Category: Frozen
Genre: Comfort
Characters: Anna, Elsa
Rating: K
Words: 510
"Can I come in?" Anna asked peeking her head into her sister's room.
"Of course."
Anna made her way over to the large bed in the middle of the room. Anna took the pitcher of water on the bedside table and poured her sister a glass before moving to the other side of the bed to crawl into it with her sister, "You feeling any better?"
"I don't really know what feeling better even is anymore Anna. Some Days are horrible, and some days are less horrible. No matter what I am feeling I am stuck in this stupid room, and told to use my magic as little as possible because it will weaken me further." Elsa said the distaste for her situation flowing through her words. Anna found it remarkable though that no matter how obviously miserable she was you would never knowing it by looking at her facial expression. She hated letting people on the full amount of her suffering, even Anna.
"If only there was some way we could break you out of here without risking any harm to your well being," Anna a big goofy grin covering her face.
"Anna."
"Don't Anna me. You hate being in this room. If the inevitable is waiting why not make the most of it?" She hated that all of this was happening to her sister, but she hated more that her sister didn't seem to care about herself as much as she cared about the rest of them. It was the end of HER life and she deserved to make it the best that she could even through the suffering.
"Anna I love you dearly, and I know how much you love your little adventures, but I want to be here with you as long as possible. Me going out and doing things is just going to make it worst," Elsa loved everything that existed in her life: her sister, her brother-in-law, her beautiful nieces and nephew, and she wasn't going to leave them early for a few hours of fun.
"I guess. Just promise me that if I ever get everybody in the castle at the same time that you will let us all conjugate around you. I know we are all loud, and stressful, but I would love to have everybody together again in one room."
"I love when you all are in here. You might have bred stressfully loud children, but I love them all the same," Elsa told her sister lovingly. All of the Bjorgman children knew how to hold their own in a conversation. Not all of them were ridiculously loud, but they all knew how to make sure that they were heard when they wanted to be.
"Would you really expect anything different from my children?" Anna giggled.
She curled up closer to her sister, resting her head on her shoulder. They kept idle conversation going just enjoying each other's company. Something that they knew now more than ever was a precious thing.
