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The Gown

Anna burst into Elsa's room without the slightest bit of warning, causing Elsa to scream in surprise and slip on the hem of her dress, sending her backwards and on to the bed.

Arendelle's young princess was too focused on her mission to notice, as per usual, as she skidded across the floorboards and dived headfirst into Elsa's closet.

"Anna, you really shouldn't barge in like that," Anna heard her sister say from outside. "I know we have an open door policy and everything but -"

"I'm sorry!" Anna was searching through the racks of dresses like a wild animal, sending all possible options over her shoulder and on to the floor behind her. "This is an emergency, Elsa! A real actual emergency!"

No way, too much lace! And this one shows way too much skin. And this one doesn't show enough skin. Oh, that's a nice colour, let's try on that one. Anna jumped out of her stupor when she heard Elsa tap her knuckle against the closet doorframe. She looked up to find her sister looking less than impressed.

"What kind of emergency requires you to make a mess out of my wardrobe?"

Right, that was probably an important detail Elsa needed to know.

"Well, you know how your whole Coronation Ball two-point-oh is tonight - "

"Yes." Coronation Ball two-point-oh because the first one didn't exactly go to plan.

"And we had to get new dresses because heaven forbid we wear our old ones, according to Gerda -"

"Yes."

"And how I had to try it on this morning just to check if it still fit then had to race down to the kitchen to check on your cake -"

"Yes - wait. What?"

"Long story short, chocolate icing is my favourite thing except when it's splattered over the front of my newly tailored gown. Gerda cried when she saw me."

"Oh, Anna..." Elsa shook her head, but she wasn't surprised. This wasn't the worst thing she had done to a gown. She once convinced herself that going down to the stables had been a grand priority an hour before the sisters were to hold a banquet for the Royal Society of the Eastern Isles. Anna learnt her lesson after tripping and falling face first into a wheelbarrow of unmentionables. "What have I told you about aprons?"

"Anyway," Anna pressed on, gathering the many dresses she had pulled from the racks into her arms. She squeezed past Elsa and dumped them all onto her sisters bed. "I've already looked through my closet and everything's too green."

"You like green." Elsa raised her eyebrows, eyeing her sister. "In fact, you're wearing green right now."

Anna looked down at her skirts, and indeed, they were green. A light green with an even lighter floral print, matched with a dark green bodice with green trim. She was a bit green-crazy, she would admit. "I see your point, but I wore green to the last one! And I wear green everywhere. This is a time of new beginnings, Elsa! A new reign, a total revamp of Arendelle, which means I gotta revamp my style, you know?"

Elsa's chuckled to herself. Of course Anna saw the whole Great Thaw as a sign that she couldn't allow herself to wear green anymore, but Elsa wouldn't pass up the opportunity to have a bit of fun with her sister. They never really had the chance to play dress up.

"Well," Elsa started, walking over to her sister and sorting through the variety of dresses before her, "you've certainly pulled a lot of pink."

"I didn't even know you had any pink, I've never seen you in pink ever."

"Oh c'mon Anna, like you wear half the stuff that Gerda puts in your wardrobe."

"True, true. That lady has awful taste."

"You should see the hideous thing she put in there a few months back." A giggle escaped Elsa. It wasn't a common occurrence, so Anna jumped right on board.

"Show me show me show me!" She squealed, jumping on the bed.

Elsa laughed at her sisters exuberance before whisking Anna's pink dresses up on her way to the wardrobe, ignoring her sister's pout. "Sorry, but this is so not your colour."

Anna waited on the bed, laying her three remaining dress choices out in front of her. The first was a deep burgundy colour, which Anna thought would go nicely with her paler complexion, but the jewels that accentuated the bust seemed a bit... out there. Her mother had always told her that red was a colour reserved for older women, or those daring enough to wear it anyway. Anna wasn't anywhere near daring enough.

"Not that one." Anna picked up the dress and placed it behind her, and she was just about to assess the two others when Elsa emerged from the wardrobe looking absolutely ridiculous.

"Oh my god!" Anna wailed, laughing hysterically as she fell back on to the bed. "What is that?"

Elsa stood in the middle of her room looking nothing less than a banana with arms. Anna didn't even know that sort of yellow colour existed. Brown floral detailing - yes, brown - framed the waist and if it wasn't enough, brown trim was included as well.

"Yourhips look so big you look like you're smuggling prisoners." Anna choked between her laughs.

Just when Anna thought it couldn't get any better, Elsa turned around to show how the dress made her butt look like a foreign country . "Look at this bustle!"

The girls were laughing so hard they were clutching their sides and wiping their tears from their cheeks. Elsa ran into her wardrobe to take it off in fear that she would turn yellow herself.

"Gerda's apparent blindness aside," Anna called into the wardrobe, "we do have to find me a dress in the next three hours."

The next dress laid out before her was a burnt orange colour, and while the lacy bodice and lightweight, twirl-y skirt sparked every one of her girly senses, orange hair and orange clothes was too match-and-match for her taste. The other dress was a sky blue colour that was sparkly all through the skirt of the dress. It was probably her favourite. But that kind of blue washed her out completely.

Royal problems.

Elsa emerged from the wardrobe looking very much like herself and not like a banana, which Anna was glad to see. "So which one?" Elsa asked, sitting down on the bed with her.

"They're all beautiful but it's just not right." Anna mumbled, flopping back on the bed dramatically. "I know it's just a dress but we don't have Coronation Ball's every year!" She looked over to her sister to see if she was following, and when Elsa patted Anna's knee understandingly, she knew she was.

"It's got to be special," Elsa smiled knowingly, hopping off the bed and once more trekking back into the closet. "I've got just the thing for you, Anna."

Anna was having the time of her life. For the first time in forever she finally felt like everything was how it's supposed to be. Elsa and her were spending time together, but not just that, they were joking and laughing and sharing clothes and teasing and it felt everything like how sisters should be.

It had only been a month since the storm and things had been very awkward at first. Very polite conversation, please's and thank you's, neither party really knowing where to start. They had broken the ice when Elsa realised the extent of all the trouble Anna was able to find herself in.

"C'mon Elsa!" Anna squealed, tugging at her sister's arm as she brought her towards the Great Hall, "I've been dying to show you this forever."

The hall was empty, and Elsa was confused.

"So uh," Elsa coughed, "what's happening?"

"Oh, oh!" Anna gushed, jumping out of her day dreams. " Shoes off, now. Right now."

"What? Why - "

"Just do it!" Anna groaned, lifting up her skirts as she kicked her shoes off, ignoring the thud they made against the wall as well as the scuff mark they made.

Elsa, worried for her well being, did as she was told.

"So you'll need a running start." Anna said, checking to see if she understood. Elsa didn't.

"A running start for what?"

Anna scoffed and grabbed her sisters hand. "RUN!"

Anna took off sprinting and forced her sister to keep up with her, tugging on her hand almost painfully.

"You ready?"

"I'm not sure - "

"SLIDE!"

Elsa, following Anna's lead, stopped running and jumped into a smooth glide across the polished floorboards. It was just like ice-skating! Except socks, and floorboards, and no ice at all. It was nice.

Anna was glad to see her sister was having just as much fun slipping and sliding through the hall, but as they neared the end of it, the girls faced a problem. That problem being a wall.

"How do we stop?" Elsa gasped, threatening to fall over.

"Oh, it's simple," Anna laughed, tightening the grip on her sisters hand, "I usually just crash!"

The girls extravagantly collided with the wall and collapsed with as much grace as they could muster with their skirts bunched up around their heads, laughter echoing through the empty hall.

From there on out they were fine, and it was like they'd been like this for years. Sure, they would butt heads every once in a while, but that was normal, and Anna was over the moon about a bit of normalcy in her life.

"Anna!" Elsa called from the wardrobe. "I think you'd like it better if you tried it on first."

The princess skipped over to the Elsa who handed over a deep navy gown, leaving her to change. It was easy enough to pull on, and Anna walked out into the main room to inspect the dress in Elsa's mirror.

It was perfect.

The deep navy colour was nothing like she'd ever dream of wearing - too bold, too dark - but it made her skin glow. Leading into the colder months of Autumn, Elsa had chosen a long sleeved off the shoulder dress. While the dress itself was such a complete navy, the sleeves were sheer. Normally Anna would never dare expose so much of her décolletage, let alone her shoulders, but the dress was far too elegant to pass up. Delicate jewels snaked and swirled their way down her sleeves, circling around her wrists. The jewels were repeated through the bodice, emphasising her natural curves and fading through her waist, not daring to overpower the soft flare of skirt that fell lightly over her hips and brushed against the floor.

A picture of sophisticated grace, for once.

"Oh, Elsa." Anna breathed, folding her hands over her heart. "It's absolutely gorgeous. Where did get this?"

Elsa stepped forward to look in the mirror with Anna, linking arms with her fluidly. "It was Mama's when she was your age. I found it fitting."

A soft cry escaped from Anna as she flung her arms behind Elsa's neck, burying her face deep within her shoulder. Elsa hugged back just as hard.

Anna had never felt this comfortable and warm in anyone else's arms since her parents had passed. It was different to be hugged by Kristoff or Olaf or Gerda or Kai. Maybe it was because Elsa had been gone for so long and Anna was scared to let her go. Or maybe it was because Elsa did remind her so much of their mother. They had their own separate relationships with their parents, and from the small amount Elsa had told her about the years in locked in her room, Elsa had to keep her distance out of fear that she would strike them with her powers just as she did Anna.

For Elsa to share one of the only unique and personal tokens she had of their mother was one of the most kind and loving things anyone had ever done for her. She finally had her sister back. And Anna was excited to remember that it was only just the beginning.

"Thank you so much, Elsie."

"You're welcome, Annie."

A/N: Ah, another beautiful fluff series. Just warms your heart. First time ever divulging into the mysterious Anna Elsa sister bond, kind frightening cos I had no idea where to start, but I knew I had to at least try.

Part one of three, stay tuned for next chapter shortly, where Kristoff is having his issues with his fancy clothing.

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