I went on a fanfiction binge from reading Frozen, HSM, Legend of Zelda and loads more. Damn, right in the childhood. So, enjoy I guess. Every time I write something I die of cringe but oh well this is just for fun anyway.

It was a crisp and a quiet morning in the Winters house.

A black Cadillac was parked outside, the engine running and passenger door ajar. A tall, slim girl bound down the steps, long blonde swinging about in its ponytail, into the vehicle. As soon as the door shut, the car drove off.

The drive was silent for the most part. Elsa wasn't much of a talker and fiddled with the end of her ponytail. Her father, Agnarr, sat across from her at the wheel.

He spoke, "Are you glad to be back?"

She shrugged, passively staring ahead of her.

"How long has it been?"

"A little over 5 weeks."

Her father bore a stern face, "And the dust still hasn't settled. Don't worry, you'll be back in shape and ready to compete soon."

Elsa remained silent. Her father continued, "Your mother is still concerned and believes you should take a longer break. She doesn't want you to..."

When he trailed off, Elsa cleared her throat before replying, "I am on a break. The moment I moved from Arendelle was the beginning of my hiatus."

The car stopped at a red light and became just that more silent. Her father asked coolly, "Do you know when it'll end?"

Elsa murmured, "No."

Agnarr exhaled loudly, his face expressionless and continued to drive.

/

When the pair had arrived, Elsa immediately spotted the ice rink through the large windows. Suddenly, she could hear the sounds of skates hitting the ice. Turns and leaps filled her vision. Next came the music and-

"Elsa? It's an absolute honour to have you enrolled here."

She whipped her head to the source of the sound. A woman with curly hair in a messy bob had her hand extended.

Elsa responded shaking her hand, "Yes, that's me. I assume you're Mrs Losevsky."

"Yes, but you can call me Kristi. In fact all of my students do," Kristi smiled.

Elsa's father said, "I'm sure you're aware of her highly publicised situation."

Kristi answered, "Yes, it's a sport scandal. Rather unfortunate, however, she is in good hands. I promise you, Mr Winters."

Her father smiled, "Thank you. We want Elsa to be as comfortable as possible."

Kristi asked, "Shall I lead you inside for a quick tour?"

Elsa nodded and they followed her to the rink. Through the double doors Kristi indicated, "It's a 30x60. The changing rooms over there have been renovated. New flooring and quarters for teams."

Kristi's voice slowly drowned out as Elsa took in her surroundings. The light illuminated the room well and red walls gave a sense of warmth. She glanced at the ice. It had recently been smoothed over and she could have sworn it was calling her name.

It had felt like forever since Elsa was last on the ice. She missed the feel of her skates. All of them had been tailored to her by the finest in Arendelle and had become an extension of her limbs.

Kristi announced, "Well, there you have it. Our very own ice rink. So, Elsa? Tomorrow you can come to the early morning session? We haven't gotten a solid timetabled slot due to the short notice but that'll be fixed soon."

Elsa agreed, "Yeah, that's fine. I look forward to it."

Kristi replied, "As do I. Any questions?"

She shook her head, "Not for the moment, no."

"Before you leave," Kristi said. She looked between Agnarr and Elsa, "Only solo sessions? We do have a figure skating club. It's not as competitive but it would be a nice way of perhaps letting off steam and making new friends."

Elsa looked at her father and quickly met Kristi's eyes, "That's okay. I'll just stick to...this."

Kristi nodded in understanding, "Alright, the offer still stands though."

Elsa's father added, "Thank you, Mrs Losevsky. Much appreciated. We should get going."

Kristi smiled, "It was nice meeting you both. Elsa, see you on Monday."

Elsa smiled back timidly before following her father out of the door.

/

Once back home, Elsa went to her room and opened up her wardrobe. The clothes were mostly monochrome. White, blue, black and grey were the dominant colours. She had her collection of figure skating costumes all hung in one corner of the wardrobe. Different shades of blue and sparkles.

She rubbed the fabric between her two fingers and reminisced of her first performance in it. Elsa could remember every detail. The music was Vivaldi and she had won first place.

Elsa then felt someone hug her from her side and saw a head of strawberry blonde hair.

Elsa smiled softly, "Oh, Anna. You're awake."

Anna looked up, "I know, before 11am too!"

"Strange, it's not Christmas yet," Elsa teased.

As Elsa closed her wardrobe, Anna jumped onto her bed, "So, you must be pretty excited then."

Elsa shrugged, "Well...yeah. I have to get back on the ice eventually."

"No, no, no," Anna shook her head. She beamed, "You'll be coming to my school!"

"Oh, yeah."

Anna excitedly said, "This is so exciting! Punzie will be there too. She's a junior just like you. I can't wait to have lunch together instead of FaceTiming you!"

Elsa put her hands on her hips and smiled, "I do suppose that's an upgrade."

"Trust me, your company is 100 times better in real life. This also means Rapunzel and I can find you a boyfriend!"

"No, let's not do that."

"Elsaaaaa."

Elsa firmly stated, "No. I don't want a boyfriend. I just need to focus on school and the ice."

Anna gave her a look of disbelief, "Seriously? We are not in Arendelle. You can go out to parties, to the mall and...the possibilities are just endless!"

"We'll see," Elsa nodded. Anna started to smile and Elsa said, "Not to the boyfriend thing."

Anna rolled her eyes, "Whatever."