I'm going to warn you right now, there is a teeny bit of OOC-ness in this FanFiction due to it being an AU, so if that annoys you, you shouldn't read this. I don't personally hold anything against the canon King and Queen from Frozen (they were doing what they thought was best, even though it wasn't). However, I did make them a wee bit more… traditional. You'll understand when you read this chapter.
Honestly, it shouldn't have taken Anna more that a few minutes to sneak out of the castle, but there was always a small part of her that wondered what it was like to be a top secret spy. So, with all the unnecessary somersaults and the humming of suspenseful music tacked on, it was a full fifteen minutes before she was safely outside. Anna pulled the hood over her face so that she could only see a few feet in front of her - perhaps not the smartest idea for the klutziest princess in the world, but she had no choice. She couldn't risk anyone recognizing her while she took her day trip. It was her only moment of freedom from all those tutors, officials and servants demanding her attention. Elsa was the Queen, so why was Anna being put under all this duress? It simply didn't make sense. Despite knowing that it was best not to attract attention, Anna's giddiness at seeing the sun for the first time in what seemed like weeks began to express itself in the skip in her step. Under her breath she was singing a song about first love, dreaming of finding the perfect Prince Charming, who would be so graceful and regal that it would easily rub off on her; then, finally, she would no longer be so awkward and would stop inadvertently embarrassing her sister in front of diplomats and the like. Anna didn't know how, but she could sense that soon she was going to meet that special prince, and then they would both live happily ever after.
At the moment she was thinking this, Anna ran into something that felt like a solid - and furry - wall, and let out a shriek of surprise. Her arms flew over the top of the wall and she gripped on with all her tiny might for a few moments, breathing heavily to catch up on the wind that had been knocked out of her. Suddenly the wall she was leaning against snorted, causing Anna to make another noise of alarm and to lift up her strawberry blond head. When she stepped back, she finally realized that she was looking at a large, shaggy-furred reindeer with a perplexed expression on its face. Anna gasped with delight and automatically began gently scratching behind the reindeer's ear, which made the reindeer very pleased.
"Sorry for running into you, buddy," apologized Anna.
The reindeer nudged her affectionately as if to say, "No harm done."
Anna fished inside her pocket for a carrot, which she was going to feed her horse in the stable, until she decided to walk instead of ride for the day. When she extended the bright orange vegetable, the reindeer's eyes widened and he stamped his hoof excitedly. Anne giggled, fed him the carrot, and petted him some more.
"Hopefully this makes up for me bumping into you," said Anna as the reindeer crunched his snack.
"What are you doing with Sven?" demanded a deep, gruff voice from behind Anna.
Startled, Anna turned around to see a tall, bulky, and annoyed blond man with arms crossed and face frowning.
"O-oh, is that his name?" stammered Anna nervously. "Heh, a cute name for a cute reindeer."
"Sven is not cute," responded the man, sneering at what he clearly deemed too baby of a term for his loyal steed.
"Oh, well, sorry," shrugged Anna, who then turned to Sven. "It was very nice to meet you, Sven."
Sven licked Anna's cheek, and she giggled - while the man just rolled his chocolate brown eyes.
"A girl gives him one carrot, and he's falling all over her," muttered the man, just loud enough for Anna to hear.
Anna blew her bangs out of her eyes and huffed. "You have wonderful manners, Mr…"
"Bjorgman. Kristoff Bjorgman," responded the man gruffly.
Since it didn't seem that he cared to know her name from the awkward pause that followed, Anna nodded and waved Sven goodbye. Kristoff watched her continue prancing around the various villagers going about their daily duties, something which she clearly wasn't worried about. He vaguely wondered if somewhere her family was frantically looking for her, the runaway girl who probably had her head in the clouds way too often.
A snort from Sven interrupted Kristoff's thought, and Kristoff, narrating in his voice, said, "Well, she's cute."
"Really?" Kristoff said in his normal voice. "I didn't notice."
Sven's smirk didn't need narration to explain what he was thinking, and it annoyed the heck out of Kristoff.
"C'mon, let's get back to work," urged Kristoff. "We haven't even made it through half of our deliveries."
"Princess, where have you been?" Kai asked Anna as soon as she streaked past him in the corridor leading to her room.
Anna skidded to a halt and chuckled guiltily. "Oh you know, just out and about."
Kai raised an eyebrow. "I don't think your sister will like that, considering she's been looking for you all day."
"Right, uh where is she?"
"In her study."
"Okay, thanks!"
Anna knocked on the door to Elsa's study, and she opened it as soon as she heard "Come in!" When Anna entered, Elsa first sighed with relief and then frowned, prepared to give a good scolding.
"Anna, where have you been?" she asked exasperatedly.
Anna clasped her small hands behind her back and scraped the floor with the sole of her boot. "In the town."
"Again? Anna, the Duke of Weselton came knocking on our door again."
Anna snorted. "You mean the Duke of Weasel Town?"
Anna could tell that Elsa was fighting back a smile. "Don't make me laugh, I'm supposed to be angry with you."
"Hey, Kai was the one to come up with that nickname, not me."
"Nevertheless, he was badgering me all day so that I couldn't get any actual work done."
"What did he want this time?"
"My hand in marriage."
Anna immediately bubbled up with laughter, but Elsa's face didn't change throughout her giggle fit.
"W-wait you're serious?" questioned Anna.
"He's a duke, he's rich, it just 'made sense.'"
"You said no, right?"
"Of course I did. But, if mom and dad were still alive, they would have encouraged me to accept."
"No! Elsa, they wouldn't make you do such a thing!"
"Anna, you have to remember that our parents were very old-fashioned. I'm not saying they would have forced me to marry him, but if no one else suitable came along, they certainly wouldn't have frowned upon the marriage."
Anna shuddered. "Well, the good thing is that you don't need to marry him."
"Yes, but it would have been nice to have you distract him while I ran the kingdom for the day."
Elsa's pointed look caused Anna to duck her head bashfully. "That... might have been why I escaped while I still could."
Elsa gasped in mock shock and swatted a giggling Anna with a scroll. "You little sneak!"
Anna continued to laugh, gleefully and without a thread of shame woven in.
"You disgust me, get out of my study!" ordered Elsa in false anger.
"Fine by me," replied Anna before sashaying out of Elsa's study, with her elder sister shaking her head the whole time.
I saw a deleted scene from Frozen where Anna is trying on Elsa's dresses, and I loved the sisterly interaction between her and Elsa so much that I tried to imitate it in this FanFiction. Much more sister stuff and Kristanna fluff to come! Feel free to review.
