Here, have some Snow Sister bittersweet fluff. Inspired by Idina Menzel's version of the song. If y'all haven't heard it, I encourage you to do so. It's perfection.

Anna was beyond happy to have Elsa back, she really was. It was like a huge hole in her heart had been filled. But she began to...notice things.

It was obvious that Elsa was born to be queen. She'd had years and years of training, even from the time they were just little. Their father had expected so much of Elsa, to the point their mother had to rein him in and remind him that Elsa was a child.

But on top of all that, Elsa just had the disposition. She was always more serious, quiet, disciplined (unless she was with Anna), whereas Anna was wild, and loud, and her attention span...about as long as her doll was tall. And she was reminded of that over the years. "Your Highness, you must focus. Your sister managed just fine," or, "Princess Anna, you need to try harder. Princess Elsa mastered this quickly, you should be able to, too."

Not the best for her self-esteem. She didn't blame Elsa, of course. Elsa had never done anything to make her feel that way, and she doubted she even knew what people had said.

And that feeling was coming back, and fast. She stayed by her sister's side as much as she could, but by doing so was reminded why people compared her to her. Elsa was so smart, she read through reports with ease that to Anna seemed to be gibberish. She could do math in her head, and she always looked so graceful and regal. But most of all, people respected her. They didn't have the nerve to cross her and were quick to do her bidding. She was amazing and perfect and...

Anna just couldn't compare.

Anna finally lost it one day during a council meeting she went to with Elsa. One of the councilmen, an older man who stuck to the old ways and as such thought Elsa was unfit to rule, was her target. He was one of the few that dared to openly argue with her. He also didn't like Anna.

Anna finally got tired of listening to him argue with her sister so she snapped at him. Her smug satisfaction at seeing his surprise fell away when she saw Elsa's glare. "Apologize," she hissed at her under her breath. Barely holding back a moan, Anna did so, her hands clenched into fists at his smug smile.

After the meeting was over, Anna tried to escape, but her sister cleared her throat. This time she did groan and slumped back into her seat as everyone left. Elsa closed the doors after the last person left and turned on her. "Anna, what you did was incredibly rude. Why would you do something like that?"

"He was giving you a hard time!"

"And he's going to make things more difficult for me now because of this!" She paused to take a calming breath when she saw a thin layer of ice on the floor. "You can't disrespect them like that, no matter how angry they make you. You should know better."

"You should know better," her father said, disappointment in his voice. He shook his head. "Elsa never gave us this much trouble." He turned and left, leaving Anna alone.

With that, the first of many tears ran down her cheek.

Angry tears burned her eyes as every insecurity, every painful memory, crashed onto her. "I'm sorry I can't be as perfect as you," she spat, then turned and ran, ignoring her sister's shocked face.

She ran to her room, nearly blinded by tears, and slammed the door shut before falling onto her bed, hugging her pillow as it quickly grew damp with tears.

Not too long later, after she had somewhat calmed, she heard a knock on her door. "Anna?"

She turned her head away and ignored her.

She heard a soft sigh. "I'm coming in." She heard near-silent footsteps then felt her sit beside her. "Anna, please look at me." When she did, she saw her expression fall when she saw her tear-stained cheeks and red eyes. "Oh, Anna..." She laid a gentle hand on her back. "Sweetheart, what's going on?"

Even now, the term of endearment still made her heart sing. But it was quickly crushed by her emotional pain. She shook her heard. "Don't wanna talk," she croaked.

Elsa sighed softly and began to lightly trace circles on her back. "It does no good to bottle up your feelings. Trust me. Please, talk to me. I can't help you unless you tell me."

Anna looked at her face, thinking how this was what she had wanted for years. Elsa beside her, comforting her, talking to her. She saw nothing but love and concern in those deep blue eyes. She shook her head. "It's stupid," she muttered.

"It's not stupid if it makes you feel like this. Was it something I said?" And there it was, that guilt that Anna had been trying so hard to get her to let go of. She reached out and took her free hand, already yearning to make that guilt disappear; truthfully, it really wasn't Elsa's fault, she didn't know. And Anna had kind of deserved it.

"Not really, no."

"You hesitated."

Anna rolled her eyes; she was reminded again how Elsa truly was Olaf's creator. "No, I didn't. It wasn't your fault, Elsa. It's just..." Tears stung her eyes. "I'll never be as perfect as you." She turned her head and buried it in her pillow as she tried not to sob.

"What?" It was so soft she almost missed it. "Anna, look at me please."

Anna listened and sat up to face her, sniffling. Elsa reached over and gently wiped the tears off her cheek.

"Now, why would you say that?"

"It's true, though," she mumbled miserably. "I'll never be as good as you, or smart, or perfect...I'm just the useless spare." She began to sob again, but was shocked out of it when Elsa raised her voice.

"Hey!" She looked at her in surprise to see anger written across her face. "You are not a spare. Where did you even hear that?"

Anna hesitated. "My, um...our tutors were very fond of reminding me-"

"What?!" She didn't even get to finish before Elsa stood and began to pace in front of her, looking furious. "Who told you that? I swear, when I find them..."

Anna gulped and tried to reach out for her. "Elsa, it's alright, they're not worth it. I'm not worth all the trouble."

Elsa stopped and glared at her, making her cringe back. Then it softened and was replaced with sadness. She sat back down by her and took her hand in both of hers. "Why do you think so little of yourself?" Her eyes glistened and her voice wavered slightly.

Anna dropped her gaze and shrugged. "They were right. I mean, look at me. I'm weird and loud, I can't sit still, and I'm clumsy. I'm not smart, I never could keep up with you. I'm just not enough."

She was shocked when Elsa suddenly pulled her into a tight hug, and even more so when she realized she was crying. "You are more than enough," she whispered fiercely. "In fact, you are everything, my everything." She pulled back, gently cradling her face and leaned her forehead against hers. "You're everything I wish I could be."

"Wait, what?" Anna was completely baffled, by her words, her emotional responses, everything.

Elsa smiled sadly and stroked her cheek. "Anna, you are so much more than what you say. You are smart, and so kind. Everyone loves you. They fear me."

"Elsa-"

"Shush, let me finish. You are braver than I could ever be. You scaled a mountain in the middle of my winter to find me. And I've never seen someone so loyal. Even after all I did to you-" she tried to swallow back her tears, "-you still followed me and defended me, still loved me. You sacrificed yourself for me."

They sat in silence while Elsa leaned back and tried to compose herself. Anna was stunned, she couldn't think straight. What she stammered out was not the emotional response she wanted to give. "W-Why are you crying?"

"Because it hurts me to see you think so little of yourself after all you've done, and all you've been through. Anna, you are my hero. And I am so, so proud of you."

With that, her words hit full force and Anna broke down crying. She collapsed into her sister's arms, clinging to her tightly while Elsa held her equally as tight, burying her face in her hair while she cried with her.

After some time, she adjusted them so they were laying down, though she didn't release Anna. She stroked her hair and planted kisses on the top of her head. "I love you," she cooed, then began to sing to her softly:

"It must have been cold there in my shadow,

to never have sunlight on your face.

You were content to let me shine.

You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,

while you were the one with all the strength.

A beautiful face without a name.

A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,

and everything I would like to be?

I can fly higher than an eagle,

'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,

but I've got it all here in my heart.

I want you to know I know the truth,

I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?

You're everything I wish I could be.

I could fly higher than an eagle,

if you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?

You're my everything, everything I wish I could be.

Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,

with you, you are the wind beneath my wings."

Finally, with the soothing affect of her sister's voice and steady heartbeat, Anna finally fell asleep, a tear on her cheek but a content smile on her face.

AN: Sorry the format of lyrics is so screwed up. The app is not working with me today.