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A talent that confined me to a bedroom,
After a whiny brat begged for a man of snow.
Snowmen always on her mind, so I put ice in her brain!
We play by my rules if I conjure up a game.

Chapter 1

"Elsa? Psst!" Anna's reddish-blonde head popped up on the side of my bed. "Elsa!" She climbed on top of me, shaking my shoulders and rocking, an obvious attempt at waking me. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"Anna, go back to sleep!" I mutter, not bothering to keep the annoyance out of my voice.

She must have taken this as a game, flopping down in me. "I just can't. The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to play!" She fakes distress.

"Go play by yourself!" I growl, pushing her off the bed. This little brat had begged for me to wake up in the middle of the night, every night, for the past two months. Some people need to sleep, you know!

In no time at all, she's climbing back on top of me, pulling open one of my eyes. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Fine, brat. I'll play a game with you, as long as you I get something entertaining out of it. I open my eyes slyly.

We're out of bed, jogging down the stairs, Anna saying "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" over and over again. I try to shush her, fearful that Mother or Father will hear us and stop my game even before it stops.

I push open the doors to the Great Hall, closing them quickly behind me after Anna runs through. Now she's chanting, "Do the magic, do the magic!"

I smile, glad that she is asking for her demise without knowing it. Circling my hands around each other, a small snowball appears. "Ready?"

I throw my hands up to the ceiling, listening to Anna's giggling. "This is amazing!" She exclaims, dancing in the snow.

"Watch this!" I whisper, stepping down on the tiled floor. A thin sheet of ice spreads out, coating the entire room. I watch as Anna slides away, laughing now.

Just wait, Anna. Just wait.

I create some snow, figuring that I might as well give Anna her wish before her demise. Quickly rolling a large base for the snowman, I watched Anna grab a considerably smaller snowball and placing it on top of mine.

I make Anna sit on a bench and tell her to show me the face she wants for her snowman. She smooshes her cheeks together in a very unlady-like manner. I finish and turn the snowman around, mocking a voice I had picked up from one of the guards. "Hi, I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!" I sneer.

Anna jumps off the bench and runs to the snowman, embracing him lightly. "I love you Olaf!"

Another request bursts from Anna, and I figure that I might as well. Anna grabs the snowman's stick arms as I push it and her from behind with my magic. Anna squeals with delight, and I figure I might as well enact my plan now.

"Do you want to ride on a slide?" I ask.

In no time at all, we are sitting on a slide made of snow. "Hold on!" I say, hoping she won't.

Too bad, she does. But after the slide is nearing the end, I push her off and she lands in a small pile of snow. Bad luck.

Anna laughs, and I create another pile. She jumps onto it and calls, "Catch me!"

Sure, Anna, sure. I continue on, letting her safely jump on. Then comes my plan. "Anna, wait!" I shout, trying to make my voice sound concerned. She either doesn't hear or ignores me. I pretend to slip on some ice, shouting, "Anna!" as I aim for her head. My magic strikes it mark, knocking her out cold.

I slide over to her, trying to look scared and concerned. "Mamma, Pappa!" I scream. I want to see their faces when their little girl dies in their arms. I want them to feel like me.

Then I face back towards Anna, surprised when a white strand of hair appears. Clearing questions away, I pushed a few strands of hair out of Anna's face. "Oh, Anna," I murmur, smiling. "We play by my rules if I decide to make a game."

Yup Yup! I hope to have the next chapter up in a few hours or maybe tomorrow. Bye!