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Hans: Punishment

Have you ever been grounded? That's what it feels like inside my room. Basically it's a prison. Three months into my house arrest. It's a clue as to how irritated my brothers were with my attempted takeover of Arendale. Trade has yet to suffer between Arendale and the Southern Isles which is probably the only reason I wasn't in an actual prison cell. My brothers, three of them specifically, had taken to eating chocolate fondue and other random sandwiches outside my cell~ err ~room. I am eventually going to eventually find out how they heard about the sandwiches and not only that how they kept alluding to clock towers, boats, and waxed floors. However their cruelty is still the same, they now have an excuse though.

I will have my revenge for their teasing, for stupid catchy musical numbers, and for their wussy girly punches after running my plans…But first I must escape. I could try breaking a window, the bars might be a problem. I'm slender, but not that slender.

"Lunch time you knave~ I brought your favorite. A half-eaten sandwich curtesy of Arendale." Oh if looks could kill! When I find out who told…I bet it was Weaseltown.

I composed myself quickly. "Oh thank you Hannibal. You're so thoughtful," I said with a smile, reaching out to take my lunch.

Elsa: Escaped

I strode down the hall to Anna's room. I had gotten reports of strange noises, giggling, and shadows entering and exiting her room through her window. I had my suspicions and the villagers had theirs…I sincerely hoped mine were correct and the villagers was just an over active imagination. Olaf was skipping down the hallway beside me singing something about reindeer, needing true love, and peeing in the woods. I wisely decided not to ask him.

I could hear the sounds that were being reported and reached out to open the door. It was locked. "Anna open the door," I called. I heard more giggles. "Why do you want to build a snowman?" "Open the door or I open it for you!" Various scrambling noises sounded and a door slammed. Anna quickly opened the door for me, "Elsa what brings you here?" I sighed, why did she play dumb she already knew why I was here. "Several of the servants have reported strange noises and figures entering and exiting your room." Her eyes widened in fake shock and she placed a hand over her mouth. "Do you think it's someone stirring up trouble?"

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" I sighed again. "Looks like Marshmallow caught the intruder, Anna. Is there anything you want to tell me now?" "He he he," she giggled nervously. Olaf decided to chime in. "Hey look it's Kristof. Hi Kristof!" He shouted waving as Marshmallow carried him by the collar of his shirt. He looked embarrassed. "Hi Olaf," he greeted grudgingly.

Ten minutes later

"Now why was Kristof in your room, Anna?" I asked as we sat in the drawing room. I sipped my tea as I waited for an answer. "Well with my new duties and the negotiations with the Southern Isles me and Kristof" I gave her a stern look. "Kristof and I have hardly been able to spend any time together, so we've been meeting up and talking and spending time together," Anna finished.

"Well there have been rumors going around about this rendezvous. They have been extremely unpleasant and these meetings are going to stop." "But!" I held up my hand to silence her. "I will schedule time for you to spend together with a chaperone, one chaperone, so you will have time to spend together and so the rumors will be unfounded, understand?" She reluctantly nodded her head and Kristof murmured agreement. "You could have talked to me sooner if your duties have been too much, Anna. I would have given them to an aide instead." She turned red and squirmed. "I wanted to help." I smiled softly at her. "Just being there is enough."

I clapped my hands together. "Let's have dinner now. Kristof since you're here why not join us. Seeing as you are in a committed relationship with my sister and I assume you plan to marry her we should get to know each other." My tone left no room for argument.

"QUEEN ELSA! AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT HAS BEEN RECEIVED FROM THE SOUTHERN ISLES!" the messenger screeched running into the room. "What is it?"

"Prince Hans has escaped!" the messenger paused and looked confused. "They said something about the industrious use of a sandwich, a hanger, and a pillow, but no one could really understand what was being said.

Hans: What now?

I must say my escape was brilliant. "They'll never figure out."

I said taking a bite of my liberation sandwich. I was striding off the boat in a small village south of Arendale. Now I had only to travel through the supposedly cursed woods where exiles were sent, but hey I had my good looks, my charm, my intelligence, and my humor. None could stand against me…except maybe annoying duet prone sisters. My journey through the woods would take me about a week and it was getting dark out. Time to find a place to stay for the night.

I wandered for hours as a chill through my thin clothes. It was still fall but it wasn't far from winter. I was distracted by my discomfort so much that I nearly took a tumble down a large pit. It was likely a bear by some long forgotten. Morbid curiosity had me looking into its depths. No dead animals just some steep stone stairs.

TBC…

Interested Fan: This is a story that I am writing with my sister who is a big Helsa fan.

Starving Artist: Whoo! Go Hans and Elsa. They should have done this pairing in the movie!

Interested Fan: For those who haven't figured out Starving Artist is my sister.