It's been one hell of an evening.
Elsa had confessed about the handcuffs Hans had comissionned to emprison her.
Anna had then confessed about how, following his plan, he left her to die with terrible words.
Tears. And tearful hugs. Lots of them. For hours.
But there was some good in those confessions. Sometimes crying hard helps. And saying what they had on their hearts since the Great Thaw also is therapeutic.
They wiped their last tears with their tissues and laughed nervously seeing the other's state.
This last week since everything went back to normal in Arendelle was really emotional. The sisters being close together, at least trying awkwardly, and every day had its load of news and confessions and reveals. Hopefully they both had a normal sleep schedule again to cope with it.
"What a bastard!" said Anna with a sigh.
It was sudden, out of a silence, and Elsa was surprised by that conclusion. She also wanted to tell her to watch her language, but… She was right, Hans was indeed a bastard.
Elsa chuckled.
Anna put a thinking finger on her chin. "Hey, I was wondering… Are the…"
She stopped mid-sentence. "Please answer only if you feel comfortable answering."
Elsa raised an eyebrow.
"Are the handcuffs still in the cell?" continued Anna.
"Oh, yeah, they are. I mean, I suppose. I've never found the courage to go there again since… The event. Why?"
"Well, you said that you broke them apart. But… I think I might bring them to a blacksmith."
Elsa missed a breathing. "A what? A blacksmith?"
Her sister turned to her with a big smile lightening up her face.
"I'm gonna forge a sword out of them."
Elsa chuckled with a mix of surprise and amazement. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah! Isn't that the best idea ever? I'm gonna turn his cruelty into a weapon."
Elsa smiled. "You're brilliant."
Author's Note: That's how you take strength out of a sad situation! THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT! Anna is a model to me for that. YOU GO GURL! Thanks for reading, and thanks to anon on Tumblr for giving me that prompt :D