Prompt:
Do u do elsanna? modern au single scene Parents catch the sisters being a little too close and decide to separate them.
Elsa went into Father's study and sat on the leather couch. I went to sit beside her but Father stopped me and directed me onto the round ottoman.
Mother sat behind Father's desk and he sat on the front edge of the desk itself.
"Now Elsa, Anna, I'm sure you know why I called this family meeting." Father began.
I was angry, that's why I said what I did. "Don't call it a family meeting. You aren't looking for a meeting of minds. Call it what it is Father, please. A lecture. And 'do we know why you insisted we attend another lecture?' Yes. Because you don't think sisters should kiss with tongues."
"I've spoken to both of you at least a dozen times." Father began.
But I cut him off. "A dozen times? A dozen times? Certainly you've said it a dozen times. But it's just another one of the things you've said. Said far too many times, because it was never more than bollocks. You've spouted foolishness about Elsa's power; trying to get us both to fear it. Making her wear gloves all day and night and never touch anything with her bare skin. You tell me shes a danger to me. Preying on my tendency, as the younger sister, to see my sister as super human. Told her the same, but skewed to prey on her drive to protect me. But none of it had the smallest bit of truth to it.
But we've been doing more than kissing with tongues, Father. We have been practicing Elsa controlling her powers. And as it turns out, it's not so hard at all, and it's certainly not dangerous or impossible or whatever window dressing you're trying to pawn off as the truth." I said, angry and resolute.
"Anna, please," Elsa hissed, "He's our father. show some respect."
"I am. Very little is still some. Any measurable amount is 'some', Elsa." I said.
"Anna!" She snapped, doing her cross eyes.
Cross eyes, not crossed eyes. Crossed eyes would have been clever and fun and would have shown my dearest sister has a sense of humor. Which I suspect she doesn't. Lucky for her I was infatuated with her. So I overlooked that she was bossy, and overly serious, and altogether too impressed with Father.
"I'd ask her to demonstrate, but you've clearly upset her and I don't want any mistakes due to you to be blamed on her control." I said.
"I'm not upset, Anna, I could control it. I'll be fine." Elsa said.
Not that Father was paying any attention anyway. I'm not sure he'd really paid even the slightest attention to anything I'd said. He certainly didn't react to it in any way whatsoever. "Your mother and I have discussed it, and we have decided that it would be best if Anna starts the new semester at Saint Hans'."
And the babbling monkey honestly had the nerve to blink at us expectantly. As if his pronouncement had the power to make us fall into line.
"Boarding school!?" I roared. "In the Southern Isles?"
Elsa for once just looked on. Allowing me to run unfettered. I don't know whether she would be willing to jump in herself. But I guess we both better just hope not.
"Yes, I kiss my sister with tongues. Yes, I'm going to keep doing it. Five minutes ago I was going to show you how Elsa can control her powers perfectly now. Just with the peace she feels when I hold her hand and stroke her back. But this isn't about Elsa, or me. This is about you.
All she needed was a little love and support to learn to control it. But you kept us separated for most of my childhood. And you had her so terrified of hurting me it took six months of alternating nagging and patience to get her to spend any significant time with me at all."
I stood up in my anger and took a step toward him. "You know what finally convinced her, Father? I found the papers from Doctor Stone. The specialist you took her to when she accidentally brain froze me when we were super little. The papers where he told you she has to be treated with love and taught to use her powers in peace. That if she bottled it up, afraid of her own powers, it would grow stronger and stronger until it broke out and possibly broke her along with it."
I leaned right into his face, where I could smell his Bay Rum aftershave and just that little bit of flop sweat he always got when he tried to be the strong decisive patriarch he had no business being. "So your choice was to ram that fear as hard and as deep into her heart as you could. Alienate her from every other kid in town and do everything, short of outright forbidding it, to discourage us from spending any time together. So she sat alone and cried, and I searched every corner of this penthouse, read every book in the library, trying to find a way to get my sister back. I've found it, and no one is going to take her away again."
Elsa stood up then and crossed the room in quick purposeful strides. With two quick jerks she pulled those hated gloves off, throwing them in his lap, and said, "No one will ever take Anna from me. I would not suggest you try." Then she took my hand, skin to skin, and led me from the room.