Name: Change chpt. 1
Summ: Elsa blinked once, twice, then a third time. "What do you mean Anna isn't my sister?" Info: Frozen, Elsana pairing. Non-incest with a twist. Post movie. Fluff.
Disclaimer; I do not own Frozen. This is a work of FanFiction, Obviously.
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"There's always another storm. It's the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You have to deal with each one separately, but you need to keep an eye on whats brewing for tomorrow. - Marla V. Snyder, Fire Study.
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A loud boom echoed across the kingdom of Arendelle as a large streak of lightning lite up the dreary skies. The horrendous noise and commotion of the storm was enough to shake houses, waking most and keep the rest up. All but one that is.
The Queen, Elsa was fast asleep within the cold, dark, safety of her bed chambers. Unlike most, storms were a comfort to the peacefully sleeping young woman. It reminded her of a simpler time. When there was no rules or responsibilities. When Elsa didn't have to worry about her country or her powers. It was just her and Anna back then.
The biggest problem the two laughing children had faced was when it was or wasn't acceptable for Anna to ask Elsa to 'build a snowman.' Even now Elsa thought back to those wonderful memories with so much fondness.
The Ice Queen knew enough that liking or even wanting a storm was a bit crass after what her people had just endured. But still . . . Elsa couldn't help but feel comforted by the harsh winds, the heavy rain pelting against her roof. She felt comforted, happy, and . . . there was someone in her room.
Elsa's eyes snapped open as a small trickle of light began to filter in through the cracked door. Blue eyes strained, squinting in the near dark as a small figure crossed the light into her room before slowly, almost carefully closing the wooden door behind them. Elsa was starting to become unnerved at her unknown guest, her body rigid in icy cold, but it quickly dissipated hearing a loud crash. It was followed by a hiss of pain. A very familiar feminine ring to the noise.
"Anna?"
Bolting upright, Elsa was suddenly very aware that she was only wearing her night gown. A crystalline blue silk made specifically from Elsa's own power. It was a comfortable thing but the loose material doing very little to hide her modesty. Wrapping as much of her sheets up as Elsa could, she pulled the purple silky covering her chest, fists clinching tightly. "What are you doing?"
Despite herself, Elsa couldn't keep the shrill tone out of her voice.
The dark figure of her sister froze before her. Eyes being a little more attuned to the darkness was able to make out her sisters small frame become jittery with nervous energy.
Bringing a pale, freckled hand up to play with her hair; which Elsa noticed on a far more less important note, that it wasn't in her sister's usual braid, Anna began to flitter nervous chatter. The Queen found herself ignoring it noting the red heads current hair style, interrupting her sisters current ramble.
"Your hair is down."
She was slightly fearful Anna could see her face darken in embarrassment. Had she really just said that?
"O-oh," Anna caught herself. Hands now self consciously running through the wild red locks. "I-I just thought, I needed a change. Considering what happened and all."
Elsa could practically feel the shyness in the younger girls voice. It was cute, she decided. After being separated for so long Elsa had never really appreciated how adorably awkward Anna really was. The thought bringing a smile to her otherwise permanent scowl.
"Not that I regret anything!" Anna suddenly spouted, her taking Elsa's silence to mean something else entirely. "I don't." She animated. "That is, I don't regret what happened. Any of it. Well, maybe the part where I wanted to marry a complete stranger. That and the part where we almost died but that's beside the point. I'm just happy to finally have you back in my life, well, you where always there but not there. You know that sounded worse out loud then in my head-"
"I like it." Elsa interrupted again. The queen laughing at her sister's no doubt flustered face. Even being so dark, Elsa could quite vividly imagine the red head's hands flying about in wild and eccentric manners.
"You do?" Anna questioned. "Wait, did you just laugh?"
This time, it was Elsa's turn to be a little flustered, the platinum blonde blinking at the question. "Yes?"
"I'm sorry." Anna laughed nervously. "It's just, I've not heard you laugh in a long time. I've missed that."
Elsa found herself smiling at the comment. It was just so honest and pure. That it was such an Anna thing to say. There was no thought of gain or an underhanded means to an end. It was just the first thing that probably popped into her odd little head. Before she knew it her little curve of her lips turned into what seemed the most radiant smile she'd ever given anyone. Her teeth practically beaming over her outstretched lips. No one was ever so honest with the cursed Ice Queen, no one but Anna, that is.
Then, another streak of lightning lite across the sky, shinning through the Queen's lone window overlooking the courtyard. A flash of light illuminated the room. The light lasted just long enough to see Anna jump, her whole body tensing at the boom of thunder following.
A frown played at the Queen's lips. Throwing aside her oversized sheets, Elsa was by Anna's side in an instant. Her arms wrapping protectively over her younger sister. She felt Anna squeak in surprise but she didn't let go.
Anna had never let her go, she wouldn't be the one to do so now. Gently pulling the princess against her Elsa shh'd slightly against her ear. "It's okay, Anna" She whispered so very soft. "I've got you."
Amazingly Anna returned the embrace. Her tiny but shockingly strong limbs hugging Elsa back fiercely. It was so very odd. People, even those of her own kingdom, feared her. Many knew of the terrible, awful things Elsa was capable but here was Anna. When every instinct or rational thought should be telling this lovable goofball to run VERY far away, Anna was actually clinging to her as if it brought her safety and comfort.
"Sorry..." Anna mumbled into her shoulder, the two having lowered to set at the foot of Elsa's bed, still yet to release one another.
"There is no need to apologize." Elsa scolded softly, her fingers tracing lightly across a pair of freckles. "Is this why you snuck into my room? The storm frightened you?"
The monarch could feel the other girl nod against her. "Sorry" Anna began before cutting herself off with an adorable huff. Elsa picturing her pouting, restrained the laughter threatening to slip from her pursed lips. Somehow, she didn't think Anna would appreciate being mocked for being honest.
"The storm just brought up some. . . bad memories. I guess I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
The Queen hugged Anna tightly at that. She knew all too well what those bad memories were. A scowl turning dangerous on her fair features. A certain man coming to mind. If Elsa had her way, that scoundrel of a man would be rotting away in one of the dingiest darkest dungeons she could find.
But Elsa knew that wouldn't be what Anna would want. It had been hard, SO very difficult to allow Hans to walk away, even if it was in chains by his countrymen. It was only the knowledge that Hans was being charged with treason by his father that had stilled Elsa anger. When the man had heard word of Elsa's magic, the other monarch had practically bowed over in his attempts to sate Elsa. Sometimes the ability to topple nations really came in handy.
"He'll never hurt you again." Elsa promised. "I won't let anyone hurt you."
Feeling Anna press firmly against her side, the smile could be heard in her younger sister's voice. "I know, Elsa. I won't let anyone hurt you either. Never."
A/N; For all those interested, this idea was brought to you by FilmTheory's mattpack over on YouTube. Go check it out, really got the idea going in my head. Hilarious too. Warning though, spoilers.
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