Disclaimer: Frozen and all it's property belong to Disney.

Howdy there. Get it? Because I'm from Oklahoma and we're all born cowboys here. Kidding. So, here I go. I'm trying to write a very fluffy multi-chapter fic that will be void of any angst. I'm trying new things. :)

"Elsa? Elsa where are you?" Anna cried out through the lantern lit halls of the castle in the early morning. The sky was just starting to give way to a lighter shade of gray at the horizon. "Where in the world could that woman be?"

"Princess Anna? What are you doing up so early? And on your birthday?" Helga asked as she turned the corner that led into the hall Anna was in.

"Oh Helga! Have you seen Elsa? I can't find her anywhere!"

"She went to the stables a little earlier my dear. Happy birthday." She gave a rough smile from the strain of carrying the heavy basket piled high with clean linen to be sent to the Great Hall for Anna's twentieth birthday dinner.

"Thank you. Here let me help you."

"No, no, you go run along while you're young missy." She began to walk away unrelenting.

"Oh Helga, let me help you, "while I'm young"." Anna went and forcefully grabbed the basket from the shorter woman's arms and as they walked to the Great Hall Helga failed miserably at trying to scold Anna for helping someone in need.

"Kristoff?" Elsa asked roaming the sweet smelling stables, the hay nice and fresh. "I'm h-WHOA!" A stable door flashed opened to her right with a tall, burly man jumping boisterously out to surprise the queen who fell over. He wasn't that great at judging distance by sound and accidentally knocked her down.

"Oh shoot! I'm so sorry Elsa!" Sven gleefully neighed in laughter, prancing in his stall across the way on Elsa's left. Kristoff immediately bent over and simply dead lifted the queen to her feet and smacked off the hay that clung to her dress and she combed away the pieces stuck in her hair. "I'm such an idiot. This isn't how I needed today to start out." His voice deepening with gloom.

"I'm okay Kristoff. I'm fine. Just next time, jump out sooner." Elsa laughed at her advice while Kristoff face palmed himself repeatedly. "Oh stop that." She grabbed at his wrist jerking it away from his reddened forehead.

"Now, what did you want to talk to me about?" She asked letting go of his wrist.

"Well..." Now his whole face blossomed into a deep shade of red, and he walked over to Sven's saddle hanging beside the reindeer's stall and dug into a pocket for a tiny box, and while intensely looking at it he went on saying, "I figure this way, it'll make it harder for you to say no." Then he turned around and faced her, closing his right hand around the box tightly making his knuckles turn white. Her brows were cocked in confusion and she felt heat begin to come off her face. His breath caught in his throat and his heart hammered in his chest.

He then dawdled back over to her and reached for her right hand with his left and placed the box in it, and kept his hand over it while she held it. Their faces were in a death match in who could be more on fire.

"Kristoff?" Her voice dwindled into a whisper.

"Elsa?" He took a big breath in through his nose and exhaled through his mouth, only for it to barely make his knees stop shaking, his nerves all still frenzied. "Elsa, will you... Give me your blessing to marry Anna." He then opened the box and in it held a marvelous diamond ring, reflecting the warm glow of all the lanterns illuminating the stables.

"Oh thank Odin above!" Elsa exclaimed in utter relief raising a hand to wipe away the thin layer of anxious sweat from her forehead.

"Tha-Wait, what?" He started excitedly, but then not so much.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought you were proposing to me!"

"What?! What gave you that idea?!" He yelled snapping the box shut and snatching it back close to his chest.

"Maybe presenting me with a ring and how you said it would make it harder to say no to!" Elsa defended herself, her heart beginning to beat normal again.

"Oh gods Elsa. I'm so sorry. God, I'm still an idiot!" He threw his arms up and turning away in shame and sheer embarrassment.

"The future prince of Arendelle shouldn't go calling himself an idiot." Elsa stated with a warm smile stamped to her face.

"Oh now what are you talking about?"

Elsa playfully rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her and leaned to the side and thought, 'This guy can't take a hint. No wonder it took him two years to propose.' "You."

He turned on his heel sharply. "Me?" His eyes widened and his pupils dilated into giant black ponds.

"Yes." She said smiling again.

"Ha!" He cried out with a beaming grin and rushed back over to her and picked her up in a bear hug. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He praised while spinning them around in circles, but then remembered himself a little too late as he lowered her back down dizzily.

Elsa chuckled at his excitement as he spun around in the opposite way to gain his balance back. "You're welcome."

"But, wait. Would I really be a prince?"

"It's up to the presiding monarch to decide and so yes; I will bestow the title of prince upon you when you wed my sister."

"But, I don't think I deserve it. I mean my knighthood already feels too much already."

"That just proves how worthy you are of both the title of knight and of prince. My father used to tell me that power should be given to those who don't want it."

"Why?"

"Because they won't abuse it. They know it's more intoxicating than wine and try so they spend their whole lives drinking only water. That was my father's answer when I asked why, and also for when he had me start drinking wine." Elsa chuckled at the humor Kristoff couldn't grasp.

'A queen must keep a level head just like her king, even after a night of party and drink.' The king said as Elsa tried to scrape the taste of the wine off her tongue.

'But it tastes so gross!' Elsa objected.

'You're just too young to really enjoy it. When I was your age my mother told me to pretend it was grape juice. When you grow older you won't have to pretend anymore. That's just how some things work.'

'Try it again, only take a small sip. Yes, that's it. No need to guzzle the whole thing at once.' He smiled warmly towards his ten year old daughter.

'Does Anna have to drink wine too?'

'Oh heaven's no! She'd down the whole glass and would hiccup for at least an hour!' Her mothered laughed deep from her belly as she took her daughter's cup and her husband refilled it as well as her own and his. She returned it back to Elsa and then her and her husband lifted their cups for Elsa to follow suit.

'To the future.' He toasted and then took a sip, as well did the queen, and as well did Elsa.

"Elsa!" Kristoff shouted this time, and grabbed hold of her shoulders and shook her gently. She shook her head escaping her memory.

"I'm sorry. I got lost... Um. It was just that my parents had me start drinking at a young age, so that I could learn how to act poised even if I was sloshed."

"Oh." Kristoff lifted his hands away from her, the ring still in his right hand. He went to put it back in Sven's saddle. "I'm just still not so sure about this whole prince thing."

"Well, unless you're planning on overthrowing me, you won't be becoming a king all of a sudden." Elsa jested.

"No! No of course not." He took it literally, like he did everything.

"But, if something happens-"

"Nothing is ever going to happen. You have my word as your knight in shining armor." He beamed warmly, hoping she'll appreciate his joke, but speaking much too soon.

"I was going to say, if you end up divorcing Anna then your title would be stripped, and you would only be a knight again. But way to jump ahead there." She lightly jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow. "That's very sweet of you."

Her smiled faded afterwards when she realized she still had something left to add. "But, if you ever hurt my little sister. In any way," She began to creep towards him, her voice growing more ruthless with every word. "Physically, mentally, emotionally?" She raised her hand making icicles shoot from the ground surrounding Kristoff, poking him in the back as they still grew when he tried to continue backing away from the threatening queen. He soon felt one tickle the back of his neck and then he lowered his eyes to see icicle growing towards his throat.

"Your death will be very slow and very painful."

"I-I understand."

"Great!" She yelled joyfully, her face lifting in an innocent smile and she lowered her hand back to her side quickly, making the ice shrink and go back into the ground, no trace of it what so ever.

"Oh there you are!" Anna came jogging over. Elsa was quite good at picking up the sound of her sister's pounding feet from fifty yards away.

"You promised you'd eat at the bakery with me before you had to go to that important meeting! Oh hi Kristoff!" She came in and continued jogging over to her boyfriend and placed a quick kiss on his lips, but he was still getting over the death threat just placed over him to kiss back. "Are you okay?" She asked worried and then pulled away completely. "You two aren't fighting are you? You can't fight on my birthday."

"We weren't fighting Anna. This was my important meeting. It got bumped up in schedule when I thought I had enough time before hand so we could eat longer."

"Awww." Anna rushed over to hug her sister tight.

"Happy birthday my love."

"Thank you!" She pulled away, but slipped her hand into her sister's to stay in contact with her. "What were you two meeting about?"

"Well, it was an emergency, and he needed me right away." Elsa half lied.

"What for? What's wrong honey?" The two girls looked at him, Anna worried, and Elsa optically begging for him to come up with a reason, anything but the truth.

"Uh, nothing's wrong! It's all okay now. It wasn't that much of an emergency. You two go enjoy your breakfast. I've gotta wash up Sven. He got into the pig pen again." He said pointing his thumb over his not so trusty steed who averted his eyes from everyone's disapproving stares.

"Well okay then, see you later! Come on Elsa!" Anna dragged her reluctant sister into a jog. Kristoff watched them shrink away smiling, then his brows fell sharply and he looked back over at Sven.

"The pigs again? Really? Do you know how hard it is to clean you? I don't want to keep you locked in here all night like some wild animal!" Sven snorted in protest.

Back to out in the fields outside the castle: "They just opened an hour ago! They probably don't have that much out yet!" Elsa said in hopes it would slow them down.

"I had them make something special for you! We've gotta get there before it gets too cold!" Anna cheerfully spoke as she led them to where a carriage was waiting for them in front of the gates.

"Anna, it's your birthday. You get presents, not me!"

"Yes, it is my birthday and that means I can give presents if I want to!" She laughed into the chilly fall air. The smell of burning wood and dried leaves sticking to their clothes as they continued jogging in the dark.