The car came to a halt in front of the small townhouse, Ann hopped out of the passenger side excitedly. From the drivers side Elsa rounded the car standing by her wife. Against Anna's hair line she asked, "Do you think he will like it?"

"I'm sure he will," the redhead replied in an attempt to ease Elsa's woes.

Opening the back door a little boy stepped out nervously carrying a small suitcase, and a stuffed reindeer tucked under his arm. His eyes drank in every sight of his new home and new family. He liked the two women very during the interview, saw how much they loved each other, and would make the perfect family for someone. Though Olaf never thought they would adopt him. Most parents or happy couples who met thought he was too hyper for them, or when he toned it down they didn't like how quite he acted. With Elsa and Anna he felt being comfortable with them Anna was just lovable and hyper like him, and Elsa was a nervous quite mouse, yet the two completed each other. The only reason he even felt uneasy was if he didn't belong with the pair, or if they turned out not to like after a few days like some of his past adoptive parents had.

The two woman exchanged worried glances wondering why Olaf stood there unmoving staring off into space. Elsa walked over bending down to his level she asked, "Is everything alright?"

He smiled lightly, until finally hugging her, "Nope, can we go inside?"

Standing up Elsa offered her hand, "Sure, it's your home too you know."

Anna took lead. "Okay, this is the foyer where you take your coat and shoes off. Over there is the living room the couch is super comfy and during movies nights it's great for cuddling and snuggling next to the one you love. The room down the hall is the kitchen where Elsa makes the best waffles ever, and sandwiches, and amazing dinners. Don't ask me to cook 'cause the last time I burnt toast. Further down the hall is the spare bathroom, and the door leads to outside where we have big backyard. We have a basement as well, but all that's down is washer and dryer. Elsa wants to turn it into an art studio I would rather have a game room."

"It's still in discussion what exactly we will do with it, so don't worry about it," the blonde added.

Coming to a halt at the staircase, "If you head up stairs we will commence with the rest of the tour." Doing as instructed Olaf went up the stairs where he came to a small hall.

At the end of the hall Elsa directed the kids attention. "This is our room, the only rule we have is to knock if it's closed," Elsa informed. "The primary bathroom, and one last closet."

"Thus concludes our tour." A moment of silence loomed over them. Olaf didn't want to say another, but he wondered if there was a room for him. His eyes flickered to the last door neither of them pointed to. The pair exchanged soulful looks, "There's only one room left, but before you can see it you need to close your eyes."

Olaf closed his eyes unsure what to expect. Leading Olaf to the final room by his hand Anna made the little guy didn't peak while Elsa guided him to the surprise. Stopping in front of a door grasping the doorknob she continued to lead the boy further. "Now I know it's not much, but it's all yours," Elsa voiced, biting her bottom lip nervously.

"Are you ready to see your surprise?" Anna inquired just as excited as the kid.

"Yes!"

"Alright Olaf you can open your eyes."

Olaf did and his sky blue eyes light up seeing room. A bed sat against a wall, Olaf walked over skimming his hand along the bookshelf already filled with several books. Passing it his eyes found a hand painted mural of a magical winter land like the one talked about with the pair. Glancing back at the two woman uncertainty in his light blue eyes. "Is this all mine?"

"Yeah, is something wrong, sweetie?"

"No, everything is perfect." Seating his stuffed reindeer on the bed Olaf turned, "I just never had one before."

Perplexed Anna inquired, "What a room?"

Olaf shook his head, "No a bed of my own."

Anna and Elsa looked at him with remorseful glances hearing Olaf say that. Striding over the redhead took a seat beside him ruffling his charcoal locks. "This your home now Olaf."

Elsa agreed adding, "If you anything you need just ask. We want you to be as comfortable as possible."

"How do feel about ice-cream sundaes?" Anna asked offering her hand.

Olaf placed his in her and excitedly jumped from the bed, "I love ice-cream!"

Once in the kitchen Elsa got out everything she thought pair would need. The three essential flavors of vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. Chocolate syrup, whipped cream, sprinkles, cherries, and a banana. Anna and Olaf skidded to a halt in the kitchen. The spunky redhead gave her wife a quick kiss. "Everything looks great, Snowflake!"

"Thanks, I didn't pick up any cookies there's enough sugar to last you a lifetime."

"That's fine I would like to avoid another stomach like the last time we did this."

Quirking a brow Elsa responded matter o' fact, "If I recall correctly I told you not add everything including the kitchen sink, but did you listen? No, and you spent the whole next day in bed sick from all that chocolate."

Olaf laughed, and Anna's face turned a light shade of pink. "It was worth it," she defended, "Best sundae I ever had."

Pulling an ice-cream scooper from the drawer Elsa handed it to her wife. "Here before the ice-cream melts."

Anna gingerly placed the three scoops into the glass bowl covering the banana. Allowing Olaf to add the chocolate syrup he couldn't wait to eat it. "Alright Olaf this sundae is almost done it just needs one thing before the final cherry and that is a mountain of whipped topping. Grabbing the can and uncapping it Anna shook it off to the side.

Unknowingly her thumb pressed down on the nozzle spraying the person in her line of fire. "Anna," a sweet voice tickled her ear.

The redhead gulped knowing that awful insidious and vengeful tone anywhere. Afraid to glanced up she asked, "Yes, dear?"

"Why don't you look up and see what you did?" Hearing Olaf laugh beside her Anna took the chance seeing the mess she created. She manged to get some on Elsa's face, clothing, and in her hair. "Do, you have anything you like to say?" Elsa inquired stern, but even she tried not laugh.

A coy smile flitted on Anna's face as she grabbed a cherry from the jar placing it on top of the mound of topping sitting on Elsa's head. "Yes, the sundae is now complete."

Without saying a word the blonde grabbed the chocolate syrup, and proceeded to pour said item on Anna. "I think you forgot something, dear," she winked.

"Olaf, go in the fridge in get the other can. If it's a war she wants, then it's a war she will get." Ammo in hand Anna pointed at the enemy. "Charge," she shouted. Both failed to in account their cans were empty. Pausing Anna glanced at Olaf and dramatically said, "Because I love you I suggest you run. I'll sacrifice myself for your safely."

Elsa approached, but instead of finishing the job she held her hand out. "I'm calling a truce, before the true causality know as the ice-cream melts."

Anna agreed, "Fine, we'll call a truce. Do I need to sign a treaty?"

Rolling her eyes Elsa leaned forward planting a kiss her wife's lips. "Consider that your treaty."

"Hey, Olaf the war is over you can come and enjoyed the fruits of our labor." Going to grab the sundae shock coated her features. "Hey, where did it go?"

Coming from around the corner Elsa covered her mouth to conceal the laugh as she noticed how messy Olaf's face was. "I think I found where it disappeared to."

A mix of chocolate, strawberry ice-cream, and whipped topping covered his mouth, cheeks and chin. "Um sorry, it tasted it really good though." Olaf figured the pair would be mad at him, he slowly put the half eaten bowl back on the table and back away.

Elsa had seen that look before knowing it all too well as sign he had been abused probably emotional in the past. "No, you're fine," Elsa assured him.

Anna jumped in. "That's what it was for to be eaten, but next time make sure you most of it in your mouth," she teased. Ruffling up his hair she added, "How we get you cleaned up, we don't you want you sleeping in your new bed dirty."

"Okay," he nodded following his new mom towards the bathroom. A small smile graced his lips happy this was new home and loving family.

Later evening Elsa sat in bed reading a book. Her wife slide next to her resting her head upon the blonde's shoulder. Smirking Elsa closed her book, removing her glasses, and began stroking Anna's hair. Groggily Anna asked, "Do you think he had fun?"

"Well, judging from the mess we made all over us and the kitchen. I would deem it as a success."

Anna slid under the covers, "We'll clean it up first thing tomorrow."

Following her lead Elsa wrapped her arms around her wife's waist she pulled Anna into her. Cold breath tickled her ear asking, "Did you see the way his eyes light up though? I thought the little guy was about to burst when we told him the room is his."

"I know they kind of reminded me of yours when you get excited," Anna giggled.

"I noticed, but his vibrant personality is like yours. A ray of sunshine in a dark abyss." Sharing one last kiss, the pair settled into bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Red numbers on a clock read one in the morning and both were sound asleep. The door creaked opened softly and the pitter patter of little feet walked across the floor. Reaching the bed Olaf gently patted the first person he could. Noticing the wild red hair of Anna he whispered, "Anna, mom."

Anna grunted mumbling something about sloths before

Opening an eye Elsa noticed Olaf. "Hey, sweetie, what's the matter?"

"I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you guys?"

"Sure, come to the other side."

Olaf nodded walking to the other side of the bed while Elsa slipped out her arms out from underneath Anna. Lifting up the covers inviting the little boy beside her. Sliding in beside Elsa he snuggled underneath the warm blankets. Brushing her lips against his forehead she bade him, "Night and sweet dreams Olaf."

"Good night mom, and thank you for everything," he whispered before lulling to sleep.

A/N: Wow, I'm so behind and super late, but I am finishing this thing. Changed the title as well figured it sounded it better and sort of different. Though it would nice for these two to adopted a kid. God, this is one of most cheesiest things I ever written.