Okay, now to explain. *Sighs* Okay. I'm ready. SOOOO… mysterious Guest person who reviewed me, yes, I should have put a Prologue, but I didn't. This is because every other chapter, (The even ones. Ya Know, 2, 4, 6, 8…) is going to be a flashback. That means that you don't start right away with all the info you need to understand why things are happening. So you're in the dark like Anna. However, you, unlike Anna, will slowly be understanding why these things happened. So, you will be sympathizing with Anna, (who knows nothing,) and Kristoff, (who knows everything). Kinda like an episode of Once Upon A Time… But enough of me! Onto Chapter 2!
Anna couldn't have been happier.
Sighing sleepily, she wrapped Kristoff's arms tighter around her and stretched her toes forward towards the fireplace. Slowly, Anna blinked her eyes open.
"Morning Feistypants." Anna smiled and nuzzled closer to Kristoff until she could hear his heart beating. "Ack!" Kristoff playfully groaned as Anna's hair attacked him. "Bedhead!"
"Sorry." Anna mumbled, but didn't make a move to fix it.
Gradually, Anna's memories fought through sleep. It had been three years since Elsa had opened her door, and her heart, back up. Elsa and Anna had mended their sisterly bond, Anna and Kristoff had been taking their relationship nice and slow, and through Anna's assistance, Elsa and Kristoff seemed to be getting along better. So what if Kristoff was terrified that he'd be turned into an ice pop? They were getting along better.
Speaking of which, it was Elsa who knocked on the door.
Kristoff answered it, and then probably wished that Anna had opened the door. Taking one quick look at her sister on the floor in her nightgown and Kristoff being the only other person in the room, Elsa's eyes narrowed at Kristoff, who shook his head furiously.
Not convinced, Elsa briskly walked over to Anna. Kneeling down, Elsa raised one eyebrow.
"Relax, Elsa." Anna yawned. "We didn't do anything." Seeming satisfied, Elsa stood up, but Anna wasn't finished. Glancing at a blushing Kristoff, who was frantically giving her the kill gesture as not to go on, Anna grinned evilly and added, "Yet."
Elsa stopped mid stride. Kristoff hung his head. It was over. He was dead. Elsa sighed and covered her face with her hand. Anna waited a few moments, ready to spring in front of Elsa, giving her pleading looks and promised not to do anything without her permission, which of course Elsa wouldn't believe, but would walk out of the room without leaving a Kristoff-sized ice block behind.
This time though, all Elsa said was, "We're all wanted in the conference room in ten minutes."
"Me too?" Kristoff asked, surprised. Elsa glared at him, and Kristoff ducked his head, refusing to make eye contact with the Snow Queen.
"Yes. Because anything that's said in the meeting would be transferred to you through a certain princess who shall go unnamed anyway." Anna giggled at her sister's words. It was totally true. Kristoff knew it too, and ran a hand through his hair, embarrassed.
"And." Elsa added, with an ominous tone. "Because it's about Hans."
Ah, the Kristoff interaction with Elsa awkwardness. So much fun to write about.