Meeting the Boys
"Is it recording?" the tall blonde guy who was sitting next to me asked as I sat down next to him, answering it was, and then I looked towards the rolling camera and started talking.
"Hello, my fellow viewers! Elsa here and today we have special guest" I started "This is Anna's boyfriend Kristoff, and today, he's going to do my make-up" I said introducing him. 3 years passed since our parent's passed away. Anna and I managed to pull it through. The judge decided that Anna was going to be under my custody until she managed to become self-sufficient, so now we were living together on our own… with our white kitten Olaf, we got him a few weeks ago. I was going to get my degree by the end of the year and my internship was going great. Anna had started college this year and it was there that she met Kristoff, she is a freshman in Performing Arts and he is a junior in Biology on the same campus. Kistoff is very tall, with a stocky built, has sandy blonde hair and sweet brown eyes. I really like Kristoff, even though I am 'mean' to him sometimes when I play Protective-Big-Sister, but he is very sweet and caring with Anna not to mention that he loves pets. In fact he had a huge dog named Sven, for whom Kristoff actually speaks for… when talking about weird.
"The bag is right on your left" I told Kristoff.
"It's a bag?" he said.
"It's a bag of make-up"
"I comes in bags?" he said taking the bag and looking at it weirdly.
"Coming in what exactly?" I said looking at him weirdly "The Make-Up Stork?"
"The Make-Up Stork! Yes!" he said in agreement.
"Anyway… tell the viewers what we're doing and whose idea this was" I said
"This was your idea" he answered.
"This was your idea"
"This was Anna's idea!"
"Anna!" I called turning around towards the closed door of my room, hearing her faint 'yeah?' from behind the door "Was the make-up thing your idea?"
"Yes, it was" I heard her answer proudly "It was Anna's idea" I confirmed to the camera.
"See?" Kristoff said smiling.
"Anyway…" I continued putting my platinum blonde hair in a braid "Today we're doing the My Boyfriend Does My Make-Up Tag, but since I do not have a boyfriend, I'm borrowing my sister's, so Kristoff, will do my make-up"
"Yeah, it was lie" Kristoff started "Anna came up with this and was like 'Kristoff, Elsa! You guys should do it!' And you were really pumped about it for like... until 5 minutes ago, then you were like 'No! Not the camera!'"
"Oh, yeah sure, make this about me, right?" I said
"Yes" he answered "I'm just afraid that if this gets out I won't be able to go in my make-up artist school… 'cause;;; you know I have dreams, Elsa" he said. I shook my head.
"Just tell the viewers what you're putting on my face, since you're such an experienced artist, and then… use it! Go for it" I said. Kristoff picked up the first item and then looked towards the camera.
"This is Oleh.. it's a moisturizer and it's Spanish… for when you're celebrating… OLEH!" he said snapping his fingers, then he proceeded to put it on his hands and was about to put it on my face.
"Did you wash your hands?" I asked him, stopping him.
"That's not important" he said and started putting the moisture on my face. We both started chuckling as he started 'working' "This is just so weird for everyone involved" Kristoff commented as his huge hands went all over my face to cover it with the moisturizer. Between giggles I tried to say something but it came out muffled as Kristoff went over my mouth to cover my lips with moisturizer.
"Shh… don't struggle" Kristoff said chuckling.
"I'm not struggling!" I said laughing. Then he started rubbing his hands up and down repeatedly, squishing my nose every time he did so, until he was finally done.
"Okay, do you feel moist?" he said.
"I feel violated!" I answered laughing.
"Perfect! Moving on" then he took the next thing in the bag "So…I've heard the word 'foundation' so I suppose this goes first, because… when you're building a house… foundations go first" he explained as he put the liquid foundation on his hand and started rubbing it on my cheek with his fingers.
"Why are you going on one cheek?" I said
"I'm going one cheek at a time! Geez, Elsa!" he said putting more on the other cheek, soon he started putting it all over my face "Liquid Foundation… it could be a cool band name" he commented. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"And Anna dates you… I'd like to know what she sees in you" I said.
"My awesomeness, love…" he said rubbing the foundation on my face just above my top lip "You look like a little foundation Hitler" he said as he finished the job. He put the foundation back and looked through the bag… recognizing only the eyeliner, asking me if it went on first, which it didn't. When I asked him if he wanted to use any blush, his eyes lit up.
"Blush" he confirmed happily and… taking the wrong box.
"That's not blush-"
"You're not blush!" he said reading the pallet. When he took the right one, he did not spare me with his goofyness. "Michelangelo had the brush… William Shakespeare had the pen… Pascal had his test tube kit… Kristoff Bjorman has blush brush" he said putting the blush on the brush "I am a master! Let the master do his work" he said and then he delicately started putting the blush on my face, which actually surprised me.
"Wow, you're very light on this" I commented. Kristoff stopped a moment chuckling.
"What?" he said pretending to go hard with the brush for a moment "What were you expecting?" he said as we laughed and continued working "Look how rosy those little cheeks are!" he said in his best gay voice "So roooozey!" as he was done he put the blush back and took out something else "I'm gonna put eye-shadow on you… but I don't know if mascara goes first or last…" he said
"I'm really excited for you to guess…" I said.
"I think it's last… I don't know the order of operation!" he said looking through the bag.
"That is… so clear to me" I commented.
"Shut up!" he said "Oh, there you go!" he said as he found something " Primer Eye Foundation for your eyelids, right?" he said looking at me. I looked back shocked "Right?!"
"What the heck, Kristoff…?!"
"What?!"
"Why do you know?!" Kristoff laughed.
"Because I have half a brain!" he answered. I rolled my eyes "And because I need to apply to my make-up artist school. Now close your eyeballs- eyelids" he said as he put the foundation on my eyelids "Optimus Primer! That's how they should have called this!" Kristoff said as he was done "Geez, you need new park in marketing, people!"
" 'Park in marketing' ?"
"Park in- shut up!" he said as we chuckled "Do you want the naked eye-shadow?" he asked me.
"It's up to you, you decide" I told him, as he looked at the flesh toned eye-shadow.
"Nah… this is a little too boring of a pallet, I want you to look like a peacock" he decided and got a way too colorful pallet.
"The only reason why this pallet exists is because I was in a play called 'The Snow Queen'… which ironically I played… and I needed a very visible blue eye-shadow… except for the light purple one I don't use it… like ever" I explained towards the camera.
"You're about to! You're about to look fierce!" Kristoff said jokingly. Then as he looked in the bag, he found something that he took out looking utterly mortified, making me crack up "What is this?" he said looking at the small stick with cotton three small cotton blocks skewered on it "It looks like some sort of horrible medieval tampon, or something" Kristoff said with terrified wide eyes.
"It's an experiment" I said laughing. He looked even more mortified.
"Voodoo doll…" he muttered putting it back "Why do you have taffies in here?!" he exclaimed making me laugh even more as he took out the sweet. "What am I supposed to do with salt water and taffies, Elsa?!" I couldn't answer for how hard I was laughing "You know what? It's time for a snack break, you asked for this!" he said unwrapping the candy and popping it in his mouth "Mmm… yes!... It tastes like… foundation" he said a little disgusted "No really, it doesn't taste that good"
"Sorry" I said laughing.
"I think it was supposed to be candy corn flavoured, but… anyway it's time to put the eye-shadow on the applicator"
"On the brush"
"Applicator"
"Yeah, eye-shadow brush-"
"Applicator"
"What- stop correcting me and knowing more things than me!" I complained
"Whatever. Let's start with the yellow pallet" he said
"That's green" I said, he looked at it puzzled.
"That's yellow!" he countered.
"Light green" I said.
"A Kristruce" he decided.
" A 'Kris-truce'?" I said, in the end he put the brush on the other colorful pallet and went for a bright green and started to awkwardly put it on my eye-lid.
"Oh, no! No! I made a mistake!" he said laughing, but going back to the eyes.
"Just keep going…" I said resigned, but with a smile.
"No, it's bad!" he said laughing like crazy, I looked towards the mirror only caught a glance before he pulled me away laughing "No! Don't look! It looks like I hit you!" he said
"Just get the other eye" I said laughing. But he started rubbing his finger on the corner of my eye to get the smudge away, wanting it to disappear, then he did something that made me jump away. "NO! Don't lick your finger!" I said but he started rubbing it on my face "Geez! What are you? My mom?"
"Maybe…" he said
"Ew…" I complained as he was done rubbing the eye-shadow off and going in for the other.
"You look like a peacock!" Kristoff said as he was done "Just like my imagination said!" then he looked at me and started rubbing his thumb on my head "You have ye-shadow on your forehead" he explained, and then went back to the other smudge.
"Let it go, Kristoff!" I said "Nothing is going to happen" He mumbled something back but went on, putting some dark blue on my eyelid. After that he got the eyeliner and started doing the eyeliner, first eye, was oaky, but then…
"Oh, shoot…" he said
"That's nice to hear" I said, then when I opened my eyes he looked at me weirdly…
"Okay… uhm… I may have used the fat part… on this one though, not on both" he said pointing at my eyes, so we decided to even it, but I couldn't help but giggle at him "Don't laugh! You're gonna make it worse!" he said, then he did my lower eyelids. When he was done, he looked at me weirdly "You look like Johnny Depp from Pirates of the Carabineers" he commented, laughing along with me. Next came mascara. Kristoff immediately started putting it carefully on my eyelashes.
"Look at you…" Kristoff said
"I'd rather not" I answered.
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea" he replied. Silence "I don't even know why you two have mascara. You and your sister have really long eyelashes" he noted "So beautiful"
"Thank you" I said.
"So beautiful eyelashes… so eyelashy…"
"Why are you being creepy?" I said.
"It's funny that, eyelashes are meant to prevent stuff from getting into your eye, and yet, to make it look better… you probably get more things in your eyes doing them"
"Yeah- ow!"
"Did I get you?"
"Yeah"
"Sorry" Silence, and Kristoff started doing my lower eyelashes.
"How do you feel about your day? You think you did a pretty good job?"
"No…" he commented making us chuckle "In fact I think I pretty much screwed up my day… I really hope you're planning to get into Clown Academy" he added as he was done.
"I was, actually! So that's the good news" I replied then I looked for what he was looking for "Oh no…"
"Oh, yes!"
"I just finished the other one, so I only have one lipstick and it takes forever to get off!" I complained.
"It's my day, Sweetheart!" Kristoff said opening it up and twisting it up a bit "Now look at me and fall for my charms" he said making a kissing sound. I rolled my eyes and got positioned myself so that he could put lipstick on my lips, placing a hand on the side of my face to help himself "Things I'm not sure about… putting lipstick" he said "Wow, that's pink!" he commented "That's really pink"
"I used it to play a villain for a high school musical!" I complained. As soon as Kristoff was done I rubbed my lips together to even everything out. Considering the look on Kristoff's face, it wasn't good, but we were done. "Now we're going to look in the mirror" I said looking towards the camera, then I looked into the mirror… my eyes widen.
"Wow, Kristoff!" I commented "I look… uhm… kind of like a hooker"
"Like a prostitute! That's what I was going to say!" he agreed.
"And for that I say: thank you" Silence. Kristoff and I looked at each other.
"I always wanted to date someone with hooker for a sister" he added "ANNA!" he called and a few seconds later Anna came into the room. "What do you think of my work of art?" he asked and in that moment I turned around looking at her. Anna's jaw dropped to the floor in utter bewilderment.
"Wow, Kristoff!" Anna said "Elsa, you look… uhm…"
"Like a hooker?" I suggested.
"Exactly!" Anna agreed, laughing like crazy "Oh, my God! I'll never be able to get this image out of my head!" she said going out of the room, leaving us to finish the video.
"I'm usually fine when you… melt a little and kiss me on the cheek" Kristoff said putting an arm around my waist as I put mine around his shoulders "But I'd prefer you didn't do that in fear of getting that on my cheek" he added "Anna might get the wrong idea" I gave him a mischievous look and got closer pretending to try kissing him.
"Come here!" I said doing kissing noises as he leaned back.
"No! Please!" he begged, and laughing I let go of him.
"Come on, you almost did it" I said rubbing his arm.
"I did" he countered.
"You almost did it" Kristoff looked at me for a moment and moved a strand of my hair out of my face.
"I mean- it's not that bad" he said. I gave him a look " Look!" he said motioning to the mirror.
"Whatever" I looked toward the camera and put an arm around Kristoff's shoulders "This is Anna's boyfriend Kristoff, make-up artist extraordinaire, this is my face" I said motioning to my face "Post…"
"I'm ashamed of what I've just done" Kristoff said "I feel like I should pay someone for war crimes or something"
"Yeah, probably" Silence, I gave Kristoff my mischievous look again "A kiss on the cheek! Let me give you a kiss on the cheek!" I said getting closer to him as he moved back.
"Stop it! Go away! ANNAA!" and that was when I cut the ending short in the editing. But as I edited, between laughs, with Anna and Kristoff, I also added (for Anna's happiness) what had happened five minutes earlier. The video was taken by Anna. It showed me lying on the couch with the book I was reading on my chest, as Anna mercilessly filmed me.
"I'm going to film you until: You-Get-In-Your-Room-With-Kristoff." she said.
"That sounded so bad…" Kristoff commented in the background
"Stop it" I said glaring at her "I feel uncomfortable"
"That's irrelevant" Anna said
"I'm gonna cry"
"That's good" on the next cut, I was still lying on the couch placing a hand on the camera to shoo Anna away "ELSA!' she complained "GO IN YOUR- You wanted to film this! You wanted to film this!" Anna said.
"You did" Kristoff said in the background.
"I need to be in the mood…" I said as Anna started patting my head randomly "I'm not in the mood for- ow! Especially when you poke my eye" I complained.
"Are you in the mood now?" she said.
"Alright! Fine! Let's do this thing" I said "Let's do this, Judas! I'm pumped! I'm ready! Make-up!" and with a final cut showing me winking at the camera we decided to end the video. When we decided to go out that night, after I got that hooker-like make up off my face, let's just say that… I had finally learned the hard way, how a small distraction can turn a wonderful day, into a tragedy.
As soon as we got out of the house, as usual I started vlogging talking about what we were going to do, filming our trio night out, telling viewers how nice Anna and Kristoff were by not making me feel like the third wheel when the three of us went out.
We had decided to go to the movies to see the Minions, since Anna and I love the Minions, and Kristoff tagged along with us. As we were done watching the movie, we weren't ecstatic about it, but it was cute. When we got out of the movie theatre, it was very dark outside. The parking spots next to the sidewalks were packed. Kristoff was the first to cross the street and get to the car, since Anna stopped to wait for me while I tied my shoelace. Anna was about to cross the street before I was, but the only space to get through was between a car and a dumpster, which I wonder: who is the freaking idiot who parks on the cross walk and the titan of thought who placed two dumpsters there.
When Anna crossed the street, she was still talking towards me, but my attention was caught by the car that was coming our way.
"ANNA! LOOK OUT!" I shouted and at the last second Anna saw the car, I pushed her out of the way.
I never felt so much pain in my life. My leg was killing me and I felt blood on my arm and the side of my face, when I hit the hard ground. The last memories I have of the accident were flying over the car which immediately stopped. Anna's cry, calling my name, holding my face in her hands, Kristoff yelling at someone as my eyesight darkened. My last memory is two terrified emerald green eyes calling for an ambulance.
And there goes Episode 3! Poor Elsa! What did you think about this? What will happen? I wonder who is this emerald green eyed stranger? ;-)
We'll see more of him in the next episode! Then We'll get some real Helsa!
See you next episode! ;-)
