Disclaimer: They belong to my favorite mouse and the Disney Co.

Author's Note: The one thing I think Michael Eisner should have been pecked to death by the crows from Dumbo for was the straight to video sequels to classic Disney films. Here's hoping they leave Frozen alone, or if they have to at least make it a cinematic sequel. I will continue to pretend that Cinderella III: A Twist in Time does not exist like all the other craptastic sequels. Keeping my collection pure people.

Author's Note II: All grammatical errors in this story are done deliberately. I'm trying to channel the mind of a five year old. The grammar is to reflect that.

The Conundrums Faced by a Five Year Old Princess

By

Rogue Amazon Boo

Certain things were important to a five year old.

Mom and Dad, and hugs, and playing, and puppies, and snow, and dandelions…these are just some of them.

Big sisters were another.

Anna was perplexed. She sat in the portrait gallery in deep, deep thought and stared hard at Joan. She tried not to fidget too much cause she knew that when you were thinking you had to remain perfectly still. That's what her daddy did.

Elsa was sooooooooooooooooo much better at being still than she was. She sighed. She missed Elsa. This was why she was in the portrait gallery deep in thought. She was trying to figure out why her big sister wouldn't play with her anymore.

They use to have so much fun together. She remembered playing in the snow and building snowmen and sledding and jumping into snow drifts. She had a lot of memories of snow and Elsa. She sighed in the way only five year old girls can, with her whole body.

If she could just figure out what she did to make Elsa go away then maybe she could fix it and her sister wouldn't not want to play with her anymore and she would come back! She just wanted Elsa to come back.

Anna felt like crying, but she sucked it up. She thought maybe that was why Elsa had gone away. She thought maybe she just wasn't grown up enough for her. After all she was eight years old! That was practically an adult! She got to read the big girl books in the library. She had been getting pretty good at reading them too!

Anna remembered when Elsa would sit on the big cushions and let her snuggle up against her while she carefully read to her from the big girl books. Sometimes she would even help Anna sound out some of the bigger words.

Anna adored her big sister. She was so pretty and smart and fun and why didn't she like her anymore? She would give anything to fix it…even her new favorite doll her mom had just got her. The doll was from one of the stories Elsa use to read. It was called Cinderella by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. Elsa would even read her the scary parts, the parts that her Mom always skipped over.

She frowned and thought and thought and thought…and came up with nothing. She needed Elsa's help. Her sister was smart; she would know how to…she sighed.

Anna was so lost in her head that she didn't hear her mom come in.

"Anna darling what's the matter?" She looked up and asked.

"Mama, why won't Elsa play with me anymore? Did I do something wrong?"

Her mom's face fell and Anna instantly felt bad. Her mom and dad didn't like to talk about why Elsa had gone away. It always made them sad. Anna just wanted to understand. She needed too. Her mom sighed, scooped her up, and placed her on her lap. Anna snuggled up against her and she brushed a stray curl off of her forehead.

"Sometimes darling, the people we love…well they have to go away sometimes. It won't be forever my sweet. You're sister, she is going to be Queen one day and she has a lot to learn. She just can't play with you like she use to"

Anna gave a dramatic sigh. "But I miss her mama. Doesn't she miss me?"

The Queen didn't know exactly what to say. She knew her eldest was trying to control her powers and she hated that they had to isolate her from Anna, but it was too hard for Elsa to stay in control around her sister. It didn't make the situation less heartbreaking.

"I'm sure Elsa misses you very much sweetie, and maybe someday she will be able to play with you again. It just can't happen right now."

Anna wasn't happy with her mom's answer, but she knew it was the only one she was going to get. Whatever was keeping Elsa away from her wouldn't last forever. Her mama and papa had both promised her that it wouldn't and she was five so she believed them.

It was what five year old little girls did after all.