Elsa and Anna stood awkwardly on the sidewalk in front of the Trading Post, neither knowing really what to say. Elsa cleared her throat, "Well...um, that was...a little weird, really, but certainly the most fun I've had in a long time. Thanks."

The redhead chuckled, shaking her head, "You really need to get out more," she replied. "Oh, and sorry about Oaken. I don't have any clue what that was about, but I've learned to just kind of go with it when it comes to him..."

Elsa smiled, "It's fine. Honestly...and, well, I thought the toast was...nice," she glanced at Anna with a quirked brow, "Or don't you believe in true love?" Elsa's tone of voice seemed to have changed slightly.

Anna's mouth went dry. Was Elsa asking a simple question or was she kinda sorta, in a roundabout way, maybe...flirting with her? Wishful thinking probably but Anna thought maybe she was-hoped maybe she was-and maybe, just maybe, two could play at that game. The redhead stuttered, blushing madly, "I-I...s-sure, I do." She swallowed hard, summoning her courage, "And, um," she cleared her throat, "I, uh, I believe in love-at-first-sight, too..." she added, trying to meet Elsa's eyes with as much intensity as she could muster after so large a meal and two shots of Oaken's terrible liquor.

'Wow, that was pathetic, even for me,' Anna mentally scolded herself.

True, it was not exactly a clever or particularly flirtatious response (even with the impressive eye contact) but she did not want to come on too strong, especially if Elsa had not meant anything by her original question. Elsa smiled nervously. Anna could not be sure, but she thought she saw a faint blush creeping across Elsa's pale cheeks as the now familiar awkward silence settled over the pair once again.

Sven whined, sitting between the two, his tail twitching back and forth. If dogs could roll their eyes, he surely would have. These girls clearly needed his help. Their embarrassingly clumsy attempts at flirting were taking entirely too long. Sven was impatient. He decided the best thing to do was to force things...just a little. He soon got an idea and began bouncing on the spot, tail wagging excitedly. The dog bolted around Elsa and back in the direction of the redhead, his leash jerking her harshly toward Anna.

Reacting quickly, Anna reached out, catching Elsa by her waist, "Woah! Elsa! Are you ok?" she asked, holding the girl steady, "Glad I caught you."

Elsa muttered her thanks, lifting her eyes to meet Anna's. The redhead was instantly aware of how close they were: Elsa's blue eyes gazing into hers, the girl's gloved hands clinging to her upper arms for support. A pleasant warmth pulsed through Anna's body as she tried to take a step back from the blonde in her arms, but thanks to a certain mutt, they were now tangled together. Anna felt awkward...and hot. Really hot. Her face was now bright red, heart pounding against her ribs, surely the blonde could hear it. Elsa was so close. So wonderfully, unbearably close.

Good boy, Sven.

Anna held Elsa's gaze for a few moments longer than she probably should have, enjoying the soft feel of the blonde's small waist. She wondered what Elsa was thinking, her eyes were unreadable, but the girl had made no effort to break the contact. Anna felt her eyes shift involuntarily lower, settling on the blonde's slightly parted lips.

A sudden need to taste those lips washed over the redhead. Anna shook her head slightly, trying to clear her mind. No. Elsa was not the kind of girl to kiss someone she had only just met...and neither was Anna, even though her libido was currently insisting otherwise.

Anna tried to break the tension with a laugh as she tore her eyes from Elsa's lips and began to untangle the two. She thought she saw a brief flicker of disappointment cross the blonde's faintly freckled face. Anna carefully freed Elsa and herself from Sven's leash, "That dog is going to be the death of me," she said smiling, taking a half-step back from the blonde beside her. Elsa giggled lightly in response.

Anna opened her mouth to ask if Elsa wanted to walk around the park for a while when Kristoff came jogging down the sidewalk. He halted a short distance from the girls and whistled sharply for Sven. The dog took off toward his master, taking Anna by surprise and forcing her to collide with an equally surprised Elsa. The girls crashed to the pavement, Anna's hand coming to rest dangerously high on Elsa's leg.

"Oh my God, Elsa! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt," she asked, quickly removing her hand, blushing furiously.

Elsa laughed as she stood up, rubbing her sore backside, "I'm fine," she chuckled, "but I think we may have lost Sven."

Anna picked herself up and hurriedly helped Elsa get back on her feet. Elsa was obviously amused, "This is definitely the most eventful day I can remember."

The blonde laughed as Kristoff and Sven joined them on the sidewalk, "Anna! Shit! Are you two ok? I did NOT think that would happen. I'm so sorry."

Anna groaned, "I should have known," she rolled her eyes at the bulky blonde man, "Elsa, let me introduce my,"

"Boyfriend?" Elsa interrupted, disappointment coloring her voice.

"Boyfr-," Anna almost agreed, before quickly catching herself. "Boyfriend? Him? No way!" Anna laughed, "Elsa, you're funny! This is my NOT boyfriend, Kristoff. He's my best friend, my roommate, my partner in crime, and really, really, REALLY not my boyfriend."

Elsa immediately perked up, taking Kristoff's offered hand and shaking it happily, "Kristoff," she greeted him, relief on her face, "I'm very pleased to meet you."

"Likewise," Kristoff responded, eyeing the blonde intently, his brow quirked slightly as he took note of her gloved hands. He turned to Anna, feeling the need to explain, "I just wanted to come get Sven so he wouldn't be in your way all afternoon..."

Anna chuckled, "Don't worry about it. Just, next time, try not to kill us in the process." She winked at the man, letting him know all was well.

Elsa enjoyed watching Anna and Kristoff talk and joke around like only close friends can, but she found herself feeling oddly left out now that he had arrived. She was just about to excuse herself to leave when Kristoff addressed her, "So...are you coming to the party tonight? You are, right?"

The blonde cringed a bit, "A party? Oh. Um, thank you...for the invitation, but I really couldn't."

Anna opened her mouth to protest but Kristoff cut her off, "Oh. That's a shame. You have plans, then?"

Elsa's eyes dropped to the ground, "No...I just...don't do well with...parties."

Kristoff frowned.

Anna tried to salvage the situation, "Well, that's great because this isn't a party! Kristoff exaggerates. It's really just pizza and movies with Kristoff, his girlfriend, me, probably Olaf, and...you," she added hopefully.

Elsa felt uncomfortable with the other two and Sven staring at her. She did not like being put on the spot. She could see the pleading look on Anna's face. How could she say no?

Elsa sighed, "Ok, sure. Sounds, sounds like fun." She smiled at Anna. She really did enjoy spending time with the redhead.

Anna squealed and reached into her bag, pulling out a pen and a piece of paper, "Here! Let me give you my number and our address." The redhead's hand flew across the page.

Elsa smiled at the girl's excitement.

Anna handed the information over to the blonde, all smiles, "Ok, well, I guess you probably have things to do and I know I have about a million things to do before tonight."

"Especially now that you have a date coming," Kristoff muttered under his breath, but not quietly enough to avoid being heard by both Anna AND Elsa.

Elsa smiled shyly, pretending to have missed the comment. Anna, on the other hand, looked as if her neck might break from how quickly it snapped back to glare at her housemate. "Kistoff," she asked, turning toward the large man, "don't you have something you need to be doing?" She was dropping a hint for him to stop talking and go away. He caught it.

"Oh, yeah, right...I have that thing...that thing I have to go do...um, right now," he finished lamely. He smiled at the girls in front of him, "See you at home, Anna. And I'll see you tonight, Elsa?"

The blonde smiled, "Sure, Kristoff. See you later."

Anna waved as the man winked and turned, jogging down the sidewalk with Sven in tow.

The redhead sighed deeply, grinning at Elsa, "Well...um, so I'll see you tonight?"

Elsa sighed again, though she could not help catching a bit of Anna's excitement, "Yes," she replied, "I will be there. Um, should I bring anything?"

Anna responded without thinking, "Nope, nothing but your pretty face." She turned red as she realized what she had just said, "Um, that is...I mean," she struggled to recover.

Elsa only giggled, suddenly much more confident, "I think I can manage that." The blonde closed the distance between them, hugging Anna briefly, "See you tonight, Anna."

Without waiting for further reply, the blonde crossed the street, disappearing quickly into the crowd, leaving a slightly dumbfounded Anna behind. "It's a date, then," Anna called out to the direction in which the blonde had walked.

Elsa smiled to herself, "It's a date," she whispered.


A date? Good boy, Sven. :)

As always, suggestions, questions, comments, and yes, even rude remarks are welcomed and encouraged.

Reviews are welcomed, encouraged and GREATLY appreciated!

Til next time...