Anna
Ok. I've come up with the perfect plan. Grinning as I run it over in my head a couple more times, I check for anything that might go wrong, anything I overlooked. Finding nothing, I dash over to where I arranged to meet Elsa and find her already waiting by the ping pong tables, despite my arrival being 5 minutes early. Brilliant! The corners of her lips curve upwards shyly in response to the smile on my own.
"Hey! How's your day been?" I ask in greeting.
"Not bad, what about yours?"
"Ughh, maths was so boring! It's so hard to concentrate with Mr. Davidson's dull, monotone voice droning on and on… It's like they hired the guy least suited to be a maths teacher. It reminded me of the first – and only – time I tried yoga. The instructor was this tiny Indian lady and you know how you're supposed to relax when doing yoga? Yeah, she was not a relaxing person. She was all like 'REELAX YOUR TERS! REELAX YOUR TERS!' I think she meant toes but between her accent and her Dalek voice it took me like 10 minutes to figure that out."
The blonde laughs through her fingers, bringing a tingling heat to my cheeks as I realize I've been rambling.
"So why did you ask me to come here?" she finally asks.
"Well I've met Olaf but you have no idea about any of my friends. I thought it was about time we changed that, so we're meeting Kristof and Sven in a couple of seconds on that bench by the tree." I say quickly, half-fearing Elsa's reaction. The platinum blonde goes quiet for a moment.
"… Ok…" she starts, unsure. "What's he like?" she tentatively asks.
Ok, better than what I expected.
"Well he's quite big and he kind of smells and I he's a little too attacked to Sven in my opinion but used to sleep with my cat when I was little so who am I to judge?" I stop for a second. "Sleep with him as in sleep in the same bed… not like… the other way…"
Bring it back Anna I think, watching the blonde's face scrunch up in confusion. "For all his little flaws though, he's one of the best friends I've ever had in my life." I look to her reaction, trying to decipher the blonde's thoughts.
"Who's Sven?" she asks.
"Oh that's his dog."
Elsa tenses slightly and suddenly seems very unsure of this idea.
"What is it?" I ask.
"I- I'm… kind of slightly scared of uh… big dogs… and little dogs too… not too fond of medium sized dogs either." She quietly wrings her hands.
I smile in an attempt to reassure her.
"Oh trust me, he's the friendliest dog I've ever seen. He might be a little too friendly at first, but Kristof can manage him, stop him from suffocating you and all that. I swear you'd think the thing runs off Duracell batteries (buy Duracell batteries now)." Elsa smiles slightly at that.
"Hey! Anna!" I hear from behind me. Turning towards the call, I see Kristof and Sven have just arrived at the bench where we're meeting.
"Oh! They're over there, come on!" Grasping her hand, I lead a hesitant Elsa over to the pair, already fighting over who's going to eat the sausage Kristof's holding.
Elsa
This is a very strange scene for me. Usually you wouldn't find me doing this in a million years.
Me? Meeting new people?
No. That's not a thing I do very much. But Anna's hold on my hand is light and warm.
So unlike mother's.
A gash of a smile
Tick-tock
"Just as the sheet indicates, Elsa."
"Hey Anna, who've you got there?" a slightly gruff voice asks.
"Oh, this is Elsa, a friend of mine." Shaken from my thoughts, I look up to see Kristoff looking at me curiously before smiling slightly at Anna, as if sharing an inside joke.
"So this is the girl we've been hearing all about!" He says mischievously, looking smugly at the blushing redhead.
I turn towards Anna questioningly.
"Ok, so I might have told him that there was another pianist here but…" She trails off with her hands lifted placatingly. I didn't tell him anything else her look says. Relief floods through me. I might have been lucky with Anna but I'd probably be labeled a freak by anyone else who knew… that.
Not that I thought she would tell anyone else.
Kristoff raises a hand towards me. "I'm Kristoff, nice to meet you."
I shake his hand. "My name is Elsa." My voice sounds a little shakier than I expect it to.
"Ahh!" I yelp as something warm and heavy tackles me, bringing to the ground in a flash, before assaulting me with an unnaturally long tongue.
"Oh shit!"
"Woah, Sven no! Get off her!"
Anna and Kristoff's voices overlap as I feebly try to get the large beast off me, with little success until its burly blonde owner finally drags him off me.
"Elsa are you ok?" Anna rushes to my side, hands hovering fretfully, not sure where to offer comfort.
A groan is the only sound I can manage, peeking an eye open to find the redhead's face hovering above mine. Red hair almost brushing my cheek, blue eyes concerned. Somewhere off in the distance I can hear Kristoff reprimanding Sven for being "Slightly too enthusiastic." A cool breeze passes and I become aware of the wet coat of drool on my face.
Ugh, disgusting.
Suddenly, Anna starts laughing as she offers me a hand. I take it awkwardly and gladly accept the tissue Kristof offers me along with an apologetic smile.
The hilarity of the situation finally hits me as well along with its unusualness and I can't help but burst out laughing.
What the hell am I doing getting attacked by dogs?
A/N:
*Ducks head out of hole*
Hello? Anyone still here?
*One or two people approach with pitchforks*
Ok, ok, guys don't worry.
I'm back! Well kind of. The summer holidays have rolled in so I suddenly have tons of time to do stuff. That means I'll be trying to write around 200 words per day so that I can upload a chapter around 1,000 words long on Friday, when I'll also be trying to record YouTube videos. Because yeah, that's something else I want to do.
One of the main reasons it took me around a week to get writing again (apart from jetlag) is actually YouTube. I know it'll be hard to balance recording and writing at first, and I'll only know how hard after a couple of weeks.
Between YouTube, writing and composing, I may have to quit one of them from lack of time/energy and after debating whether or not I should just quit writing and have it done with, I decided to stick it out. If I have to quit, don't worry I won't just disappear. I'll at least try to finish any story I have going on (although it may feel rushed) and give you guys a warning as well.
However, since I'll be recording 2/3 videos on Friday (ideally) there might be times where I find I don't need to record for a week, which would give me more time.
But anyway, that's enough from me. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, even though it was shorter that usual. Keep in mind this kind of length is my new goal per week.
See you guys next time
-Max
