A/N: The family fluff is here at last! I finally got my writing mojo back, and have decided to continue this story. I love it so much that I just had to keep going with it. I hope you guys like this chapter, and you can expect the next one soon. Enjoy! ^_^

Also just a short note, this is probably going to be the shortest time-jump in this fic. It's only been a few days since the last chapter, whereas all the others take place months or years apart. The next chapter will be 2 years after this one. Just so you know. :3


On the weekend, the family decided to have a picnic at the local sports field. It was just what they all needed to rejuvenate after the stressful week they'd had. The trio sat on their picnic blanket, basket open, enjoying the platter of sandwiches Anna had prepared.

Chewing contently, Anna mumbled around a mouthful. "Sowhasinehbug?"

Elsa sent a glare her way, but grinned. Abby laughed, saying "What? Mum, don't talk with your mouth full." Still chewing, Anna rolled her eyes and pointed to Abby's duffel bag. "Ah, I was hoping you'd ask about that."

Both parents watched her expectantly as she unzipped it, pulling out two tennis rackets. "They've got some nets here, so I wanted to see if either of you are up for facing me."

Elsa took one of the rackets, turning it around a few times and experimenting with different grips. "It's been a long time since I used one of these," she mused. "I'm not sure I'd be good anymore."

Snatching the racket off her, Anna held it proud, boasting "Oh yeah, baby! I've always wanted to give this a go."

Giggling, Abby asked, "You've never played?"

"Nope! I used to bounce tennis balls at the wall and catch them, but that's about it."

Abby gave her a confident smirk. "Well, now's your chance. Let's see what you've got."


After finishing their sandwiches, they packed up their stuff and made their way to the small practice court, enclosed by wire fencing. Abby and Anna stood at opposing ends of the court, with Elsa sitting on a bench to watch.

Abby spent a moment adjusting her prosthetic before grabbing a ball from her bag and turned to face Anna as she bounced it with her racket for a moment. Anna was waiting, bouncing on her feet in anticipation. "You sure you're ready?" Abby called.

"Yes! I am so ready, I'm as ready as ever."

Abby threw her a cheeky, knowing look before handing a heavy serve. The ball bounced in Anna's side of the court and rocketed right past her. It hit the fence and fell to the ground. Anna looked between it and her daughter, stunned. She hadn't even had time to raise her racket. Elsa chuckled softly at the scene.

"Come on, Mum!" Abby mocked. "You're supposed to actually hit the ball."

Throwing it back to her, Anna complained, "I wasn't ready!"

Catching it with her racket and bouncing it again, Abby's smirk grew wider. "And I thought you were 'ready as ever.'"

"Well, not for that!" Anna stood with her legs wider, rocking back and forth, imitating the players she'd seen on TV. "But I'm ready now! Come at me!"

Abby shook her head, serving softer this time. Anna hit it back, but it hit the net and fell to the ground. She looked deflated as Elsa retrieved the ball and handed it back to Abby.

"Don't worry. Try angling your racket up a little, like this." She held it at an angle, demonstrating a better grip. "It should get over the net if you hold it that way."

Anna copied the grip, getting used to it. "Okay, like this?"

"Just like that! You'll be playing like a pro in no time," she encouraged.

She served again, and when Anna hit it back, it soared over the net and bounced toward Abby. She returned the hit, encouraging "That's it! You've got it!"

They went back and forth for a few hits before Anna hit it out of the court. "You know, this is harder than it looks," she murmured, taking a few breaths and wiping her forehead.

Abby got the ball and tossed it back to Anna. "You try serving this time."

Anna furrowed her brow, working out the best way to send a serve. Her eyes gleamed mischievously as she tossed the ball in the air and hit it with all her strength, imitating the hand which caught her off guard. It spun, landing just inside the line, before bouncing out of the court.

Abby stood with her arm to the side, being just a hair from having reached it. She stood in shock for a moment before laughing.

"Yes!" Anna cheered, dramatically making a fist and striking a pose.

"Good work!" Abby praised, proud at her mother's quick learning.

Anna picked up her water bottle, taking a long drink. "That really took it out of me," she sighed. Turning to Elsa she asked, "Want to give it a go?"

Elsa thought for a moment before stretching her arms. "Alright, I'll give it a try." She looked to Anna who already seemed a little worn out. "You need a rest anyway."

They swapped places, Anna now watching the blondes getting ready to face each other. Abby served, and Elsa hit the ball back softly. They shared a few hits, and Abby realized Elsa was going easy on her. She rolled her eyes as she returned the ball faster, forcing Elsa to quicken the pace.

"That's more like it!" Abby exclaimed as the game got fiercer. Elsa was surprised at how much she remembered of the game, having not played since focusing on her skating. Eventually, she got a little tired, and the ball rolled out of the court when she hit it back.

Abby walked over to her, slapping her on the back in good sportsmanship. "Looks like you've still got it, eh?"

Elsa took a moment to catch her breath before replying, "Yeah, I haven't had a match like that in years."

Packing her gear up as Elsa went to join her wife on the bench, Abby suggested, "How about you trade your skates for a racket? I think you'd do really well with some practice."

Elsa shrugged her shoulders and replied "It's not really my thing. But if you ever want a game, I'll be up for it. That was fun."

Abby raised her chin and deadpanned, "Not going to go easy on me next time?"

Elsa chuckled shyly, embarrassed. "Sorry, I didn't know what to expect."

Smirk back in place, Abby teased, "You weren't expecting me to be good?"

"I, uh…" Elsa's eyes widened as she tried to find the words.

"I'm just messing, Mum. Now you know I can hold my own, right?"

Impressed with her daughter's work on the court, Elsa beamed, "You can do more than that, sweetie. I'm glad to see you've found a passion."

"Yeah, you're really good!" Anna chimed in.

"So…" Abby started, trying to sound casual. "How about some private lessons?"

The wives looked at each other for a moment before Anna started howling with laughter. "I knew it! I knew you wanted something!"

Abby scratched the back of her neck, grinning awkwardly. "Well, you know, I-"

Anna cut her off by putting her fist in front of her. "It's a great idea, honey. You could go really far with this."

Abby smiled brighter, and looked to Elsa hopefully. Elsa didn't skip a beat and rested her fist beside Anna's. "I'm proud of you, sweetie, and I'd be so proud to see you face the champions."

As Abby fist-bumped both her mothers, she was gleaming. "Yes! Private lessons, thanks, mums."

Anna winked at her. "Now, go get 'em, tiger!"