Author's Note: First and foremost, now that I have had a few reviewers for this story so far, I'd like to give them each a shout-out. Huge thank-you to .397, Elena, and MyHikari for their reviews! I enjoyed reading all of them, and I hope that you know that hearing feedback is a huge benefit to me. I love to hear what my readers are thinking about the story so that I can help to make the story something that they will enjoy.
Second, I have the fourth installment of this story ready. This chapter is a bit shorter than the others, which I know haven't been very long to begin with, but as time goes on, the chapters will be getting longer. I hope that you all enjoy this story as much as I am enjoying writing it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or Tangled, or any of their characters. They belong to Disney, and I am not Disney.
Clara walked back to her room in silence, nodding to a servant that passed as she approached her bedroom door. Clara had a large stack of books in her arms, and the servant noticed when she began to struggle.
"Can I help you, Your Highness?" the servant asked.
Eleven-year-old Clara smiled kindly at the servant, but shook her head nonetheless. "No, thank-you," she told her. "I can handle it."
"Yes, Your Highness," the servant responded, curtsying to the princess before continuing on her way.
Clara made her way to the door, and crouched down to use her elbow to turn the door handle. However, when she leaned on it, the handle didn't turn. She raised her eyebrows and tried again. The handle still refused to budge. Clara turned around to look at the door. What was wrong with it?
She placed her books on the floor gently before grabbing the handle with both hands and attempting to twist it again. The door still didn't move. After scanning the hallway around her to make sure that no one was around, Clara pressed on the handle once more, and threw all of her bodyweight against the door, grunting as she collided with the door. The door swung open, and Clara fell into her room. Behind the door, a chair crashed to the floor.
After recovering, Clara stood up and looked across the room to where Kath stood by the open window, her eyebrows raised. A chair had been blocking the door, and Clara automatically knew that her sister was up to something.
"You could've knocked and I would have let you in," Kath stated, as if a chair barricading their bedroom door was a common phenomenon.
"Why were you blocking the door?" Clara demanded, her hands on her hips. Remembering her books on the floor outside the room, she turned to grab the stack and bring them in to set them on her desk.
Kath ran over and closed the door and leaned against it after Clara had reentered the room. "I didn't want anyone to interrupt me," she stated simply. She picked up the chair and wedged it underneath the door handle, as she had it before Clara knocked it down.
"What are you doing?" Clara questioned.
"You said you wanted to go on adventure with me. I've got a plan now," Kath told her, motioning to the open window. Clara noticed that a sheet was tied to the curtain rod above the window. The sheet hung out the window, and Clara realized with a start what her sister had planned on doing.
Her jaw dropped. "You were going to scale the castle walls?" she asked, staring at Kath. Kath nodded proudly. "Are you insane? Do you have any idea how dangerous that would be? Especially with your line tied to that curtain rod. It would break with your weight on it!"
Kath's face drooped as Clara began to criticize her plan. "I guess I didn't think of that…" the younger princess stated, folding her hands behind her back sheepishly. Why couldn't she think through plans as well as Clara could? It made her a little big jealous of her older sister, but she didn't mind all that much—so long as they could work together.
"You could've fallen and really hurt yourself, Kath! We're on the third floor! That's a long way to fall!" Clara continued.
Kath didn't reply, and Clara suddenly realized that she was destroying her sister's spirits by criticizing her plan. Clara's worry about her sister's mental health suddenly changed to shame. Kath had just been trying to come up with a way to escape the castle, and Clara hadn't helped her at all, even though she had practically promised her sister that she would help. "I-I'm sorry," Clara stammered, looking down. Her eyes filled with tears. "I didn't mean to yell at you."
"It's okay," Kath responded, her voice breaking slightly. "I should have thought more about my plan before trying to do it. I could have even asked you what you thought about it. I guess I was just excited and I knew you were in the library, and you always take forever when you're in the library, so I knew—" Clara laughed and grabbed her sister's hand, interrupting her rambling, pulling her into a hug.
"How about we forget about this little escapade, and from now on, I help you with your plans?" Clara asked her sister after they had hugged for a few seconds.
"Okay," Kath said to Clara. "We won't try to scale the castle walls with bed sheets again with our new plans."
Clara laughed again. "We won't completely rule it out. But we'll take a few more safety precautions if we do try it again," she stated. Kath laughed, and Clara let her go. Clara loved the sound of her little sister's laughter, and knowing that her sister was happy once again filled her with happiness. She glanced over at the desk where Kath's plans were laid out.
"How about we start on a new plan right now?" Clara asked, walking over to their desks. She pushed her own desk closer to Kath's. Kath followed her over, grinning, and they began their incredible plan properly, knowing that together, it would never fail.
Author's Note: Clara and Kath are going to be getting into some trouble coming up. Stay tuned for the continuance of their adventures! If you enjoyed this chapter, don't be afraid to drop a review or follow this story. I love getting feedback, good or bad, and love hearing from my readers. I do try to reply to all reviews when I can, so don't be afraid to ask questions either. Thank you, everyone, for reading!
