Author's Notes:

The end has come...

Disclaimer: Frozen Copyright Disney (2013)


Her eyes slowly opened, taking in the barest hints of sunlight peeking over the hills and through her window curtains. She sat up and grinned, touching her hair and feeling for a tail. She felt a burst of glee when the strange parts on her body were notably missing. She raised her hands up to her face, grinning even wider at the sight of her normal fingernails. She gave a faint sigh of relief. Hmm, so Anna's guess was right.

Her expression turned thoughtful but for a moment. Oh! Then, her innocent, youthful grin turned mischievous and dark, one side curling up into a smirk. She got up out of bed. Time to check on Anna. She chuckled to herself as she readied to face her vibrant sister.


"Anna."

Not now, Elsa, I'm trying to catch the monkey.

"Time to wake up, Anna…"

What are you talking about? I am awake. Just let me-

"Breakfast will be ready soon; don't you want to get up and eat?"

Now that was a very important question, Anna decided. Ok, monkey first, breakfast second. Deal?

"Come on, Anna. Time to get up."

Quit it! You're screeching is scaring away my friend.

"Please, get up. I thought we could spend the morning together."

Fine, I… wake, uh…

Anna's eyes blinked open before hiding away from the blinding sunlight cruelly holding her room hostage. She tried to burrow into the catacombs deep within her blankets, but her sister was being especially big-sister-ish today… for whatever reason.

Just a few more minutes, El-sa! She took on a particularly annoying, whiny tone. Since her sister wanted to play the sibling game today… Anna decided she'd play to win. Make the sun stop. Pleeeease! It's being mean….. She tried to form a pout but in her groggy state it just looked too funny to have any real effect.

"Oh, stop it. You'll live." Elsa began jerking the blankets away, teasingly.

Anna took the bait, instantly seizing up and practically snarling.

Elsa cooed to her. "Aww, don't you look precious, scrunching your little whiskers like that." She poked her sister in her fuzzy stomach.

Anna's eyes snapped open like a flash of lightning. WHAT!? She stared down at her stomach, white hairs covering it. She looked up at her sister, her eyes wide open in shock.

Elsa's hand hid a giggle. "Why, good morning, Princess Anna… the Cat." And she winked.

Anna fainted.


Anna's eyes opened, to gaze around the room. Her sister's study. She growled. A horrible place of boredom. She must be trapped there. No doubt about it. No point in even trying to turn the knob- oh, right… I'm a cat now, apparently…

She turned her head to look about the room. Everything, as expected, was neatly arranged and organized. Oh, and Elsa was there, too, sitting at her desk and making irritating scratches with her pen. Anna narrowed her eyes and considered her options. She could be a nice, sweet little sister. But Elsa turned her into a cat. She could be kind and try to help her sister out today. But Elsa turned her into a cat! She could just sleep on Elsa's desk for hours, enjoying the calm, relaxing company of her sister's presence. But seriously! Elsa turned her into a cat! What sister does that!?

That was when it started… Anna's eyes dilated and the voices in her head began whispering things. She tried to resist like her sister must have… but their tempting offers were too much for poor Anna. Their power ensnared her mind, her heart, and she willingly embraced them. She smirked deviously as she watched her sister stand up and walk to a bookshelf. One thought playing over in her little cat mind.

I am the Supreme One!

Elsa stood at the bookshelf, searching for a particular ledger and humming a tune. She turned when she heard soft footsteps at her feet. Her sister was standing by her foot, affectionately purring. How sweet! She smiled greatly before turning to go back to her desk, ledger in hand. She took one step before she stumbled over her sister's twisting tail. "Anna, be careful, please. I almost fell." She straightened out and settled down at her desk.

"Merow." You did not bow before my greatness, non-immortal. "Meow." Why did you not fall down and worship my divine majesty, peasant? "Mew." Are you broken? She hopped up onto the desk, settling in an empty corner.

"You should know, sweet sister, that I have no clue what you're saying." She quietly chuckled before returning her attention to her work.

"Mew." It must be broken if it refuses to bask in my glory. There is only one way to ensure I will receive adequate worship…

Elsa was scanning a paper when she felt her sister run her face against her arm. She smiled down at her before promptly looking at the paper again. The Supreme One, however, was not amused.

You leave me no choice, then, filthy swine. Anna jumped on the paper, swatting at Elsa's hands playfully. When they fled, her sister letting out an indignant squawk, Anna curled up into a ball atop the offensive, disgusting paper and pretended to fall asleep.

"Anna!"

The Supreme One glared at her. That is not my name, peasant. You are most definitely broken.

"Get off the paper. You know I have to read that!"

Oh, this thing? The Supreme wiggled before closing her eyes again. This paper is not worthy of attention…

Elsa kept trying, but her sister was simply ignoring her. She even tried to gently nudge her off the paper, but Anna merely rolled back onto it. She huffed… it seemed she'd have to just wait for now. She didn't want to be mean to her sister. After all, it wasn't Anna's fault she's now a cat. Elsa sighed, then inched her hand toward the feline's pointy ears.

The Supreme One jerked from her fake slumber at the most glorious sensation in the universe. She mewed and purred pitifully at the amazing feelings coursing through her being. She moved her head and twisted her body, demanding her slave to bestow attention to her back as well.

Elsa giggled at the loud purr emitting rhythmically from the little orange cat on her desk. She stilled her hand, and watched curiously as her sister slowly opened her eyes and gave her the cutest death glare she'd ever seen. Then, she fiddled with the cat's ears again and the purring started. It was very fun!

But Elsa really needed to work, so she sneakily slid another paper off to the side and began reading it. But no sooner did she start, than her sister promptly nestled right on top of it! "Anna, please, move." But she only received a purr in reply. She raised her hand again, and gave her sister a pointed look. "If you don't stop laying on my papers, I'll stop rubbing your back."

The Supreme One merely gave a bored look to her slave's pitiful excuse at a threat. Oh, please… as if you can scare the Divine Ruler of All Life. She drew out the claws on one paw and gently poised them onto the unworthy paper below her. "Mew?" Her face turned innocent, daring her slave to challenge her authority again.

Elsa bit her lip, pondering her options… but in the end she surrendered. The kingdom probably wouldn't fall apart if its queen went one day without signing a paper… hopefully… oh gosh, it probably would! But what could she do? She put herself in this mess… and now she'd just have to wait it out.

Anna, however, was purring sweetly again, basking in the glorious worship bestowed upon her, her bright orange ears perked up, and her whiskered face crinkling in blissful glee.


Anna's eyes slowly opened. To her right, she saw Elsa sitting on the edge of her bed. "E-Elsa? What happened? Why am I so tired?"

Elsa looked thoughtful. "Hmm… what do you remember of the past few days?"

Anna closed her eyes and thought. "Nothing." Her eyes opened again. "But I remember having a dream where I… I was a cat… and I thought I was some god or something… and I pranked nearly everyone in the castle. That was a funny dream." She giggled.

Elsa cleared her throat. "Um, Anna. That wasn't a dream."

Eyes wide, Anna stopped giggling.

"You, uh, did turn into a cat."

"Woah, seriously!?"

"Uh huh."

"Was I a cute cat?"

Elsa smirked. "Yeah, but you were also quite frustrating."

"Well, that doesn't sound much different from human me." Anna closed her eyes.

"No, you weren't." Elsa leaned over and playfully ruffled her sister's severely messy hair. She giggled at the faint sound her sister made… remarkably similar to a purr. "You are basically a cat, aren't you?" She removed her hand from her sister's hair.

Anna opened a single eye to glare at her sister. "Who said you could stop worshiping the Supreme One?"

Elsa couldn't help the burst of laugh that escaped out of her.

"Seriously, Elsa… this glorious hair isn't going to worship itself…" She giggled. "…silly unworthy…"

Eh, in another day, her sister should be completely normal… normal for Anna, anyway.