A/N: Sorry, sorry, I know, another author note. Just wanted to say something really fast, not entirely story changing or spoiling, just wanted to clear something up. Anna assumes that Elsa crashed landed on the planet, but is that really the case? Am I that cliche? Anyway on with the story.
"Mi casa es su casa." Anna said as she opened the apartment door and stood aside so that Elsa could walk in. Only Elsa didn't, instead she looked at Anna untrustfully after hearing her strange utterance. "Um... It means my house is your house. Really it just means for you to make yourself at home." Anna tried again, nervously laughing in the face of Elsa's glare.
Elsa watched her wither under her gaze for just a few more seconds before walking inside. Anna went to follow behind, but found herself eyeing Elsa's behind as it swayed hypnotically inside, knowing the exact size of both her cheeks thanks to the tight material wrapped so snuggly against Elsa. Anna shook her head, mentally slapping herself for eyeing up her guest like that. What was wrong with her? They were both women and weren't even the same species.
Anna closed and locked the apartment door. She nearly ran smack into Elsa who stood waiting for her.
"U-um." Anna stumbled over her own words, wondering what she should say to her.
"Why help?" Elsa questioned.
Anna blinked. "Huh?"
"Me. Why help, me?" Elsa tried again.
"Oh." Anna laughed nervously before going to answer... but what the hell would she say? She didn't know why she wanted to help Elsa. Was it just her being a decent human being? Was she interested in getting to know Elsa better? Was this out of pity? Was she maybe trying to make up for the fact that she caused all this by running her over? She looked down when she realized it was probably a little of everything, but mostly it just felt right. Felt like something she wanted to do and had to do.
Realizing that Elsa was awaiting an answer, she said simply, "Because that's just who I am." And for some reason that felt like a really good answer.
Elsa's frown showed that she didn't feel the same way. Still, she did not pursue her line of questioning any further and instead walked further into the living room. Anna followed behind, watching as Elsa just stopped in the middle of the room and looked around. Anna's apartment was nothing special. It was old and cheap, perfect for a girl like herself who barely passed highschool. The walls were a dull grey, the paint was peeling on the wall behind the television, the carpet was stained with various liquids, most she didn't do herself. And the worst part was that there was this odd smell, nothing too bad, but still there was the smell of something... well on the verge of rotting maybe? Who knows. Whatever it was, it stunk, not enough to drive Anna away, but certainly enough to make her feel embarrassed whenever a guest was over.
When Anna realized that Elsa was just going to stand there, she walked over to the couch and sat down before turning on the television with the remote. Elsa jumped, like a startled cat at the sound and got into what Anna assumed was a combat position.
"It's just the T.V." Anna explained, hoping she wasn't about to have another incident like her car.
Elsa watched as the pictures on the screen moved. Anna wondered if she'd ever seen anything like it. Was this perhaps fascinating for an alien? Surely they had invented something as simple as television. Anna guessed however that they hadn't, what with the way Elsa was so enraptured by the sight.
"Uh... it's like a thing where you can watch shows, like the news and stuff." She tried to explain it to the ignorant alien, but found that explaining the simple concept of a television wasn't quite as easy as she thought. She figured explaining the internet might be the same way. These were things people normally just knew.
"You can sit down." Anna offered.
Elsa's eyes finally slid away from the television to Anna, then to the couch. She seemed to have an internal debate before she moved over and sat down slowly onto the couch, almost like she expected it to be some trap. She sat stiffly at first, but ten minutes later when Anna looked her way again, she found Elsa to be laid back, lost in the television. Anna looked back at the T.V to resume watching the cartoon that she'd put on. It was a cartoon about a baker who got high off of sugar. It was... well it was actually a kid's show. She had no idea how this managed to stay on the air, or at the very least on the kid's channel. The baker was currently taking a hollowed out bread roll and snorting up sugar off the counter. Then he proceeded to cook up a bunch of little gingerbread men who were alive and all proceeded to sing a song about how glorious life was. Now Anna wasn't completely sure, but she was pretty sure this was all supposed to be in the baker's mind as he got high. How the hell did this get put on the air?
"Human possess gift of life?!" Elsa was amazed, astonished even.
Anna almost laughed, almost.
"It's just a cartoon, Elsa." She told her.
"Cartoon?" Elsa's brow furrowed in the cutest way.
"Yeah. A show for kids."
Elsa still didn't seem to understand, but Anna didn't know any other way to put it. So she said nothing while they continued to watch the baker's story. It would seem the baker was in love with Ms. Gills, the local fishmonger. Her body was absurdly attactive for a kid's show, her hips and breasts being overly exaggerated. Perhaps this was more of the baker's mind playing tricks on him. Anna watched as Elsa leaned in closer as the fishmonger began to sing her own song and raised her butcher's knife to slam into a fish's head as it wriggled for freedom. The other fish in the store shouted and tried to wriggle away, but the fishmonger just continued to sing and grab up fish to chop their heads off. Anna smiled at the sight, feeling something warm just from watching Elsa be fascinated like a child.
Then the fishmonger picked up a fish and twirled around, dancing with it and making it feel special, making it smile as though it thought it was going to go free, perhaps have even made a new friend.
Then she chopped its head off.
Elsa's interested and child-like stare turned murderous.
"Human play with food!" Elsa shouted, angry as though the cartoon were real.
Anna watched in horror as blue magic crackled in Elsa's right hand.
"Elsa!" She called, watching as the alien turned an angry glare her way. "It's just a cartoon, Elsa! It's not real!" She hurriedly said, scared that she and her T.V were about to be turned into popsicles.
"Human play with food!" She said again, as if Anna didn't understand her.
"Cartoons aren't real, Elsa. They are make believe. Entertainment for children." She tried again.
Elsa seemed to get it, at the very least her magic or whatever the hell that ice was disappeared. Elsa laid back against the couch, angry scowl still on her face.
"Let's watch something else." Anna tried. Well, now she knew to never ever play with her food. Apparantly it was very offensive where Elsa came from.
Anna switched to a documentary, some middle aged man droning on and on about world war two in the background while images and videos of the war were shown. Anna bit her lip, suddenly afraid that all of this human weaponry would upset Elsa, make her want to defend herself. A swift look to Elsa proved her wrong. Elsa was seated calmly, watching the show with almost the same interest as before. Perhaps this wasn't so bad... Elsa would have to learn about humans while she stayed on earth for however long she would. Still, Anna wondered if there was something better she could see about humans instead of their stupid wars.
"Is this fine?" Anna asked, she would have just changed the channel, but Elsa looked interested.
"Yes." Was the short and simple reply.
World war two it was then.
Anna fell asleep not even thirty minutes later. She was still tired from work, and Elsa had proved to be a workout herself, what with trying to keep her from destroying everything. That night, while Anna wouldn't remember everything, she'd remember that she dreamt of blonde hair, soft lips, and sultry coo's. She woke up the next day feeling oddly refreshed, though her back hurt from falling asleep sitting down. She instantly thought of her alien guest and went to look around.
Only she didn't have to.
Anna's eyes went wide at the sight of Elsa sitting on the floor and dismantling her television.
"What are you doing?" Anna asked, though not too loudly, afraid that she might startle the alien.
Elsa looked up to her before looking back down at her work. "Understanding how it operates." She said simply.
Anna blinked. Was her English better?
"Um... I kind of need that for... well for entertainment purposes." Anna said meekly, afraid that Elsa would grow angry.
With a handful of wires and the look of an innocent child, Elsa replied, "I must put it together?" She asked.
"That would be nice..."
Elsa said nothing and went about fiddling with the television some more. Anna wasn't sure, but she thought Elsa was putting it back together. She had stuffed the wires back inside carefully at the very least. Anna watched her for a couple more minutes before the urge to pee overruled her. She got up and stepped around Elsa who watched her disappear into the bathroom. Anna went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and took a look at her twin braids. She could redo them, it had been a week after all, but she shrugged and left the bathroom.
The sight that greeted her was Elsa on the couch, with the remote in hand, watching the discovery channel.
"Didn't take you long to figure that out." Anna remarked as she went into the kitchen.
Elsa said nothing, too engrossed in watching two animals fight over a meal. Anna had her own ideas for a meal in mind. She went into the kitchen to make the most complex thing she knew how to make. She took out a bowl, a box of cereal, a carton of milk and started the delicate procedure of morning breakfast. When she came back out, she sat on the couch with a plop, ignorant of her audience as she dug into a bowl of Lucky Charms.
Elsa stared at her, watched as Anna dipped the spoon in and came up with a spoonful of sugary goodness and milk. She watched her jaw work as she ate, watched her throat move in the oddest way when she swallowed. She watched her do it again and again, utterly entranced.
Anna didn't notice until her bowl was half empty.
"Something wrong?" She asked. Before Elsa could answer she suddenly gasped out, "Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't even offer you any. I'll get you a bowl." Anna said, placing her bowl on the coffee table and going to get more.
"I need not your sustenance." Elsa told her, stopping Anna in her tracks.
"What? But... you've gotta be hungry after all this time." Anna laughed, wondering if her guest was being modest.
"I require no sustenance." And with that, Elsa turned back to the television to watch Hyena's engorge themselves on a meal they had stolen.
Anna just blinked. "Oh... okay." So she sat back down and resumed eating.
Anna wondered just how advanced you had to be to require no sustenance, as Elsa put it. To eliminate the need for food, was that really something to strive for. She nearly smacked herself at the thought. Of course it was! You could end world hunger with that kind of technology. But still... it seemed a little sad not to be able to enjoy a good meal from time to time.
She guessed however, that thinking like that was what made her human, what seperated her from Elsa.