The duo were making good time up the North Mountain, as Sven had been born for these conditions.
"So tell me, what made the Queen go all ice-crazy?"
"Oh well, it was all my fault. I got engaged but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him, you know, that day. And she said she wouldn't bless the marriage—"
"Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met?"
"Yeah. Anyway, I got mad and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away, and I grabbed her glove—"
"Hang on. You mean to tell me you just got engaged to someone you just met?!"
"Yes are you paying attention? But the thing is she wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought, maybe she has a thing about dirt."
"Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?"
"Yes, they did… But Hans is not a stranger."
"Oh yeah, well what's his last name?"
"…Of-the-Southern-Isles?"
"What's his favorite food?"
"…Sandwiches?"
"Best friend's name?"
"Probably John."
"Eye color?"
"Dreamy."
"Foot size?"
"Foot size doesn't matter."
"Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?"
"Picks his nose?"
"And eats it."
"Excuse me sir. He's a prince."
"all men do it."
"Ew. Look, it doesn't matter; it's true love."
"Doesn't sound like true love."
"Are you some sort of love expert?"
"No. But I have friends who are."
"You have friends who are love experts… I'm not buying it."
"Stop talking." Kristoff said, as Sven had stopped suddenly.
"No, no, no. I'd like to meet these—"
"I mean it. SHH." Kristoff said as he had to clamp his hand over Anita's mouth. He held up a lantern to peer into the dark woods surrounding them. Its light reflected off of…EYES. Several of them. "Sven, go. Go! Wolves!"
"What do we do?" Anita exclaimed.
"I've got this. You just don't fall off and don't get eaten."
"But I wanna help."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't trust your judgement."
"Excuse me?!"
A wolf jumps at them, but Kristoff kicks it off.
"Who marries a man she just met?"
Anna grabbed the lute, and swung it at Kristoff's head. He screamed, but she swung past him and knocked a wolf away. "It's true love!"
This back and forth continued as the duo battled off a countless number of wolves. They had gotten into a smooth rhythm that was suddenly cut off by the fact that they were headed for a giant gorge. While they barely escaped with their lives, Kristoff's sled was not so lucky.
"I'm so sorry. I'll replace your sled and everything on it. And I understand if you don't want to help me anymore." Anita said before walking off sadly.
"Of course I don't want to help her anymore. In fact, I think this whole thing has put me off from helping anyone ever again." Kristoff said to Sven.
"But she'll die on her own." Kristoff replied as Sven to himself. "You won't get your ne wsled if she's dead."
"You know sometimes I really don't like you. Hold up Anita! We're coming?"
"You are?! I mean, sure. I'll let you tag along."