A/N: Hello again! In answer to your review, Rin, thank you very much ;D. In answer to YOUR review, IDRF, thank you for understanding, and also, I can't promise you those things, I make things up as I write; very few details of any story I write are pre-planned. Kind of like a movie you've never seen before; you never know what's about to happen until it does.
Can I also say to everyone, that I've never published a third person story like this. Most of my previous stories (one of which I deleted, sorry guys) were in PoVs, or Point of View.
I made the new character female, as there were way too many male supporting characters in the original Frozen: Olaf, Sven, Hans, the Duke even, the name a few.
I also apologise for not including more about Olaf, and Elsa's powers yet. I promise you all that they will be introduced more later.
So, love you all, have fun reading!
Anna awoke late that evening. She glanced around, unsure of her surroundings, then memories of the previous days came to her. A few tears leaked from her eyes, falling on the warm comforter, sizzling into steam and giving Anna a split second of pain, like you would get from a pin prick. All of a sudden, Anna realised there was another, small body beside her in the bed. Was it?
Elsa finished her meal quickly. She spent the afternoon chatting about generally nothing with Joshua. He insisted that she call him J, or at least Josh, to break the formalities. Elsa had agreed. Whenever the subject of Anna or the palace came up, the temperature would drop a little and the frost from her resting hands would spread slowly across the little wooden table towards Josh. Once Josh made her laugh again, though, the frost would immediately and speedily retreat to its owner.
Just after noon, Josh took her hand in his and led her out the doorway. He was a tall man, taller than many, and bumped his head as he always did on the short doorframe. He groaned, rubbed the sore area and continued to take Elsa down the dusty street he resided in. He took her through a small forest area, on the opposite side of Arendelle to the North Mountain side, to a glistening blue lake. Elsa gasped with amazement.
"It's, it's breathtaking!" she said with an astonished gasp. Josh beamed. A mischievous thought formed in the back of his mind.
"Hey, Elsa," he said softly. Elsa turned towards him. "Come here," he called.
Anna slowly lifted the crumpled sheets, intrigued but slightly frightened by what might lay beneath. Finally, her inextinguishable curiosity took hold and she ripped the blankets up, throwing them across the room where they snared on a coat rack and shredded in two. She cringed and her attention returned to the thing that slept beside her. It was...
"OMG IT'S A KITTEN! ITS A F***ING KITTEN OMG!" she screamed. The kitten woke up with a jolt, and, claws flying everywhere, scrambled across the floor to hide behind the very same coat rack that the sheets had torn on. "Sorry..." Anna apologised, rubbing the scratches the kitten had given her.
She jumped out of bed, tiptoeing ever so quietly across the room. The innocent little ginger kitten was once again sleeping peacefully. She scooped her up, cuddling her close to her chest. He seemed to have forgiven her and purred lovingly.
"I think I'll name you..." she searched frantically through her brain for a suitable name. "Pockets!" (Personally, I'd name her Skittles, but this is in a world where Skittles unfortunately do not yet exist. I thought Pockets was just as cute and original.)
Pockets yawned and leaped out of Anna's arms. She trotted back to the bed, and in doing so, spontaneously burst into flames. Anna giggled as Pockets extinguished herself, snuggling into the same spot she had been before. Anna decided to let her sleep, while she herself went downstairs for a snack.
She flung open the fridge, well, it would have been a fridge, if Anna had ice powers. But she didn't, so it was really more of an oven. But back to our story.
Just what she wanted. A perfectly cooked roasted chicken, with a side of roasted potatoes and hot gravy. She carried it to the table, and forgetting her manners, ripped chunk after chunk off the chicken and shoved it handful after handful down her throat. She scooped up mouthfuls of gravy-drenched potatoes and washed it all down with a glass of Fanta! This might have been centuries ago, but magic is eternal!
As she slurped the final remains of the gravy pot, Pockets hopped down the stairs. When she reached the bottom, she stretched, and burst into flames again. The fire slowly petered out as she reached the table, and she used the smoky silk tablecloth as a climbing wall to reach the top of the table. She rubbed her head against Anna's hand, meowing, begging for food. Anna laughed and walked back to the "fridge". She pulled out a dish of smoked salmon and warm cat's milk which she placed on the table next to the purring Pockets. Pockets dived into it and Anna watched her, amused.
Anna left Pockets where she was, and decided to go outside for a little stroll down the mountain. She closed the doors slowly behind her, so as to lock Pockets inside and prevent her from escaping.
After only a few metres, Anna realised that she couldn't go down a mountain dressed like this. She waved her arms and her dress soon changed to a yellow knee-length skirt and orange singlet top. Her high-heels were replaced with soft grey boots and she continued her descent. She skipped through the forest, admiring the beautiful flowers sprouting from the grass around her. But then she saw a sight that made her stop in her tracks.
Meanwhile, back in Arendelle, Elsa could not believe the extravagant and awe-inspiring beauty of the lake in front of her. At the bottom she could see technicolored fish swimming by, bubbling greetings to their friends. Around the lake, were a variety of blue flowers, from baby blue to dark navy. Soft petals were doused in sprays of dew, and the lake in whole smelled like the Royal Gardens, Anna's favourite place. Anna...
Elsa was soon overcome with fear for her sister and grief. The ground froze rapidly, and the lake glazed over. The flowers wilted from the extreme cold and snow began to pile up over everything. Josh shivered uncontrollably, totally inappropriately dressed for this weather, and when he spoke, his teeth chattered together, making it near impossible to decipher.
"W-wha-what's-s w-wr-wrong, E-El?" He managed.
Elsa couldn't answer. She crouched on the ground, head between her legs, hand over her head, and cried. It started as just a choked sob, then grew until she was bawling. Josh stood riveted on the spot, unsure of what to do. Finally, he came over to Elsa, sandalled feet crunching in the snow. He placed his arms around her, hugging her tightly. He could just make out the word she was repeating.
"A-Anna..."
"Hey, Elsa, she'll be fine. I'm sure she's all tucked up nicely in the palace, cosy in her room, waiting for you to come home."
Elsa nodded slightly and slowly, slowly, the snow disappeared, the flowers blooming once again, filling the air with their pleasant and captivating aroma. The lake thawed, let the seemingly untouched fish swim freely. Elsa's face was covered in cold tears, and she wiped her face clear with the back of her sleeve. She wrapped her arms around Josh, and he picked her up, swinging her through the air like a small child. Her melodious laughter filled the air, and he pulled her back in for a kiss, the mischievous thought he had considered earlier.
Unlike the soft pecks they had endured before, this one was filled with a strong passion, and Josh's tongue begged entry, pushing against Elsa's pale lips. She obliged, and her own tongue pushed into his. They kissed hungrily for a long time.
They broke apart, gasping for air. Josh's legs collapsed beneath him and he sprawled on the ground. Elsa landed on top of him and they lay there for an eternity.
Josh reached into his pocket, pulling out a small thing. Should he do it now, when they were caught in a moment? Or should he wait? He chose the first option. He sat up and unlaced his fingers from Elsa's.
"I love you Elsa, with everything I am. There is just one thing I have to ask you," he began.
"And that is?" she questioned with a heartwarming smile.
Ooh, what could this question be? Wait until the next update to find out!
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