Frozen Bowties
Chapter 6:
Six in the morning. Another nightmare. Frozen Anna again.
Stupid curse. If it wasn't for IT, nothing of this will have happened. She would still have her baby with her. Anna will still be here…
She got up and went to the shower. After taking a good long bath, she put on gray pajamas and no gloves. She had the day free, which meant, no people. She fixed herself some breakfast. Strawberry pancakes with honey and orange juice. She smiled. She wasn't a bad cook, not at all. After finishing breakfast, Elsa washed the dishes and went to the living room. She turned on the TV.
The living room was quite fancy, but at the same time homey. It had a Persian carpet on the center with white couches around it. On the wall was a 52' inches plasma TV. The wall's color was dull white with blue Norwegian patterns. On both sides of the room, stood out two black tables with artificial white roses on the center. On wall opposite to the elegant white door, a lonely couch on the side of the window was covered in papers, pens and books. There's where Elsa liked to write. It was her 'inspiration' corner.
Her favorite TV show was on. It was an animated comedy. Yes, Elsa watched cartoons. So what? She did not know how much time she was watching it, but a light knock on her door made her jump. She did not expected visitors. That's what she though until she heard the sound of paper falling. Mail.
Thank goodness it was no one.
She stood up and walked to the front door. Tons of letters, fifty perhaps, were laying on the ground. Probably more fan mail. She pick them up and walked through the white hall into her living room. As custom, she sat down again and separate the fan mail from her normal mail. Forty nine fan letters, one invitation. The letter seemed to be from city hall.
Greetings!
We cordially invite you to the annual City Hall Ball. The best explorers, scientists and writers are invited to this exclusive event, and you are in. this year, it would be a royalty ball, dress as royalty and if you come, you might be able the meet the 'real' royalty. Bring someone with you. It could either be family or a friend. Saturday night.
Sincerely,
City Hall
The City Hall Ball. They had never invited her to it. This was quite an honor. All the best of the best will be there. But there will be lots of people. She'll have to wear those forsaken gloves. But as long as the party didn't last long, she'll go. It says that she can bring a friend. Might as well ask Emma.
The best of the best…
Elsa's eyes widened. If Peabody was there, maybe, Sherman will be there too! Elsa smiled. But it faded quickly. But Hans might be there as well. No. Sherman cannot know about her. At least, not yet.
…..
Peabody did not know how much time he spend looking at the picture behind the book. Or at the City Hall letter beside it. If she was a recognizable author worldwide, she might be there. Sherman might recognize her. Peabody looked down, his ears backed. What if she wanted to take Sherman away from him? Like Grunion. He could not afford that.
But if Sherman wanted to meet her. Then so be it. Sherman said he was ready to face her.
Peabody promised he would look for her.
If she wanted to take him away, he will fight for him again and again. No matter what were her 'good' reasons to leave a poor defenseless baby inside a box, it didn't give her any right to take Sherman away. He'll make sure she didn't take him. Nobody would. Not now, not in the next fifty years or so. He still wanted to see his grandchildren, though… um- scratch that.
He'll take Sherman to that ball, and they will meet his mom face to face on Saturday night. That's what they are going to do. Maybe introduce Sherman to the British royalty too…
