Ice Cream On the Beach part 3:
With Sprinkles
"What are you two doing?" Kristoff asked from inside the catering vehicle.
"Why, we're here to buy some of your delicious ice cream, of course." Anna chirped.
"Quit playing around, tubby."
"Tubby!? Elsa, he just called me fat!"
She tugged the blonde's arm close to her chest while Kristoff howled like a hyena. Anna's face was distraught as she bounced up and down. Elsa tried to push out the heavenly feeling pressed against her arm.
Anna, please stop bouncing. Your breasts keep hitting my arm, although they are really soft, so I don't mind, but... Wait, what am I thinking!?
Elsa thought she felt steam come out of her ears at the contact of her skin against Anna's. She reached out her arms to grasp Anna by the shoulders so she could look into her eyes. Liquid emerald glistened up at Elsa.
"Anna, how many times do I have to tell you, you're not fat. Not the least bit tubby." She smiled genuinely, accrediting her previous thought to physical contact she clearly wasn't used to.
"Thank you, Els." Anna's bubbly charisma quickly resurfaced.
Elsa shot a glare toward Kristoff. "Him, on the other hand, could try to lose a few pounds."
The burly blonde stepped back, surprise shooting his eyebrows up. "Me! This," he flexed one of his arms, then tensed his abdominal, showcasing his physique, "is all muscle, baby. You know you want some of this," he said with a smug grin.
"Sorry, I'm gay."
"And I'm your sister."
They both had dead faces on as well as flat voices. Even Kristoff showed his displeasure with a straight brow line. All three of them sported deadly unamused expressions.
"That...was a joke." Kristoff was the first to crack a grin.
Then suddenly, the trio all laughed at their awkwardness. Kristoff belted out a deep, hearty laugh with his hands on his hips. Anna doubled over, slapping her knee, and Elsa softly chuckled into her hand with her eyes closed. She went to wipe away an imaginary tear and looked at Anna. A smile of affection graced her lips as she watched Anna's lovely form laughing cheerfully, her copper braids hanging loosely over her shoulders. Anna didn't notice her staring.
Unbeknownst to Elsa, Kristoff had.
He regarded his sister from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't remember a time when she was laughing like she was now, or smiling happily in the presence of someone other than him. Even with his terrible jokes and his brotherly affection toward his sister, Elsa showed restraint. She was always caving in on herself when she felt insecure, scared or nervous or anxious. But Anna had changed Elsa. In a way he didn't know how, Anna managed to break Elsa out of her own cold prison. Maybe it was because she showed unconditional love, or the fact that when they first met Anna, she was just as closed off on the inside as Elsa was.
It was true. When Anna first entered their parlour as the siblings were closing up, her now normally cheerful expression was marred with unkempt sadness. It looked as though she had nothing left of her heart, shattered beyond repair. It broke them both, but Elsa was the first one to act. In time, Anna opened up more and more, showing her true self.
Krisoff lost himself in his recollection of events, but came back to the presently bubbly Anna and equally ecstatic Elsa at the sound of an unregal snort come from the platinum blonde. Her eyes widened at the sound emitted from her nasal passage and both Anna and Kristoff turned to her with similar expressions on their faces.
Oh my gosh! Did that just come from me?
Anna shot her arms up to Elsa's pale shoulders, laughter forgotten. "Holy smokes, Elsa, that was so adorable!"
Yeah, it sure did. Geez, this is embarrassing. Why? I don't know.
Elsa gave a quick glance to Anna's shimmering eyes then buried her face in her hands. God, why am I so embarrassed! It was just a snort... In front of Anna...
"You don't need to be embarrassed, darling."
Elsa shifted one of her fingers and peeked one eye out. "Don't call me that." She glared through her eye but she hid her smile behind her hands.
"Elsa, I know when you're smiling."
No way!
Pulling her lips over her reflexive smile proved to be difficult, but she managed to do it as she dropped her hands to her side. A shy smile still tugged at her lips just as Kristoff spoke.
"What the heck were you guys doing in there anyway? What took you so long?"
Kristoff regarded the two women turn to him, cheeks shading to a porcelain pink and summer crimson. He looked between the two and went to rub the back of his neck, chuckling light heartedly. "I guess I shouldn't have asked?" His inflection came near the end of his intended statement.
Whoa whoa whoa! What do you think we were doing, Kristoff!
Gathering her wits, Elsa stumbled forward, mouth agape. "No, Kristoff, w-we weren't doing anything."
"Sadly, she is correct," the ginger said in a somber tone.
"Okay, okay. I believe you. It was just a question because it got a little busy while you two were doing...things." His eyes twinkled with his teasing.
Elsa scoffed as she stepped inside the vehicle to punch him on his shoulder. She was quite strong despite the difference in size.
"I-I-I told you! W-we weren't doing anything..." She looked down at her white slippers, tucking locks of hair behind her ear.
Kristoff's muscles tensed as he laughed. "Anna's habit is rubbing off on you."
"What habit?"
He pointed at the side of her head. "She always tucks her hair behind her ears when she's nervous or watching you intently."
Elsa turned to the redhead for confirmation.
Anna simply shrugged at Elsa. "He's right," she chimed with a wide smile.
Once again exchanging her pale cheeks for a much more vibrant colour, Elsa began launching a flurry of punches at Kristoff's giant shoulder. "We. Didn't. Do. A-a-a-anything!"
Her onslaught continued as Kristoff attempted to calm his sister's storm of embarrassment. "Ow, ow, ow alright, I get it! You didn't do anything! Anna!" His tone was playful even though Elsa was using him as a punching bag, seemingly holding nothing back. In between bouts of laughter he called out for help. "Please! Save me!"
"I got this!" Anna nearly yelled as she also made her way into the catering vehicle. Noticing the ice maker near the slushie flavours she quickly stuck both her hands into the chopped ice and pulled them out. Without missing a beat Anna placed her cold hands on Elsa's exposed back.
A high pitched shriek rattled her throat as it resonated in her ears, a sharp jolt shooting up her spine.
Cold cold cold!
Anna snaked her hands to Elsa's stomach dancing under her apron, cold fingers trailing her path. Elsa immediately stopped her assault on Kristoff's arm and shoved Anna's arms down away from her abdomen.
"Anna!" she screeched as she swivelled around to face her.
"What's the matter? I thought the cold never bothered you." Her grin was as cheeky as a twelve year old who just managed to kiss her crush without them expecting it. Anna's fingers danced in the air like a puppeteer's skillful fingers.
"C'mon, Elsa baby. Let me touch you some more!"
God, these nicknames are getting too...intimate.
"Stop, don't come any closer." Elsa said sternly as she hunched over, one hand clutching the front of her apron and the other holding out her index finger in between her and her predator. Anna wheezed heavily as she watched her prey back away, feeding the rush coursing in her veins and the lustful hunger dripping from her mouth. When Elsa bumped into Kristoff he held her shoulders to steady her minimal shaking.
"Sorry to break up the hunt, but we've got customers."
Elsa and Anna both looked at Kristoff then at the oncoming customers. Two beautiful women walked up to the ice cream catering vehicle just as Anna made her way out of it and sat on one of the tall stools set in the front, not wanting to bother the siblings while they worked. In mere seconds all three of them regained themselves to the more presentable facade each of them was accustomed to.
Kristoff pulled on his apron which he had set down, sporting an infectious smile and bright hazel eyes. Elsa, in all her fine regality, became the friendly, sociable face that Anna knew, by interacting with her on a daily basis, was a thin mask to cover up her usually quiet self. Anna knew Elsa liked to keep to herself if all of her own failed attempts at asking her out to a harmless movie told her anything. Even still, Elsa wasn't a shut-in or socially awkward, in fact, Anna thought she was quite the opposite, having a very likable personality.
Anna sat on a tall stool with her elbows on the counter, fingers interlocked in front of her mouth while her braids cascaded down her back. Cerulean eyes caught her staring conspicuously at herself.
Anna, you're staring right at me. You're not even trying to hide it either!
Elsa attempted to convey her unspoken words to the freckled girl to no avail. She kept her eyes trained on her as she interacted with the two beach enthusiasts.
One of the women had shoulder-length, jet-black hair. It amazed Elsa how straight it was, shining in the hot sun. She was rather pale, not as much as Elsa's milky-white skin but more of an alabaster white. She wasn't that tall either, almost Anna's height. The other woman was taller, like a supermodel. A brunette with the ends of her hair flaring into a reddish colour coming down to her waist. Her bangs were smoothed back revealing beautifully sculpted eyebrows. Her skin was a tanned peach with a few tan lines around her chest and hip area. To Elsa, they were both gorgeous.
Wow, they're beautiful. Almost like models. I guess these are the kind of girls Anna and Kristoff would go for.
Giving the redhead another quick glance revealed that she was still watching Elsa. She sighed under her breath. With trained efficiency the duo went to work.
"What can we get you two lovely ladies?" Kristoff flashed them an award winning smile.
"I'll take a vanilla soft served!" the black haired girl spoke first, a giddy smile contrasting her somewhat lazy eyes.
"And I'll take a strawberry dipped vanilla ice cream cone. With sprinkles." She bit on her thumb in a playful manner. Elsa thought nothing of it as she went to make the easiest one first. As she was making it she heard her brother try and hit on one of the girls, most likely the one who bit her thumb.
I'm sure that was some sort of social queue to indicate that you like someone or something. She seems nice. Don't screw this up, Kristoff.
"So, are you here with anyone else? Y'know, like a boyfriend?"
"Sorry, I'm a lesbian. And sadly I currently don't have a girlfriend."
Screwed up without even trying.
"My friend here, however, is totally straight. I'm sure she'd love to date you!"
"C'mon, Ari! We came here to relax not hunt for dates."
They both giggled as Kristoff tried to regain his composure, the taller of the two hugging her straight friend. Elsa rolled her eyes as she handed the black haired girl her vanilla ice cream, inwardly laughing at her brother's expense. "Don't mind my brother. You're way out of his league." He gave her an immediate disgruntled scoff. She liked to play the little sister once in a while and tease her older brother, a smirk naturally playing on her pink lips.
After a quick thanks from the girl, Elsa went to make the other order when she noticed the brunette's eyes looking past her friend's face and directly at Anna. She didn't spare a second glance realizing that when she bit her thumb as she said 'sprinkles', the signal was meant for Anna and her freckles.
Of course. She did openly admit to being a lesbian. And who wouldn't fall for Anna, I mean, she's like the sun: radiant and warm and beautiful. And I'm sure Anna would like her more than me. Why wouldn't she, right? They're both into girls and she's more pretty than I am...
Elsa suddenly felt a pang of sadness, fully aware that deep down she actually really enjoyed Anna's affections for her. It was refreshing, to say the least.
Get it together, Elsa. There's no reason to feel jealous. You never needed anyone in the past, you don't need to rely on anyone now.
As she dipped the vanilla cone in a swirling strawberry dip, her ears registered Kristoff making light conversation with the raven beauty, but not Anna's chipper voice. Before her thoughts could catch up to her she relented to her curiosity and glanced at the ginger.
Anna was staring directly into Elsa's eyes.
Everything in Elsa stopped. For the briefest of moments it felt like time stood still, not even breath escaping her lungs. If ever there was a time where her heart skipped a beat, it had to be in that one moment.
Sounds quickly made their way back to her senses. With a slight tremble in her hands, she dowsed the ice cream in sprinkles and gave the cone to the girl with waist length hair. She was a little more inconspicuous than Anna's blatant staring, watching the redhead out of the corner of her eyes instead of fully turning to look at her.
"Oh, why thank you," she said with a faint blush.
The raven haired girl let out a delightful moan as she handed Kristoff the money. "This is really good ice cream!" She licked the corner of her lips to rid them of any soft served that missed her mouth.
Kristoff handed her the change. "We're just across the street if you ever feel like eating our ice cream or," he flexed one of his muscles but then quickly rubbed the back of his neck, a noticeable pink sweeping across his cheeks, "or if you feel like hunting for a date." His voice turned quiet and he averted his gaze from the pale girl.
She giggled happily, hiding her mouth behind her ice cream. "We'll see."
They both went to walk away, but as the tall brunette passed Anna she reached out and tapped her shoulder, finally gaining her attention. "Hey, we're heading to a beach cookout. If you want to come along you're welcome to join us- I'd...like it if you'd join us." Her nervousness was evident in both her speech and the way she rubbed her knees together.
For a second, Elsa thought she would have gone. Anna simply gave the brunette a friendly smile. "Sorry, maybe another time. This gorgeous blonde over here is taking forever to make my triple chocolate chip chocolate dipped cone. Heh, try saying that five times fast."
The tan brunette peered first at Elsa then back at the smiling redhead. With a light smile, she took Anna up on her offer. "Alright, another time. Enjoy your, uh, triple chocolate chip chocol-" she bit her tongue. "Uhm, enjoy your ice cream."
With a parting smile and a small wave the girl ran toward her awaiting friend, the two giggling off in the distance. Anna was still waving when they were gone.
This girl...
"How come you didn't go?"
Anna swivelled around in her stool looking up at the blonde with a wide grin. "Didn't you hear me? I'm waiting for my ice cream."
This girl is...
Elsa rubbed her temples with two fingers, shutting her eyes from Anna's blinding smile while a light blush began to coat her cheeks. "Kristoff, you make this one, I'm too tired." Receiving no response from her brother, she turned to him only to see a dumb, goofy grin plastered on his face, surely daydreaming of the raven-haired beauty that had just visited.
When she turned back to Anna, the same face gazed back at her.
Oh god...
"Elsa, I just want to tell you..."
This girl is...
"Please add sprinkles."
Too much.
