"Elsa, why is he here?"

That was the question Anna had for Elsa. They were in Elsa's apartment, which had blue walls, blue couch…blue everything. Elsa was sitting on the couch, Anna was pacing in circles in front of the couch.

"Anna," Elsa answered, "he said it himself. He's visiting his friends, who, apparently, live here."

"I know, Elsa, it's just…" Anna sighed and sat down next to Elsa. "It's just that after the whole Gaston thing…I expect the worst in people."

"You've changed, Anna," Elsa said softly while running her hand thru Elsa's hair, "You were such a happy girl when we first met. What happened?"

"I've evolved," Anna answered. "I trust you, Elsa, I just don't like the thought that…"

Elsa became angry and stood up. "That WHAT, Anna? That I'm still in love with him? That we're sleeping together? If you really trust me then WHY IS THERE A PROBLEM?!" she yelled.

Anna became very quiet and curled up. "Elsa…"

All Elsa saw was her father, spouting conservative nonsense.

"I mean seriously!" she ranted. "You keep using your pity card for everything! Good GOD!" Anna started crying.

Elsa snapped back to reality. "Oh my god…Anna…" she said lowly. She sat back down on the couch and hugged Anna, who was crying rivers now.

"I'm sorry, Anna, I'm so sorry…" she said slowly. "I didn't mean it."

Anna sniffled. "Why'd you say that? That was so ugly." She sobbed.

"Anna, if you didn't already know, my dad and I, well…" Elsa explained, "we didn't always see eye to eye. I love him and all, but he took his job as a pastor a little too seriously. Super conservative. He often thought my guy friends were sleeping with me, and every week we had the same argument you and I just had. I guess it just got to me."

"If you don't love me anymore…it's okay. I understand." Anna said glumly.

"Me not love you?" Elsa replied, "Impossible. You complete me, hon." Her lips found Anna's forehead and met it. "I'm sorry, dear. I love you."