AN: Well, I assumed I'd be getting inspiration for all these empty Author's Notes based on what people are saying in reviews, but it seems I'm updating faster than my two lovely companions can review, and nobody else has seen this yet. C'est la vie. I'm sure I can keep this up.

Day 3, Part 2

"Why, your majesty! I'm all too flattered."

A section of Arendelle Castle housed its soldiery, and behind it was a small archery range, not as well-equipped as Merida was accustomed to, but perfectly serviceable. She stood there beneath a darkening sky, her bow and quiver slung over her shoulder, laughing and striking a flirtatious pose, completely alone.

"You really think I should be the one to teach you archery?" Merida said coquettishly to an empty space beside her. "You really think I'm the best archer in all the world? Well, when you're right, you're right, babe! I'll show you the ropes."

She mimed placing her hands on someone's hips, and resting her chin on the person's shoulder. "It just fills me with joy that you want to try this," she said slavishly. "It just makes my eyes wet… and seeing you with a bow makes somethin' else wet too. Now pull back like this…" She pretended to help her pull back on the bowstring.

"Boy, it's so great to be this close to you," she said raggedly. "Dear God, do I ever want to stick my tongue in some places… now fire! Loose that arrow, my darling! FWOOM!" She pretended to see the arrow soar off into the distance.

"Och, not to worry, my love," she said sympathetically. "Now, don't be discouraged! Och, don't say that, of course you can. It's just like making love, which you and I have done many, many times at this point in my fantasy…" She stood on tiptoe to kiss the imaginary Elsa on the cheek.

"Hello, Merida," a voice said darkly.

Merida jumped in surprise and fumbled with her bow, hastily aiming an arrow at the target and, blushing, refusing to look in the direction of the voice. "Hi, Anna," she said, more shrilly than she had intended.

"Hi!" Anna said cheerfully, having just come around the corner of the barracks. "I mean… hi," she corrected, resuming her dangerous tone.

Merida looked away from the target and blinked at Anna uncertainly. "'Sup?" she said to break the silence.

"Oh, I'll tell you 'sup."

"…Please do."

"Oh. Uh, right… sure…" Anna straightened, adjusted her dress, and cleared her throat. "Well, now that you're officially dating my sister…"

"Ooh, dating!" Merida said excitedly. "I like that word much better than 'courting', don't you? I used 'courting' to start with because it sounded formal and royal, and it kinda stuck, but it's just such a stiff and sexless word, really. Sorry, what were you saying?"

Anna blinked. "…You made me forget."

"Now that I'm officially dating your sister…" Merida prompted.

"Right! Yeah!" Anna said in relief. With a low growl, she continued, "Yeah… I want to know what your intentions are, young lady."

Merida looked her over, amused, lowering her bow and slipping the arrow back into her quiver. "Isn't it the lass's older family members who are supposed to threaten the new paramour?"

"Well, Elsa doesn't have any older family members," said Anna, "so it falls to me, her sister-heir, to pick up the slack in a situation like this."

"Sister-heir, I like that too! That's a cool title. Makes you sound badass."

"Well, keep in mind how badass you think I sound as I grill you about your intentions toward my sister," Anna declared. "Spill it."

"You want to know what I want from your sister?" said Merida, setting her bow and quiver aside. "Well, I'll tell you…"

"Ooh, are you going to sing?" Anna said eagerly, forgetting her menacing swagger once again.

"Oh, God no," said Merida, appalled. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Uh… I dunno. Go on."

"Right, right, sorry," said Merida. "My intentions toward your sister. Well… sequentially… first thing I want to do is get my hands on your sister's lovely… perky, pale, and perfect… queen-size boobies. And pull them right out of one of those slinky dresses she wears, and put my face between 'em and go BBBBBBB!" She shook her head back and forth rapidly, her eyes closed and making loud vibrations with her lips.

"Whoa," Anna breathed.

"And then, after that—we're talking hours or maybe even days after—I want to look into her face as the touch of my fingers makes her go, 'Uh! Uh! Uh!'" She rolled her eyes backward and dangled her tongue out of her mouth.

"Oh my God," Anna said in a strangled voice.

"And then I want to put a ring on her finger," Merida said, suddenly serious. "And maybe she puts one on mine too, I don't really know what the protocol is. Then we're gonna get married, and… I'm gonna love her 'til my dying day, if I can."

Anna's lip quivered, and her eyes widened, enchanted. "That's so beautiful!" she sobbed. "Welcome to the family." She threw herself upon Merida and hugged her tightly.

Merida chuckled. "Aww. I'm glad you approve, hot stuff." She reached down and squeezed Anna's bottom.

"Whoa!" Anna cried out, jumping backward. "Hey, not cool! You're dating my sister!"

"Sorry," Merida said casually, her smirk indicating that she wasn't remotely sorry. "Force of habit. I don't often hug a girl for innocent reasons. I'm usually shooting for… you know. I used to really get around. But your sister… no one I've ever been with has ever asked for or presumed any fidelity on my part, and Elsa's said nothing of the sort, but just by being her she… she demands it. She's the one."

Anna beamed. "She is the one, isn't she? That's so sweet. So… yeah. No going around squeezing other girls' butts."

Merida sighed. "That'll be an entirely new experience for me. But she is worth it."

"So… tell me," said Anna, fascinated. "All these heaps and heaps of other girls you've been with… can I hear some stories?"

"Well, I don't remember individual girls and occasions all that well," Merida admitted. "They kinda blend together… but sure, I'll try to whip out some stories sometime." She glanced up at the position of the sun. "Not right now, though. Your sister and I have plans to take a walk around the castle together, and I'm hoping to get some boob action before the day is over."

"What? Merida, it's your first day as a couple," Anna said in alarm.

Merida picked up her bow and arrow and slung them over her shoulder again. "I know. And I know I came on too strong at the beginning there, but… I think I can do it. I'm unbelievably seductive."

"Well, good luck," Anna said absently, following her gaze to the dipping sun. "Enjoy her boobs. Oh, hey, before you go…" She unbuttoned her dress slightly, revealing her cleavage and pressing her breasts together to emphasize it, looking at Merida beseechingly. "What do you think of my boobs? Do you think Kristoff will like them? Give me your honest assessment. I know I already asked Rapunzel about this, but I would value the opinion of someone who actually likes boobs."

Merida looked over Anna's body with a discerning, calculating eye. "I think they're delightful," she said sincerely. "He'll love them with all his heart, if he doesn't already."

Anna looked down at her own chest. "Yeah… he's probably been looking forward to seeing them for ages!"

"They couldn't possibly disappoint him," said Merida. She saluted Anna and turned back toward the castle.

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"Ah, there you are."

Merida emerged from her guest room, finding Elsa waiting for her in the hall.

"Yeah, sorry," Merida replied. "Was just putting some stuff back in my room before coming to find you."

"Excellent," Elsa said pleasantly. "So, a short nighttime stroll before bed?"

"Indeed, indeed…"

Merida's eyes instantly shot to Elsa's breasts, then her hands did too, enveloping them and ever so slowly beginning to squeeze them tighter and tighter.

Elsa's hands gently snaked up to Merida's, grabbing her by the wrists and pushing her hands away. "Not yet," she said gently, smiling. "Yeah. Not… yet."

"Really?" Merida said in disappointment, shooting a glance at Elsa's face then back to her chest. She pretended to fight against Elsa's grip, extending her fingers as far as she could and wiggling them, frantically trying to touch her again.

Her jest hit home, and Elsa giggled so hard that she snorted loudly, producing a puff of oversized snowflakes. "Gosh, you're funny," she said fondly.

Merida caught one of the snowflakes on her tongue, then licked her lips mischievously.

"And sexy," Elsa admitted. "I want to get to know you better and I'm really nervous about getting physical, but I just… can't… stop myself…" She spread her arms out to the sides, still holding Merida's wrists, and leaned in for a kiss.

At the last second, Merida deflected the kiss by standing up on her tiptoes, flicking the tip of Elsa's nose with her tongue as Elsa's lips bumped ineffectively against her chin.

"That's only natural," Merida said sweetly. "You can't stop wanting to kiss me because you've only just realized that you've always wanted to kiss girls. You'll get used to it, take it from me."

Elsa beamed, and this time their lips did meet, ever so briefly, and Elsa released Merida's hands.

"Walk with me?" Elsa whispered.

"Gladly," Merida said faintly, her eyes fluttering with ecstasy.

As they walked together, Merida's eyes scanned Elsa's dress, which was purple and knee-length, and like most of her dresses was glossy, sparkly, and backed by a trailing cape.

"Well, I see you were right when you said you know about personal style," she said. "You've definitely narrowed yours down. I love the dresses you wear."

"Thank you," said Elsa, smiling. "I make all my own clothes."

"Really?"

"Well, not by hand… I mean, not really. Just… out of thin air. They're ice."

"Really?" Merida said again, looking more carefully at the dress. "That's amazing. I knew I feel a chill whenever I touch you, but I thought that was just you."

"No, my body isn't icy at all," said Elsa. "My body temperature is perfectly normal, pleasant even. You'll see soon enough." Realizing what she had just said, she blushed furiously. "I mean… you might see… if… if you play your cards right… thaaaat's worse, that is naughty..."

Merida chuckled. "You're allowed to flirt with me, your majesty. We're dating now."

"Right," Elsa said hastily, calming herself. "Of course we are. 'Dating'. That sounds much more personal than 'courting'…"

"That's just what I said," Merida said gleefully. "So, what else can you make out of ice?"

"Without it actually being ice? So far, just clothes. Just spangly, glittery, kinda skintight clothes. But I'm experimenting. I've tried generating food out of nothing… no good. It's just snow. Looks good, looks real, but it's always too cold, and not filling, and lowers your core temperature. Terrible."

She stopped, having reached her bedroom door.

"Well… here I am," she said awkwardly. "Um…"

Elsa turned to face Merida, and took both of her hands in her own.

"Tell me… one personal thing about yourself," said Elsa. "Something your girlfriend ought to know."

"That right?" Merida said thoughtfully. "Well, girlfriend, I'll have to take a moment… something short? Not sharing our big ruining-the-kingdom stories yet, right?"

"Right."

"Hrmm…" said Merida. "All right… okay, here's something I've never told anyone."

"Okay," Elsa said nervously.

"I dream of going on an African safari," said Merida. "I want to go hunting there. I've heard of the animals that can be found there, and I tell you, I hardly dare to believe that half of those that I've heard of are even real. I'd have some trophies to bring home that have never been seen in my country!"

"That does sound interesting," said Elsa. "Something completely new."

"Completely new," Merida agreed. "Hell, I've never even seen a black person. Met some Chinese merchants once, but just about everybody else I've ever met has been northern European, and those people are all really, really white…"

"That's kind of by definition," Elsa said dryly.

"It gets old, is what I'm saying," said Merida, shrugging. "Be cool if there were more diversity in my social circle, you know. Open my mind a little."

"Oh, sure," Elsa agreed.

Merida beamed. "So… what's your personal thing?"

Elsa hastily withdrew her hands from Merida's at the sight of a guard passing by a perpendicular hallway. When he continued on his way instead of coming toward them, Elsa wrapped her arms around Merida's waist.

"Sorry about that," she said quickly. "Well, here's mine… when I was little, I thought… I thought I would be this really great athlete… but then I spent all those years shut up in my bedroom with no space to exercise, and I became this complete geek instead. My head is full of all this information about science and art… and, I haven't so much as gone for a jog since I started leaving my room. I'm too afraid to even try."

Merida tilted her head. "Why? Because you think you'll suck?"

"Pretty much."

"That's no reason not to do something, lass, that's a reason to do it over and over and over again, until you don't suck anymore," Merida said grandly. "Och, we're still young yet. We're so very, very young. We've got time to get these things done, yeah?"

"Yes, I suppose we do," said Elsa. She lowered her face toward Merida's, but pulled away and uneasily looked up and down the hall. "Um… would you care to step inside and say goodnight?"

"Gladly, your majesty," Merida said mischievously.

Elsa opened her door and gestured for Merida to enter. "Would you try not to sound so naughty while we're out in the open?" she hissed, though she was grinning broadly.

Merida responded by blowing her a kiss as she passed her into the room. Elsa followed her and carefully closed the door, making absolutely sure it was secure before leaning against it, beaming at Merida, who smiled back.

"All right then," Elsa said softly. "I'd say we have a minute, maybe two, before 'saying goodnight' runs long enough to be suspicious… come here, you." She spread her arms.

Merida slowly approached and ran her hands up Elsa's stomach, all the way up to her shoulders, before hauling herself up for a kiss. Elsa embraced her tightly and kissed her back with more heat than they had ever exchanged before, crushing her lips as hard as she could.

"Oh, your majesty," Merida said passionately.

"The door is closed, sweetheart," Elsa mumbled into her mouth. "Call me by my name, won't you?"

"Sorry," Merida whispered. "Elsa."

"Mmmm," Elsa moaned, swirling her tongue around Merida's.

Merida responded by gnawing on Elsa's lower lip, then gently brushed her own lips down Elsa's chin and to her neck, nuzzling, licking, and biting.

"Oh, wow," Elsa gasped, her eyelids fluttering.

Merida's lips moved down from Elsa's neck to her chest, her love bites becoming gentle kisses as she traveled closer and closer to the neckline of Elsa's dress, which she was slowly pulling down with one finger.

Elsa jumped in surprise and, reflexively, shoved Merida away and rapidly opened the door, staring at the floor. "…Well, goodnight, Merida," she said in a high-pitched voice.

Merida winced apologetically and exited the room.

"This is…" Elsa muttered, not looking at her. "This is nice. I think this is going to grow into something… beautiful, and wonderful, and amazing."

Merida smiled at her. "I'm sure you have no idea. 'Night, Elsa."

Elsa closed the door, her hands shaking with nerves.

"Hmm," Merida remarked to herself, wandering away down the hall. "Not as much boob action as I would have hoped. …I didn't need it, I suppose. Nah, I really didn't. I've got all I need."

She passed in front of a huge window and gazed out at the starry sky.

"I love her," she realized. "God help me, I really do."

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AN: Well, let's see, I'm sure I can improvise something insightful and analytical about the events of the story… nope, no I can't.