Like any other day, Elsa began hers by waking up and making some coffee and a simple breakfast. She packed her brothers lunch, he was becoming more insistent on not eating out, desperate to escape their current place in the world, and Kristoff had started saving money left and right. The smell of the coffee had Kristoff at the table in a heartbeat, he was now conditioned to get breakfast made for him almost every morning.

"Good morning!" Elsa said cheerfully.

"Why were you sleeping on the floor? Must have been uncomfortable huh?" Kristoff sunk in his chair at her words.

"I am really sorry about the snoring, Elsa maybe next time you could just wake me up? I mean my back kinda hurts now." he said. She turned and looked at her brother as she was dumping his scrambled eggs onto his plate, Elsa had a mischievous grin plastered on her face as she put the plate in front of him.

"What the hell is that?!" he said looking at his food.

"Sorry we don't have any ham." Elsa laughed at her brother's expression when he saw his plate full of green eggs. "Eat it Kris, it's just eggs. And food coloring. Too bad you didn't get the reference, it was your favorite book when we were kids ya know." she told him. "Enjoy! I am going to check the mail." said Elsa as she put her slippers on and walked out of the apartment.

Elsa open their mailbox and almost died at what she found. It was a picture of herself and Kristoff, together in bed. While it wasn't explicit, it was however, highly suggestive and ultimately compromising. She turned it over in an effort to see who it was from, instead all that was there was a short note,

'God will smite you'

The color instantly drained from her face, and she slowly looked over her left shoulder then the right. Elsa was paranoid, looking around her every few steps while she fast walked back to the apartment. Tears were burning at her eyes as she flung the door open and burst inside, startling her brother in the process.

"Elsa, what's wrong?" asked Kristoff. There was no mistaking the look of pure fear on his sister's face, which was solidified by her silently flying into her room, where she had rarely been lately. The two had been spending practically every waking moment of their home life together. At home, they are a couple. Elsa had no intention of telling her brother, this was something she needed to deal with on her own.

Later that day Kristoff was at work, knee deep in the disassembly of an engine, when he noticed his boss had come up behind him.

"Kristoff" Startled he smacked his head on the underside of the hood. He stood up and turned around facing his boss.

"Yes sir?"

"I need to see you in my office please." He silently followed his boss, when they arrived to the office, Kristoff took a seat on the front side of the desk. "I am happy to see that you're getting' some, boy." he said winking at Kristoff. "But I don't need you to send me pictures as proof." Kristoff cocked his head slightly.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked his boss. The large smile instantly fell from his boss's face. He turned his computer screen on his desk. "Where the fuck did you get that?" he said firmly.

"Wait, you didn't send this to me?" he asked Kristoff. The photo was of him and a woman laying his bed, he was shirtless, while she was under the covers. Kristoff was never more thankful that he had not introduced his sister to the people he worked with, than at that very moment. His boss had no clue that the woman in the photo was in fact his sister.

"Sven! How are you?" said Anna as she spotted a familiar face in the store. Sven did a double take.

"Anna? Is that you?" he squinted his eyes a little.

"Yep! It's me." she replied.

"Wow, long time no see eh?"

"How are things with Kristoff?" he asked.

Anna looked down at the floor. "We uh...we broke up." she said plainly. Sven's posture improved when he heard what she said.

"I am sorry to hear that, Anna. Elsa has been being rather distant with me lately. I don't think she is happy." said Sven.

'This guy has absolutely no clue.' Anna thought.

"Hey want to get together one day this weekend and grab some dinner? My treat." Sven asked with his fingers crossed behind his back. "Just as friends." he quickly added. Anna thought for a second and tried to find a way out, but she had a hard time turning down free food.

"Sure, why not." she said.

"Awesome, I will text you the details later, alright?"

Anna smiled and nodded "Sure sounds good." Something about their encounter made Anna feel good about herself but she didn't really know why.

Elsa and Kristoff ate dinner in an uncomfortable silence, neither had told the other about what they had found. The two minds thought a lot alike, they both suspected the same person. Elsa didn't want to kill anyone, all she wanted was to be left alone so she and Kristoff could live happily in peace together. She was beginning to feel like perhaps she would need to make good on her promise to Anna. Kristoff began to concoct a plan in his mind, he felt the need to keep this from Elsa, to keep her blissfully unaware. Or so he thought.

As the end of the week began to draw near, Sven found himself becoming more and more excited about his dinner with Anna. He was feeling like a kid going on his first date. Flashes of the redhead popped into his mind every now and then, she was beautiful, kind of short, and she wore glasses just like Elsa he thought. Sven's posture sunk a little at the thought of his girlfriend. He had not really thought about her in a few days, he hadn't called her nor her him.

When Saturday night finally rolled around, Elsa found herself sitting on the couch with her brother watching a rather cheesy movie about some kind of convoluted love triangle. In her mind, as she watched, she noticed the girl was falling for the taller more, handsome man, while the shorter other man started to become resentful and distant, eventually ignoring the girl who he had claimed was his best friend. When they did speak, he was often rude to her, maybe even mean. Elsa began to see these two men as Kristoff and Sven, respectively.

The figurative wheels in her mind began to turn, 'what if it's Sven who is doing this?' she thought to herself. She remembered that they had not so much as spoke in several days. As the movie progressed, the event became darker and darker, at a certain point it was evident that this was a war no one was going to win. Unconsciously, Elsa sank further into her brothers comforting shoulder. Kristoff leaned his head over and tenderly kissed the top of his sister's head.

"Getting pretty intense isn't it?" he said. Kristoff had the ability to simply watch a movie and enjoy it, he rarely if ever drew parallels between the fiction and his reality. Elsa returned his smile as she looked up, she looked into his eyes and wanted to kiss him, but her eyes began to dart around the room in fear.

'Someone is watching' she thought.

'Just give him a little peck' she told herself. And so Elsa pecked her brother on the lips. Elsa found her cheeks wet from tears, as the movie ended. The tragedy had reviled its self and all of the characters had perished.

Sven finally heard the doorbell ring. He perked up instantly and ran to the Mirror in the hallway, checking himself over. He wanted to look as good as possible for her. Sven twisted the door handle and pulled it open, he scanned from the bottom to the top. Obviously a woman, tennis shoes, ankle socks, beautiful bare legs to a little above her knees, and then her simple black sleeveless dress. And her red hair contrasted by her fantastically green eyes, surrounded by the dark frames of her glasses. Sven's eye's darted back to her feet.

Anna noticed and said, "Sorry, but I don't do heels."

Trying to be smooth, Sven quickly came up with a reply, "The only reason the get up works, is because you aren't wearing them." This statement elicited an impressed chuckle from Anna.

"Some men have a thing for high heels but, I in fact do not. Quite the contrary actually." Sven moved to the side and guided her in with a gesture. Anna may have, in fact felt some butterflies in the pit of her stomach.

"I like your suit, Sven." Anna made an attempt to return his compliment, though not quite as elaborate. She could feel his eyes on her. It didn't feel like an uncomfortable gaze though. Anna raised her head too look at him, and noticed that he had been staring at her. Sven's eyes immediately darted away and he blushed deeply. Anna smiled and blushed a little as well.

'Maybe I do still have that effect on people' Anna thought to herself.

"The food is not quite ready yet, sorry" he said. Anna made a disarming wave of her hand.

"Oh please, don't apologize, I am the one who is early." The two went and sat down on his couch.

"So what are you doing, ya know, career – wise?" he asked.

"I work with computers." she said, not wanting to start talking geek to him. Sven blinked at her, almost blankly. "Care to elaborate?" he said, doing is best to pretend to be interested.

"Umm, I am like a detective but with computers. Anyway not interesting, what do you do, Sven?" Anna asked in return. Sven's jaw dropped, not even Elsa had asked him what he does for a living, not that he would have told her anyway.

"I work in the entertainment industry..I am..a director of sorts." He seemed even more apprehensive that her about what he did for a living, so she dropped the issue.

"You have a very nice house." she said.

'It looks strangely familiar.' She thought.

Sven waved his hand, "eh... It's alright I suppose, gets a little lonely at times." said Sven. Then they heard the oven timer beep.

'Saved by the bell' he thought.

Happy thanksgiving everyone! Thoughts and comments? Thanks for reading.