Chapter 10 - When I'm Blue

Down in the markets of Ground Zero, Snowflake was walking down towards her job. When she first came here, she thought it would be Elsa who would be the working one in their life, but she quickly grew bored with nothing to do.

Her job was helping to sell fresh fruit at a small stall in the market, something that pleased her greatly.

Knowing that people wouldn't starve because of her gave Snowflake a sense of pride.

Soon, she was at the stall, where her boss and co-worker, a young Polynesian girl named Moana, was already setting up stock for that morning.

"Morning, Moana!" Snowflake called to her, a bright smile on her face. She always liked to wear a smile to work, knowing her positivity would likely distract people from her rather unusual... appearance.

Moana looked up, smiling back. "Morning, Snowflake, you ready to start your shift?"

"I sure am!" Snowflake called back, walking behind the counter. "Ooh, you've got bananas today!"

"Yeah, my greenhouse has been full of them for months now," Moana remarked. The Polynesian girl reportedly grew all her own food, in a large indoor garden under her house. It was expensive to run and maintain, but the profits from the fruit stand more than made up for it.

From the moment Snowflake had first seen Moana's fruits, she couldn't believe her eyes. For as long as she could remember, which wasn't much mind you, the only fruit she had ever really seen was the occasional mouldy apple that Elsa would probably scavenge during their journey to the city.

Now, she was experiencing all sorts of wondrous things and foods, being in what she liked to call, a culinary heaven.

Snowflake soon got behind the stall, waiting for their first customers. There were a few that early in the morning, but Snowflake knew that the lunch rush would be very demanding.

Moana unwrapped a set of fresh grapes, laying them next to some pears and plums. "So... how's life been with the cop?"

"Moana, Elsa's not a cop, she's a Militia," Snowflake corrected her friend, passing a banana over to a customer.

"They're basically the same as cops," Moana stated. "Does that bother you? I mean... your girlfriend is practically walking around with an armed rifle day and night, doing whatever the big guy wants."

"Moana, Elsa is a kind person, really," Snowflake stated. "And for the last time, she's just my friend, not my girlfriend."

"She lives in your apartment, you share a bed and you're pretty close," Moana remarked. "I'd say she's girlfriend material."

Snowflake chuckled. "No, I don't think Elsa would be interested in me. She's got enough on her plate."

"Shame," Moana stated. "She doesn't know what she's missing."

Snowflake blushed. "Let's just get selling this fruit okay?"

"Sure, sure," Moana replied, heading back to work.

xXx

Later that evening, after making sure Eric was getting his wound patched up, Elsa was given the night off, the first night off she'd had in at least two weeks.

She was thankful for finally getting an evening to herself, not having to worry about her duties to the Militia, although there was still the unsure feelings she had about Hans and his motives.

She headed down to a local bar she'd been frequenting, a small establishment not far from her apartment called The Lone Wanderer. The bar was rather busy for an establishment as small as this, perfect for Elsa to lose herself in.

Walking inside, Elsa took a moment to feel the atmosphere. The wooden walls, the rather clean floor, the soft pre-freeze jazz music playing in the background. This was truly a place to feel paradise.

She walked over to the bar, seeing a familiar face notice and smile at her.

"Evening Elsa," Kristoff greeted her, polishing a glass. "What'll it be tonight?"

"Just whiskey," Elsa replied.

After they had arrived in Ground Zero, Kristoff had taken this bartender job, feeling that it was the closest he could get to working at an inn again.

As He poured Elsa her drink, Kristoff asked, "So... what's been keeping you today? Another shoplifter in the markets?"

"Raided an illegal smuggling joint," Elsa stated, feeling a hint of pride. "You remember those bastards from Snomar?"

"Intimately," Kristoff said. "They're here?"

"No, but their guns are," Elsa stated. "Or they were until my team busted them up." She chuckled. "I finally got some action in this joint."

"You needed it," Kristoff told her. "I was worried your joints might start to freeze up in the cold."

"The cold doesn't bother me, Kristoff, you know that," Elsa smirked, taking a drink. "But... there is one thing that has been bothering me."

"And what might that be?" Kristoff inquired.

Elsa sighed, feeling it would be best to confess this to a friend. "Snowflake."

Kristoff raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? Is there something going on? Did you two have an argument?"

"No, no, nothing like that," Elsa assured him, knowing that she and Snowflake would never really argue about anything. "It's just... I think I'm in love with her."

"Oh..." Kristoff accepted. "I see... does she know?"

Elsa sadly shook her head. "I haven't been able to tell her. It's just... I've never really felt this way for anyone before, so I'm really not sure what to do."

"I... really don't know what to say, Els," Kristoff admitted. "I'm not much a love guy myself. Usually keep to myself, although..." He gestured to a waitress on the other side of the bar, a young woman with burgundy hair. "I have sort of started a fling with her."

"What's her name?"

"Megara," Kristoff said. "Her big sister runs the place. We're pretty close and... we may have had casual sex the other night."

Elsa giggled. "Kristoff, I'm kinda jealous."

"It's not that big of a deal," Kristoff said. "But in all seriousness, you need to get this whole thing with Feisty Pants off your chest. Pretty soon, she could meet someone here and boom, all your chances would be gone."

Elsa looked down. "But... I don't know what to do... or when to do it."

"Soon, do it soon," Kristoff simply told her. "Just go to her and say it. Don't worry about it, don't think just do."

Elsa smiled. "Thanks, Kristoff."

"So... other than that," her friend changed the topic. "Anything else going on with you?"

"Well... can I be honest about something?" Elsa then spoke.

"What's said in my bar stays in my bar," Kristoff responded.

Elsa sighed, before speaking again. "I'm still unsure about Hans... He apparently didn't let anyone investigate the smuggling ring that we broke up today."

"That sounds mighty fishy," Kristoff admitted. "To be honest, I wasn't a fan of the guy either. He seems too... nice."

"There's something going on around here, Kristoff," Elsa stated. "I don't know what it is, but I don't like it."

"There's nothing you can do about it now, Elsa," Kristoff reminded her. "You've got other things to worry about... like a girlfriend to get."

"Kristoff!" Elsa scolded him, blushing furiously.

"Relax, I'm just kidding around," Kristoff stated, chuckling slightly.

Suddenly, the two of them heard the sound of a distinct, drunken chant from the corner of the bar. "We must join the Ice Bringer! We must become one with its cold embrace!"

Elsa noticed the chanting coming from a man in white robes in the corner of the bar, raising an eyebrow. "Who the fuck is that guy?"

"Oh, he's from some local cult called the Children Of The Ice Bringer," Kristoff explained. "They tend to come in here sometimes, to promote the grace of their god or some shit like that. They're weirdos, but they don't harm anyone."

Elsa sighed. "And I thought this town was all kinds of crazy."

Megara suddenly walked over to them, smiling at Elsa. "Oh, hello there! You must be Elsa. Kristoff told me about you."

Kristoff cleared his throat. "Meggy, I already let Elsa know about you."

"Sorry, hon," The woman remarked. "So... Mrs Milita eh? Heard you folks don't see a lot of action."

"Actually, we helped break up some major smuggling ring today," Elsa told the waitress. "I say we're gonna get a fair bit of action from now on."

"I'd be careful out there," Megara cautioned her. "Things can pretty nasty in this town."

"So I've seen," Elsa mused. "I'm gonna go now... maybe I can have a little chat with Snowflake if there's time."

"Good luck, Elsa," Kristoff bid her farewell as she walked to the door. "Take care out there, it's a big city."

"Bye Elsa!" Megara called to her.

"See you guys!" Elsa replied, before leaving the bar. She pulled her backpack over her shoulder and headed out of the door. She knew that tonight would be her night to hopefully tell Snowflake how she felt, and hopefully put some of her anxiety to rest.

xXx

Elsa headed back to her apartment. She was walking slowly, taking her time. "Snowflake, there's something I want to-no, no, that doesn't sound right," she was mumbling to herself. "Listen, Snowflake, we've been friends for a while, and..." She sighed in exasperation. "Dammit, why does this have to be so hard?!"

She was soon at the door, trembling nervously. If she really was going to tell Snowflake of her feelings she had to be confident.

She took a deep breath and grabbed the knob tight. "You can do this... this is for her, do it for her, Elsa." She then stepped into the room, wanting to profess her feelings for Snowflake right there and then.

Only to be greeted with the sight of Snowflake, sitting on their bed, with baby Rosalinn cradled in her arms.

The white-haired girl looked at Elsa, smiling warmly. "Oh, evening Elsa. I'm just babysitting for Ariel while she and Melody went to see Eric at the hospital."

Elsa sighed. She had really come at a bad time. Snowflake was clearly busy with something, but Elsa would stay, to keep her company. "Hey, Snowflake," she replied, walking over to her.

Snowflake looked up at her, giving Elsa an adoring gaze. The sight of Snowflake, holding the small, barely a month old infant in her arms, warmed Elsa's heart.

Elsa sat down on the bed, looking down at the sleeping baby, stroking the short, red hairs on her head. "She's really adorable when she's sleeping."

"You got here just in time," Snowflake responded. "She was really hungry tonight."

Elsa giggled. She then held out her arms, gesturing to Snowflake. "So... can I?"

Snowflake nodded. "Be gentle though... she's very delicate."

"I will be."

Snowflake carefully passed the tiny child to Elsa. Rosalinn squirmed a little bit, but didn't make a sound.

Elsa blushed softly, holding the small little one in her arms. Her heart melted, seeing Rosalinn sleeping in her arms. In that one moment, it finally made sense to her, what this new life for her truly meant. She wanted a family. Her, Snowflake... and possibly a child in the future.

She realised that Snowflake being here hadn't ruined her chances of telling her how she felt, but rather, gave her the reason to.

Elsa took a deep breath, before looking at Snowflake.

"Snowflake... I need to tell you something," she spoke, looking down at Rosalinn and holding her little hand with her finger. "This child... she's helping me understand something."

"Wait, what?" Snowflake looked rather puzzled.

Elsa smiled. "Snowflake... I think I want a family... and I want to have that family with you." She shed a few tears. "Snowflake... I love you."

Snowflake's face grew a shade of pink, her blue skin turning a normal shade for that one second before she blinked, her mind trying to process what Elsa had just said. "Elsa... is that true? You love me?"

The blonde nodded. "I... do, Snowflake. I've been in love with you for the longest time now, and only tonight, did something happen that finally gave me the courage to say it."

Snowflake's face beamed brightly, her heart singing. "Elsa... you don't know how much it means to hear you say that." She started to cry. "Elsa, oh my gosh I love you too."

She then threw her arms around Elsa, hugging the blonde as tight as she could, crying tears of joy into her arms. She was so happy, happier than she had ever been in her young life. "Elsa... I love you so so so much."

Elsa wrapped her free hand around Snowflake, keeping her other arm in position to hold Rosalinn on her lap. She smiled, sighing.

Eventually, Snowflake pulled away, taking Rosalinn back from Elsa. She stroked the baby's forehead and gave her a kiss. "Thank you... Rosalinn," she said gratefully.

She placed the baby down on the bed beside her, before returning her gaze to Elsa. She smiled, tears still falling down her cheeks.

Elsa reached out, holding Snowflake's blue hand in her own. There would be no regrets, now. Snowflake and her were in love at last.

Snowflake stroked Elsa's cheek, giving her a look of adoration. "Elsa... will you be my girlfriend? Like, for real?"

Elsa nodded, knowing that nothing else would make her happier. "Yes... I will, Snowflake." She held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go.

She moved closer to Snowflake, letting their foreheads touch softly. Love, pure and unconditional, flowed between them, their eyes open and gazing into the cosmic expanse.

Snowflake opened her mouth, but found there were no words to say.

Elsa then knew at that moment there was only one thing that they could do, one thing that all couples did. She then closed her eyes and started to lean closer to Snowflake.

Snowflake did the same, moving closer to Elsa as well, letting gravity take her to this wonderful heaven that she and Elsa had clearly entered.

Elsa then stopped, looking away. "Snowflake... is this going too fast?" She confessed, anxiety building up within her. "We should talk about this more... I never had a relationship in my life and I don't want to rush it."

Snowflake then embraced her, her cold skin warming Elsa in a strange way. "No, this is perfect. You are perfect. In this city, we only have each other, so let's make the most of it."

Elsa then sighed, looking into Snowflake's eyes, feeling the younger girl put a hand on her cheek. "Okay... I love you, Snowflake."

"I love you... too," Snowflake responded, before her lips pressed forward, finally meeting up with Elsa's. Cold skin finally touched, lips stroked lips.

Elsa whimpered, closing her eyes and holding Snowflake. Her first kiss, with the woman she loved. Being such a cold person for so long, Elsa never realised how blissful this would be, to finally open herself up and feel emotions.

Snowflake's hand kept its place on Elsa's cheek, her lips never parting from Elsa's touch. This was bliss for her, total bliss. She wouldn't let Elsa go again, not now, not ever again.

At that moment, however, Ariel and Melody suddenly walked into the room, expecting to retrieve Rosalinn. "Snowflake, we're... home."

Ariel's eyes were wide as she saw Elsa and Snowflake kissing on the bed together, locked in a lovers embrace.

"They're kissing!" Melody chirped.

Elsa and Snowflake suddenly pulled apart, their faces red with embarrassment. Clearly, neither of them expected Ariel to catch them in the act.

"Oh um..." Elsa stuttered shyly. "Hello, Ariel. Snowflake was just helping me um..."

"There was chocolate on her mouth!" Snowflake excused. "I was just getting it off for her... really."

Ariel folded her arms. "Sure, because Melody here didn't just exclaim she saw you two kissing." She smirked. "You two really do make a cute couple."

Snowflake sighed, knowing there was no point denying it any longer. "Yes, Ariel... you're right."

Elsa then held Snowflake's hand, smiling at Ariel happily. "We're together now, Ariel. Snowflake is my girlfriend."

"Well congratulations," Ariel blessed them, walking over to Rosalinn and picking up her baby. "Here that, Rosa, your godmother has a girlfriend now."

Elsa then looked at Snowflake, raising an eyebrow. "Godmother?"

"Well... I was spending a lot of time with Ariel when Rosalinn was inside of her," Snowflake expressed. "It seemed only fitting."

Elsa giggled. "It's adorable."

Melody then looked up at Snowflake. "Miss Snowflake, if you and Elsa are together now, does that mean you're gonna get married?"

Elsa blushed, but Snowflake smiled. "Maybe one day," she simply told her.

After Ariel and her daughters had left them, Snowflake cuddled up with Elsa on the bed, sighing softly. "What happens now?"

"I don't know," Elsa simply replied. "But right now, I don't want to be apart from you again."

"But... something might happen here," Snowflake expressed. "You've been having a lot of feelings about Hans lately... what if he tries something and one of us gets caught up in some really bad shit."

Elsa kissed Snowflake's hand. "We can deal with it, Snowflake. I promise."

"Okay," Snowflake let herself be free, resting on Elsa's chest. "I love you, Elsa."

"Love you too, Snowflake." Elsa's heart glowed at how good it felt to finally say those words. "Sweet dreams."

xXx

The next morning, while on her morning patrol of the city streets, Elsa was feeling very happy about herself. When she had woken up that morning, with Snowflake at her bedside, she had felt like a new woman, finally at peace with everything she could ever want in life.

She had completely forgotten how depressing the rest of the world was to her. Now, she felt like she was walking down a golden brick road towards a majestic castle made of ice.

She knew she was diverting off from her normal route, but she knew that by passing through the markets, she could surprise her new girlfriend with a visit.

As Elsa turned the corner, walking down the market street, hoping to find the stall at which Snowflake was working at, she was greeted with a rather ugly sight.

In front of one of the market stalls, a rather angry mob had gathered, shouting at Snowflake and Moana, who were cowering behind the kiosk.

Outraged by what was going, Elsa stormed over the stall, hoping to break up whatever this commotion was.

"Snowflake!" She called to her, arriving at the scene. "What's going on here?! Why are all these people here?!"

One of the angry folk, a rather burly man with a long beard, looked at Elsa. "You know this bitch?" He demanded.

"Yes, she's my girlfriend," Elsa stated, walking between the crowd and Snowflake's stall. "And if you've got a bone to pick with her, you'll have to go through me!"

The man then glared at Elsa. "Do you know that your girlfriend has been poisoning us?! Making us sick?!"

"What?!" Elsa's eyes widened in confusion. Then she saw something that made her blood run cold. All of the people in the mob, every single one of them, was showing signs of blue skin and faint white streaks in their hair.

"No..." She spoke. "It can't be true! It can't!"

"Elsa!" Snowflake called to her. "Just go! We can deal with this!"

"I'm not leaving you here!" Elsa shouted. "I won't let you get hurt again!"

Suddenly, Elsa turned around, seeing a large fist strike her in the face, before everything went dark.

xXx

Author's note: Good news, Elsa and Snowflake got together finally. Bad news, shit went down.

How will this all turn out for our beloved couple? Tune in next time! Same Elsanna Fanfic, Same Elsanna Channel "60s Batman Theme plays"