Elsa jerked up to the sound of a door opening. She saw Kristoff, pulled her lips away from Jack's and squealed, something that was very unlike her personality.
But she was shocked.
Jack shot up as well, changing into a comfortable sitting position on his chair, holding Elsa bridal style.
"Oh my God!" Jack yelled, blushing like crazy. Elsa's cheeks were pink as well.
Kristoff was slightly embarrassed, pulling back a bit.
"I think I interrupted something... I'll be leaving..." Kristoff mumbled.
"Wait! It's not what it looks like!" Elsa pleaded.
"Really..." Kristoff mumbled again.
"Kristoff... Please don't tell Anna. Please. I know it's not what it seems, just... Don't tell her anything."
Kristoff seemed to nod and walk out the door.
Anna, Aika, Rapunzel and Merida sat in silence, watching a clock tick minutes by.
Aika looked at all of them again. She was studying them...
To make sure they wouldn't be murdering anyone anytime soon.
There was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." Rapunzel whispered.
Rapunzel slowly opened the door, to see Kristoff standing there.
She waved.
"Has anyone seen Olaf and Sven?"
"No, Kris." Anna called out, and walked to the doorway.
"Have you seen Elsa?"
Kristoff tried not to, but he blushed. Anna noticed.
"No." Kristoff lied. He had to keep his word to Elsa, and to maintain his friendship with Jack.
But Anna was very stubborn.
"Why are you blushing?"
"I'm not."
"Is something going on between you and Elsa?"
"Okay, Anna, stop interrogating me."
"No. I wanna know what's going on between you and Elsa."
"Nothing!"
"Why were you blushing, Kristoff?!"
"I wasn't!"
"Your cheeks are as red as a tomato!"
"No they're not!"
"Don't lie to me, Kristoff Bjorgman!"
Kristoff went silent. When Anna called him by his full name, usually she was really mad at him.
Kristoff glanced behind his shoulder.
He told her everything she needed to know.
At the end of the story, Anna was blushing madly.
"Sorry, I thought there was something between you two. I was wrong." Anna said, and flung herself into his arms. Kristoff kissed the top of her head.
"In the meantime... Elsa and I need to talk."
Kristoff sighed. He knew Elsa was going to get mad at him... But how mad? He was going to have to find that out for himself.
Merida, Rapunzel and Aika had heard all of that, and were a little shocked to say the least.
Merida certainly was disgusted. She lost a lot of respect for Elsa, although she gained a lot after Elsa had told her what she was capable of.
Technically, they were acquatinces.
Rapunzel was in a ponder state of mind. She was asking herself a few questions, about the murders.
Who?
What?
When?
Where?
Why?
She knew the answers to what, when and where. What: A murderer, obviously. When? Well, the murder started at dinner. It's been a few days, and there have been 5 murders. Where? At the hotel. Duh Rapunzel, she told herself. But who, and why? Who was the killer, and why did they kill or desire to kill the people that they did? Unless of course, she was the murderer. And in the strange and unlikely case someone was reading her thoughts, Rapunzel would be thinking that she wasn't the murderer.
But that would be stupid.
Would it?
Back at the male's room, the commotion didn't seem to stop. Kristoff, Jack, Olaf and Sven weren't in the room although everyone else seemed to be arguing about something or other.
Which girl is the cutest, where the thought Jack was, who they thought was the murderer, how they thought they could get out, who has the most murderer potential and so on.
No one could decide on an answer.
Most of the fights were started by Hans or Elias, which wasn't surprising to the others. Pitch stayed in a corner, sharpening a knife. No one saw him as a threat except Sandy, who constantly tried to warn the others, except that didn't go so well.
The room was full of shouting, and if someone were to be killed in the room no one would notice. This could have given the killer a perfect chance to strike, only...
They didn't.
This possibly could mean the killer was a girl...
Or they liked everyone in the male room.
Hiccup was in the male room at the time, feeling more awkward then he was when he arrived. He hated talking about girls, murders and fighting itself although if he had told them to stop, they wouldn't. Kristoff had already demonstrated that.
Many thoughts were running through Hiccup's head.
Who was the murderer? They've only killed 3 people, unless it was Tooth or Bunny- but that didn't sound likely. Tooth was dead and they were still trapped in the hotel- and Hiccup knew by the worry in Bunny's eyes that it was a mistake killing North.
Hiccup pulled his knees to his chest. Without Jack with him, or his other female friends, Hiccup seemed lonely and useless.
He sighed.
He really didn't want to die next.
Maybe he wouldn't.
Elias approached Hiccup and offered him a drink. Elias was a bit tipsy.
"Drrrrrink?" Elias slurred, giggling. His face was flushed.
"No. Thank you." Hiccup said. He didn't want to be drunk when the murderer struck again.
Elias gave him a dirty look and stumbled away.
Hiccup sighed. He just couldn't get along with these monstrosities they called boys.
He wished Toothless was here with him...
Wait, if Toothless was here, he could be killed as well.
Hiccup was just glad he was safe, at home.
And Astrid.
God, Hiccup missed her.
But he was glad she was safe, too.
Hiccup decided to go for a walk, mainly for two reasons- He wanted to escape the room, with the crazy, (drunk) boys and he wanted to ease his mind a little.
He wanted to be comfortable, as he could be here awhile.
Hiccup strolled down the short hall, his mind filled with many thoughts.
Overall, he just wanted to go home.
Suddenly, he heard voices from an old 'group' room that was supposed to be empty, due to Aika's orders.
Hiccup leaned in to hear the conversation, although the door was closed-
He couldn't see, but he could hear clearly.
The voices were a little muffled, so he couldn't tell who was talking. He could hear the conversation:
"Don't tell Anna a SINGLE word about this, or I'll kill you both." One of the voices said. Hiccup couldn't tell who it was or what gender they were either.
The other person was crying, but Hiccup couldn't tell who it was or what gender they were, still.
Hiccup was mildly confused. Who? And what were they doing?
Hiccup was tempted to open the door, although...
It was possibly the murderer in there.
It was most likely the murderer in there.
Hiccup had to go tell the others.
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