A/N: Number eleven.

And this was the last prompt I had stopped before going on to plot out Sunshine. Enjoy!

Prompt: Loser

"I'm walking on sunshine! Oh oh! I'm walking on sunshine! Oh oh! Something something!"

Anna hummed, skipped up the stairs, and spread her arms out in a twirl, belting the song out at the top of her lungs.

Something whirled by her (Wait, what?!), causing her to duck and shriek. A wine glass shattered on the wall. "Shut the hell up Anna! Some of us are trying to sleep!"

The redhead gaped before turning around to blow a raspberry at her neighbor. The opened door slammed shut, but not before she saw gray-blonde hair vanish behind it.

"It's 2:30 in the fucking afternoon Aurora! Ordinary people are awake at this hour!"

The only answer she received was a piece of Mozart on full blast. Anna gaped, her bag dropping from her hands.

She tells me to shut up and yet she's the one who's going to deafen the whole floor from classical music!

Anna straightened and humphed. "Well, whatever! Not going to let that ruin my day." As she moved to continue down the hallway, she muttered to herself, "Aurora's just cranky because of the construction the other apartment has been getting this last month. She probably hasn't slept well in days and everyone knows she loves her beauty sleep." Satisfied with her own answer, the redhead jingled her keys in the lock and pulled open her door.

"I'm hooome!" she called out happily to the empty apartment. She slid along the wooden flooring and skidded to a stop in front of the living room, bending down and pecking a framed picture. "Hi Mama! Hi Papa! How was your day? Mine was great!"

Anna giggled and moved to the kitchen as she began to ramble. "Just got back my chem project and literature essay! High marks, my professors told me! They were both so pleased with my work." She turned a switch and the stove flicked to life. "Oh and my latest painting is going to be in the art show, I can't wait to see it! I'll take a picture and show you two when I can. Elsa's going to be so proud!"

The mental image of her sister, white-gold hair neatly tied into a braid, slim figure clad in a dark purple business suit, and patient smile on her lips sent Anna into another giggle fit. It had been ages since she had had such a good day and she was determined to make the best of it.

Nothing can screw this up! For once, I'm a winner, not a loser!

Her cell phone buzzed in her back pocket.

"It's time to try defying gravity! I think I'll try defying gravity!"

Speak of the angel-in-waiting! Anna squealed and took out her phone. Her heart skipped three beats as she accepted it. She opened the refrigerator and said, "Elsa! How are you?"

Static buzzed on the other line for a moment and then her sister's sweet, soft, melodic voice rose over it. "I'm guessing you had a good day? I haven't heard you sound so chipper in quite some time." Elsa laughed softly and Anna's heart melted.

She smiled goofily and grabbed some vegetables, fish, and herbs. "How can I not be happy? The sun is shining, I got my work back—and I quote Professor Oaken, 'Excellent work, Miss Arendelle!'—I got to see Hans fall flat on his face for once, you're coming home today and-"

"Anna, about that." Elsa's voice, devoid of her earlier affection, cut through the air.

Anna frowned and placed the ingredients on the kitchen counter. "What is it? Are you alright? Something didn't happen on your trip did it?" She fought down a surge of panic in her chest. Please don't tell me you're-

"I'm sorry dear, I think I'll be coming home late."

Figures. She bit back the bitter comment and glared at the granite. "How late?" Anna asked, shoving her other hand into her pocket to refrain from hitting the counter in frustration.

"I'm not sure," Elsa said and Anna knew she was chewing her lip. She mentally cringed at the guilt in her sister's voice.

Don't be a brat Anna. The redhead sucked in a breath and said, with false cheer in her voice, "Well don't worry about me! As long as you get home safe and sound, I don't care how long it takes."

Elsa sighed on the other end and Anna knew she hadn't exactly bought the comment. "I'm serious Elsa! Work pays bills and food," she added, this time with less strain in her voice.

"If you say so," Elsa mumbled and Anna blinked in surprise at the tone in her voice.

Is she disappointed? What for? Her work sucks, but she's always put up with it. Anna frowned thoughtfully and turned to grab a knife. "It'll probably only be for a little while longer Els, you'll see! You'll be home before you know it and I'll make your favorite! What was it again? Uh, lushfisk?"

Elsa laughed half-heartedly and said, "Lutefisk, Anna."

Anna glanced down at the wrapped fish to confirm it. She laughed awkwardly and rubbed her neck. "Right, right."

Softly, Elsa added, "And okay. It's just another conference with our collaborators. I'll see you soon dear."

Anna smiled sadly and played with an onion. "Yeah, see you soon. I love you Elsa."

"I love you too Anna."

The call ended and Anna was alone again. She sighed to herself and moved back to the refrigerator. "I'm gonna have a beer with lunch."

One beer ended up being three and she was sprawled on the couch, snoring loudly when the door opened.

Heels clacked along the floor and a hand ran over one of her braids before she was vaguely aware of lips continuously pressing kisses against her cheek and one arm wiggling under her back to hug her shoulders.

Wait, what? Kisses? Anna groaned and cracked open one eye, vision blurred. She saw platinum-blonde hair and felt a lock tickling her face. Then a breathy, relieved, happy voice.

"I'm home Anna, happy birthday."

Anna tilted her head to the side and sighed happily when Elsa continued to kiss her face.

Beat.

"Anna, how much did you drink?"

Goddamnit.