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"You need to do something to fix this."

Anna didn't look up at the sound of Tiana's voice, pushing her peas around her plate. "I really don't know what you're talking about, Tia.."

"Stop playing with your food," Tiana had reprimanded, and Anna flashed her a quick, sheepish look. "And you know exactly what I'm talking about, Anna. This little spat between you and the Little Miss needs to be resolved, pronto."

Anna breathed out a sigh at the mention of Elsa. "She doesn't want to talk to me, okay?" Then again, Anna hadn't tried, yet. Elsa had been avoiding her like the plague, only acknowledging her to let Anna clean her room. Anna couldn't even come with Elsa to her appointments anymore.

"You need to try," Ralph had rumbled out, pointing his fork at her. "Do you know how many bookstores I had to drive the little princess to today? Five - and they weren't exactly close to each other either!"

Anna winced sympathetically. "I'm sorry about that, Ralph.."

Tiana had huffed. "Her meal requests are getting more bizarre by the second, too. I am drawing the line at blue spaghetti."

"Blue spaghetti?" Anna wondered aloud, peering curiously at Tiana. The older woman had waved her hand dismissively.

"That's not the point." Tiana dabbed at her mouth with a napkin. "The point is, you need to apologize for whatever you did to the Little Miss. I've never seen her this devastated before - not even when Kai and Gerda left."

"Why do I have to apologize?" Anna muttered petulantly, hold tightening around her cutlery.

"Sometimes," Tiana had sighed, tilting her head back up. Dark brown peered earnestly into teal. "You just need to be the bigger person."

Anna, as she was left to scrub the dishes, wondered if Elsa was still awake and thinking about her, too.

"Papa?"

Elsa curled in tightly against her father's side, head safely tucked under her papa's chin.

A strong hand ran along the length of her back. "Yes, sweetheart?"

"What do you do when mama is mad at you?" Her papa had paused in his ministrations, but was quick to recover.

"Why do you ask?" Elsa burrowed in closer.

"I was simply curious." Her papa had chuckled and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.

"I know about your little fight with Anna, sweetheart." Elsa stiffened at the mention of the fiery-haired girl. "I don't think anyone could have missed the sudden quiet in the house."

Elsa shook her head, a troubled sigh tumbling past her lips. "I'm very upset with her." She paused, but spoke on reluctantly. "But I do miss talking to her."

"Well," Her papa had sighed, too. "With your mother, it's a bit harder to apologize. But with Anna, I'm sure a very sincere and heartfelt apology will do the trick." There was a fond squeeze at her shoulder. "A box of chocolates might help, too."

Elsa giggled quietly. "Maybe two."

Her papa had laughed along with her. "I think you two will be just fine, sweetheart."

Elsa listened to the steady beats of her papa's heart. She sure hoped so.

'Dear Elsa,

This is the first time I've written to you in 11 months, 25 days, 3 hours and 15 minutes.

This might be the last time I write to you in the next 11 months, 25 days, 3 hours and 15 minutes.

Elsa, I'm not going to lie and tell you that I'm not upset with you. I can't say that, when I look at those letters and anger flares within me.

For ten years, Elsa, I waited.

I sat by the door every time Gerda and Kai came home, and I hoped and I wished and waited for any sign that you still thought about me, too. I prayed and pleaded to the Gods every night for anything that would tell me that you were still there.

Some nights, I believed I hated you.

Why did you never send them, Elsa? Why did you hide your actions through my aunt?

Gods, Elsa, I hate you!

But, I love you more than anything.

You're my best friend, and I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for going through your personal belongings. I'm sorry for pushing you. I'm sorry for saying that I hate you. I don't. I never could.

Please forgive me.

I miss my best friend. I don't want you to disappear again - not when I finally got you back.

Please don't disappear again.

Love, Anna.'

"I never knew you could play."

Elsa's fingers didn't falter once over the worn keys. "How could you have known?"

Soft footsteps echoed throughout the vast room. Elsa refused to let her hands tremble. "You're very talented."

"I have a lot of free time." Elsa shifted. Anna sat. Their shoulders brushed.

"Play something for me."

Elsa's lips curled. "It would be my pleasure."

"What are you doing out here?" Anna stopped her frantic pacing immediately, swiveling around to face a very sleepy Elsa.

What was she doing out here? Why were her hands shaking? Why did she think it was a good idea to bake cookies at 2 AM?

Anna was sure she was just going insane.

"Cookies," Anna blurted out. She mentally berated herself. Way to sound like a fucking idiot. She cleared her throat and shifted the plate in her hands. "I - I brought you chocolate chip cookies. Your favorite."

Elsa had looked unimpressed. "It's two in the morning."

Anna laughed nervously, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "I-I know." The silence played joyously between them. Anna was the first to break it. "I'm sorry, this is really stupid, I should just go." Anna turned to leave. Slender fingers curled into the back of her tank-top.

"Please stay."

How could anyone say no to that?

Anna had smiled and turned to face her. "Always."

Elsa had fallen asleep in her arms that night.

Anna didn't say anything in the morning.

"Will you tell me?"

Elsa repressed the shiver that threatened to ripple through her, watching the motion of Anna's fingers. They moved rhythmically; a reverent tracing over the slim expanse of impossibly lighter skin that stretched from one side of her palm to the other. Elsa's breath hitched.

"Tell you what?"

Anna's eyes rolled upwards to meet hers. "About the thing in your head."

A light chuckle tumbled past Elsa's lips. "I don't think you would believe me."

"My best friend has magical powers," Anna had deadpanned, and Elsa's ears warmed. "Try me."

"There's a bullet in my head." Elsa had always thought that would be a more dramatic moment, really.

Anna had laughed, fingers never ceasing, trailing absently over the scar on her hand. "You're kidding, right?"

As if a bullet in her head was more bizarre than magical ice powers.

"Do you think I would kid about something like that?"

Anna had gaped. "So the scar on the crown of your head, it's—"

"—From the bullet," Elsa finished, nodding firmly in confirmation. She watched as a myriad of emotions passed over Anna's face.

"When?"

Elsa made constellations from the freckles on Anna's always rosy cheeks. "January 1st, 2009."

A look of realization had crossed Anna's eyes. "The guy who fired the gun."

Elsa hummed softly. She had long accepted her fate. "It did hit one of us."

Anna's eyes flashed. "My letter."

Blue clashed with teal. "Every single one."

Anna had sucked in a deep breath. "I'm glad that you're still here."

Elsa laughed in disbelief. She was still here, wasn't she? "Me too, Anna. Me too."

"The gardeners will kill you."

Anna flashed Elsa a smirk over her shoulder, kicking up more leaves for emphasis. Elsa had rolled her eyes and squeezed her hand. "I mean it."

Anna puffed out a breath and walked leisurely beside her best friend, enjoying the warmth of Elsa's hand - blessedly bare - in hers. "Oh, stop being such a stinker. I love jumping into the piles of leaves during Autumn."

"You're not jumping in them," Elsa had pointed out, swinging their hands. "Just making a big mess."

"Well, you can't jump with me, so I'm being a little more considerate." Anna grinned brilliantly at the furious crimson that clouded Elsa's pale cheeks.

"You're ridiculous." Anna laughed loudly and continued to march through the Ásdís gardens, shivering as a brief Autumn breeze nipped at her neck.

Elsa had stopped them, and Anna soon found Elsa's navy cardigan over her light t-shirt. "Elsa, what—"

"The cold doesn't bother me," Elsa had reassured with a small smile, taking her hand once more. "Come on. We have more leaves to kick."

Anna grinned to herself as Elsa pulled her along. With Elsa's hand in hers, Anna found that the cold didn't bother her, either.

Hey! So, what did you think? I know it's a little short, but I've caught a cold or something and I've been feeling drowsy all day. I'll make it up with the next one, I promise! First day of school the next chapter, and lots of shenanigans.

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