One dark, snowy Saturday afternoon in Arendelle, a big and jolly shopkeeper named Oaken had an argument over winter department stock with his wife. Oaken lost his temper and killed her. Then he ground her up into lutefisk meat and buried her bones under a big flat rock behind the cabin. To keep the murder a secret, he told everyone that she had moved away.
Oaken mixed his new lutefisk meat with venison, then seasoned it with salt and pepper, added some sage and thyme, and a bit of garlic. To give it a special flavor, he boiled it in his sauna for a while. He called it "Oaken's Special Lutefisk".
There was such a demand for this new lutefisk that Oaken bought the best reindeer he could find and started raising his own venison. He also kept a sharp lookout for people who might make for a tasty lutefisk meat.
One day a nice, plump ice harvester came into his trading post. Oaken grabbed him and boiled him up. Another time, a love expert came by. He was a little, round thing, and into the sauna he went. Then one by one, the children in the kingdom began to disappear. And so did their kittens and puppies. But no one ever dreamed that Oaken the shopkeeper had anything to do with it.
Things went on that way for years. Then one day, Oaken made a big mistake. A Weselton operator came into the trading post. Oaken grabbed him and started to drag him off to the sauna boiler. But the operator broke loose and ran out of the shop, Oaken chasing after him, waving a large icecutter saw.
When the people of Arendelle saw this, they realized at once what had become of all the missing children and grown-ups and love experts and ice harvesters and kittens and puppies. An angry mob gathered at the trading post.
No one knows for sure just what happened to Oaken that day. Some say he was fed to his reindeer. Others say he was roasted in his sauna. But he was never seen again, and neither was his wonderful lutefisk meat.