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"Look, Anna! I'm a walrus."

"Emma, we need those straws- hey, get them out of your nose!"

I sat and quietly watched the sisters interact with one another. They seemed at ease, pretty happy even, regardless that we were in need of two extra straws. Before we came into the restaurant, Emma had insisted that Elsa re-fix her hair to look like mine so now she sat across from me in all her hazel/blue eyed blonde haired pig-tailed glory, not to mention having white things protruding from that little nose of hers while Elsa futily tried to extract them from her. Elsa sat to my right, but I was too busy watching the wannabe animal in front of me to hone in on just how close the vixen was sitting. Cutest walrus I'd ever seen.

"Hey, Anna's smiling!" Emma pronounced excitedly, straws still poking out of her nostrils as she pointed animatedly at me. I am? I hadn't even noticed."Ha! Bet you can't do that, sis." She stuck her tongue out at Elsa, who rolled her eyes.

"I can do that without sticking something up my nose." She muttered defiantly.

Emma thought that over for all of two seconds before an even bigger grin overtook her face. "No, you should put them in your nose! You might look ten times more silly than me and you might make her laugh instead." She declared, nodding like it was a fact as her pigtails bobbed along with her delight at such a thought. This time I hid my smirk.

Then again, why is it all about me? I'm not that- My thought cut short as the younger girl basically leapt over the table, pulling one of the straws out of her own nose, lunging directly at Elsa."Ew, Emma stop it! You already had those in your-" One had successfully made its way in to Elsa's left nostril. "Ow!" Elsa wasted no time in yanking the straw back out of her nose and nearly threw it on the floor. I shook my head at the ridiculous sight and began to take a drink of my water, trying to control the idiotic grin that wanted to take over my face. If me smiling caused an uproar between them, I could only imagine what a mere chuckle would do, or worse, a laugh. "I think you broke my nose hymen." Elsa murmured under her breath as she unwrapped her napkin.

What? I spit my water out.

They both gaped at me while I tried, very hard, not to outright laugh at her, covering it with coughing like I'd choked on the water instead. Nose hymen? Who says things like that?! Emma still had a straw in her nose and Elsa was holding a napkin to her surprisingly bloody nose and I finally surrendered, burying my face in my arms while I continued to shake with silent laughter. Oh my god! They're ridiculous!

"W-what'd you do?" Emma asked like she couldn't believe her eyes. Or ears. "What'd you say to her?"

"I didn't do or say anything!" Elsa lied, though I didn't miss the way her own little giggle escaped, causing me to bite in to my fist. What's wrong with me? It wasn't that funny!

Yes it was. It was absolutely hilarious and not in the way I usually found it laughable. Normally, I found other people's pain (pain I or they inflicted) amusing. Bitch-slapping Gaston was funny. Pointyface accidentally knocking her dad out the other night was funny. But this. Right here and now, this was completely different and I felt utterly stupid that I was still laughing about it. Which only made it worse when the other two joined in.

"I don't know what you did, sis, but you win. You got Anna to laugh." Emma finally took that damned straw out of her nose and placed it next to the other one. I cleared my throat awkwardly and straightened back up, completely composed and it sort of baffled the other two. But their faces were flushed, clearly just as lost as me as to why they were laughing so hard for no apparent reason. It was odd but it felt a little nice. And now they think you're weird for shutting up so suddenly. Silence fell over the table, though whether it was a comfortable one or not was unknown to me. All I knew was that I began to grow self-conscious and that never went over well.

Thankfully, the waitress came to my rescue. We gave our orders and she flitted away, leaving a somewhat awkward silence behind. Now it's awkward? Fuck. I didn't know what to do. My hands shifted restlessly, my legs felt stiff, my stomach twisted in both hunger and nervousness, I bit my inner cheek in order to try to calm myself down. The two noticed my unease, but they tried to politely talk around it, trying to ease me back to where I was before. Of course, my instincts were off-balanced, it was unnatural for me and it felt like I was having a damned anxiety attack. This is hella different than breaking someone's nose! When Elsa's hand touched my thigh, I practically jumped in my seat, ready to bolt.

"Elsa, I see one of my friends, can I go talk to him?" Emma carefully prodded, glancing from me to her older sister. I flexed my jaw uncomfortably. This isn't going well...Gaston you asshole! I digressed suddenly. I'd told him I'd go through with this lunch date and I would! They aren't exactly holding you at gun-point, you know. Taking a deep calming breath, I managed a tight grin at Emma before hearing Elsa tell her it would be alright for her to do so. Emma smiled back at me before skipping away to another booth. I noticed that family welcomed her like the little pup she was and it made me feel compelled to apologize for my odd behavior.

"Es tut mir leid." I glanced at the pretty girl next to me before looking back out of the window. It was a nice day...so nice I wanted to be out there rather than in this confined place. Are you scared, Anna? Are you afraid?

"For what?" Elsa's hand found mine and I tried not to draw my own hand back. No one had ever touched me so freely before, so I did my best to not let it bother me too much. Especially since it was the same girl that had let me basically rip her shirt in turn for hugging me, but it was so damned hard. I found myself wanting to go back to the teasing, now that I could handle a little better. Elsa seemed to agree with that thought, so said her leaning over to whisper in my ear.

"Sie sind sehr niedlich, so I think we're prepared to forgive you." I felt her lips by my ear and I stiffened. "At least I am." Her sultry voice was back and I was suddenly stuck. Idiot, isn't that what you wanted? Her fine teeth nipped my ear playfully as she leaned back. "And Emma understands. She's probably already forgotten about it."

"I hadn't meant- I'm trying-" I popped my knuckles, trying to voice my words the way I wanted to without it sounding harsh or completely off point.

"I know you're trying, Schatzi." Elsa took my left hand, pressing those full lips to it. "I know this isn't what you're used to. You like it fast and rough." I felt her bite in to my skin and I inhaled sharply. jesus! I heard a rumble coming from her and when I looked at her, I watched her eyes darken as they bored in to mine. "It must be hard for you, Anna." She teased as she lightly scratched up my forearm.

"Are you also implying you like it fast, hard, and rough?" I growled, noticing the way her chest rose and fell; she was getting worked up. On cue, my cock hardened too and her eyes left mine to venture down where they widened heatedly. A small groan left her when she leaned her forehead against my temple, breathing heavily. "You're a damned tease." I chuckled darkly and it made her own naughty smirk appear on her face. The same one I'd seen that first day I met her, but this time, I had more control over her. She wasn't surrounded by her group of bitches, no lackeys, just me.

"I'm back! Our food isn't here yet?" And Emma. Shit! Elsa quickly jumped back, clearly trying to compose herself before her little little sister saw just how strung out she'd gotten in such a short time. I could see that she was wound up so tight...well we both were. Hell, just five minutes alone together and the air already suffused an edgy restless energy and when she glanced back at me, I saw her overly bright eyes along with her flushed face that beheld a look that my instincts quickly interpreted as: I'm-ready-to-fuck. My god, it was like nothing happened before we came in to the restaurant!

"Oh, here it comes!" Emma clapped her hands when the waitress came back with our food. Food I suddenly wasn't that interested it when she was looking at me like that. Especially when my eyes glued to her fork as it disappeared between her lips, I flexed my jaw when she ran her tongue along them to clean off the remnants of Alfredo left behind from the chicken. She caught me staring and deliberately brought the fork back to her mouth.

"Aren't you hungry, Engel?" She gently nibbled on a tooth of the fork, eyes burning in to mine. "All that working out this morning must have you wanting to ravish something by now am I right?" The look in her eyes told me that under any other circumstances, I would be naked and under her right that minute. My own lips twitched in amusement. So naughty. I would have went along with her little word-play, but I kept in mind that innocent little Emma was right across from us. Oblivious, but still present and I wouldn't expose her to any of my filthy fantasies.

Instead, I fixed my stare on Elsa while I brought a french fry, covered in ketchup up to my mouth. She watched me bite in to it, saw the sauce smear on my lips and I could tell it was taking all she had, not to lean over and lick it off my lips for me. Speaking of fantasies. Oh well.

"Anna, since you do work-out, do you have abs?" Emma asked as she tried to twirl her fork around her noodles. "I can see the muscles in your arms, but I was wondering about your stomach. Elsa says she likes those movie guys who have them, but, never mind you aren't a guy." Her rambling quieted as her tongue poked out in concentration. She made it seem like it was the toughest thing to do to get her noodles around her fork. Too cute.

I stifled a chuckle and bit into my burger. Movie guys. Every girl's wet dream. Gaston had told me that those muscles were built up the wrong way and would die out as soon as they were over with whatever movie they played in. He also said that mine wouldn't be fading anytime soon because I did it right. I still think he's full of shit. My thought cut short when I felt a presence directly on my stomach. The sensation deepened when I instinctively flexed the muscles there and I heard a light gasp from the girl next to me. I glanced sideways at her, witnessing her biting on her lower lip before she looked at me too.

"Don't worry, Anna." She whispered sweetly and leaned in to kiss my cheek. "They have nothing on you." Her hand brushed my cock as she leaned away and I gulped heatedly. Holy shit.

A/N: Not sure if I liked the way it turned out (thanks to my niece getting sick) I wrote this chapter on about...3 hours of sleep^^ Regardless, "I see you shiver with antici...pation, so I'll remove the cause. But not the symptom." Tootles~