Mordern AU

Icehurst, Maine

Girls/Fritz/Bjørn: 18

Elsa/Jack:41

Prom. The most anticipated dance of the whole school year was finally here. Everyone in the Junior and Senior year at Icehurst High was preparing for the big night, buying balloons, shopping for dresses that would only be worn once unless it served a multi-purpose, corsages, buying food, renting limos and whatever it was that high schoolers did to prepare for prom.

In the Frost household, only one fo the teenagers was unusually excited for the dance, while the other opted for a quiet night of playing Yahtzee with her family. Ellie wasn't one for dances, therefore she was the one who decided to stay home, away from the the drama. Annaleise on the other hand, was quite excited to dance the night away with Bjørn. What a night to do so, too.

Elsa and Ellie lent their hand to help Annaleise get ready for the big night, one doing her hair, the other putting the finishing touches on her dress. The dress was a strapless turquoise gown, Swarvoski crystals creating a swirling pattern on the bodice, the train, sparkling ice blue tulle draping over a solid turquoise chiffon skirt. Her strawberry blonde hair was curled into delicate curls, some pieces of hair braided together and held in place with small crystal hairpins stuck within the braid, crystal snowflakes adorning the right side of her head. Elsa had spent weeks hand-stitching every single piece of that dress together, Annaleise and Ellie adding on the delicate crystals.

Ellie held the can of hairspray up to Annaleise's head, covering her eyes from the hairspray's stickiness, spraying her entire head as if she was about to use the entire can.

"One spray should last about three slow dances, one fast, three bowls of punch, and possibly a chicken burrito." Ellie said as she sprayed the sides of her sister's head. "Aaaaaaand done."

"Jeez, did you use the entire can of spray? That stuff's not cheap, you know." Annaleise said, making sure her makeup wasn't smudged, then proceeding to apply pink gloss to her lips, gently making a "pop" sound. She backed away from the mirror, slipping her feet into her silver heels, fanning out her dress as she turned to her mother and sister.

"Presentable enough?"

"Enough to make all of the awe-struck boys melt once your presence is made known in the dance hall." Ellie giggled.

"One more thing," Elsa said, running back to her room to get one more thing to add to her daughter's dress."There," She said, clasping a snowflake pendant around her neck. "You're ready." She winked, giving her a tight hug.

"Now remember, I expect you to be at your aunt's before eleven. The dance ends at ten-thirty yes?"

"Yeah. It might be earlier if we decide to leave when they start playing horrible music." Annaleise replied, taking a sip of her water bottle.

"The earlier the better," Elsa smiled. "I just want you to have fun, and be careful."

"I'm sure we've got that covered. If anything happens, Bjørn has an entire roll of bubble-wrap in his trunk." Annaleise joked, Ellie handing her a stick of gum.

"Annaleise.."

"I know, I know. We'll make sure to not start any fights. I promise." Annaleise winked.

"That's my girl," Elsa softly laughed. "Are you sure you don't wan't to go tonight, Ellie?"

"No, it's fine. I'm not a huge fan of dances. I'd rather play a few rousing rounds of Yahtzee and perform the traditonal Yahtzee dance when I dominate everyone."

-ding dong-

"Ooh, either that's Bjørn or the pizza guy." Annaleise shoved the piece of gum in her mouth, grabbing her ice blue shawl and clutch, making sure her phone, lip gloss and a few extra items (just in case of an emergence) were inside the sequined clutch.

"Have fun sweetie," Elsa kissed Annaleise's forehead. "Remember-"

"Eleven, yeah I know!"

"Good you're early," Jack greeted Bjørn at the door, Bjørn nodding his head to Jack.

"I had to get gas. Don't want to be stranded on the street when it's at least 30 degrees at night."

"That's true." Jack heard footsteps come down the stairs, followed by Elsa's doting.

"Sweetie, we need picture before you leave. Just one more minute." Elsa said, racing down the stairs to get hr camera. "Okay, stop right...there."

Bjørn turned around and there was his date. He couldn't believe how amazing she looked in that turquoise dress. Elsa grabbed his arm and pulled him around to stand with Annaleise.

"Okay you two, smile on three. One, two-"

*click

"Got it." Elsa smiled, turning the camera off. "You two have fun, and be careful on your way there! The roads are still slick."

"I'll have her back in one piece before eleven. Fjelstad promise." Bjørn winked.

"Now get out of here, or else you'll be late." Elsa pushed the two young adults out of the doorway, Annaleise giving her a "goodnight" kiss on the cheeks.

"I'll call if anything happens!" Annaleise shouted outside of the door as they rushed to Bjorn's car.

Elsa and Jack shook their heads, Ellie waving goodbye from the window.

"When's pizza supposed to get here?" Jack asked, his stomach growling as the doorbell rang.

"I think that's it!" Ellie exclaimed as she rushed to open the door. And to her surprise, it wasn't the pizza guy. It was Fritz. "Nope, just Fritz."

"Sorry I'm not the pizza guy. AGAIN." Fritz rolled his eyes, kissing Ellie on the cheek, Elle replying back with a quick peck on the lips. "I brought the unhealthy food you and your mother insided on having."

"Did you bring the milk duds?" Elsa called from the living room.

"Yeah, yeah. And two of those plastic tubs of vanilla ice cream."

-Ding dong-

"Maybe this time, it's actually the pizza guy." Ellie rushed to the door, only to be greeted by Anders, Kristoff and Anna.

"Is the pizza here?" Elsa called.

"No, it's just Aunt Anna and her minions."

"Hey, minions is one thing we are NOT." Anders exclaimed, play-shoving Ellie out of the way. "Where's 'Rence?"

"Laurence should be down any second. He should be finished with his homework by now." Jack said, claiming his spot on the couch.

-Ding dong-

"PIZZA."

Ellie opened the door one final time. FINALLY, the pizza guy was here.

"That'll be $28.99, El."

"Thank's Gus. Shouldn't you be at prom? I thought you were taking Sam with you." Ellie said, giving Augustus the money, $40 exactly.

"We both had to work. We're celebrating tomorrow by going to see a movie and sneak a pizza into the theater." Gus smiled, handing Ellie the change.

"Keep the rest."

"You sure?"

"Duh, Gus. Get back to work." Ellie giggled, pushing him out of the door.

"Pizza?"

"Ugh, hold your horses. Yeah I have it right here." Ellie called from the kitchen, grabbing small plates and napkins, balancing the Parmesan cheese on top of the two boxes. She sat it down on the table and sat on the floor. "Y'alls are going down and I'll be doing to victorious Yahtzee dance."

"You hungry?" Bjørn asked as he turned the corner.

"I'm starving. I haven't had much of anything to eat today."

"So, I'm assuming a burrito, quesadilla and a drink would suffice?" Bjørn chuckled as he pulled into the nearby Burrito House drive-through.

"How did you know?" Annaleise smiled.

"Well you do get it EVERY single time we come here so..."

"You do know what I like." Annaleise placed a gentle kiss upon his lips.

Bjørn blushed, pulling up to the order window "You know it, fireball."

~9:00 pm

"Ugh, all of the stuck-ups are here." Annaleise groaned as she wrapped her arms around Bjørn's forearm.

"Speak of the devil," He scoffed as he looked towards the photo booth. "Oleg is here."

"Just avoid him like the plague." Annaleise joked. "I mean, we can always ditch this place and go get ice cream."

"It's fine. As long as he doesn't try to terrorize you, we'll be fine. Wanna dance?"

"Well of course, you handsome bear." Annaleise winked as they made their way to the dance floor.

~10:00

An hour later, a.k.a. four slow songs later, both of them began to feel thirsty, the room getting stuffy and hot.

"Thirsty?" Bjørn asked.

"Yup."

"Punch it is. Be back in a minute."

As Bjørn made his way to the punch table, one of the tables was left unattended, Oleg and his pal Seth hid behind the table, pouring a clear liquid into one of the punch cups, thinking Bjørn would grab the one closest to the edge of the table. He grabbed two of the cups, one for him and one for Annaleise, one of the cups holding the strange liquid inside of it.

"He grabbed it, it's in his left hand." Oleg snickered.

Bjørn handed Annaleise the cup in his left, gladly taking it as they tapped glasses together.

"Bottoms up?"

"Bottoms up, sir." Annaleise's smile turned to a "bleh" face. "Woo, this punch is...strong.

"Crap." Oleg whispered. "He gave it to her."

"Hey, it's a bit hot in here, I'm gonna take put the shawl with my purse." Annaleise handed Bjørn her cup, feeling a bit hot as she pulled on the neckline of her dress. "Boy it's hot."

"Bjørn!" Hilde chimed, bouncing over to him in her shimmery silver gown. "Where's Annaleise?"

"Taking her shawl to the coat check."

"AH. OO, mind if I have a drink?"

"You two share everything, so here." Bjørn handed the cup that Annaleise drank out of, her face turning a bit sour.

"What the frick frack is in this punch?"

Bjørn smelled the punch. The cup smelled of different concoctions of alcohols, his eyes widening in shock that Hilde and Annaleise drank spiked punch. And the problem was, that Annaleise was allergic to Alcohol, learning first hand from an accidental drink last year.

"Oh no. Hilde, this punch is spiked!"

"No wonder it tasted so funny."

"Annaleise is allergic to alcohol." Bjørn whispered.

"Shouldn't we get her to the ER, then? What exactly happens when she drinks it?"

"Well, when it happened the first time, she got hot, nearly passed out and had horrible nausea. Here," Bjørn said, handing Hilde the cups. "I'll go find her."

He checked the coat station. Nope wasn't there. But there was someone who could help.

"Sky, did you see where Annaleise went?"

"Yeah, she went to the bathroom. She doesn't look so good."

"Sky, she just drank spiked punch. Can you give me her clutch and shawl?"

"Sure, Bear. You gonna take her to the ER just in case?"

"Yeah, I'm going to have to."

~Girls bathroom

"You can do this Bjørn...you've got this." Bjørn opened the bathroom door, the first sound coming out of the room consisting of coughing and cries. "Annaleise?!"

Bjørn kicked down the only closed stall, exposing a quite sick eighteen year old, hugging the side of the toilet as she shivered and shook. He picked her up in his arms, wrapping her shawl around her arms, carying her outside to the car.

"Don't worry fireball, I'm here."

"B-Bjorn...I don't feel so...good."

Bjørn laid Annaleise in the back seat, strapping her middle into the seat belt, driving as fast as he could to the nearby emergency room. He carefully unbuckled his shaking girlfriend, draping her in his arms as she kicked the car door shut, walking as fast as he could to the emergency room doors.

"Good evening," One of the nurses smiled. "What can we do-"

"She just drank spiked punch at our school dance...she's allergic to alcohol."

"We'll get her into a room as quickly as possible."

"Elsa...she hasn't come back yet. I'm getting worried." Anna's voice shook over the phone, the clock striking midnight. .

"I'm sure they've got a perfect explanation why they're so late. I'll let you know if Bjørn brings her back- hold on, Annaleise is calling."

Elsa sat in her recliner, sporting cupcake pajamas, draped in a sherpa throw.

"Annaleise.." She thought to herself. "You are in so much trouble missy."

"Young lady, do you have any idea time it is?!"

"Mama..Bjørn and I are in the ER.." Annaleise's voice shook on the other end of the line.

"What?! What happened? Why are you in the-"

"Mor..I'm scared..please.."

Elsa's heart began to race as she ran up the stairs to her room, Annaleise still on the phone.

"Sweetie, I'll be there as soon as I can. Please, just stay calm." Elsa's voice always seemed to soothe Annaleise when she was scared, and it helped a little but not much.

Elsa held the phone to her ear with her shoulder as she struggled to change without waking Jack. Whew, bullet dodged. Jack was, thankfully, a heavy sleeper and slept through Elsa bumping into the dresser and closet door with the lights off. She quickly sped down the stairs, putting the phone on speaker phone as she grabbed the keys to her Camry, bolting out the door and quietly shutting it.

"Elske, I'm driving now so I'm putting you on speakerphone."

Annaleise sniffled, hiccuping.

"I-i feel like...I'm gonna be sick.."

"I'm almost there love," Elsa said, pulling into the emergency room parking lot. Thank goodness the Frosts lived only minutes away from the hospital. Elsa parked and rushed into the reception area, her heart feeling as if it were to beat out of her chest. She huffed and caught her breath as the nurse on call turned and smiled.

"Good evening, here to see a patient? " the nurse asked.

"My daughter, Annaleise Frost."

"Frost, Frost- ah. Yes. Her and her friend are in the room 103, first door across from the nurses station on the right."

"Thank you." Elsa sighed, about to leave for the room.

"Mrs. Frost, before you go in, I wouldn't be too hard on her. Both of them have been through quite the evening."

Elsa nodded and proceeded down the hall, checking in at the nurses station. The head nurse brought Elsa to Annaleise's room, knocking and then opening the door. The first thing Elsa saw as she walked into the room was Bjørn holding Annaleise's hand as she shivered under a pile of warm blankets, a bowl next to the bed. Bjørn looked up and sighed with relief as Elsa rushed into the room.

"Bjørn, what happened?"

"Someone played a real wise-ass prank, excuse the language, and it wasn't intended for Annaleise to fall for it. The idiot spiked some of the punch, and it sent half of our senior class here."

Baby...

Bjørn scooched his chair over so Elsa could sit next to her daughter. Annaleise felt the same retching pain in her stomach, her hand flying up to her mouth, Elsa holding the nearby bowl just in case she threw up.

"She's been dry-heaving for the past hour. We would have called sooner but-"

"It's fine, Bjørn. " Elsa slightly smiled. "I'm just glad you stayed with her in case something more serious happened. Does your mother know you're here?"

"Mmhm. Called her about twenty minutes ago"

"How's she doing?" Dr. Gaither softly asked as she came into the room with an IV bag full of fluids and Annaleise's chart.

"She's still having dry heaves." Bjørn said. "And still shivering."

"I see. Ah Elsa, good. You're here." Sophia said, changing the IV bag out

"Sophia, did you run any tests?"

"Well,the good news is that there aren't any drugs in her system. However, her blood alcohol level was way above

the limit. Poor thing, we see this every year when prom rolls around."

"Elske.."

"But the better news is that once she has fluids in her and that alcohol is out of her system, she can go home. But when she does, it's bedrest and soft foods until she feels better."

Annaleise sniffled, Elsa stroking her cheek as a stream of fresh tears ran down her cheeks.

"It takes just one wise punk to ruin an entire dance. I've just checked on at least fifteen different students from her school, mostly seniors,in the past hour and they are doing a bit better. By the way, did Elisabeth end up going to prom?

Elsa stroked Annaleise's hand, still paying attention to Sophia.

"Hm? Oh, no. Fritz came over and we played Yahtzee until he had to leave. That boy sure has some...awkward Yahtzee dance moves."

"Ah, the good old Yahtzee dance. I remember when I used to play it with Fritz and his sisters. They would get so caught up in trying to make up a "super special Yahtzee" dance, and they looked absolutely ridiculous trying to outdo each other. " Dr, Gaither laughed, passing Elsa a thermometer to place in Annaleise's mouth.

"That's right, Fritz is your nephew, isn't he?" Elsa asked, placing the thermometer in Annaleise's mouth.

"He is indeed," Sophia smiled, checking Annaleise's pulse. "He's absolutely enamored with Elisabeth, and won't stop talking about her. It's kind of cute."

"Ellie is quite smitten with him as well," Elsa smiled, stroking Annaleise's forehead.

"Which reminds me, have you given your children...the talk?"

"The talk...OH. That talk." Elsa blushed, her eyes rolling over to Bjørn who had fallen asleep in the chair next to Elsa.

"Well, to be honest, we didn't really have to. You could say that they figured out the details on their own, thanks to their physician."

Sophia took the thermometer out of Annaleise's mouth, checking her temperature. Back to normal.

"And this physician of theirs is thankful to have patients who actually ask questions if they have concerns or just want to talk about it. You raised three children practically perfect, Elsa. Especially this one and Ellie. They don't drink, smoke, do drugs, or get themselves into trouble. I have this feeling that when they move out and get married, starting a family of their own, they'll learn from you and Jack." Sophia went back to Annaleise's chart, recording the temperature and, lightly patting her on the forehead.

"She's lucky you know." Sophia nodded to Bjorn, still fast asleep on the chair. "He's been by her side the ENTIRE time."

Elsa quietly chuckled.

"Yep, he's a keeper."