Anna riffled through her wardrobe, popping her head out every now and then to ask her sister for her opinion on a dress.
"What about this?" She asked, pulling out a dress very similar to the coronation gown she had worn. Elsa looked up from the desk she was working at, sighing, to glance at her sister. Elsa's braid fell over her shoulder, the way it usually did, and rested comfortably against her chest. Elsa starred at the dress for a moment, before she shook her head.
"No, it's too . . ." The Queen searched for words. "Similar? 'Too much like the coronation dress you wore."
Anna and Elsa had been invited to a ball in a nearby Kingdom. It wasn't far, a day's trip maybe. The Kingdom was small, but the girls had never been to a ball apart from the disaster excuse for Elsa's coronation. Anna was especially excited about it, and what she would wear to the dance.
Anna glanced at the dress, tilting her head as she thought. Then she smiled. "You're right." The princess exclaimed, returning the dress and digging through for a new one. "Hmm . . . what about your coronation dress? If I don't wear the cloak, then it'll look completely different."
Elsa blushed and looked at her hands. "Yeah, uh . . ." Her eyes flickered to her sister. "That dress is kind of . . . well, let's just say it's no longer with us."
Anna narrowed her eyes. "What did you do it?"
"Anna, think about it. When I was in my ice palace, do you really think I took all the clothes off so I could create a new dress?"
"Actually, I kinda' did."
"Well, I didn't." Elsa retorted, smiling weakly at her sister. "That dress is long gone."
Anna sighed, and turned back to her wardrobe. She was basically climbing inside it looking for a dress. Elsa turned back to her work- she had a handful of letters that she needed to send before they left that evening.
"Ack!" Anna yelped from the wardrobe, just as something toppled out if it and crashed. Elsa winced, but laughed weakly at her sister's clumsiness.
"Why didn't you just have a new dress made? I did." Elsa reminded, dipping her pen in the ink to sign her name at the bottom of the page.
"I dunno'. I forgot." Was the excuse that Anna came up with.
Elsa was going to retort, but Anna was already cheering and pulling herself from the closet. "I found one!" She called, craning her neck so she could see her sister. Elsa looked over her shoulder, smiling at Anna and watching as she fumbled out of the closet.
"Ah- oh, ow. I'm okay! I'm- ow!" Anna stumbled over her own feet and grabbed hastily at the dress, yanking it free from the wardrobe. "There we go." She said, brushing down her ruffled braid and putting one hand on her hip. The other she used to hold up the gown, which Elsa stared at.
It was an old one of the former Queen of Arendelle. She had probably worn it when she was Anna's age, maybe even Elsa's. It was a simple royal blue color, with dark red and purple rosemaling. Elsa tilted her head, and tried to imagine Anna in it. The color was a little different than what her sister normally wore, but it would work.
"I like it." Elsa declared, standing from her chair so she could walk over to it. Anna beamed.
"I thought you would."
Elsa grinned at Anna, and reached out to touch the fabric. The sleeves were short, barely more than decorative straps. It was hard to imagine their mother in it, though it was of course difficult to imagine their mother younger at all.
"Go try it on." Elsa urged, grabbing Anna by the shoulders and spinning her around. She lightly shoved her towards the room divider that she usually changed behind. Anna basically skipped towards it. Elsa was even sure that she heard her humming.
"So, what does you're dress look like?" Anna asked after safely hiding herself behind the board. Elsa blew lightly on the ink, to make sure it was completely dry, before she folded the page. Then she shrugged.
"It's nothing special, it's kind of like the gown I made when, well, you know. It just has some traditional elements added, It's really not a big deal." Despite trying to hide it, Elsa's excitement was bleeding through. Being post-reveal, designers had jumped at the chance to incorporate ice related designs into a dress for the Queen. She liked all of them a lot better than designs she had gotten pre-reveal; maybe because they were more . . . her style? Honestly, before all this- Elsa didn't even know she had a style.
"Well, I'm sure it looks great." Anna called from behind Elsa. As the older girl slipped the folded up letter into a cream-colored envelope, suddenly something collided with the back of her head. She gasped, and frost shot from her fingertips- coating the letter with a thin layer of thin ice.
"Aw, that was my last one . . ." The Queen complained, more so to herself than to her sister. She glanced over her shoulder to see what had hit her. Even though she saw that she had been hit by one of Anna's shoes, her eyes were on Anna herself.
Though she was still adjusting one of the straps, Anna was now dressed in the pretty gown of their mother's. It might have been a little long on Anna, but with a small heel, it'd be fine. The color made her sister's skin tone look paler, which brought out her adorable freckles and pink cheeks.
She looked beautiful.
"Anna," Elsa gasped, standing and rushing towards her little sister. The younger girl stood almost sheepishly as Elsa looked at the dress. "You look beautiful, you . . ." She was at a loss as what to say. She could even feel tears in her eyes, as if she were a parent seeing their child dressed up for the first time.
"Thanks." Anna blushed, brushing a strand of hair back behind her ear. Elsa grabbed her sister's hand, and then after a second thought, pulled her into a hug.
Anna wrapped her arms around her sister as well, before pulling away a moment later.
"We're going to be the best dressed princesses at the ball." She said lightly, grabbing her skirt and twirling around. Elsa laughed, and moved towards her desk.
"You'll be the prettiest princess for sure. I'll just be among Queens." Elsa joked, and rolled her eyes as if being a Queen was a bad thing. Anna looked at her older sister one more time before skipping back towards the dressing boards.
"Fine. You'll be the loveliest Queen at the ball."
Elsa laughed, but all the same, she was flattered. She knew Anna was beautiful. She was proud that she had such a nice, sweet, pretty little sister. But all the same, she liked being told that she was pretty, or lovely, or whatever they thought she was. Being away from people for so long, she didn't really know how to handle compliments.
But it didn't matter if people though she was pretty or not. Elsa and Anna would have a good time nonetheless. Heck, they could go to the ball in a sack and they'd still have fun (though Elsa truly wondered if they'd be allowed in or not). But they'd enjoy themselves, and that was all that really mattered.
It feels like forever since I updated, oh god. But hi again anyway! I can't wait for frozen to be on dvd…I'm so excited!
This was inspired by that dressing room deleted storyboard scene from frozen they released recently (wow, that was a mouthful). I think I'm going to have a part 2 to it, where they're actually at the ball. Yep, yep.
Due to only a few entries, I'm extending the contest date AGAIN to a later date I have not decided on yet. So, keep sending me Christmas-themed-frozen-fics-made-for-the-contest, I would be ever so grateful.