A/N: This is the last of my old writing! We're finally caught up!

And with that, prompts are now officially open! You can send some to me on my tumblr (annasfreckles), and while I don't mind if you ask for prompts in your reviews, I'd prefer it if you kept it to my blog. Also try to follow my blog so you can stay up to date with my writing process.

I have a few new prompts lined up for this week, but for the next few weeks, I'm gonna try to take it slow. I have a lot going on IRL rn and I kinda need to let my brain relax, editing and updating one or several pieces of writing almost every day did kinda take a bit of a toll on me.

I also need to focus on my new fics and get these chapters ready for next month. I'll be posting the first of my new fics either April 9th or April 16th, depending on how ready I feel.

Thanks for being patient while I get all this old writing up! Hope you guys look forward to my new stuff!

Prompt: You're a 26 year old woman living on your own with a really nice apartment and a rising business and you're telling me you've ever learned how to ride a BICYCLE?

Anna stared at Elsa in disbelief. Her girlfriend had her arms wrapped around her body, shoulders hunched; a self-conscious gesture that pretty much answered Anna's question for her.

She didn't want to laugh. She felt kinda sad thinking about how much sense it actually made when she considered the kind of upbringing Elsa went through but at the same time the thought of going through one's whole life without learning to ride a bike just seemed so absurd to her that…

Anna bit her knuckle in attempt to muffle her laughter.

Elsa narrowed her eyes and glared at her. "It's not like a bike is necessary to get by in my day-to-day life!"

Anna almost choked on her laughter. "It isn't?" Elsa's glare deepened and Anna shook her head. She wasn't being fair to Elsa. Just…

"Look, Elsa… I know you don't think it's necessary but you should still at least try to learn how to ride a bike."

Elsa scrunched up her nose. "Why… I have a car. That gets me around just fine."

"Gets you around just—" Anna could only smirk and shake her head. Just another reminder of the two completely different worlds they came from.

Prompt: Picnic at sunset

"How're the sandwiches, darling?"

Anna looked up from where her head rested on Elsa's lap, cheeks full from the humongous bite of her third sandwich in about as many minutes. She chewed for a while, throwing an enthusiastic thumbs up as she answered, "Mmm!"

"So good, then."

Anna swallowed and licked her lips. "Your food is always good, Elsa."

Elsa smiled and gently tapped her finger on Anna's nose, which scrunched in response as her girlfriend giggled. With the orange glow of the setting sun, Anna's teal eyes sparkled brighter than usual, her freckles a spattering of brown stardust further standing out on sun-kissed cheeks. Anna's beauty was like a painting in motion, made even better by the bright optimism and loving nature that shone through in actions and words.

"Except paintings can't talk back," Anna said with a sly smile.

Elsa blinked. "Oh… did I say that out loud?"

"Mhm, but that's okay," Anna said as she brushed a kiss against Elsa's knuckles. "I've thought the same about you."

Prompt: Anna asking Elsa for a cooking lesson

"Elsaaaaaaaa"

Elsa looked up from her kindle to see Anna sprawled on the ground next to her feet, facedown in the rug with Marshmallow resting on the small of her back.

"How long have you been lying there?"

"Elsa, my mom is coming over this weekend and we have nothing to eat."

"Sure we do, we have—" Elsa stopped to think about this. When was the last time they went to the grocery store? "Well, we have a list of take-out and pizza places, at least."

"Elsa, you've met my mother, she's sneered at Italian food from New York. If we don't make her some really good and authentic Norwegian food, we're gonna have to live with her complaining for a whole weekend."

"Anna, darling, I think you're a touch exaggerating." Though, Elsa wouldn't deny it, she had been dreading this weekend for the past month. More about how the nasty woman talked to Anna than anything else, so she could understand her girlfriend's worry. "Alright, I suppose I should go to the grocery store and figure something out."

"No!" Anna shot up, startling Marshmallow off her back. "I wanna cook!"

"Anna, you don't cook."

"Exactly! Last time you cooked something for my mom, she gave me a hard time about it. But I wanna show her I can do adult things! So…" Anna paused, eyes wide and lips pouting, bringing her hands up clasped under her chin as she begged, "Can you teach me how to cook?"

Elsa gave her girlfriend a look, but when the pouting only grew more intense, she sighed and flopped down on the couch. She really couldn't say no to that face.

Prompt: Hair brushing for the royal sisters

It was a relief.

Sitting at the vanity, fresh from a nice hot bath, with the soft feeling of the brush and Elsa's fingers threading through her hair. Anna sighed deeply, closing her eyes to bask in the feeling of finally being able to rest.

Between helping Kristoff with the ice delivery, preparing decorations for the upcoming Yuletide festival, and well, the usual politics of being Princess of Arendelle (not to mention helping Elsa deal with a rather pesky viscountess from the south), well… it had been a busy week, to say the least.

Anna had groaned with relief with the week finally coming to an end, but the ache and exhaustion still wore her down, and she could tell it wore Elsa down as well. Her sister had smiled tiredly and said, "Why don't we take a bath and get ready for bed?"

"I think I could fall asleep right here and now," Anna joked, or had meant it as a joke, and then Elsa scratched gently at the back of her head and she could feel her eyes threaten to close shut. Humming, Anna leaned against Elsa's shoulder, feeling her gentle laughter and a soft kiss upon her forehead.

"Bath, and then I'll comb your hair, and then you can sleep for as long as you want."

Anna smiled at the thought. As the queen, Elsa knew better than to promise such things, and yet, as her sister, she had never gone back on her words.

It was, indeed, the best night's sleep the two of them had gotten all week.

Prompt: Trip to an animal shelter

"I found him."

Elsa sighed and walked over to where Anna currently had her face pressed up against the cage. "Yes, Anna?"

"I found the perfect one."

Elsa looked down to the white cat that sniffed and licked at Anna's fingers. It was small, with bright blue eyes, and little nubs where its front legs should've been. It purred gently, brushing its face against the cage's door at an attempt to get closer to Anna, begging for better pets. Her girlfriend absolutely cooed.

"We have to get this one."

"I don't know Anna, do you really think we can afford a cat right now?"

"Don't give me that!" Anna turned and gave Elsa a stern glare, pointing an accusing finger in her face. "We've sat down and planned the expenses! Now's a perfect time to get a cat!"

"Oh, Olaf!" the woman helping them walked over. "He's a little cutie for sure. Poor thing's been here a while."

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

The woman shrugged. "Folks don't really like older animals. They all want a kitten or a puppy. And well… they tend to get scared away by his missing limbs."

Uh oh. Elsa looked to Anna, and sure enough, she had a look of utter despair. She pouted, wide puppy dog eyes, as she leaned down next to Olaf.

"Don't worry. We'll give you a home, little guy."

Well, Elsa thought, I can't really say no after that.

Prompt: Eating ice cream

This was their favorite spot.

Anna and Elsa would come here every Saturday, the only day they were both free, and order a sundae to share. Strawberry and mint drenched in chocolate fudge, and depending on how they felt, sometimes with nuts. They would feed each other the ice cream as they spoke about their week, Anna complaining about her asshole boss and Elsa talking about her various projects and exams and whatever else she had that week.

It was also their first ever date.

"I can't believe all these years," Anna said as they sat down, "all the other stores would close or change owners or whatever, but not this place."

"No," Elsa agreed, sighing wistfully as she took Anna's hand into her own. "This place is here to stay."

"Think it's a sign?" Anna smiled wryly, giving Elsa a wink.

Elsa laughed, and would have responded, but an employee came over just then and placed their sundae on the table. Her response quickly died in shock as she looked to the young girl in question.

"Don't act so surprised," Vanellope said, walking away with a roll of her eyes. "You guys literally come here every Saturday at the same exact time and order the same exact thing."

Elsa felt her face flush a dark red, but she managed a smile at Anna's infectious giggle. Her wife leveled her with a mischievous sparkle in her eye, and Elsa braced herself for whatever she was gonna say.

"Think we'll still bring our kids here someday?"