"Elsa, Elsa wake up." Jack gently shook Elsa, the clock clanging one in the morning.

"Mmm, what?" The queen groggily asked, the lack of sleep starting to show under her baggy eyes in the light of the moon. She turned over, Jack cradling Ellie, the small princess whimpering as she clenched her fists.

"Elsa, her tummy is bloated." Jack whispered, gently rubbing the princesses tummy as he brought her to his shoulder.

The princess scrunched her nose, letting out a cry as Jack gently rubbed her back.

"Baby girl, du er ikke helt bra, ikke sant? " Elsa cooed, brushing her hand against Ellie's warm cheek. The princess reached her tiny fist to Elsa, her mother kissing those tiny fingers. She slightly winced, still recovering from giving birth to the girls, sitting on the edge of her bed. Everything hurt, but that didn't stop her from that need to comfort a cranky princess. "Here, let me see her."

Jack nodded, gently passing Ellie to Elsa, her arms out as the welcomed the princess into her arms. "Jack, can you hand me her blanket?"

"Sure, one sec."

Jack tossed the blanket to elsa, Elsa wrapping the princess like a burrito inside the warm, fluffy blanket. She rocked the princess in her arms, softly humming as Ellie finally settled down, scrunching her nose and letting out an audible "aa."

As Elsa continued to swaddle Ellie, Jack peered into the other princesses crib, Annaleise out like a lightbulb, her tiny arms twitching as she slept soundly, finally getting into a normal sleeping routine.

"You heavy sleeper."

"Jack," Elsa whispered.

"Hm?"

"I think she's done being fussy." Elsa said, lying the princess on the bed, unwrapping the blanket. The princess bounced her chubby legs up and down, cooing as she looked up at her parents, her tiny tongue sticking out as she began to giggle and wrap her hand around Jack's index finger.

"Tight grip you've got there, squirt."


-A week later-

"Ten fingers, ten toes," Sophia smiled as she gave Annaleise her first check up. "A nose, two eyes, two ears. Oh! What's this?" She asked as she checked her navel. "Is that a belly button?"

Annaleise giggled, swinging her legs up. "Ooo." She cooed as Sophia rolled her on her bare tummy.

"She's developing quite nicely, your majesties," Sophia said, Annaleise cooing at Jack as he reached his hand out to the princess. "And now, it's time for Elisabeth."

"I've been meaning to talk to you about her," Elsa said, handing Ellie over to Sophia.

"Something wrong?" She asked as she unbuttoned the princesses tiny dress, listening to her heart.

"Well, it's just that she's been up at the same time every single night and crying, quite loudly to be honest. And her tummy is always bloated when we pick her up."

"Hmm. Sounds like colic." Sophia said, placing the stethoscope on the princesses tummy. "How often is she fed?"

"At least eight times a day. But she doesn't seem to want to at least half of the time. Should we be concerned?"

"Not necessarily, but what I like to suggest is leaving her on longer. If she seems like she's finished, most likely she's not."

"Should I still try to feed her even if she refuses?"

"It never hurts to try. Usually, colicky babies get a bloated tummy if they drink too fast. Gas gets trapped in their tummy and makes baby irritable." Sophia finished Ellie's check up, wrapping her in her blanket. "Upset tummies hurt, huh?"

Ellie babbled, her arms and legs flopping up and down.

"They've passed with a clean bill of health." Sophia smiled. "If Elisabeth continues to fuss, we can discuss possibly changing your diet just a tad, to rule out if it's something if your diet that upsets her tummy."

Elsa nodded, Sophia handing Ellie to Elsa, propped up on her pillows. "These two are good to go, now how are you feeling?"

"Tired. But I'm surprised I've gotten more than five hours of sleep a night with these two." Elsa softly chuckled. "I still feel like a whale.."

"You'll eventually snap back. Maybe not a hundred percent as thin as you were before, but close." Sophia smiled.

"And on that note, I'm prescribing only two months of taking it easy."

"T-two?!" Elsa shot up, Ellie squirming in her arms. "Sorry love."

"I can make it three if you'd like. No meetings, no physically demanding work, and NO, and I mean NO stressing over these two little ones. You have many loved ones who are a hundred percent willing to help out with anything you need."

"Speaking of which," Jack said, holding Annaleise in front of him. "I'll take care of her."

"Aaaplbbttt."

"Duty calls, I'm afraid."

"Sophia, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?" Sophia asked, taking a seat on the bed.

"When should they start eating soft and solid foods? And when should I start to wean them?"

"You should wean them by at least six or seven months. Their bodies won't be able to digest solid foods until about a year or so, they can start soft foods by six months as you start to wean them."

"I'll keep that in mind, right elske?"Ellie softly sighed, her eyes fluttering open and shut as she snuggled into Elsa's arms, her tiny nose twitching as Elsa lightly touched it.

"She's like a kitten," Sophia smiled, giving the princesses head a slight pat. "Small enough to fit into any small space."

"She really is," Elsa kissed Ellie's forehead, Ellie hiccuping, her eyes flying back open, looking up to Elsa. "You hiccuped!"

"Try it out and get back to me in a week." Sophia smiled. "Bye now, little one. Make your physician happy and grow strong every day!"


Sixteen years later

"My, how you two have grown!" Ida exclaimed, comparing the girls measurements from last year to the ones she had taken just under a half-hour ago.

"You, my dear grew an entire three and a half inches," Heidi said, writing Ellie's current height at 5'4. "Five feet, four inches tall. Almost as tall as your mother, your highness."

"Really? Three and a half inches in a year?" Ellie asked, turning to her sister, placing her hand at the top of her head and hovering it over to her sister's head, her hand landing right between Annaleise's hairline and eyebrows. "Hmm, how'd you get taller than me?"

"Drank more milk than you, I guess." Annaleise winked, her hand on her sister's head. "Or maybe you grew four inches and shrunk half-an inch when you fell out of that tree."

"Haaa, you're awfully funny, Annaleise." Ellie nudged her sister, Ida gently pulling her arm up to measure the length of her arm. "You're not the one with a sensitivity to dairy."

Heidi turned Annaleise to face her sister's side, holding both of her arms up to measure wrist to wrist. "Says the one who downs an entire bowl of ice cream late at night."

"Can't help it," Ellie stuck her tongue out. "It tastes too good to resist."

"Girls..." Heidi cleared her throat, Annaleise and Ellie giggling as they winked to each other. "There, you're free from our wrath."

"Finally!" Annaleise exclaimed, taking a sip of water as Ellie went to grab their shoes.

"You still have your yearly examinations, ladies. Might not want to change completely before you go out of that door."

"Ugh...tha'ts right," Ellie groaned. "We better not be getting any shots this time around."

"Blehhh," Annaleise stuck her tongue out. "I hate shots."

Ellie and Annaleise walked back to their rooms, Ellie stopping and calling for her sister. "Hey, you."

Annaleise poked her head back out of the door, her eyebrow raised. "Hm?"

"Doctor Gaither won't be here for about another hour, wanna do something?"

"Yeah, let's get some ice cream." Annaleise said, buttoning the back of her dress up.

" Do you seriously not remember even five minutes ago?" Ellie winked. "I'm lactose intolerant."

"So?" Annaleise snickered. "Can't we have a little fun before the doctor gets here? And how can I forget what happens to you when you eat dairy."

"You mean...?

"Well.."

"Well what?"

"I kinda made a deal with Laurence and Anders.."

"And?"

"They..they want to hear you...burp."

"You've got to be kidding."

"All I know is that includes chocolate." Annaleise backed away from her sister as if she she were about to punch her in the shoulder.

Ellie raised her eyebrow, shrugging as she smiled. "So, if I eat dairy for the three of you, you'd risk my digestive system for CHOCOLATE?"

"Not just any chocolate. Belgian Chocolate."

Ellie sighed, rolling her eyes. "Fine."

"Its okay if- Wait. You said "fine"?"

"To be honest, we deserve to have the right to not act proper and lady-like once in a while. Though, I might not sleep tonight, I really want some ice cream."

"So, it's settled!" Annaleise clapped her hands together, hugging her sister tightly. "We get ice cream before Dr. Gaither comes!"


"They've gone through quite the growth spurt, Sophia." Elsa said, leading the physician up the stairs, holding her skirts up. "Ellie's almost as tall as I am."

"How the times flies," Sophia smiled. "I remember when they were just up to my knee. They're quite the picture of health. I know how much they hate these checkups."

"Shots this time?" Elsa smirked.

"You better believe it." Sophia winked. "Speaking of them, how's Ellie's intake of dairy?"

"We've-I've limited her to not even half of a cup of anything dairy. Poor thing can't eat a bowl of ice cream without regretting it the next day."

"But she eats it anyways?"

"Oh, she does alright."

As the queen and physician made it to the top of the stairs, they could hear uncontrollable laughter coming from Laurence's room, followed by some snorts and, quite loud, burping.

"ELLIE, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD BURP!" Laurence busted up laughing, rolling onto his side.

"Hand it over, twerps." Annaleise demanded.

"Yeah, yeah. Here's your chocolate."

"BURRRRRRRRRP."

Elsa's face turned bright red, her hand flying to her face as she started walking away from Laurence's room. "I have no idea whose children they are."

Sophia couldn't hold in her laughter, letting out a small snort. "They take after their father, that's for sure."