Hey guys! It's been a rough couple of weeks here, and will be for a little while, so I wish you all the best of luck and hope you all are safe, happy, and healthy. I wanted to try and lighten the mood a little with a funny story, so here it goes! Hope you enjoy!
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A figure began to meander out of a shop, a large, brown sack in one hand, sirens ringing loudly from behind them. "Oh, be quiet, will you?" They muttered, not stopping their slow pace.
"Hey, stop right there!" A woman, clad in a rather ridiculous red bodysuit, gold trimming the sleeves and around the midsection, jumped down from a nearby roof with some difficulty, having to slowly climb down. Finally on solid ground, her dark crimson cape fluttered behind her and sent her tripping haphazardly onto the ground. "Ack!"
A dark eyebrow raised at the scene, eyes half-lidded and mouth set in a tight line. The figure leaned against the building's wall and tossed the rather large bag over their shoulder. "And just who are you supposed to be?"
"Why-" The woman struggled to free herself from her cape, now tied around her ankles. She grunted, brushing away strands of copper hair from her face and mustered a glare. "You are looking at none other than the hero of this kingdom! Now, I suggest you give back that money you stole or I'll- hey!" A thin sheen of frost coated the ground underneath her and sent her flailing about and sending her to the ground once more. Her dark blue eyes widened, mouth hung agape.
"Surprised?" The figure leaning against the wall taunted, smirk dancing on their lips. Heels clicked loudly as they walked over to her, waving their hand and creating icy handcuffs that chained her to each wall. "So, you're supposed to be the hero around here, eh? Pathetic, honestly." Long fingers coiled around the woman's chin and a smirk danced on the edges of their lips.
"Let me- Ah- Go!" The woman yelled, finally succeeding in standing upright. "You're no match for- what, hey!" She was now completely on the ground after being flicked with a delicate finger, eyes alight in anger.
"I mean, honestly, what fool convinced you to do this?" Pale eyes narrowed a fraction, expression turning thoughtful. They walked over to her and kneeled down, observing the woman before her. "Although...you could learn a thing or two from me."
"Learn from a villain? As if I would!" The fallen hero's eyebrows turned in disgust, mouth bared in a snarl.
"Well, if you want to learn how to be a true hero, you have to learn from the villain."
"Never!"
A wicked smirk sent chills down her spine, heels echoing through the alleyway as the figure began to walk away, but not before turning their head and chuckling deeply. "Oh well, but do be careful. It gets rather...dangerous here at night." As they adjusted the bag on their shoulder and sauntered away, the woman on the ground struggled to free herself. She sighed deeply, eyes narrowing in frustration.
"Oh, come on!" She cried out, kicking violently at the ice wrapped around her wrists. "Wait!"
The figure suddenly appeared around the corner, setting their bag down and sighing deeply, rolling their eyes. "Already? Wow, you really are a mess."
"Just...help me out, please?" The girl muttered, eyes pleading with the other to release her from her rather embarrassing predicament. Finally, the ice receded and she let out a breath of relief, standing up and rubbing her cold wrists.
She could finally see the figure clearly now in the light of the street lamp, and her eyes widened. A woman stood before her, pale blue eyes boring into her and platinum blonde hair done up in a long, messy French braid that laid over her shoulder. Her skin was a pale white, barely noticeable freckles resting on her cheeks. The dress she wore shimmered in the light, the fabric covering her shoulders and neck, but leaving one leg bare. A corset nestled in the middle of her slim form, jagged frost patterns lining the edges.
"The name's Elsa, but most call me the 'Ice Queen.'"
"I-I can see why." The smaller woman gulped and tried to shake herself from her shock.
"...And you are?" The Ice Queen questioned, hips swaying from side-to-side as she came closer to her.
"Anna, the…" She paused. Do I actually have a cool name? "The, um, the Fantastic!"
She watched in awkward silence as the blonde slapped a hand to her forehead. "Seriously? Anna the Fantastic?"
Anna heard a groan from the woman and turned away slightly, eyeing the bag at the end of the alleyway. "So, anyway, you must return that money you stole!"
"Or what, you'll strike me down with a glare?" Elsa mocked, scarlet lips turning upwards in a smirk. She crossed her arms and leaned back, watching the redhead do the same. "Like I said before, no true hero succeeds without first learning the ways of the villain." That said, the blonde began to walk back to her bag and slug it over her shoulder, chuckling. "You can find me in a castle on the North Mountain. Can't wait to see you there."
Anna was left staring at her receding back, eyes wide and furious. You just got bested by a villain. Very well done, Anna, well done. "Great."