If The Cold Can't Stop Her

By: SheAlwaysDies

*this story has content related to self harm and abuse*

The hours had been restless, but at some point, Anna's body had exhausted itself. She fell into a troubled sleep, where she could still hear the sound of the wind rattling at the antique windows, taste her own spit in her mouth and smell that clean air caused by the snow that magically gave Olaf life. She had laid down for only a second before jumping out of bed thinking it would be safer to have Olaf close by. He hadn't put up a single fuss as she shaked at him and took him by the hand to her bedroom. He'd waited patiently through half veiled eyes as she set up a side of the bed for him. And with a boost from her had gotten up and laid his head down.

"You can hold me if it helps," he said through a yawn and Anna did just that. She stared at the ceiling for what felt like the entire night but it could have also only been minute. Olaf's snow against her cheek gave her some relief and she relaxed into the closeness, happy to not be alone.

Maybe she'd slept for hours, maybe she hadn't slept at all. Her mind had somewhat shut down. Her thoughts were not flowing or lucid but they strung along making wishes and told better versions of events. Her body never fully relaxed, it fired synapses at random as if to keep the blood moving and ready for flight.

What she was waiting for did come. The frost crept in from under the crack of the door and climbed up her bed. It brought her heart to full attention when it seeped up her jaw. Her eyes fell open, she jumped up to sitting. Anna was about to shake Olaf awake again when she saw her.

In all white, she stood at the door like a ghost. Unmoving and unblinking, it didn't look like her big sister. The cold didn't feel right as the frost continued to grow on Anna and held her back from reaching out to the Ice Queen.

"Elsa?" Her sister was right there, in the doorway but she felt so far away. "Do we need to go?"

Anna received no answer. The magic wrapping itself around her body seemed like it was warning her, the ice contracted around her like if it was taking her into an embrace. Elsa was watching it. Her lip was curled and with a tilt of her head backwards it released Anna, skirted back onto the floor and then changed form into snow with a tiny blast, only to disappear. The way it had felt, the way it had moved was almost like if it was it's own creature. It's cold had held on like Olaf's little stick hands that were just recently pulling Anna closer to him.

"Elsa?" Anna tried again. She was free to move now and she crawled up the bed and kicked her feet over the edge. Elsa's robe was falling off her shoulder. The ice barely covering her body was taking in the moonlight. The details of the Queen's body were fully exposed under the clear like crystal Elsa had sculpted around her curves. At any other moment Anna could have been overcome with desire. But she felt resent bubble up it's place.

"Are we going or not?" She said angered. The first readable emotion crossed Elsa's face. She pushed her lips together, and swallowed a lump in her throat. She was fighting tears, but showed only her defeat.

"I don't think we will ever go."

"Ugh," Anna hadn't meant to give a voice to her frustration as she threw herself back into the bed. She crawled in towards Olaf and coated his chilly body with hers. Elsa followed her onto the bed, but stayed on the far side and turned her back as well.

Earlier Anna had watched Elsa go back towards Tarik. Her sister's determined exit had been quick. Her heels clicking on the floor punctuated the punches Anna felt were coming down on her. The Queen hadn't looked back and Anna hadn't been able to take her eyes off the empty hallway. Elsa took the cold with her and Anna felt empty without it.

She'd been given instructions. Her heart had been beating at her temples since. She knew she wouldn't rest well but she felt she had to be ready. She'd gone into her bedroom to pack a bag. Anna didn't even have a suitcase in her room. She never had a need for one. The Princess had never travelled outside of Arendelle. She had never even imagined actually going any further.

As the redhead looked around her room she realized she wouldn't want to leave any of it behind but it was her actions that had jeopardized her own home. The fault was all on her. If Elsa thought they would have to leave then she would go. However much it terrified her to have to run, Anna wasn't sure she liked the alternative.

After Elsa asked her to leave her alone, Anna had lingered in the hallway pacing. Close to an hour later Elsa came out of her room, wearing a white robe. The Queen had held it closed at her neck as she made eye contact with Anna. It made Anna sick to see how beautiful she looked and as she left, Anna wished her sister would fail. She preferred that over the idea that Tarik might get a piece of what Anna felt belonged to her.

Elsa was a shell of herself now. The Lord didn't just get a piece, Elsa gave herself up entirely. That's why Anna had turned her back. It was hard to look at. She couldn't do it, not while anger filled her. Right now, Anna could barely see the point of trying to soothe Elsa, when she had already vowed to that man. There was no point to fighting, or compromising or even healing if it would just reset itself the next time the Queen had to call on him.

Anna decided she would do more harm than good if she tried to navigate Elsa now. Maybe in the light of the morning it would feel less heavy. Maybe then she could listen to Elsa's reasonings. Maybe then it would feel like less of a betrayal and maybe then her own guilt and transgressions wouldn't hold as much weight.

The night was slow. Elsa had fallen asleep. Anna could tell by the shift in the cold. The Princess lay listlessly, watching the sky change colour as dark clouds overtook the stars. She listened to the breaths of her little family. Elsa's were shallow and quiet. Olaf's would sometimes break as if his throat wasn't built just right or if his alignment was off.

"Why aren't we all hugging?" The Snowman suddenly asked into the night.

"What?" Anna had been startled by the change in the silence.

"Is it because Elsa broke off her engagement to you and is going to marry that Tarik fellow instead?" Olaf turned his head around to face Anna as he asked the question.

"Kind of. But you know Elsa and I were never engaged. We're sisters." Anna responded. She had seen the worry in Olaf's eyes when she had confronted Elsa. Of course this strange and heavy night was affecting him too.

"You were too. I was suppose to officiate, and bare the rings, and sprinkle the flowers, and fluff the train of your dress and throw the rice at you, and carry you past the threshold. Oh wait no. The last part was Elsa's job." Olaf's words were familiar to Anna. It drew off the memory she'd just recently resurfaced.

The more she dug into it, the more what Olaf was saying made sense. The snowman had been present, maybe without life but with memories. He was filling in the gaps, drawing the bigger picture. It linked to other memories she had. Like how the same night of their childhood wedding Elsa had crawled into Anna's bed and told her when they were bigger they would get married for real. Anna had loved the idea but had asked what about my prince? Elsa had gotten up and walked away, she crawled back into her own bed with her back turned much like it was now.

"Don't want to marry Elsa anymore?" Olaf asked.

"I do want to marry her." Anna said. The words repaired her slightly. She dropped her shoulder and laid down on her back. Both Olaf and she looked over at the resting Queen.

"I'm in love with my sister." She said and that too made her feel less heavy. "I would marry her if I could. I would be her Queen. But Elsa says we wouldn't survive that."

"But it's true love," Olaf countered.

"I've heard you stay that before," Anna said, insinuating it was easy to misinterpret love.

"There's a lot of different kinds of true love. I love you truly, truly." The snowman said, with the most serious voice Anna ever heard him use.

"I love you too Olaf. Not everyone is as honest as you. How would we even begin to get the same understanding from other people?" Anna wondered out loud. She didn't really expect her companion to have an answer.

"You start with people that love you. You love other people back and when love is all you know then they can't say no." It was a pretty simple solution. It was akin to how Anna used to think the world functioned.

"What about people like Hans?" She asked, it was a lesson she had learned. Not everyone was like Olaf.

"They will be the few." Olaf answered simply.

"Where did you learn this?" Anna smiled at him, and brushed her hand across his cheek. He was always a surprise not because he was easily overlooked or undermined even though he was. But because he was as pure as the snow that held his heart in place.

"Watching you and Elsa grow up." He answered with a sleepy smile.

"Will you stay with Elsa?" Anna said as she lifted herself up. She slowly removed herself from the bed and Olaf replaced her in the middle spot. He yawned as he wrapped an arm over Elsa's shoulder and ran his cheek on her back. The Queen didn't stir.

"I love you guys," Anna said as she left and headed towards the kitchens. She was a bit nervous but she was determined. She was certain the little snowman was right. The sun was barely starting to rise but the castle was already a bustle of activity. Largely just staff, everyone was in a frenzy preparing for the upcoming nuptials.

"Gerda?" Anna called out as she neared her mark. The woman smiled at the Princess but Anna could see it was only a mask for all the staff around them. There was concern behind her eyes.

"Precious girl, I have a moment for you, come let's go sit." Gerda said and she ushered Anna away, grabbing a freshly baked scone with her before leading the Princess to an empty dining room.

"Child, you've been keeping me on edge, even after I asked you not to. You're still in yesterday's dress!" Gerda scolded and handed Anna the piece of pastry.

"I'm sorry Gerda," Anna replied while passing the scone between from one hand to another.

"It's alright. I fully understand now that you've been processing this business with your sister. It must be hard to feel like you are losing her to marriage after only recently being reunited. But you will see that Lord Tarik is a very strong choice for your sister."

"He's not. I am. I'm what's best for Elsa." Anna said determinately.

"You will still have each other, Elsa isn't going anywhere just because your sleepovers have to come to an end." Gerda tried to reassure Anna. She put her hand on the girl's shoulder and rubbed her with her thumb.

"No. I belong there. In her bed, by her side, under her rule. I should be Elsa's wife." Anna made every word count. She was ready to stop hiding. She was ready to prove that love wins.

"Oh Anna, I know you two were torn apart when you were in that wedding phase of childhood. But you are grown women now. You are too old to be playing house." Of course Gerda didn't take her words to heart. It was ludicrous to imagine that Anna's declaration to have any merit or depth.

"This isn't a game for me Gerda. I came here to tell you this because I love you. And I know you love me, I know you have always loved Elsa. I'm sure you don't have to dig too deeply to realize that my love for Elsa has many different layers that all fall under true love." Gerda's head snapped back as if just starting to take the Princess seriously.

"I want to be honest with how I feel because I spent the last few days trying to find a journal which confirms that Elsa feels the same way instead of taking her and convincing her that we can make this work." Anna was starting to feel confident again, like her old self, that took things as they came and was undefeated by impossibilities.

"I want you by my side when I tell her that there is a way for us to be together. We will need people at our backs to help change the minds of the people at our throats." Anna reached out and grabbed Gerda's hand. She gave it a tight squeeze and looked up at her expectantly.

"Did you find that journal?" The head maid asked.

"Yes, I destroyed it but I shouldn't have." Anna answered confidently.

"Anna, I've dedicated myself to your family wholeheartedly and forever. And to you girls more than anything. I will always stand by you. But it sounds like to me that Elsa has thought this through much more logically than you. I suggest you start to reconcile with the things that cannot be." Gerda looked at Anna with such a pity in her eyes but Anna didn't accept it. She was hearing what she needed to hear.

"But I can count on you. If I can change her mind?" With confirmation Anna would give herself permission to reclaim her sister.

"Yes," the woman did not waiver as she answered but before Gerda could add anything to her statement, Anna leaned in gave her a kiss on the cheek and took off back towards the Queen.

When she entered her bedroom, the only occupant in her bed was the little snowman, his little arm still hung in the air as if he hadn't noticed Elsa's body was no longer pressed against him. Anna walked over and tucked him in tight just how he liked it. She gave his little flurry a pat and went off to follow the cold.

The Princess was in her sister's room quickly. She knew without having to feel it that her sister was up in the garden. As soon as she stepped onto the balcony she heard a loud and piercing clang. It startled her and was coming from above. It hit again, and again. Anna took up the stairs two at a time. When she reached the top she saw Elsa with an old rusted out shovel in her hands. She was breathing hard, her back turned to the stairs and facing the large ice block that preserved Iduna's rose bush.

The Queen was still in her robe, and her shoulders were bouncing high as she focused on the ice. She took one more breath and raised the shovel. Another vehement blow rang in the rising sky. The slick sound of metal hitting ice was resounding. It sounded an alarm within Anna that silenced all her thoughts as she watched Elsa swing again and again, like a palpitating heart.

Elsa screamed with each hit. Her swings were harsh, her fervour didn't dwindle. No matter how many hits she took, the ice was just as valiant. The spade didn't make a single dent no matter how Elsa attacked it. Yet neither crumbled. Elsa just kept going.

Anna wasn't so sure how to intervene. She called out for the blonde repeatedly but Elsa couldn't be deterred. The Princess had no idea how to approach without getting hit. The shovel swung in every direction. Anna got to a point where all she could do was watch. She put her hands over her ears and let Elsa keep going. There were streams of tears flowing out of the blondes eyes. Her teeth were gritted, and Anna could see the muscles in her arms flex as they wound back and hit the rose bush with another pang.

Anna's waiting wasn't paying off, Elsa was determined. Elsa was mad. The vigor in which she attacked felt like some sort of enchantment, like if someone had cursed her to swing until she died. The Princess reached down and poked her fingers into dried dirt. She took out a handful and threw it at the blonde. She hadn't thought twice about it so she certainly hadn't aimed. It scattered and hit Elsa square on the side of the face, some likely getting her in the eyes and mouth.

The shovel fell and clanged uselessly at Elsa's feet as the Queen turned around to face her little sister. The dirt had stuck to her hair and face. Elsa's chest was heaving and she took short and quick breaths.

"Elsa, I'm sorry," Anna said. Her sister was looking at her with bared teeth and clenched hands. She lunged forward and pushed at Anna's shoulders. The Princess fell back a bit.

"Elsa?" Elsa hit again, Anna now the object of the curse.

"What are you doing?" Anna asked brokenly, and this time when the shove came she braced for it. It caused Elsa to come at her faster, this time harder. Anna faltered a bit, and didn't have time to recover before Elsa lunged at her, with flat hands, again and another. The redhead tried to fight through her confusion. With a strong enough stance Elsa just kinda bounced off.

"Are you done?" Anna asked.

"No," Elsa's voice came out much weaker than the blow that hit Anna square on the shoulders.

"Elsa, stop," Anna said, this time catching her sister's hands in her own. Elsa wasn't backing down. She bent at the knee and kept her onslaught forward but even when they were younger Anna always had an edge of strength over her sister. It hurt to do so but Anna held her ground.

"Elsa you need to stop," She said through hard breaths. Elsa just growled, as she tried digging her nails into the back of Anna's hands. The Princess accepted the pain and kept pushing against her sister.

"Stop it, Elsa please," Anna pleaded. The Queen hissed in response and pulled her hands back into herself. It was unexpected and Anna thumbled forward into Elsa. Before she could get her bearings, Elsa's mouth crashed onto Anna's. Her tongue asked for no permission to enter. The Queen had no care as her teeth smashed against Anna's. Anna let go of her sister's assailant hands and one snaked into the Princess's hair and pulled in, while the other landed on her chest and pushed away.

To Anna it felt like a punishment, to be both wanted and feel like she was about to be discarded. But she knew she deserved it. So she took it. She let her mouth try to catch up to the aggression. Anna didn't know whose tears she was tasting. She didn't think she was crying but her moans came out as sobs. Her hands were running up and down the soft silk of the Queen's robe but when they moved to tug it off Elsa broke all contact. Elsa recoiled out of her sister's reach.

"What's going on?" Anna asked. She still felt baffled, shaken. Elsa had put some distance between them. Trying to catch her breath, she leaned up against one of the tall walls with her forearm. The blonde's back turned to the scene she'd just made, as she tried to regain control of herself. The Queen couldn't breathe enough to answer. Anna was at a loss. She wanted to reach out for her sister but something was telling her not to.

"Do you need to sit?" Anna asked her sister as Elsa pushed herself off the wall and started pacing the small garden. She was shaking her fingers out and craning her neck as if trying to shed her adrenaline.

"No," Elsa said finally. Anna was shocked when she added, "lay down on the ground."

Anna did as she was told. She lowered herself slowly, all the while looked at the rage in her sister's eyes. She broke contact as she laid her back down and looked up at the fire coloured sky. She lay there for a moment, listening to Elsa get control of her breath. She heard a thud as Elsa just dropped herself onto her knees with no regard for the stone underneath them. She felt a cold hand on her ankle and a breeze of icy air as Elsa tossed the redhead's skirt at her. Anna's body started to buzz in anticipation and in stark contrast to the ringing in her mind that told her that this wasn't right.

Elsa's hands found her panties. Anna raised herself onto her elbows to get a read on her sister. It was a bad idea. It renewed Elsa's boiling point and whatever calm she had regained vanished. She yanked the underwear down hard, not caring that they didn't make it past Anna's feet. Her right hand pressed down at Anna's tigh, and the other bunched up her sister's skirt, as Elsa's mouth descended into Anna's bush. Elsa's tongue pushed the redhead's lips open, making space for it to flare and cover all of Anna's nerve endings.

The Princess jolted out of impact more than pleasure. She tried to reach down for Elsa but the Queen smacked her hand away. So she let her attention go back to the sky, whose colours morphed quickly with the sunrise. She dropped her hands on floor palms down and thrust her hips into Elsa's heavy touch.

Anna could feel Elsa's growls vibrate against her. It surprised the Princess how quickly she could be built up. Elsa's cold mouth was exhilarating, her tongue felt like a piece of ice. Dipping into her opening, Elsa's tongue collected the wetness pooling there and spread it forward into her clit.

The Queen's touch was rough and messy, but it was carrying Anna up practically instantly. She was ready to implode, but just as quickly Elsa's mouth was gone and Anna collapsed instead. She heard Elsa break into a sob. Woozy, Anna picked herself up.

Her sister's forehead was pressed against her knees and her arms were balled up over her head. Anna crossed her legs and scooted in closer.

"I can't control anything," Elsa said through her cries. Anna wasn't sure if she was allowed to touch the Queen. So she sat still and at a bit of a distance. As she watched on she realized where she had gone so wrong.

"I just want to get him off of me." Elsa said pleadingly.

Anna hadn't shown up. She saw it now. The Princess had let herself unravel. The morning she had learned about how the King and Queen had treated Elsa, she had reassured her sister that they would do the work together. But she had never shown up. Elsa needed the girl who recklessly climbed the north mountain in her ball gown, the one that told Elsa she could do whatever she wanted and who had steered their hands on each other.

She had let the grief of her parents consume her. Anna had convinced herself that she was incapable. But it was she who was destined to cure frozen hearts. Elsa's cowering body wasn't telling Anna to stay away, it was asking to be saved. So Anna reaches over and put her thumb on one side of Elsa's neck and the rest of her fingers on the other. She squeezed.

"And you thought you could do that by, what, pummeling at a solid piece of ice? Pummeling and, then some, your sister?" She asked, and pressed down at her fingers a little harder this time.

"Ow," Elsa said without stirring from her position. Then she added a simple, "sorry."

"Be sorry for the roses. I was half enjoying myself." Another squeeze. Anna couldn't see her sister's face but she felt some of her tension fade away. She would bet money that Elsa was even smiling.

"Come out from there, I miss you." Anna said and Elsa raised her head. Her tears had spread the dirt down her face. Her one eye red from more than just having cried but she gave Anna a little smile.

"Don't be so nice to me," she said.

"It's pity," Anna said, ready with a smile. She reached over and grabbed Elsa by the shoulders. The Queen gladly letting Anna draw her into her arms.

"I got this," Anna said and she gave Elsa a squeeze before setting her upright again.

"Take this off, make this stone a little more comfy," Anna appealed. A sheet of ice covered in a thin layer of snow grew underneath them. Anna was happy to feel the cold of Elsa's magic. Even more thrilled by Elsa's body being revealed. Anna had thought correctly, in her right mind that bodice was the sexiest thing she had ever laid her eyes on. She couldn't take her eyes off of it as Elsa handed her the robe she requested.

"Whoa," Anna said and her sister actually blushed. The rose on her sister's cheek was like a reward for trying to set herself back on the right track. It was working already.

The Princess accepted the robe and laid it over the layer of power below them. She then started working on the buttons of her blouse. Elsa's prying eyes were on her as she took off her shirt and added to the makeshift blanket on the snow. Her skirt was next and when she was done the only thing she was left wearing was her brassiere.

Elsa's breathing had spiked as she had watched Anna carefully craft a little oasis for them and then lay herself down on it. This time when Anna propped herself on her elbows she still had lustful eyes on her but the malice was gone.

"We can get rid of him together," she offered. Elsa pressed her eyes together and took in a shaky breath, when she met Anna's gaze again she looked somewhat renewed. The blonde crawled on all fours towards her sister, she moved up Anna's body until their foreheads met. Elsa took a few breaths in this position before kissing her little sister.

"I've missed you too," Elsa said without taking her mouth off of her sister. Anna hummed.

"Put your mouth back on me," she said in response. Elsa kissed her harder before pulling away. Elsa stopped to look at Anna. She hovered above her with a sad look on her face. Anna reached up and tried to get the dirt off of her face. The Queen dropped her head into Anna's palm, the action moved a few pieces of hair off of Elsa's shoulder, revealing bite marks where her neck and shoulder met. Anna reached up and circled the tender flesh gently. It didn't seem like Elsa winced from the pain, maybe it was from memory.

"I slept with Kristoff," Anna found herself admitting while she pressed down on the purple skin. Elsa's head slowly lifted off of her hand, the same sad face looked down at the redhead. For a moment, Anna let herself think that this was all their relationship could be, a start followed by a full stop.

Anna pressed down on Elsa's bruising again, not knowing what kind of explanation she should offer Elsa. She hadn't revealed this to even the playing field. Anna wanted to go through the same process here, to discard the part of herself that wasn't dedicated to Elsa. She didn't want to hear the thoughts that ate away at her optimism. She wanted to recommit her recklessness to make its leaps and bounds for her big sister.

Anna pulled Elsa down to her and reached her mouth around Elsa's neck, planting her teeth down around the marks Tarik had left on her. Elsa's body trembled under the pressure, her voice called out in reply.

"Yes, Anna," Elsa gasped. Anna was ready to turn Elsa over, to get her own taste of the Queen. She liked that idea. But Elsa pulled back while Anna's was still running her tongue between her embedded teeth. She felt the skin stretch and pull away.

Elsa moved down Anna's body quickly. Her mouth came down on Anna with a similar magnitude as had before. But this time the arousal within Anna built up without the disquiet. The Princess reached out for her sister, twisting her fingers around platinum hair. A little tug earned her a moan from Elsa, and that voice against her core elevated her excitement.

A cold hand gripped around her butt, and pushed Anna upwards driving her into Elsa's fervent tongue. The muscles of Anna's abs were convulsing, tightening to bring up her and then relaxing to drop her weight. Elsa's hand rocking her was the only control that was had over Anna's body, and Elsa used it to match the strokes of her tongue.

Anna could feel the burn caused by her heat meeting with the cold Elsa poured on her. She wanted desperately to hold it back, to make this feeling last in perpetuity. She did not have that will power and Elsa's goal was clearly to make her sister cum hard. She felt Elsa's tongue hit, and she made space between her moans to utter the word, "there."

It was all the encouragement her Queen needed to make Anna release and scream. The moment Anna started to ride her high, Elsa pulled back and climbed Anna's body, she dropped herself at her sister's chest and held onto her tightly. When Anna's body and voice simmered, Elsa placed kisses on her sister's chest, her fingers idly ran along the rim of her brasserie and the only thing that penetrated the silence were their enven breaths.

Anna's head rolled to the side, she was as close as she had ever gotten to her mother's rose bush. Even underneath a thick layer of ice she could see every vein on every leaf and every tone of white on every petal. She let her eyes dance around the grand beauty of it, and eventually reached up and ran her fingers along the freeze. The movement drew Elsa's attention to the ice block.

"Did you know there's butterflies in here?" Anna exclaimed. She craned her neck to get a closer look. They were hard to see, they were just simple cabbage butterflies, their colour only slightly more green than the white of the roses. "Two of them, together."

"Yes," was Elsa's stony reply.

"Whoa, weird." Anna said as her body got a shiver.

"Thanks,"

"No it's really cool. Super weird. Like they've been in there this whole time. They might have even been mating."

"You've been mating," Elsa said with a pout as she curled herself deeper into Anna. Anna laughed.

"Were you trying to rescue them with your shovel?" Anna asked, knowing she should probably get to the bottom of Elsa's tantrum.

"You have no idea how many times I've tried to thaw that stupid thing. I thought I was getting stronger. But I'm just as useless," Elsa answered, her tone defeated.

"Oh come on, Elsa this thing isn't all that when you consider it took you seconds to thaw all of Arendelle." The ice block out of context was large but Anna was pretty that anyone that witnessed the Great Thaw might laugh at anyone that said the Queen wasn't capable of dealing with one frozen rose bush.

"I didn't mean to freeze the Kingdom. But I promised mother I wouldn't let anything happen to Rallidae's roses. I frost burnt everything else in this garden. I had to do something to preserve his memory." Elsa's voice sounded lost in the past.

"He has a grave, mom used to take him roses, from here I guess." Anna joined her. "You have come a long way, Elsa. We just have further to go."

"I will thaw it," Elsa said softly, "when I know it's in good hands."

Anna took her hand off the ice and reached down over to Elsa. She grabbed at her chin and encouraged the Queen forward. Elsa came up into a kiss, but when Anna tried to push it forward Elsa didn't let it escalate.

"How long until you say you have to go?" Anna said after Elsa pulled back.

"I've an expedition with Kristoff today. Starts at sunrise. I can't not go and I'm not going to invite you to come." Elsa said, her body was already starting to pull itself away from Anna's hold.

"Everything about that sucks," Anna exacerbated.

"Yes, sucks for you that I have to spend the entire day with your boyfriend." Elsa jabbed as she started to pull at the robe pinned underneath Anna.

"I'm not giving this back," Anna said as she became a dead weight.

"Anna, I have to go!" Elsa growled, she tried all her might but could barely get another inch of the fabric.

"Take the bodice off and I'll consider it." Anna received a death glare followed by a pout but the ice surrounding Elsa's body surrendered and started floating up towards the rising sun. Elsa gave her sister time to take in the exposed flesh before yanking at the silk again. Anna reluctantly lifted her body and laughed at her sister and she gracelessly toppled over.

"Here I was going to tell you about the day I have planned for us tomorrow. But after a stunt like this you're going to have to wait and be surprised." Elsa jeered as she covered up her skin. The lightness in Anna's sister was returning. It was as if the easiest thing to do was what could help fortify them. Anna was ecstatic to learn she would get some time in the daylight to win over her sister and correct their course.

"Kiss me like you're going to miss me," Anna asked and Elsa did just that.

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This chapter got away from me this time. It's the longest one yet but I made it to the other side. Review and I will reply on the next chapter. Bye for now!

Mortisvenom: you got that right! I'm going to call you my Jedi master but I'm probably not referencing that right xD xox