A/N: I've been meaning to write this great Beauty and the Beast themed Elsanna fic for awhile now after seeing quite a few fanart pieces on it, but it wasn't until finding this post that I finally got inspired to write it: post/71607335185/manestella-sisterofasnowqueen-freckles-and

I'm really excited about this one, so I hope you guys enjoy it and it's satisfying to both the Beauty and the Beast theme and Frozen!

warning: This is an Elsanna fic, meaning there is incest. Mature rating for later chapters. Don't like it, don't read it, otherwise have fun!

Reviews are very welcome!


Anna let out a sigh and leaned back against the stable, "There must be more than this." She told the reindeer who looked up at her with a look of quiet inquiry.

"I mean, this life, Sven! This town, these people! They're great people, but I just feel so…alone here. Everyone thinks…thinks I'm weird! And just because I want to see summer! It's always so cold here, I want a change for once in my life!" The reindeer pushed his nose against her arm and Anna rolled her eyes, "You only like me for the carrots." She said but smiled and pulled a bulbous carrot from her brown leather satchel and let Sven take a bite.

"You are weird."

Turning, Anna took in the sight of the ruggish, blond man coming towards her, carrying a large sack over his shoulder.

A grin cracked across the strawberry blonde's face, "Your best friend is a reindeer, you can't talk."

With a shrug of his large shoulders, Kristoff smiled back, "At least I'm not standing around talking to someone else's reindeer."

Anna smacked him on the arm playfully, "Well I came here to talk to a human friend of mine, but he's kind of a huge jerk, so I think I'll be leaving."

She began to walk away but the man put a hand on her shoulder, "Anna wait! I wasn't serious! You're not weird!" There was a snort of agreement from the reindeer behind him.

The younger girl turned back to face him with a soft smile, "I know Kristoff, but I actually do need to head back to town, I'll see you later."

"Oh…um okay, yeah." He moved to hug his friend, but then patted her on the shoulder instead.

Shuffling back over to the reindeer, Anna rubbed his head, "See ya later, Sven, take care of this big lug while I'm gone!" Sven nodded, chewing blissfully on his carrot.

After a little wave at the pair, Anna began to trudge through the snow to make her way back towards the town of Arendalle, back home to her parents.

For as long as she remembered, it had always been cold here in Arendalle. Winters were the worst. The blizzards were so terrible that no one left their houses, for it was impossible to see even a hand in front of your face through the storm. There was very little to eat, most of their food was imported and traded for from other towns, since it was impossible to grow anything in frozen soil. Their land had been trapped in an eternal winter for nearly twenty-one years now, since before Anna was born. There were legends of an evil ice queen on the north mountain whose frozen heart had kept the town in its unending icy state. Anna herself liked to think it was the work of little ice trolls who froze things in the night. She chuckled to herself at the image of rolly polly snowmen sprinkling snowflakes on windowsills, so lost in her imagination she didn't see that she was on a direct collision course.

"Oof!" Anna fell backwards flat on her rear as she knocked into something, or, looking up, someone.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry!" leaning down, the someone in question extended a hand to help her up.

Anna merely stared at the man, "H-hi, Hans..." She could only smile stupidly at the handsome, ginger in front of her, his sweet eyes looking over her with concern.

Hans. It was actually Hans. Every woman in town was crazy for the youngest brother of the family that had come from the Southern Isles. Their reason for moving to this god forsaken frozen town, Anna had no idea. She was sure glad they had though, she had never actually talked to the man in person but she'd heard that he was the kind and valiant and caring, and anyone who had eyes could tell he was handsome. Very handsome. Incredibly handsome. Gorgeous in fact.

"Gorgeous…" Anna mumbled.

"Huh? Are you hurt?" he asked, snapping the girl out of her mental ramble.

"Uh…oh! No no I'm fine!" finally taking his hand, she let Hans pulled her up from the cold ground and Anna patted the spot she had fallen on, trying to rid herself of the snow and soreness.

The elder man smiled, "I'm glad. It is getting late though, would you like me to walk you the rest of the way home?"

Anna flushed, "No-I mean you don't have to, I'll be fine, unless you really want to, I want you to, only-only if you want me to, if you want to…yes?"

With a charming laugh, Hans nodded, "I would like to."

Anna had just finished her story about the time she slipped on a frozen pond and twisted her ankle at ten years old, which had resulted in a tragic case of cabin fever, when they arrived at the little wooden entry gate that left a space for a would be garden if not for the snow.

"Well…" Hans looked around as if trying to find a segue for his departure in the white scenery.

"Um…sorry I bumped into you earlier." Anna said, tilting her head and looking to the side apologetically.

"No worries," Hans took her hand, "It gave me the chance to accompany a lovely lady such as yourself home." He kissed her hand and Anna couldn't hold back the beaming smile that lit up her features.

With one last dazzling smile, Hans departed leaving Anna frozen in place with a smile slapped on her face for a whole three minutes as she watched his form turn into a tiny, blurry figure in the distance.

With a burst of energy, Anna threw the gate open and running, burst into the house, "MOM DAD YOU WON'T GUESS WHO-"

Anna's twirl through the door came to a slamming halt as she took in the dejected faces of her parents as they sat at the kitchen table not far from the glowing fireplace. "What's wrong?"

Her mother and father turned to look at each other simultaneously with an identical weighted expression. Her father nodded and then, turning to Anna, her mother spoke, "Anna, we have something to tell you." The brunette woman looked down at the pane of what Anna had first thought was glass but now saw was a thin sheet of ice.

She looked back up at her daughter, "It's about your sister."

Anna looked back and forth between her parents in confusion, "What sister?"