"Anna, what is that?"

"The answer of the gods."

"The naked guy who is hugging a dog?"

Elsa's face when I parked at the open gate and a huge nude man shot out of the car to go into the garden and desperately hug that filthy big dog who was playing animatedly with Olaf, was priceless.

"Yup," I answered my sister with a grin from ear to ear.

Then, I left behind my extremely puzzled sister and walked slowly past the ball of fur and skin that those two had formed. I was able to see it; that wonderful smile of relief on Kristoff's face, completely bathed in tears and being viscously washed away by the dog's immense tongue. I walked a few more steps and greeted Olaf with amusement, who was watching the scene with wide eyes and a soft blush.

"Olaf, sweety, do you think you could bring some of your clothes for Kristoff?"

"Are you sure you want him dressed?"

"Yes, if we don't want Elsa to beat him out of here."

"Shit, you're right. But give me one more second so I can get it right on my retina."

"Olaf!"

"What?! You can but I don't?"

I gave my scamp friend a shove into the house and he continued on his own in search of the much-needed clothing. I then crouched down next to Kristoff and asked softly.

"So, here was Sven?"

Kristoff pulled his tearful face from his friend's neck, nodded wordlessly, and hugged me tightly as he whispered breathily in my ear.

"Thank you."

'Should I remind him that he's naked? And in front of my sister?'

I would have, but I was enjoying that hug more than I could explain, so I just hugged him back and basked in his passion and warmth.

"Mhm!" Elsa cleared her throat. "Are you going to introduce us to your friend, Anna?"

Kristoff snapped back to reality and yanked me back just enough so that his look of shock and embarrassment met mine while his hands still rested on my forearms.

"This is Kristoff," I said without stopping smiling at that overwhelmed hunk. "I helped him out on the road and brought him to get him some clothes before he left to find Sven."

"So William's name is actually Sven?" Olaf asked from the sidelines as he offered Kristoff some garments.

"Uh… Thank you, Olaf?" Kristoff said finally letting go of my arms and shyly taking the clothes from Olaf's hands.

"Thanks to you, bud. This is not seen every day."

Kristoff's colors rose until he seemed to start steaming from his ears and he quickly covered his dick with the pile of clothes as Olaf burst out laughing.

"Enough!" Elsa authoritatively exclaimed. "Dog and human in leather, straight to the shower!"

"Uh… Okay, thank you."

"Anna!"

"Present!"

"Put the car in and close the gate, I don't want any more surprises."

"Yes, sir!"

"Olaf!"

"At your command!"

"Lead Kristoff and Sven to the bathroom, give them some towels, and, please, behave yourself!"

"I'll try!"

Kristoff gave me an apologetic, knowing grin, and he and Sven followed Olaf inside, who was prattling nonstop about the encanto of a movie he had recently seen.

"Anna…" Elsa whispered walking beside me as I headed back to the car. "You're going to explain to me properly what happened, right?"

"Don't worry: nothing strange has happened between us. Well, maybe that's not the most correct way to put it…"

"Where are his clothes?"

"Thrown through the forest."

"Through the forest?! Why?"

"You go prepare your favorite snacks. When we are all gathered, we'll explain it to you properly."

"Please, no more details than necessary."

"More details! Gimme more!" demanded Olaf laughing heartily as Elsa invested all her power in controlling the contractions of her body that betrayed her own laughter.

Kristoff, picturesquely dressed in Olaf's short, colorful, wide clothes, was also laughing at himself, slowly overcoming the feeling of embarrassment, as I continued to narrate my point of view of our story while filling my both cheeks like a real hamster.

"…and since he didn't seem willing to use one of my cups and I wasn't going to open the suitcase before I got there for the world, I told him I'd bring him here."

The laughter continued to echo through the forest for a long time until the subject was so squeezed that there was nothing more to say.

"So," Elsa began to speak as she discreetly wiped away some tears. "you have neither documentation nor access to your cabin?"

"No… I guess I should call the owner."

"Do you know the number?"

"Ugh… No. I had not thought of that. But I should be able to find her again on the Internet."

I offered Kristoff my phone and he accepted it with a smile as our fingertips brushed softly.

I had seen him completely naked almost longer than myself, and yet, that discreet touch was what stirred my insides as if a gust of wind were removing all the butterflies that lived there.

"Got it!" he said a few minutes later. "Honeymaren Nattura!"