Mimi got out of bed, pulling her dress on for the day and running out of her room. She dodged a few staff members on her way to her parents room, being grabbed by someone.
"Papa!" She squealed in delight, turning to hug him tight.
"Morning Mimi, happy birthday." He kissed her forehead. "Are you looking for Mama? She's almost ready for today. Want to go see your Auntie and cousin while your Mama finishes getting ready?"
"Okay!" Mimi grinned widely, seeing someone over Kristoff's shoulder. "Mama!"
Kristoff turned to see Anna ready for the day dressed in a green and gold dress, a loving smile on his face, "good morning, Anna."
Anna smiled as she hugged Kristoff, keeping Mimi between them, "good morning." she kissed Kristoff's lips before taking Mimi from him. "Happy birthday, my little gosling."
"Thank you Mama." She hugged her mother, snuggling against her shoulder.
Anna kissed her forehead. "You are most welcome, my gosling." she smiled. "Come on, let's go wake up your auntie and cousin."
"Yay!" Mimi threw her arms up with a large smile on her face.
The family of three approached Elsa's room, just as the door opened. Elsa was in one of her day dresses, opening the door to her room, Agnarr in a dark blue onesie and sucking his thumb as he looked around without much of a reason.
"Good morning everyone." Elsa said, smiling at all of them as she closed the door behind her.
"Hi Aunti Elsa." Mimi greeted her wirh a hug before kissing her baby cousin's forehead. "Hi Agnarr."
Agnarr shifted his eyes to look at her, continuing to suck on his thumb while Anna and Elsa shared a smile, both were happy that Mimi loved her little cousin.
The family walked to the dining area for breakfast. Elsa at the head of the table, Agnarr in a high chair sitting on her right. Anna sitting on her left, Kristoff next to her, and Mimi next to him.
"Presents!" Mimi said in excitement as Kristoff put waffles and butter on her plate.
"Not yet, little gosling. We have to eat breakfast first." Anna said gently, smiling at her daughter as she pulled her coffee to her lips.
"Okay mama." Mimi said, smiling at her mother.
Elsa was wrapped up in watching Agnarr sucking on his fingers, smiling and chuckling at him.
"He looks like he's having a good time." Kristoff said with a grin, placing the syrup pitcher back on the table.
"Yeah! I can't wait until he can have nummy things!" Mimi was enthusiastic about showing her cousin things.
"That won't be for a little bit longer, love." Elsa said with a smile, looking at her as she put some breakfast on her plate.
Soon, the whole family had eaten breakfast and were in the reading room that had been decorated for Mimi's birthday. It was a private affair, it had always been.
Gifts from Mimi's troll grandparents - a blanket made from moss and a fire crystal- were opened first.
"I can't wait to thank them!" Mimi happily said, smiling at her parents.
Then a set of story books from her parents, one of which was definitely getting read tonight.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Mimi hugged both of her parents, smiling happily at them before looking at the last present, a gift from her aunt Elsa.
Within the box was a stuffed bear with a ribbon around the neck, a tag on it that read: "Happy Birthday Mimi."
She squealed as she hugged the bear and her aunt, "I love it! Thank you!"
After hours of watching Mimi run around with her toys and even trying to read to Agnarr when she wasn't trying to get him to not suck on his toes or get him to play with her too, it was bed time.
Goodnight was said between the family as they all went to bed.
There was a knock on the door a few days later, making Elsa look up from feeding Agnarr.
"Who is it?" She asked, curious as to who was knocking so early in the day.
"Elsa? Can I, uh, come in please?" The voice asked, turning out to be Anna.
"Just a moment." Elsa said, fixing her dress as she had just finished feeding Agnarr. She opened the door and was surprised when Anna shot into the room before she closed it. "Anna? What is it? Why do you look like you've been crying?"
"Okay, uh.." Anna wiped her eyes, "just.. trust me when I say go look in the hallway. It'll.. it'll all make sense."
Elsa, although concerned about what Anna said decided to do as she asked. She opened the door, and felt herself freeze in surprise. No, there was no way that- a sob left her as she rushed to the person, throwing her arms around her.
"Elsa.." The woman croaked out her name, holding her close with one arm as the other one was still holding Mimi.
The hug lasted long enough, according to Mimi. "Namnam, Auntie! Your squishing me!"
The two slowly broke apart, Mimi sliding out of Iduna's hold and watching her. Elsa got to see Iduna as she was now: thin, skin darker from being sunburned and her once beautiful raven hair now had streaks of gray and white.
"Mama.." Elsa hugged her again, wanting to never let her go again. "I- I'm sorry!" She sobbed, apologizing for rejecting contact from her before everything happened.
"No, my little snowflake. You have nothing to apologise for, you've done everything right." Iduna said, wiping Elsa's eyes. "We, your father and I, meant to end the isolation after the trip and-"
A scream caught their attention, making Iduna jump. The two turned back to the room to see Anna trying to bounce the baby in her arms to calm him.
"Elsa!" She turned to Elsa, a frantic look on her face.
Elsa laughed, walking over and taking her son back. She rocked him and began to hum, quieting her son within a few minutes. She turned to her mother with a smile on her face, "would you like to meet him?" She asked, referring to her son.
Iduna nodded, her mind spinning. Elsa was queen, had a child, Anna was married and had a child as well, so much- so godsdamn much had happened while she was gone. She made her way to the rocking chair and sitting down, her legs shaking. She took the little bundle, looking down at his face.
"What's his name?" Iduna asked, looking up at Elsa.
Elsa smiled as she wiped her eyes. "I named him after Papa."
Iduna's breath hitched, hearing this. She looked back down to the baby, who was looking up at her. His light blond hair and gray/blue eyes were perfect. He was beautiful. "Hello."
Elsa smiled, looking at her infant son over her mother's shoulder, "he's five months old, and the light of my life." She reached down and stroked the tuft of hair on his head, before he sneezed out snowflakes.
Iduna cooed at him, wiping away the snowy snot, leaning down to kiss him on his forehead. "You are so beautiful, little one." Iduna had her daughters back, she had grandchildren, and now she could heal. They could, as a family.