Chapter 4

Anna has spent the last night, all the way through to the morning, thinking about Elsa non-stop. She hadn't managed to get to sleep until the sun had started to rise.

She had heard her father Agnarr come home from work, but he just went straight to his room, which was downstairs. Olaf had spent the night at his friend's house, so for most of the evening, Anna was alone.

She decided (despite how much she wanted to) to not pleasure herself again. Partially because she thought it would be too weird, having spent a small portion of the afternoon with Elsa, and in part because she feared that, even with her curtains closed, Elsa might somehow see her.

Had Elsa seen her yesterday afternoon?

Despite not pleasing herself, that didn't stop her dreams from doing it for her. After she had fallen asleep, she had dreamed of Elsa. Parts of the dream were normal (normal-ish), Anna and Elsa just on the couch, chatting like it was nothing.

But the other part.

Oh, the other part.

Anna's brain forced images into her dream, of Elsa naked in the shower, Elsa swimming in a tiny bikini in a pool. Elsa, pulling her shirt over her head, over and over, and over again.

By the time Anna woke up, she had to yet again change her underwear. She hadn't managed to soak all the way through her sweatpants, but her panties were still quite wet from her Elsa dreams.

She wished this wasn't a normal thing. But with Elsa always on her brain, it was.

After having a crush on this gorgeous, stunning, beautiful 18 year old girl for over a year, there was little else Anna could think about.

By the time Anna woke up, it was nearly 6 pm. She had gone to sleep as the sun was rising. And now, as she rubbed sleep from her eyes, the sun was setting.

After having changed out of her ruined underwear, Anna walked over to her bedside table, where her phone had been charging.

She opened up the messages, and saw she had a text from her dad.

Anna-

I'm going to be working late again. Olaf wants to spend another night at Sven's house, so don't worry about babysitting. I left $20 on the counter for you to order a pizza.

-Dad

Anna breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, she worried that she hadn't been awake to open the door for her little brother. But luckily he wasn't coming home that day, and apparently neither was her dad.

Again, she was all alone.

Bzzzbzzz...bzzzbzzz...

Anna nearly dropped her phone, as it vibrated in her hand. Slightly started, she looked at the screen, and saw she had a new text message.

From Elsa.

Elsa-

"Window"

Anna looked at the one word text, and then glanced through her bedroom window. Through her window, and into Elsa's, she saw the blonde, waving at her, with a small smile on her face. Anna nervously waved back, with a small grin on her face. It may have taken over a year, and having Elsa in her own home to do it, but Anna was much less nervous now dealing with Elsa.

Bzzzbzzz...bzzzbzzz...

Anna looked back down at her phone, and saw another text from Elsa.

Elsa-

"Can you come over?"

So much for not being nervous.

Anna looked through Elsa's bedroom window, and saw that the blonde was waving her hand, gesturing Anna to come.

Anna's heart beat faster, as she tried to think of a reason, any reason, why she couldn't. She wanted desperately to save herself any embarrassment. She had left Elsa on good terms yesterday, she didn't want to screw anything up.

But, she couldn't think of any reason to avoid Elsa. And truthfully, she didn't want to.

Anna quickly typed out a message to Elsa.

-Anna

"Let me change. Be over in a sec."

Anna sent the message, and quickly rushed over to her closet. She wasn't prepared last time, having Elsa see her in a dirty t-shirt and sweat pants. This time, she would be.

She quickly rummaged through her closet, looking for anything to wear, anything to look more decent in.

"Shit, I should've done laundry." Anna mumbled under her breath.

Then, as she was looking through her closet...

Bzzzbzzz...bzzzbzzz...

Anna walked back over to her bedside table, and saw another text from Elsa.

Elsa-

"Maybe just put some pants on ;P"

Anna stared down at her legs, and her heart immediately shot up to her throat. She had taken her sweatpants off to change her underwear, but she had never put them back on. Her eyes darted up to her window, where into Elsa's bedroom, she saw the blonde giggling, with her hand over her mouth.

Anna wasn't wearing pants.

And Elsa could see.

Anna rushed over to the window, and quickly pulled the curtains shut.

"Oh...my...god..." Anna mumbled, as she stared down at her bare, freckled legs.

For a moment, she stood frozen in place, unable to move out of pure embarrassment.

Bzzzbzzz...bzzzbzzz...

Elsa-

"Calm down silly ;D it's nothing I haven't seen before."

Anna stared down at the text for a moment. Despite the embarrassment that raged through her, she couldn't help but smile.

She had seen Elsa without a shirt yesterday. Not Elsa had seen her without pants.

"I guess that makes us even?" Anna thought, giggling.

Anna walked back over to her closet, and pulled out a pair of old jeans. Tight fitting, with a few rips down the front. She quickly slid them on, and grabbed a fresh t-shirt. Pale green, with a red long sleeve thermal underneath. Glancing back to make sure her curtain was closed, she pulled off her old t-shirt, put on a pink bra, and slid on the long sleeve-t-shirt combo. She grabbed her phone and left her room, walking down the stairs.

Her dad had left the $20 bill next to Anna's keys, so she grabbed it and shoved it into her pocket. She grabbed her keys, slid on her boots (not bothering to tie them, she wasn't going far), and reached for the front door.

She paused, and breathed in heavily, letting out a sigh.

"Calm Anna..." she whispered to herself. "...remain...calm."

After another moment, she did her best to steady her heartbeat, before opening the front door, and stepping out into the cold winter air.

The sky was a bright orange, with purple clouds just above the horizon. She had slept through most of the day, and now the sun was setting, turning the sky multiple rich dark shades of red and orange. It was arguably Anna's favorite time of day. The sky was so beautiful, and there wasn't even a whisper of wind.

As she stepped off of her front porch, last nights fallen snow crunched in a satisfying noise underneath her boots.

Anna turned and started walking across her lawn, snow crunching beneath her feet, as she wondered what Elsa wanted to talk about, why she was inviting her over.

Anna's nerves grew with every step towards the blonde's house, as her brain racked with horrible thoughts, of why Elsa would be inviting her over.

"Did she see me masterbate? Does she want to yell at me for looking at her unclothed body? Does she just want to talk about school work? What could she possible want?" Anna thought, as she stepped over the property line, from her lawn, and into Elsa's.

"Just...calm down Anna..." she thought to herself. The redhead nervously fiddled with her pigtails, as she walked closer and closer to Elsa's home.

Elsa's house looked much like Anna's, the outside was practically the same. Unlike Anna's house however, Elsa's was decorated to the nines.

It looks like Santa's elves had thrown up all over the house.

Christmas lights decorated every gutter, every window sill, and even the bushes in front of the house. There were lawn decorations of penguins and reindeer, and a 'north pole' in the center of the lawn.

With Anna's father working all the time, they hadn't had time to decorate, or even put up a Christmas tree.

Elsa's porch. She was actually walking up Elsa's porch.

Anna paused as she reached the front door, her hand hovering an inch away from the door.

"Knock. Just knock..." Anna thought to herself, as her knuckles rested in front of the door.

"Why can't you knock?"

But before Anna had the chance to knock on the door (or turn and run, an thought she had considered), the front door swung open. In the doorway stood Elsa. Anna briefly wondered why she had bothered to find good jeans, as Elsa was just wearing lounge clothes.

But god did she make them look good.

Elsa was wearing skin tight Victoria secret sweatpants, and fuzzy blue socks. She wore an white long sleeve t-shirt (also skin tight), with a glittery snowflake on the front. Elsa's platinum blonde hair was still in a long, thick, plaited braid that hung down her back.

"Well don't just stand there silly..." Elsa chuckled, as Anna stood in the doorway, with her hand still hovering mid air. "Come in."

Anna shook herself from her shock, and stepped inside, and Elsa pushed the door closed behind them.

"Should I...take me shoes o-" Anna began to ask. But then, the whole world melted around her, as she felt soft, supple lips press against her wind chilled cheek.

Elsa had, only briefly, kissed her. On the cheek, but it was still a kiss.

Anna's jaw couldn't help but drop, and her eyes shot wide.

"What...the fuck..." Anna thought, her brain barely able to comprehend what had just occurred.

"Mistletoe." Elsa chuckled, pointing above them. Anna glanced up and saw the green leave hanging above their heads.

"Can't walks through the door without getting a little kiss." Elsa chuckled, as she turned and walked into the living room.

"Remind me to walk through this door more often." Anna thought, still in shock, as she kicked her boots off, placing them next to what she recognized were Elsa's.

"What was that?" Elsa asked from across the living room.

She said it out loud. Anna said it out loud.

"N-n-nothing!" Anna nervously blurted out, as she frantically kicked off her other boot, placing it next to its match. Elsa just laughed, and gestured Anna into the living room.

Like the outside of the house, the inside of Elsa's home was similar to Anna's. The living room, staircase, and kitchen were in the same place.

It that's where the similarities ended.

Just like the outside, Elsa's house was decorated in more Christmas cheer than Anna had ever seen. It looked like a picture out of a magazine. A huge Christmas tree sat in the corner of the living room, decorated with lights and ornaments, with boxes already underneath the tree. Anna now smelled that the whole house had a warm scent, of gingerbread and cinnamon. There was a bowel of pine cones and ornaments on the living room table, next to a couple mugs of hot chocolate.

"I made you a cup of cocoa." Elsa smiled, holding up a cap for Anna. The redhead walked over to the couch where Elsa was standing, and graciously took the mug from the blonde.

"I'll try not to spill mine this time." Elsa chuckled, as she sat down on the couch, her own mug in hand.

"Oh Elsa, that wasn't your fault..." Anna nervously explained. "I should've-"

"Relax Anna." Elsa chuckled. "I was just kidding."

For a moment, they both sat in silence, sipping their warm mugs of chocolatey drink, as Anna looked around the living room, eyeing all the decorations.

"Your house...it's beautiful." Anna stuttered, as she looked back over to the Christmas tree.

"Thank you Anna." Elsa giggled graciously. "Mom and I really love Christmas, so we kinda go all out."

Anna took another sip of her hot cocoa. And before her brain had time to stop her, she caught herself asking-

"So, what did you want me to come over for?"

"Oh right..." Elsa said, placing her mug down on the coffee table. She got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen.

"Anna, what the fuck..." the redhead thought to herself, making sure to not speak out loud this time. "Just go right to the pint why don'tcha."

"I wanted to give you back your shirt." Elsa said, as she emerged from the kitchen. In her hand, she had the large t-shirt that Anna had given her the day before, neatly folded.

"I washed it and folded it."

"Elsa, you didn't have to do that." Anna blushes, as the blonde handed the shirt to her. It was folded perfectly.

As if Elsa could be anything but perfect.

"Well I wasn't going to return it dirty." Elsa chuckled, as she sat back down on the couch, a few feet from Anna. "I slept in it, so I just wanted to make sure it was clean before I returned it.

"You slept in it...I know what I'm wearing to sleep tonight." Anna thought, as she placed the shirt next to her.

"Also..." Elsa stood back up from the couch, and walked over to the kitchen counter. She returned to the couch with a Tupperware full of gingerbread men, all decorated perfectly, like out of a Christmas magazine.

"I made you some gingerbread cookies. I thought you could give some to your dad, and your little brother."

Anna nearly came to tears, as Elsa handed her the tub of gingerbread men.

How could someone, practically a stranger, be so genuinely kind, not just to Anna, but to her family too.

"I...I'm..." Anna stuttered, doing her best not to cry in front of Elsa.

"...Elsa...that's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me."

"Oh Anna, don't mention it." Elsa giggled, scooting across the couch until her hips were pressed against Anna's. She wrapped her arms around the redheads shoulders, and squeezed her into a hug. Anna immediately returned the warm embrace.

She never thought she would even hug Elsa, let alone have their hugs be a normal thing.

And yet, her she was.

After a moment, they both relaxed from the embrace, and each took up their mugs of hot cocoa, gulping down the warm drinks.

"So..." Elsa began to ask, wiping away chocolate from her upper lip. "...what are you doing tonight?"

"Nothing." Anna admitted embarrassingly.

"Nothing?" Elsa asked, almost stunned. "You don't like Christmas?"

"I used to love Christmas..." Anna caught herself speaking, her brain and moth seemed disconnected. "...but the last few years...I just haven't been feeling it that much."

"Why not?" Elsa asked.

"I don't know. I just...haven't been in a christmassy mood."

"Oh come on." Elsa grumbled laughingly. "It's Christmas time, and you have no plans, nothing to do?"

"What can I say..." Anna chuckled, shrugging her shoulders. "...I'm a bit boring."

Elsa stood bolt upright from the couch, and slapped her hands against her thighs.

"Nope, I won't have that." Elsa said, quite demandingly. "It's Christmas time, we're gonna put you in the Christmas spirit."

"What do you mean?" Anna asked, curious as to what had Elsa so fired up.

"Give me a minute and let me change. Where going out tonight."

Before Anna had time to argue, Elsa was already rushing up the staircase and up to her room, presumably to change into something warmer.

"What could she mean by going out..." Anna thought.

"...oh my god...we're going out...Elsa an i are going out...together.

Anna's heart thumped heavy in her chest, beating rapidly.

"It's not a date Anna...she just...what does she want to do, I don't know...but, she wants to go out...with me?!"

It couldn't have been more than a few minutes, before Elsa came back walking down the stairs. She had changed out of her sweatpants and into jeans, and she wore a blue hoodie over her t-shirt, with what looked like icicles running down she shoulders.

"Ready to go?" Elsa asked, as she got to the bottom of the stairs."

"Where are we going?" Anna nervously asked, as she stood up from the couch, as Elsa walked over to the front door, sliding on her boots.

"It's a surprise." Elsa chuckled, as Anna walked over to the front door, sliding her feet into her own boots. "You'll see."

Anna bent down to lace up her boots, but when she raised her torso back up, Elsa had her head turned sideways, with her cheek facing towards Anna.

"Come on now, you know the rules..." Elsa giggled, pointing up above the door. Anna glanced up above them, and saw the green leaves hanging above Elsa's head.

Mistletoe.

"You gotta give me a kiss Anna." Elsa chuckled.

As if this day couldn't get any better.

Anna chuckled nervously, and leaned forward, planting her lips on Elsa's cheek. It was a brief, fleeting moment. But it was plenty good enough for Anna. Elsa's soft cheek felt smooth and warm against Anna's lips. She couldn't help her cheeks from blushing bright red, as she pulled her lips away from the blonde's cheek.

"Now come on..." Elsa chuckled, opening the front door. "We've got Christmas lights to see."