A/N: Hi all, thanks for being patient with me. I've been having laptop troubles, and I'm also participating in NaNoWriMo this month. So things have been hectic. Hope y'all like the new chapter! (P.S. Who got their advance tickets for Frozen II this week? I can't wait!)

"Whatcha dreamin' about?"

Elsa stirred, determined to ride the coattails of her dream into a different dimension if she could. She pulled a pillow over her head. Her brain felt like it was filled with sludge.

"Come onnn, wake up! It's past noon!"

Elsa swatted at the disembodied voice that buzzed in her ear. She could still feel the weight of Maribel on top of her, but it was fading.

There was a muffled giggle.

"Elsa I swear to God, if you don't wake up-" The last word was punctuated with Anna diving directly on top of the hungover queen and grabbing the edge of the blanket. There was a brief scuffle before Elsa realized where she was and what was happening.

"Oh- oh my god, Anna! Does the word privacy mean anything to you?"

Elsa flushed purple and pulled the blanket up to her neck. She'd fallen asleep in her suit, although sometime during the night she'd kicked off most of the pieces and only her rumpled button down shirt remained clinging desperately to her body.

"Sooo, how was your night?" Anna bit her lip to stifle another giggle.

"It was fine, I- ow," Elsa pressed the back of her hand to her forehead and winced. What an awful headache she had!

Anna presented her with two pills that she'd been hiding behind her back. She reached over and grabbed the glass of water on Elsa's nightstand.

"Wine'll do that to you. Probably not the best idea to start out with Chardonnay, but at least you didn't bust out Dad's whiskey or anything like that."

Elsa took the pills and washed them down with a gulp of water.

"So, how was it?"

Elsa stared at the blanket.

"I told you, it was fine!"

Anna gave her a couple more seconds to confess something, anything of interest.

"You were moaning her name, you know. I could hear it all the way down the hall."

Elsa's eyes bugged out of her head.

"I'm sure the who palace could hear when you told Maribel to g-"

"Anna!"

The two sisters stared at each other. Elsa looked like she was about to pass out, and Anna burst out laughing,

"Oh, come on! It's not like it was some big secret or anything!"

"I assure you, I have no idea what you mean."

Anna's eyebrows shot up so far that Elsa was surprised they didn't take flight right off of her face.

"You wanna hear some more of what you were saying in your sleep, sis?"

Elsa held up a hand and squeezed her eyes shut.

"When I count to three, I'd better open my eyes to find an empty room. One…"

"Seriously? What are we, five?"

"Two…"

Anna sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Fine, I guess I'll just have to leave without telling you what Maribel said."

Elsa's eyes flew open.

"Huh? What? What did she say? Tell me!"

"Oh, so now you're interested. Right." Anna got up and sauntered over towards the door. "It's okay, you're clearly too cool to care, so I'll just -"

"Anna!" Elsa tried to compose herself. Her sister knew exactly what buttons to press to get her all riled up. "Please. Please just tell me."

"First, I want to hear you say that you have a big 'ol crush on Maribel."

Her face was so frozen, Elsa was afraid of possibly getting frostbite. Could that even happen to a snow queen?

"I have a crush on Maribel," she mumbled into her pillow.

"Sorry, what was that? What kind of crush?"

"A big 'ol' crush," she huffed, a little louder this time.

"And I want you to admit that you definitely just had a very interesting dream about Maribel, one that may or may not have included you getting your-"

"I had a very interesting dream about Maribel," She yelled into the pillow.

"And I want you to let me borrow those pretty blue shoes that you got last week." Anna clasped her hands underneath her chin and smiled angelically, batting her eyelashes.

Elsa brushed a couple of snowflakes off of her nose.

"Fine," she sighed.

Anna pumped her fist in triumph.

"Yesss oh you're the best sister I love you so so so much!"

She scrambled into Elsa's bed and made herself at home underneath the blankets.

"It's Super Sister Secret Time!"

Super Sister Secret Time was created when Anna and Elsa were kids, mostly because Anna broke one of their mother's antique vases and wanted to confide in Elsa without fear of her tattling. Not that Elsa would've done that. If there was one thing she was good at, it was keeping secrets.

"Anna…" Elsa gave her sister a pleading look. "Please don't tell anyone. I-I just -"

Anna made an 'X' motion over her heart.

"Swear on my grave, sis. But like I said, everyone in the castle could see it from a mile away. Last night when I went into the kitchen to steal a piece of Dag's pie, the staff was making bets on whether or not you guys were going to -" Anna paused to grab an imaginary face and passionately make out with it, "right there at the table, or if you'd make it up to the bedroom."

Elsa groaned and wrenched the blanket over her head.

"I'm never leaving this room again!"

Anna followed her underneath the covers.

"And how did that work out last time, hmm?" She tossed the blanket off the bed. She was tired of Elsa hiding behind it.

Elsa rubbed her temples and groaned.

"What did she say?" She said softly.

Anna could barely contain her glee.

"Well, Dag said that when he was walking her home, she said that she wished you had asked her to stay the night in the castle."

Elsa nearly fell off the bed. She was speechless, and kind of terrified. Anna giggled.

"You know, like here, in the castle… in your room…" She winked and stuck out her tongue. "...in your bed…"

Elsa didn't even know where to begin. First, she was so rudely awakened and forced to finally confront the fact that she had a "big 'ol crush," and in the same breath she's told that the object of her affection might actually like her back? Where could she even begin?

"So? What's your next move? Are you gonna make all your dreams come true or what?" Anna made an exaggerated kissy face and ran her hands through her own unruly red hair.

"No," Elsa slumped onto the mattress and stared at the ceiling.

"What do you mean, no?!" Anna pouted. "It's so perfect! She's single, you're single, she probably has unresolved trauma from a loveless marriage and you have unresolved trauma from a lifetime of being sequestered away from the outside world and forced deny an intrinsic part of yourself… it's perfect!"

"Anna I can barely talk to people in a normal setting, I don't know the first thing about going on a date! Even less about a date with a -" Elsa snapped her mouth shut. Her throat felt dry.

"Listen, that's what you have me for, dummy! I mean, I don't have any experience going on dates with a badass, tropical goddess-queen hotties either, but I bet it's not that hard."

Elsa took a measured breath.

"If I'm going to go on a date with anyone, I should be trying to find a King who can help me rule this kingdom."

Anna stuck her finger down her throat and pretended to vomit.

"Maribel tried that, and look how it turned out. Be serious, Elsa. I think we're all on the same page here, you just don't want to admit it."

Elsa stared at her sister as if she couldn't believe that the redhead was still in her room. She wanted to strangle Anna sometimes (most of the time), but as usual, her sister was right.

"Remember Mikael?"

The snow queen winced at the name. It wasn't completely accurate when Elsa had said that she didn't know the first thing about going on a date. She'd been to a few "meetings" with potential suitors, and none of them had gone very well.

Mikael was from a neighboring kingdom. Both of their kingdoms were rooting for a marriage between the two. It would be beneficial for both countries and the people of Arendelle loved Mikael.

She got along pretty well with him too. He was smart, calm, and refrained from threatening other kingdoms every time a dispute came up. Basically the polar opposite of every other single king that Elsa did business with. They were all so… spoiled? And aggressive. Always starting wars over silly things.

Elsa had started to feel a lot of pressure to strengthen Arendelle, especially since other kingdoms had made it no secret that they couldn't trust the snow queen. A union could earn Arendelle more allies and show that it posed no threat.

Because of this, Elsa and Mikael arranged a meeting. Officially, it was nothing more than a diplomatic visit, but both parties were well aware of the real purpose: to see if they would work well together as a ruling unit.

It hadn't gone so well. She and Mikael had talked for a while, and she was feeling good about the encounter. They'd walked together in the garden discussing the proper technique to implement an embargo when Mikael stopped.

Before Elsa knew what was happening, he'd tried to kiss her on the mouth, out of nowhere. The snow queen had panicked and stepped to the side at the last minute. Mikael fell into a snowdrift, and Elsa ran away. They hadn't seen each other in person since then, and the mail correspondence had been strained.

Instead of strengthening Arendelle, Elsa had done the opposite.

Deep down, Elsa knew that Anna was right. Anything she could've pursued with Mikael would've been a sham. Not just Mikael, but any King.

"What gave it away?" Elsa asked, her voice soft. "How did you know that I, you know, liked her?"

Anna burst out laughing.

"Elsa, I've known for a long time that you liked Maribel. I'm pretty sure that I figured it out before you did. Hell, I probably even figured out that you liked girls first! Do you remember that milkmaid?"

Elsa bit her lip.

"No," she lied.

"When we were younger -hmm, I think I was like thirteen, and you had just turned sixteen -Mom and Dad let you answer the door to get the milk from the milkman sometimes. Remember? They said it would be good practice at, I don't know, being normal or whatever," Anna rolled her eyes. They loved Mom and Dad, but after a lot of discussions, both sisters had come to the conclusion that the whole our-daughter-has-ice-powers thing could've been handled a lot better.

"It was usually Leif who delivered the milk, but one day he was busy so he sent his daughter -what was her name? Alexandra or something?"

Elsa had to stop herself from correcting Anna. She knew full well that Leif's daughter was named Andrea, but Anna didn't need to know that.

"I remember the first time she came. You opened the door expecting Leif, and she took you by surprise.

"It was hilarious, you looked like you'd seen a ghost! You nearly dropped the crate of milk bottles when she handed it to you, and it sloshed all over the floor and into your shoes.

"Remember, you helped her clean it up? She was mortified because she'd just spilled the milk on the princesses' shoes -but we all know it was your fault because you got freaked out that there was a hot girl in front of you - and now the princess was cleaning up that mess.

"She was so grateful that you didn't get mad at her that she gave you a hug before she left and I swear I saw your soul leave your body. Come on, look me in the eyes and tell me that you didn't like Alexandra?"

"Her name was Andrea…"

Anna snorted.

"Okay, so that answers my question."

Elsa hadn't thought about Andrea in years. Anna's story was a shocking example of how clear everything should've been, and just how dense Elsa had to have been to ignore it.

"When did you know?" Anna smiled encouragingly. "I've always wondered about that."

Elsa felt like the room had suddenly gotten 10 degrees hotter.

"I dream, um, often."

Anna snickered.

"You're doing the thing again. The thing you do around Maribel! The freezing your face thing?" Anna pointed at her sister's nose.

"Shh, I already know! You don't have to rub it in,"

Damn. I'm really going to have to learn how to stop that, Elsa thought as she tried to think warm thoughts.

Anna tried to remain nonchalant.

"Well, if you ever need any tips and tricks on making those dreams come true, I can do my best to help you. Like I said, I don't have much experience dating hotties, but since Kristoff is dating a hottie -" she smiled a winning smile and put her hand underneath her chin, "I can just tell you what he does with me. Like he's really great at using his -"

"Nope! Nope! We're done here! I don't need sex tips from my sister especially when I'm not even having sex, and I don't know when I'd ever have sex, and -"

At that moment, one of the maids opened the door with a tray of food for Elsa, since she had skipped breakfast that morning. Everyone in the room froze. Elsa squeezed her eyes shut.

Thankfully, Anna was the one to break the silence.

"Good talking to you, sis! I'm gonna go get ready for the day, bye!"

The redhead skipped out of the room as the maid quietly set the tray down, trying to contain her glee. She was going to have the best piece of gossip all week!

Elsa managed to compose herself until she heard the "click" of the door being shut, and then she fell face forward into her pillow and screamed until her voice was hoarse. Partially from embarrassment (she already knew the palace staff was dying to know details about her private life) and partially because Maribel might actually, possibly, maybe like her back.