Chapter 2
Blinding white creeped into her eyelids, forcing Anna to squint, as the morning sun came in through the large windows.
She rubbed her eyes, and slowly sat up on the couch, the individual vertebrae of her spine popping as she arched her back, stretching her arms above her head. She yawned, craning her neck back, feeling as her bones rattled in her body.
Sleeping on the couch wasn't the most uncomfortable night, certainly better than sleeping in her car. But over the course of her sleep, she had settled into the soft cushions, and her bones ached from the long sleep.
She sleepily grabbed her phone from the coffee table in front of the couch, and opened up the home screen.
9:45 am
8% battery
"Shit..." Anna tiredly grumbled, placing her phone in airplane mode to conserve battery. She rolled her legs over the edge of the couch, her knees crackling as she slowly stood up. She took the blanket Elsa had laid over her the night before, and wrapped it around her shoulders. However cozy Elsa's oversized clothes had been, the fire died out in the middle of the night, and Anna was uncomfortably cold. With the blanket wrapped around her body, Anna slowly shuffled over to one of the large windows facing out of Elsa's living room.
"Wow..." Anna said quietly to herself. Gazing out of the large window, now in full daylight, Anna had a full view of the blonde's 'front yard.'
Elsa's cabin sat on the edge of a huge lake, with trees surrounding the shoreline. Snow had continued to fall overnight, blanketing the earth with a soft white blanket of fresh powder. Anna watched as a large bird flew over the calm, still water. It was a scene that you would see on a postcard.
Anna interrupted her own viewing, as her stomach grumbled, her hand covering her stomach to stifle her body's ache for food. She realized that the night before, all she had was hot chocolate. She was starving.
"Elsa?" Anna called out. After a moment, no answer.
"Elsa?" Anna called out again, now looking across the living room and down the short hallway to the blonde's room. She could faintly see that Elsa's bed was perfectly made, and the blonde was nowhere to be found.
Anna turned to look by the front door, and saw that Elsa's flannel and boots were both missing.
"She's already working on the car?" Anna though, as she walked over to the front door.
She slid on her UGG boots, which were thankfully dry. With them with a sweatpants, T-shirt, and blanket wrapped around her, Anna opened the large wooden door. A wave of cold air rushed past her body, and underneath the blanket, sending chills up her spine. She pulled the blanket tighter around her body, and stepped forward onto the top step, closing the door behind her. Fresh snow crunched beneath her feet, as she walked down the steps. She looked over to the barn where else I had parked her car, along with the blonde's own truck. Though she was unable to see Elsa, she heard the mechanic clinking of tools against metal. Anna slowly walked through the fresh fallen snow, and towards the barn.
As she walked close to the barn, Anna saw a pair of legs, covered in black skinny jeans, sticking out from underneath her car. The hood was popped open, and she heard the sound of a metal wrench fall to the ground, clanking as it did.
"Son of a bitch!" She heard Elsa's voice scream out from the car's underside. The scream started Anna, forcing her to squeak loudly, jumping back from the car.
Elsa slid her body out from under the car. She wore a white tank top, which along with the rest of her torso, was covered in black grease and oil. Around her nose, Elsa had smudges of black soot and dirt. Elsa chuckled, and pulled a rag from her back pocket, wiping her face as she sat up.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Elsa chuckled, cleaning her hands on the rag.
"No, I, it's okay." Anna giggled, as Elsa forced herself up from the ground, whipping the dirt off of her back. "I just didn't realize you'd be out here so early."
"What can I say..." Elsa chuckled. "I'm an early riser."
"So...what do you think is wrong with it?" Anna asked, looking under the hood of her own car. "Is it...a...gasket?" Anna asked, trying to sound like she knew what she was talking about.
"No." Elsa let out a sigh. "It's worse."
"Oh no." Anna sighed, her shoulders slumping.
"It looks like you threw a rod..." Elsa began to explain, Anna nodding like she knew what Elsa was saying.
"...and that punched a hole in your engine casing, and to top it off, it looks like it tore your fuel line."
"Is...is that bad?" Anna asked.
"I mean...I can fix it." Elsa said, scratching her head as she looked at the engine. "But, I don't have the parts."
Anna sighed, and a defeated look dragged down her freckled cheeks. Elsa, noticing Anna's sour mood, put a hand on her shoulder. The redhead looked up from the ground and into Elsa's eyes, her own watering, on the verge of tears.
"Hey, I said I can fix it, right?" Elsa gave a smile to Anna, who slowly nodded her head.
"So I will. I'll check he junkyard on the other side of town."
Anna gave a small smile, but her lips quickly turned to a pouty frown, as her stomach grumbled, loud enough for Elsa to hear.
"Hungry?" Elsa chuckled, Anna just giggled and nodded.
"Come on, well drive into town. There's a diner there, we can get you some food." Elsa said, as she started to fish her car keys out of her pocket.
"Don't...don't you think you should, you know, change?" Anna giggled, eyeing Elsa up and down. Elsa looked down at the state of her own clothes, covered in grease and dirt.
"Yea..." Elsa chuckled. "Guess I should."
They both started to walk back to Elsa's cabin, Elsa leaving dark, dirt covered footprints in the snow as she walked. Elsa was first to walk up the steps, tamping her boots on the front rug. She held the door open for Anna, who smiled, and stepped inside. They both took their boots off, and left them by the front door.
"I should...probably take a shower." Elsa chuckled, brushing a strand of blonde hair over her ear.
"Yea." Anna giggled, still hugging the blanket around her body.
"You can, uh, pick some clothes out of my dresser, if you want." Elsa smiled, even under the black soot on her cheeks, Anna could see the red flushing her cheeks.
"I'm gonna...take a shower." Elsa said, oddly quietly. "Just...get whatever you want out of the fridge. I won't be long."
Elsa walked hurriedly towards the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Anna stood in the center of the living room, confused as to Elsa's rushed attitude to take a shower.
She brushed off the strange feeling, and shrugged her shoulder, turning towards the small kitchen. She opened the fridge, and was surprised to find it surprisingly bare. Only a few condiment bottles, a half drunk bottle of wine, and some old takeout. And also, thankfully, a half gallon of chocolate milk.
Anna took the chocolate milk, and as she reached for a glass in one of the cupboard, she heard the shower turn on. The sound of running water came faintly from the bathroom, as Anna poured herself a glass of chocolate milk. She placed the milk back into the fridge, and took a sip of the cold, chocolatey drink, she began walking across the living room.
Anna paused, as she reached the entrance to Elsa's room. She stood there for a moment, now fully realizing the situation she was in. She was in a stranger's house, in a stranger's clothes, and she was about to go rummaging through a strangers clothes. She paused, thinking, waiting. She didn't know what she was waiting for.
She knew she couldn't go into town wearing sweats and an oversized tshirt. But still, going through Elsa's clothes felt...wrong?
But for some reason, it didn't. Anna felt comfortable, and surprisingly, safe. A feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.
In this blonde, tattooed girl's cabin, in the middle of the woods, Anna felt like she was safer than she had felt in years. Her mind began to drift back, to the life she had left behind. Not feeling safe in her own home, always looking over her shoulder, waiting for that redhead to find her...
Anna shook her head, and after taking another sip of chocolate milk, she stepped into Elsa's room.
It was decorated much like the rest of the house. Her bedsheets were a deep, dark blue, with multiple pillows of various shades of blue at the head of the bed. Elsa had a large closet, with multiple flannels and various coats hanging up. The room was surprisingly scarce, with end tables on either side of the large bed, and single dresser beside the bed against the wall.
Anna walked up to the dresser, and placed her glass on top of it. She slowly pulled the top drawer open, and the drawer was filled with T-shirt's, each neatly folded, and unsurprisingly, all a dark blue or black. Anna chuckled, not surprised by the color selection. She searched for a second, and found a lighter blue t-shirt, size small, that she was sure wouldn't fit Elsa, due to the blonde's large bust.
She slid the drawer closed, and opened the second drawer, which was full of jeans, thick work pants, and a few pairs of yoga pants.
Anna picked out a pair of skinny jeans, which for sure wouldn't be skinny on her. But due to her clothes not yet being dry, and the rest of her luggage stuck in her car, she had no other option.
She slid the second drawer closed, and looking for socks, opened the third drawer.
Anna's eyes immediately shot wide, as she looked into the contents of the drawer.
The third drawer of Elsa's dresser was full of underwear. But not the underwear Anna expected. Instead of finding boy shorts, or even spanks, The entire drawer was full of lace thongs. Anna quickly shut the drawer, her eyes as wide as dinner plates.
Elsa was a tomboy, with all of her tattoos, the sides of her head being shaved, Anna never expected to see such feminine clothing.
She slowly opened the drawer, and again looked at the contents. Most of the panties were black, or dark blue, much like the rest of Elsa's wardrobe. But a few pairs stood out, being baby blue, white, Anna even saw a pair of bright pink underwear. As she stared into the drawer, she couldn't stop the mental image forming in her head. The idea of Elsa, this hardened, tatted up punk, in lace panties.
Anna shook her head, trying to clear the though. But it didn't leave her. She still saw Elsa, wearing the scandalous, lace underwear. In her head, Elsa looked...Anna's stomach flipped as she thought of the blonde.
In her mind, Elsa looked...sexy.
As she looked into the drawer, Anna heard the shower sputter to a stop, the sound of running water was replaced with silence. Anna quickly shut the drawer, grabbed the shirt and pants she had picked out, and her glass of chocolate milk, and rushed out of the room.
She threw the clothes onto the couch, and quickly wrapped the blanket around herself, sitting down in the couch. Just in time, as Elsa opened the bathroom door.
Anna's eyes again grew wide, as Elsa stepped out of the bathroom. Her long blonde hair was wrapped up in a towel atop her head, with another towel wrapped around her torso. The towel was large, but it still just barely came below her core, covering just to her upper thighs.
Elsa made eye contact with Anna, and quickly hid behind the door.
"Shit..." Elsa mumbled. "...s-sorry, I k-kinda...forgot you were there."
Anna's cheeks were flushed bright red, and, surprisingly and involuntary, the redhead pressed her thighs together. A warmth slowly grew between her legs, and her stomach was flipping around inside her.
"I-it's o-kay..." Anna stuttered. "I...didn't see anything."
But Anna had.
Just as Elsa had shut the bathroom door, Elsa towel had furled up. For a nanosecond, Anna thought she had caught a glimpse of Elsa's...
Anna shook her head, trying to again clear the though of the blonde.
"I'll...cover my eyes..." Anna said, putting her hand over her eyes. "...you can walk to your room now."
After a moment, Anna heard the bathroom door open. She heard footsteps creaking the wooden floor, as Elsa walked across the living room. As the footsteps approached the other side of the room, near Elsa's door, Anna couldn't help herself.
She ever so slightly spread her fingers, and opened her eye just a fraction.
She couldn't help her curiosity. Just as she opened her eye, peering through her finger, she caught another quick glimpse of Elsa. But this time, she saw more than she expected.
For just a moment, before Elsa's door swung shut, Anna saw more than she bargained for. Elsa's towel dropped to the ground, dropping off of her body to reveal her bare backside. It was only half a second, but Anna saw enough.
Elsa's rear was just as pale as the rest of her skin, though her glutes were firm, round, and...perfect?
Anna quickly shot up from the couch, the blanket flying off of her shoulders. She rushed over to the kitchen sink, splashing cold water on her face.
"Anna, what are you doing..." the redhead whispered to herself, as the cold water ran down her cheeks.
She grabbed a kitchen towel, and wiped the water off of her face, before turning back to the living room.
Anna quickly stripped off the sweatpants and oversized t-shirt, and tossed them onto the coffee table. She pulled the clean shirt over her head, and surprisingly, it fit well. It hugged her breasts slightly, and sat just above her waistline. She pulled the 'skinny' jeans over her legs, and they of course didn't fit. They were tight enough to not look strange, but they still weren't as tight as she'd have liked.
She sat back down in the couch, and grabbed her glass of chocolate milk, quickly drinking the remainder of the glass.
"What are you doing Anna..." she whispered to herself. "Why...are you looking at..."
After a moment, Anna heard Elsa's door creak open. She looked over to the sound, and saw Elsa wearing, unsurprisingly, all dark colors. Dark blue jeans, and a tshirt blue. Elsa had her hair in a long, plaited braid, that hung own her back. Even now, staring at Elsa fully clothed, Anna couldn't help but imagine the lace underwear beneath Elsa's denim pants.
"So, do you, uh, wanna go into town?" Elsa asked. Anna stood up from the couch, and simply nodded yes. Elsa smiled a shy smile, and walked over to the front door. Anna turned to face the door, and as she did, her jaw dropped.
Her suspicions confirmed.
As Elsa bent over to grab her boots, just above the waistline of her jeans, Anna saw a black, lace thong, peaking up from Elsa's rear.
She quickly shut her jaw, as Elsa stood back up, sliding her feet into her clunky boots.
Elsa turned around, and Anna quickly diverted her gaze, looking out of the large windows to the lake.
"Well, come on..." Elsa chuckled, Anna turned to face her. "Get your shoes on." Anna smiled a shy smile, and stepped towards the door, sliding her feet into her soft ugg boots.
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For the first few minutes, the drive was incredibly quiet. Neither Anna nor Elsa spoke a word. "Did Elsa know I saw...no she couldn't have. But what if she...I mean, she was only in a towel..." Anna thought, as the old rusty truck rolled down the snowy dirt road.
"So..." Elsa spoke, for the first time in minutes, Anna came out of her mind daze.
"...I hope you're not a picky eater." Elsa chuckled. "There's really only one place in town to eat, granny's diner. We don't have a McDonald's or anything."
"D-diner is fine." Anna stuttered quietly.
Then, she said something. A question that had been rattling around in her brain since the night before. She didn't mean to blurt it out, but for some reason, she couldn't help herself.
"Why...are you being so nice to me?" Anna asked.
For a moment, Elsa sat in silence. Her eyes drifted from the road, down to the steering wheel, back to the road, as if she was trying to formulate an answer.
After a few silent moments, Elsa took a deep breath, and sighed, giving Anna a small smile.
"I mean...why not?" Elsa chuckled, her cheeks flushing pink. "Im not gonna leave a damsel in distress with nowhere to sleep."
Anna's lips curved into a small smile, as did Elsa's.
"You're nice, you're cu-" Elsa cut herself off, her cheeks turning from pink to bright red.
"Was she about to call me...cute?" Anna thought to herself, her own cheeks now turning bright red.
"You're..." Elsa stuttered, struggling to find the words.
A few more moments of awkward silence passed, before Elsa spoke again.
"So..." she said quietly. "Tell me more about this...this guy you were running from."
Another moment of silence, as Anna felt chills run down her spine.
"You don't have to if you don't want to." Elsa quickly said, but Anna shook her head.
"It's okay." Anna said softly. "I...I trust you."
Elsa's cheeks were still bright red, as Anna took a deep breath, and readied herself.
"At first, everything was great..." Anna spoke, her tone much more monotone. "...but after a while, Hans started to...well, things got complicated."