Artemis is 15 and Mia is 12. Mia's starting to feel lonely since Artemis is spending all of her time with the Titans.
Contains spoilers from Frozen.
Chapter 12: Frozen
Mia's POV
I knocked on Artemis' bedroom door.
"Artemis… Do you wanna-"
"If you sing that song one more time, I'll kill you!" She yelled.
I smirked before singing, "Do you wanna watch a movie? Come on let's go find a TV!"
"Stop it!" she yelled.
"I never see you anymore! Come out the door! It's like you've gone away-"
"I'm right here idiot!"
"We used to be best buddies! And now we're not-"
"There's a reason for that!"
"I wish you would tell me why!"
"Because you bother me! Go away!"
"Do you wanna watch a movie? It doesn't have to be a movie!" I sang loudly as the door opened.
"No."
"Come on, Artemis. Please."
She sighed before saying, "If I watch TV with you will you stop singing?"
"Yes."
"Fine."
********Break********
Artemis' POV
I rolled my eyes as Mia leaned against me with a bowl of popcorn and a plush Olaf.
I returned my attention to the scream and watched as Disney continues to show their hatred of parents and love of orphans. I frowned as Anna sacrificed herself for her sister Elsa.
"Hey Arte?"
"What Mia?"
"I would have done the same thing for you… I still love you… even if we aren't that close anymore."
I sighed as I looked down at her. Maybe I have been ignoring her lately. It's just the Titans and my boyfriend and my friends… but, it's still no excuse.
"I love you too, Mia. And we can just hang out more like we used too."
"Okay… I don't understand why Hans was so mean. How could he do that to her? It's not right. He was a meanie."
"Yeah. He didn't deserve her." I agreed as she turned towards me and bounced.
"What would you do if my boyfriend was like Hans?" she asked as I shrugged.
I smirked before replying, "Depends on if Dad, Mom, Roy, or me got to him first… But, we'd all make sure he'd never hurt you again."
She smiled back before saying, "I think we should get a reindeer."
"Yeah… That will definitely happen." I replied before we returned our attention to the movie.
"Hey Arte?"
"What?" I asked as she leapt off the couch.
"Do you wanna shoot our bows? Come on lets go-"
"Shut up Mia!"
"Okay bye."
