Elsa clung to her idea for as long as she could. Anna will not go out with Hans, no way. It was Wednesday and had been a few days of no new news about the mysterious man, so the platinum blonde's hopes were starting to rise. They were filling like a balloon with helium, more confident that they were right with every passing hour. Elsa even began to relax a little, to forget about her sister's crush and let things just naturally slide back into the way they were before. After all, Anna was bisexual, that was pretty clear based on how she swooned over different actors and actresses. Elsa got a little too comfortable in her seat above the clouds though, because her hopes were yanked right out of under her, causing her to crash back down to reality.
Anna came home one afternoon squealing with big news. She skipped into the door, grinning form ear to ear, and face red from the apparent squeaking and cheering she had done all the way home that day. She bounced in place, unable to rest her body. "Elsaa! He asked me out! Hans actually asked me out! Me!"
And just like that, Elsa's world died. The life within her withered like a rose during winter, the petals of her heart browning and falling off to decay. It felt like she had just been stabbed. She wanted to scream, to deny Anna permission to go, to tell her the truth. But she couldn't. Through the black gook that used to be her heart, Elsa forced out a smile. "Th-that's-" horrible, terrible, depressing- "wonderful." She couldn't breathe.
"Right?" The boisterous red head practically screamed. "The date's on Friday!"
Elsa didn't want to feel what she was feeling. She didn't want to let her torrent of emotions get the better of her. She wanted to be happy for Anna, to be normal. But she wasn't, and she couldn't control her feelings, they pushed tears into her eyes and a lump into her throat. She tried not to cry, but her voice betrayed her. "Ah-Anna, that's in three days!"
"I know! Isn't it great?" Then, the elated teenager realized the crack in her sister's voice. "Oh no, Elsa, don't cry!" She hugged the platinum blonde. Her voice had dropped from exuberant to concerned so quickly Elsa almost didn't notice.
But she felt terrible. Elsa felt like a scumbag for stealing her beloved, cheerful sister's happiness. But she also didn't want this date to happen, it'd solidify the fact that Anna wasn't hers and probably never would be. She melted into the embrace and let her tears roll a little more freely.
Anna patted her back. "I know you're worried about being left alone here, but I promise, I won't be too long, and- and I'll come back and tell you all about it! That'll help, right?"
Elsa cringed at the idea. That wouldn't help at all, hearing all about the fun Anna was having with some random guy. Oh Anna, if only you knew the full truth... A tense throat barely let the platinum blonde sniffle and sigh to calm her breaths enough to talk. "Yeah that'd- that'd be great," she said unenthusiastically.
"See, it'll be okay."
Closing her eyes tighter and latching airtight onto her sister, Elsa whimpered. Three days, she thought, three days until Anna starts actually dating this guy. Reality wretched her stomach. I have to make them count.
Time passed like sand in an hourglass as Elsa tried to think of what she could do special for Anna. There was probably something, there had to be, but with such a boulder hanging above her head, the elder sister couldn't think straight. Futile, she let the minute slip by as she clung to Anna's slender figure. She felt like she was going to lose every opportunity to enjoy such an embrace, that she'd lose Anna completely immediately following the date, even though she knew that wasn't true. Just as Anna had said, she'd always be there. It sure didn't feel that way, though.
A tentative voice woke Elsa from her thoughts. "Elsa, are you ready? For the goggles?"
The platinum blonde's heart sank like a rock in dark water. She indulged in a deep breath. Truth be told, she wasn't ready at all. "Y-yes. Let's get it over with."
Based on her response, Anna apparently sensed the hesitation in her sister's voice. "I know you hate them, but you've gotta do it."
"I know," Elsa said quietly.
"But hey, better to get it over with, right?"
Clamping her eyes shut like clams, the older girl nodded. It was true, better put it behind her now than have it hanging over her head all day. It, combined with the knowledge of Anna's date, pressing on her chest all day might be too much.
"Okay, let's go." They retrieved the virtual reality glasses and hooked them up to Anna's computer. The display allowed her to see what Elsa was seeing. That way, she could monitor any progress and see exactly what was frightening her sister. Silently, the red head pulled up the setting for city block as Elsa watched in apprehension. Anna handed her the goggles. In an understanding voice, she said "take your time," and rubbed her hand on her sister's back. Her eyes were concerned, but also resolute.
Elsa fed off of the resolve in Anna's eyes, taking it to heart as best she could. She tried to focus, to clear her mind and prepare, but simply couldn't. Hans was plaguing her mind like a sickness. She felt like she had a fever, at least when she tried to think. Her thoughts were blurry and out of focus. Unable to find her concentration, Elsa clasped her thundering heart. Her stomach shriveled like a prune and her lungs rejected oxygen. All she could hear was her own breath and heartbeat. She closed her eyes and put on the goggles.
Nothing had been added in to the illusion except for buildings and empty streets. No people, no cars, no traffic lights, no birds, nothing. Normally, Elsa was able to suck it up and walk through this part. Usually, she could overcome the terror rising within her. Sure her wits would be on end, but she could do it.
Except, right now, she couldn't. Anna and Hans smiling and laughing and- and kissing popped into her head. She lost her focus, let the tide of fear within her grow and overflow. A boa circumscribed her chest and she felt the onset of a panic attack. The world around her didn't help. The buildings imposed upon her like massive, malevolent monsters, commanding the streets to grab her feet and keep her from escaping. It felt like being trapped in a dream in which she was being chased, but couldn't move. She could feel her doom inches behind her, gaining on her every second, but her legs just wouldn't budge. They were lead, they might as well have fused to the floor. Elsa's breathing was erratic and her heartbeat irregular. She was suffocating on air.
"Whoa, Elsa, it's okay, it's okay, you can do this." Anna's calm voice attempted and failed to distill a horror-stricken mind. A soft hand patted Elsa's back, smacking down the fear within like a blanket flogging a fire.
Elsa closed her eyes and fought tears. I can do this, I can do this. Anna believes in me. But from underneath her eyelids came a vision. Her dear sister leaving, hand in hand with a faceless man, waving at her. A vision of Anna leaving her alone. A vision of Anna never ever returning her love. A vision of her sister rejecting her for someone else. No, no! "No!"
A rip rung the platinum blonde's ears, red light blinded her through her clamped eyes. Warm, loving arms swiftly protected her from the shadows of her fears. "Elsa, Elsa, it's okay, look at me, look at me."
She did. The fake world was gone; Elsa's sister had removed the goggles. Directly in front of the platinum blonde's face were teal eyes laced so intricately with concern that she couldn't even make out the stitching. Her body began to calm down but her tears remained.
"Are you okay?"
Breathy, Elsa said "yeah." Then, shamefully, "I'm sorry."
"No no no no, Elsa, come here." Anna tightened their embrace so Elsa was sobbing on her shoulder. "It's okay, you don't have to be sorry, you didn't do anything wrong."
"I- I failed," the white-blonde haired girl croaked. She felt the weight of remorse tug on her heart strings.
Anna's voice was sincere. "No, you didn't."
"B-but I usually get farther than that. I failed, Anna. I failed you, I failed myself." Because I couldn't stop thinking about your stupid date. Elsa winced at her own, internal mention of Anna's upcoming night out. She was wildly jealous. Because I couldn't stand the thought of not having you all to myself... I can't stand the thought of not having a chance with you...
Softly, the red head began massaging her sister's scalp. The action tingled Elsa's spine and she cooed silently at the heavenly feeling. "There's no such thing as failing on this, there's just trying, and trying again. Okay?"
Elsa sniffled and nodded. "Okay."
"That's enough for this week. I know you've had a lot on your mind lately." Oh Anna, you have no idea...
"Thank you." It was a minor relief to know that was over for a full seven days. But in comparison to the pile of rocks crushing her soul, that one pebble being removed didn't help all that much.
"So, uh," Anna started, clunkily trying to change the subject, "what do you wanna do? We could play a game or something."
Elsa thought of her long list of exactly... zero items she had thought of to make the most of her days with Anna. The quiet voice was timid and unsure of it's step, testing the ice below it lightly before moving forward with each stride. "Actually, can you- can you just... hold me?" Elsa diverted her gaze to her own feet, unable to meet her sister's eyes.
"It'd be my pleasure."
The platinum blonde's heart skipped, the simple answer sent her like a rocket above the clouds. She almost choked on her desperate joy. She looked up at her heart's greatest desire with smiling eyes.
Anna wore a wide, natural grin on her face. "Come here," she led Elsa to the couch by the hand. There was no resistance while Elsa giddily followed.
The strawberry blonde perched herself on a cushion and patted the spot next to her. Elsa took it, heart a-flutter. Anna put her arm around her sister's shoulders, plunging an alabaster cheek against her shoulder. Reflexively, Elsa put one arm behind Anna's back and the other across a shapely stomach, hugging her from the side.
Anna placed one hand on Elsa's back and used the other to lovingly caress her cheek. It gave the older girl goose skin all over her body. She closed her eyes in delight, purring, and joined together with her sister's form. Her stomach erupted with warm, sweet honey and finally, her mind cleared of all compromising thoughts. She let the beating of their hearts align and felt perfectly secure. This is what Elsa wanted every day, forever. Cuddling with Anna is the perfect way to make the most of my time with her. "I love you so much, Anna." She only wished that her words would carry as much weight for her sister as they did for her.
"I love you, too, Elsa."
And before Elsa knew it, it was Thursday, and Anna was gone for class. She was, once again, left alone a house that felt too huge at the moment, yet so small so often. She needed to clear her mind before she started her schooling. Shower, yes, a shower will do good to get my mind off things. At that, she retreated to her room and undressed.
Dressed in just a towel, Elsa entered the bathroom and started the water to heat up. She hung her towel and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She had no make up on, her hair was loosely in it's braid, and her mouth curved into a frown.
Elsa wished she could say she saw a beautiful, sanguine women standing there, but she didn't. She saw a frightened girl, someone who was too weak to overcome the obstacles presented to her. She saw a scaredy-cat. She saw someone who was so pathetically frightened of everything that it surpassed pity and was just pathetic.
There, staring back at her stood a woman who slept in loneliness every night. Someone who often had the company of fear and misery. This, Elsa mused, was someone who didn't deserve an ounce of the support that Anna gave her. This must be what my father sees when he looks at me. Someone who's done nothing of note, someone who's only ever failed at what she tried with her life. Someone who likely will never get better.
Elsa hated her reflection, even under the gaze of her own eyes she felt exposed. Sadness clung heavily to every feature. Though there wasn't anything physically wrong with what she saw, Elsa pierced through that thin shell into the core of her being with harshly judging eyes. To sum it all up, she saw a failure. I see what my father sees.
But the look changed when she thought of what Anna saw. Anna still worked so hard with Elsa, she clearly hadn't given up. With her sister on her mind, the platinum blonde's reflection gleamed with something in it's eyes. Hope. Hope shimmered like a dying light through thick darkness. The red head brought a small smile to red lips.
Elsa no longer saw a failure. She no longer saw such a ghoulish representation of herself. She saw a woman who, though she was sad and scared, wanted more. She saw someone who wanted dearly to overcome her own mind and fears. All of the sudden, Elsa found herself staring face to face not with someone who was doomed to fail in life, cursed to spend every waking hour for the rest of her existence bound to her home, but rather someone who could change. Someone who could do great things.
Determination sparkled like a star on a clear night in her eyes. When Elsa thought of Anna, she saw hope. She saw everything that could be. She saw the best, the flaws took a back seat and her strengths took the wheel. Yes, when Elsa had Anna on her mind, she saw a lonely girl who was in love, and willing to do anything for it.
Elsa smiled and tried to hold on to that thought. I love you, Anna. She hopped into the shower, looking forward to spending time with her sister; her bright ray of sunshine.
When she was out of the shower and drying her hair, Elsa heard the muffled bang of the front door shutting. She froze as the first unlikely scenario entered her mind. Is there a burglar? Her heart sank and a momentary sense of dread came over her. She started to panic, until reason took over. No, no way, we live in a suburb and it's mid-morning. Plus, I didn't hear a crash or anything to indicate someone broke in. Then, who's here? There were two options: the only two other people that lived there. Anna and her father.
Her dad, however, never ever came home before night time, and he usually wasn't even back when Elsa went to bed, so he was unlikely. But then, so was Anna. She was on campus, in class at this very moment. At least, normally she was. Maybe her professor let her out early? But then what about her next class?
The platinum blonde quickly threw a towel over her body and wrapped her plentiful hair in another to let it dry. Cautiously, she crept downstairs. As she entered the foyer, she saw a man with light brown hair quickly approaching the front door, ready to leave.
"D-dad?"
The man seemed startled but stopped and turned around. "Elsa, hi."
Talking with her father one-on-one with no Anna there to back her up was nerve-wracking. Elsa could feel her own courage cowering. She felt the overwhelming urge to shift in place. She couldn't keep eye contact with him. Her voice was as shaken as her resolve. "W-what are you doing home?"
"I'm just grabbing a paper I forgot for an important meeting later."
Elsa despised when her father and sister argued with each other. She'd rather try a more civil approach. Nonetheless, she didn't really think before she spoke. Maybe it was her yearning for company combining with her lack of a father figure over the last few years that took over her mind, but her words came out very needy sounding. "Are- are you hungry? I could m-make you something, just let me get dressed and-"
"No, Elsa, I can't stay."
The young woman backed off. In an odd way, she was disappointed in the answer she got. She looked down and hugged herself. "Oh, okay." Elsa managed the courage to glance briefly up in that moment. For a split second, just a hair of time, father and daughter's eyes met. She thought about her time in front of the mirror and wondered what her father saw right then.
And just like that, the door slammed shut and Elsa was alone again. "Bye," she quietly mumbled to the empty room. She tried to focus on her studies, but couldn't, nor could she get lost in her new book: The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
She just mindlessly watched some TV and waited for Anna to come back.
"Elsa, I'm home!" The chipper voice was music to the platinum blonde's ears. She jumped out of her spot on the couch and ran for her sister.
"Anna!" She collided full force into a hug.
"Els- oof! Hi!" The auburn haired girl was thrown back a couple feet and returned the embrace. Elsa needed that contact. It fed her soul, made her keep surviving. She'd surely shrivel up and die without Anna. The red head giggled. "So I guess you missed me."
Elsa blushed but stayed where she was. The nail was hit right on the head, driven all the way in with one swing. She really missed her sister. "Yeah."
"I missed you, too."
The white-blonde haired girl fought nervousness to squeeze her words out of her choking neck. "Dad came home today."
Anna pulled away to look at her. "Wait, what? When?"
"A little while before lunchtime."
"What happened? Did you talk to him? Are you okay?"
Elsa nodded even though she wasn't exactly sure about the answer to the question. Am I okay? She felt a pang of sadness in her heart. "We didn't really talk, he was in a rush."
"What'd you say to him? Did you say anything to him?" The voice was concerned.
Elsa quickly recounted what transpired earlier. Anna didn't look too happy about it.
"Well, the least he could have done is say bye, or something."
"He was busy, he had to get back," the older girl declared lamely. Why am I making excuses for him?
"That doesn't matter, Elsa, you're his daughter, we're his daughters. He should be able to make time for his family." There was a twinkle of annoyance in Anna's tone, and Elsa knew it wasn't directed at her.
"I- I guess you're right." Anna's point brought up another disheartening thought. Is dad purposefully not making time for us? Given their history for the past five years, Elsa was pretty sure she knew the answer, and it broke something deep down within her heart.
The strawberry blonde confirmed Elsa's suspicions. "Don't you see? He's avoiding us, he never wants to talk."
The older sister sighed. "It would have been nice to cook for him," she added wistfully.
Anna bit her lip. "Well," she said cheerfully, "why don't you cook for me? I'm starving!"
There was that thing that Anna did again, where she could make everything feel okay and wipe any emotional baggage under a rug like a dust bunny. Elsa smiled. "That sounds like fun."
Today was the big day: Friday. The day of Anna's date. Anna clearly couldn't be more excited, she came home already bouncing off the walls. She nearly bashed her head against the ceiling and did accidentally ram into the front door before opening it. "Elsa Elsa Elsa! He's picking me up at seven!"
Unwilling to bring her sister's mood down, Elsa swallowed the heartache she felt. She stomached the jealousy. "Great," she said with little enthusiasm. Three hours, that's all I have with Anna before she goes out. It felt like the end of the world was approaching.
"I have to get ready! What should I wear? Hair up or down? Ooh, or in a bun? What do you think?"
"I, uhh," the platinum blonde was flustered by the flurry of questions thrust upon her. "I don't-"
"That's okay, we'll try everything!" Anna grabbed her sister by the hand and yanked her up the stairs.
"Oof!" Elsa supposed this would be a good way to spend the afternoon, watching Anna get all dolled up. If she pretended that Anna wasn't going out with some guy, she'd be able to thoroughly enjoy herself. All the dressing up would be for Elsa, at least in Elsa's mind.
In a flash, they were in Anna's room. She practically kicked through the door to her walk-in closet like a bettering ram. Dresses hung from coat hangers, some lay discarded on the floor. Jeans, sweatpants, and shirts were tossed haphazardly, hanging off whatever unfortunate item they just happened to collide with. How does Anna find anything in here? Intertwined with the intricate mess of clothing were assorted bras and panties, none with their match close by. They were mostly pretty standard, except for one bra that Elsa happened to notice. It had lace on it, but was opaque. Her cheeks flushed with heat, unable to help but imagine her sister in such an item. Where did she get that!?
Anna bit her lip in thought. "Okay, so, first thing's first, Hans said nice, but not too formal. I'm thinking a strong color, something that'll really make an impression." She began sifting through her unorganized options.
"Oh, you'll make an impression alright," Elsa teased.
With a little playful slap to the shoulder, Anna squeaked "hey!"
"It was a compliment, you'll be beautiful in anything." Elsa's heart twitched at the thought that Anna was prettying herself up to go see someone else. She pushed it aside for now.
The red head's cheeks stole some of her hair's color. "Thank you."
"How about this one?" Elsa had spotted a jet black dress while secretly analyzing the undergarments strewn about the room. She plucked the dress from it's rack.
Anna glanced over and took it. "Ooh, let's see." The red head shamelessly started lifting her shirt, revealing illustrious skin and a belly button. Her toned stomach gave way to reveal the very bottom of her bra. It was green. Elsa's eyes went wide, pupils dilating and soaking up the sight rapidly, greedily memorizing every detail, each freckle and soft line, the gentle curves. Her knees felt weak and her face felt like someone had poured scalding water all over it. Her stomach whirled around, creating a kinetic friction in her lower abdomen that ground at her core. Elsa's mouth went dry.
"Anna!" She quickly but reluctantly turned away to give her sister some privacy. The urge to keep watching was powerful and it took all of Elsa's willpower not to spiral and enjoy the show. She steadied her breaths.
"Oh relax, Elsa, we're sisters. It's not like anyone else is gonna see."
Something about that line or the way Anna said it made Elsa's mind go nuts. She closed her eyes and willed away the wetness creeping between her legs as best she could. Talking was a challenge. "I- I'm just a little un-uncomfortable."
There was click and a zip as Anna undid what the older of the two assumed was her jeans' zipper. "Sorry, I'll give you a little warning next time," she chimed.
Elsa gulped. She was on fire, she was going to die. She squeezed her knees together. Anna has no pants on. "Th-thank you."
"But just let me get this straight, a minute ago you're saying I'm beautiful and now you don't want me to undress?"
Okay, that was it, that was the line that killed Elsa. She couldn't breathe, her lungs felt like stone and her womanhood flared with passionate need. That was flirtatious. Was that flirtatious? It sure sounded like it. No, no way Anna's flirting with me. She tried to talk, but just bits and pieces of syllables came out. "I- uh, I- that's- I-"
"Relax, Elsa, I was being facetious, sheesh." The older girl could almost feel the good-natured eye roll. "Anyway, I'm decent, it's safe now!"
Elsa took a deep breath. It was over, Anna was covered, her hyperventilating heart could take a rest. When she did turn, her cheeks were still painted rosy red. "Thank you." What her eyes landed on was the beautiful form of her sister smiling over at her, wearing a knee-length black dress. The outfit was form-fitting but loosened a little on the legs, allowing for comfortable movement. Smooth shins disappeared into the hem of the dress, and the top half was modest as well, just showing the young girl's sternum. Elsa grinned. Anna always dressed fairly modestly, so she didn't have to worry about her sister being eye-guzzled by this stranger.
The thick black color and gentle skin tone worked together to make Anna's pig tails look more of a light hazel with a pinch of fire to give it life. Her freckles were partially drowned by the more demanding color, but still noticeable on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.
Elsa didn't realize she was gawking.
"Well," Anna inquired, "how do I look?" She held her arms out to the side, as if presenting herself.
"You look- wow, Anna you look amazing!" The platinum blonde slipped into her imagination in a split second. She imagined walking into a dimly-lit restaurant, the table candle lit. Anna strolled in wearing her black dress, grinning widely, her hips swaying as she walked. Her and Elsa, out together for a date. The notion was magical, enrapturing. Elsa's heart pounded and bled for the ability to go out side, to show her sister a perfect date. She couldn't though. All she had was her imagination.
"You think so? I don't know, I mean, I like this dress but I'm not really feeling the black tonight, you know?"
Then, Elsa had an idea. She ignored her sister's questions and timidly looked at the ground. "do- do you think I could dress up, too? It'd make me feel like- like I'm not s-stuck here."
Anna hopped over and took Elsa's hands, jumping up and down in place, an excited grin splitting her face from ear to ear. "Yes! That'd be so much fun! We can play dress-up until I go! Ooh, we can even match!"
Elsa was greatly uplifted by the energetic reaction. She got infected by her sister's smile and giggled, heart fluttering like a happy butterfly in the spring. Her stomach relieved itself of the tension it created and rested lightly in her gut. "Okay!" It'll be just like we're dressing up to go out together!
"I'm thinking about this one here. Got anything to match it?" Anna held a royal blue dress up.
Immediately, Elsa knew which dress to get. "Yes!" She ran off to retrieve it. Elsa was so excited. She got to dress up with Anna and pretend they were going out. Going out. Together. And her sister loved the idea, that was the best part. She imagined her own, shining star smiling lovingly and taking her hand, leading her out into the world she was so terrified of. She imagined Anna as her shelter from the storm of terror constantly raging outside.
In fact, she kind of was. Anna was basically all that could calm Elsa down, Anna kept her grounded during her sessions with the virtual reality goggles. If anything was worth overcoming her fears for, it was Anna.
But overall, Elsa was ecstatic to pretend she was going on a date with Anna, even if the red head wasn't sharing the same fantasy.
Soon enough, Elsa was in her own closet, which, in juxtaposition to her sister's, was neatly organized. All her dresses hung on one side, her shirts and pants on the other, a laundry basket sat in the corner. Even that was neatly packed. With the help of organization, the platinum blonde located the dress she wanted in seconds.
It was simple and light blue. The skirt fell loosely down to her feet. The upper portion cupped her breasts such that very little, if any, cleavage was visible. The tone of the dress was reminiscent of her eyes, and since her hair was basically white, those two things and her lips were just about the only color on her body. This gave a powerful illusion, making her eyes look as piercing as an arrow and her face immensely expressive. The color play wasn't overt enough to mask her freckles. Rather than sleeves, the dress had drapes of fabric that rested on her shoulders.
Elsa put the dress on, fixed her hair, and zoomed back to her sister's room. What she saw stopped her lungs. Anna was in the breathtaking, rich blue dress she had pointed out, hair still in pigtails resting on her bosom. She wore a sweet grin at first, but her mouth changed into a gaping hole. The intense blue of her clothing brought out the more subtle cyan of Anna's eyes, making them look almost as stark and fierce as sapphires. Unlike Elsa, she wore no lipstick, leaving the pink in it's natural hue. The dress left her upper chest exposed, covering her breasts but showcasing what little cleavage she had. It made Elsa's heart race and shoot into her throat. The dress was down to Anna's calves and had white crocuses patterned in the naval and lower rib area. The enrapturing colors once again strategically drew attention away from Anna's freckles, yet left them prominent enough to compliment her hair color. To put it simply, she was downright ravishing. If there was one object of perfection in the world, it was Anna in that moment. Her radiant beauty almost blinded the platinum blonde like the lights of heaven. Unbeknownst to her, Elsa was drooling a little bit while the stunning figure before her was burned into her mind forever.
Both spoke at the same time.
"Elsa, you look-"
"Anna, you-"
Again, they sputtered simultaneously.
"No, you first."
"You first."
Each stayed quiet for a moment, both waiting for the other to listen to their command. Anna caved first. "Okay, okay, Elsa you look- wow! Like, amazing! It's been a while since you've worn that one, you should wear it more. I'd forgotten how great you look in it."
Elsa blushed wildly, grabbing her braid and diverting her attention in embarrassment. The heartfelt compliment went right to her head, making her feel dizzy. Her stomach lifted into her chest and spewed feathers all over her heart, tickling her insides with elation. Her legs denied her weight for a split second, and for that instant she thought she was going to swoon. "Thank you," she said, still wearing a brutal blush.
"So, what do you think?" Anna held her arms out again and bit her lip in excitement.
Elsa tried to find words, but they were all zooming by so fast she couldn't catch them. Ravishing, delicious, gorgeous, perfect, amazing, cute, hot, sexy, did I mention perfect? "You- you look- you look-" her mouth continued to move but no sound was produced.
"Speechless," Anna gushed, "I'll take that as a compliment."
Cheeks still hot, Elsa nodded vigorously. "It- it is. Venus has nothing on you," she said, unsure of herself.
Freckled cheeks flushed with pink. "Aww, thanks, Elsa!" She quickly captured her sister in a bear hug. The older girl couldn't breathe for that moment, but that was okay, she didn't want to. She just wanted to look at Anna more. She also couldn't help but notice her younger sister's breasts slam up against her own. It shocked her spine with pleasure, vibrating her heart. Her hands tentatively patted Anna's back.
Anna pulled back and nibbled her lip. "Now, hair. Pig tails? Yes?"
Elsa thought for a moment. She smiled. "No, put it down."
"Are you sure? Because I-"
"Yes," Elsa said, confident in her decision.
Anna nodded. "Right, hair down." She undid her normal hairdo, brushing it back into order with quite a fight. After some taming, it cascaded down her head and flowed smoothly over her shoulders and down her back in it's natural, lightly wavy structure. The strawberry blonde hair resting on Anna's shoulders offered her dress an immediate compliment, gleaming in the light. "So, how does it look?"
With a stupid little grin, something Elsa noticed she got a lot when with Anna, she assured "it looks amazing" with endearment.
The blush returned mildly to Anna's face. "Thank you." Then, she donned an evil grin. Trotting towards Elsa, she held her hands out. "Your turn."
"M-my turn? For what?"
"To put your hair down, silly!"
Reflexively, Elsa grabbed her braid protectively. Due to her condition, she wasn't good with change, she couldn't recall a time when she didn't wear the braid. It was her trademark, it was like an anchor for her. And changing that sounded scary to her. "Oh, I'm not sure-"
"Come on, Elsa, you'll look even beautifuller. Not, fuller, I mean more beautiful. Not that you're not beautiful! You are, you're super beautiful, but I just think you'd look good with your hair down."
"I don't know..."
"Pleaseee Elsa?" Anna produced the most effective puppy dog eyes the world had ever seen.
"Okay," Elsa relented.
With a squeal of delight like a pig in slop, the auburn haired girl got to work. "You have such lovely hair, it's so soft," she commented while she undid her sister's braid.
Elsa blushed. "Thank you." She reveled in the sensation of her sister working on her hair.
"There, done!" Anna stepped back several minutes later to admire her handy work.
It felt weird. The older girl was used to feeling that voluminous, familiar bundle of hair napping on her shoulder. Instead, she felt the light caress of a few stray strands peeking in along the front of her body rather than her back. She felt naked.
"It looks perfect. Plus, now we have matching hair," Anna purred.
Shyly, Elsa looked down and accepted it. If Anna liked it, she liked it. "Yeah, we do."
Anna tapped her finger on her lips. "Now, what's missing?"
Elsa concentrated, gladly looking over her sister's form again. Her eyes were drawn to the movement of a slender finger giving luscious pink lips love tap after love tap. Elsa smiled again. She had completely forgotten that Anna was dressing up for Hans, not her. "I know."
"What?"
"I'll be right back." She once again dashed to her room and back. When she got back, she revealed deep red lipstick.
"Oh, Elsa, are you sure?"
"Yes, it'll look great with your dress."
"No, I mean, that's your favorite one, can I really use it?" Anna's voice sounded... God, what was that? Honored? Excited? Timid? Wonder? A mix? Elsa couldn't tell, but there was something about her sister's voice that made her want to skip around and sing.
Lovingly, the older girl nodded and handed the tube over. Anna squealed "Oh thank you!" and snatched it up. She turned to the mirror and carefully applied the cosmetic. The give that her lips displayed when pressed lightly with the item just went to show how soft and silky they truly were. Elsa felt heat rising within her. She wanted to press her own lips to Anna's.
"Ta-da!" Anna spun around, resting her hands on her hips like a model.
Now, pure red lips contrasted royal blue fabric, making Anna's eyes pop out even more. She looked, if possible, better than she did before. Elsa stared for what felt like a solid minute. "Perfect."
"Are you sure I'm not over-doing it a little bit? I mean it's just our first date and I guess I don't even know where he's taking me yet, he wanted it to be a surprise. But then again, he did say to dress up, but that it's not a suit and tie place. I mean, my dress isn't that fancy, right? I won't be over dressed? Okay, I need to breathe."
Elsa would have giggled, but she was reminded all at once that Anna was about to leave her to present herself to Hans. This wasn't for her, she was just helping. All of this work was directed towards Hans, not Elsa. Her heart sank and she felt a lump press into her throat. "It'll be perfect."
This seemed to calm the red head's ramble-inducing nerves, because she sighed with relief. "Okay, good." She checked the time. "Oh! Hans will be here soon!"
Elsa held back tears.
Before she knew it, it was time for Anna to go. She had been texting a little back and forth since they both dressed up. Elsa assumed it was Hans. She swallowed the bile-like taste left her mouth from the thought.
"He's here!"
Elsa silently followed her skipping sister to the door, desperately wishing her to stay.
Before she opened the portal to Elsa's worst fears, the red head turned and hugged Elsa tightly again. "Wish me luck!"
Faking a smile, the platinum blonde clutched her sister in a death grip and did just that. "Good luck. Have fun tonight, Anna." She did want Anna to have fun, just not with Hans.
"Thanks! I will! I'll tell you all about it once I get back."
"G-great."
Anna swung the door open, Elsa backed away to avoid getting too close to the threshold. Once Anna was gone she could cry. But now she had to be strong, she had to let her sister be as happy as can be, that was only fair. She looked up to see Anna off, but was startled at what she saw. Emerald eyes were standing before her, wide and excited.
"Hi Elsa!"
Flustered, the platinum blonde blinked a few times. "Oh, uh, hi Rapunzel." Rapunzel had been a long time friend of both Anna and Elsa's. She was a year older than Elsa, and the three had been very close before the accident. Since then, Rapunzel had come over every now and then to catch up with them both. Because of how good of friends they used to be, Elsa knew Rapunzel was lesbian, and, consequently, Rapunzel knew of Elsa's preference. Elsa looked at Anna, who was practically dancing in place at the door, with inquiring eyes.
Awkwardly, the green eyed girl spoke. "You look nice." The statement was directed at the platinum blonde.
Elsa blushed deeply. "Thanks?" Rapunzel wore a pretty standard green dress and had done nothing with her long, golden locks of hair. They reached down to just above her rear.
"If I had known you'd dress up I would have, too." She gave the platinum blonde a shy smile.
Elsa looked at her quizzically. She glanced over at her sister. Then back at Rapunzel. Then back at Anna trying desperately to figure out the situation. "Uh," butterflies ravaged her stomach like hungry rats. "No, it's- you look great. Anna, what's-" It was only when she saw Anna's impossibly wide smile that she pieced it together. Elsa's eyes popped out of her skull and rolled away.
"Oh, um, by the way Elsa, Rapunzel's coming over to keep you company while I'm out. eh-heh."
The new arrival's face flipped into shock and embarrassment. "Wait, Anna, you didn't tell her!?"
"Tell me what!?" Elsa silently hoped with all her heart for her guess to be wrong. She pleaded with her own mind to tell her that she was amiss, even if it'd be a lie. Sure she didn't know that their old friend was coming over, but there was clearly something else happening that she wasn't aware of, too.
Anna laughed awkwardly. "She's, um, she's here for a date."
Nope, I was right. Elsa didn't even know what to think. She froze like Han Solo in carbonite.
"Oh my God, Anna, you really didn't tell her anything!?"
"Um, I gotta go, Hans is waiting, bye kids, have fun! But not too much fun!" She sprinted like a hiker running from a pack of angry wolves, slamming the door behind herself, effectively trapping both other girls inside with each other.
Rapunzel turned back to Elsa tapping the tips of her fingers together. Both girls blushed wildly, providing enough heat to keep the house warm for a month. Unsure of herself, Rapunzel shyly looked up and once again baby blue and emerald green eyes met each other. "Um, hi."