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On to the story!:) {Summary: Elsa shows Anna her powers and they build their first non-living Olaf. Prompt from olaf99. Elsa, 5; Anna not quite 2.}
Five-year-old Elsa clapped her hands over her ears, trying to block out not-quite-two-year-old Anna's temper tantrum. It was late one night in November, but little Anna refused to go to sleep.
"NO BED! NO BED!" Anna yelled for the umpteenth time.
Elsa ducked her head under her pillow, wishing Anna would shut up. Didn't know toddlers could have 'tudes for this long, she thought. Finally Elsa had had enough. She hopped out of bed and ran down the hall to her parents' room. "Mama, Papa, Anna won't shut up," she announced, putting her hands on her hips. "She keeps yellin' 'NO BED! NO BED!' super loud!" A new idea popped into her head. "C'n I play with my magics with Anna? Bet she'd like it!" Anna's bigger now, so it'd be safe. I know it would!
"Elsa, let's not do that. Go to bed yourself and ignore Anna. She'll calm down eventually," Idun told her.
Elsa stamped her foot, making a thin sheen of ice under her feet. "It's jus' part of me! I oughta be 'llowed to show Anna! Not fair!" she complained. Then, "C'n I show Anna, an' if she don't like it, I won' do it any-more?" That seemed like a fair plan to her.
"Just go to bed, Elsa. And clear the ice off the floor, please," Agdar said. "Do not show Anna your powers."
Elsa dissolved the ice, but then she purposely left icy footprints with each step as she left the room. "I'm not hidin' real me anymore!" she shouted from out in the hall. "So there!" Elsa formed a sparkling blue snowball between her hands and threw it straight up in the air. A moment later, a large portion of the hallway was covered in snow. She started shouting at the top of her lungs down the hall, "I HAVE ICE MAGICS! I HAVE ICE MAGICS! CROWN PRINCESS ELSA OF AREN-DELLE HAS ICE MAGICS!"
The next thing the little girl knew, she had gotten a stinging slap on the hand. Elsa frowned and stopped shouting as she turned to face her father. "What was that for?" she asked a bit peevishly. "That's ME! Me, me, me!" Elsa exclaimed, pointing a shaking finger at the snow.
"Stop this right now, Elsa. You know better than to do that. You may only play with your powers when you're by yourself and never outside the castle. It's a secret. Understand?"
"Yes, Papa." Elsa made the snow in the hall disappear and then clasped her hands behind her back before adding, "That's still not fair!" Her five-year-old self suddenly remembered a word she had heard before. "It isn't ethi-cal. I oughta be 'llowed to do an esta-blished thing that's part of me!" Maybe if her argument sounded grown-up, she would be more likely to get what she wanted.
"Elsa, if you can't follow the rules on your own, then you are going to have some help whether you like it or not."
"What does that mean?" Elsa asked, not quite sure whether she wanted to know the answer to that question or not. Guess grown-up argument didn't work.
"That means you'll have to wear gloves until you are ready to listen."
Elsa's face crumpled as she turned and ran back down the hall to her own room, her anger at the whole thing abruptly disappearing. She would rather listen to Anna's yelling than hear anything more. That's not fair! It's not, it's not! Why should I get punished for just being me? Elsa flopped face-down on her bed and burst into tears, ignoring the snowflakes she knew were falling around her.
A now somewhat-sleepy Anna sat up in her crib, which she was almost too big for now. "Ella cry? Ella 'now?" she said curiously, not quite able to pronounce the 's' in either her sister's name or 'snow'. Anna tried climbing out, but she wasn't steady enough on her chubby little toddler legs to do so. "Out! Anna out!" she demanded.
Elsa heard Anna and realized what her little sister must have seen. She hopped up, tears still streaking her cheeks, and hauled Anna out of the crib. "You're heavy," she informed Anna as the both of them tumbled onto the floor.
"Ella 'now!" Anna demanded. She was positive she'd seen snowflakes all around her big sister a minute before.
"You wanna see my snow?" Elsa asked happily. I knew Anna wouldn't mind! Without thinking it through further, she made a snowflake in her hands and held it out to her sister. "I have ice magics! Do you like it?"
Anna reached for the snowflake as she started giggling. "Pur-ty! Gimme! Ella 'now!"
Elsa pulled her hands back, not wanting Anna to mess up what she had made. "It's mine. Here, I'll do something else." She dissolved her snowflake; then made a thick layer of snow around where they were sitting. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" Elsa asked excitedly.
"'Now-man? What dat?" Anna asked, completely mesmerized with her new knowledge. Her big sister had magic!
Elsa helped her little sister roll out three snowballs and stack them up. Then she drew eyes and a mouth and buttons on their snowman herself. She ran behind their funny little snowman and said in a deeper voice, "Hi, I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!"
Anna giggled and clapped her hands. "Off! Off!"
"Not 'Off.' Olaf," Elsa corrected, although she wasn't really irritated. Anna liked her ice magics! I knew she would! She's my baby sister.
"Off! Off!" Anna repeated. Then she yawned.
Elsa realized it had to be super late if Anna was yawning. Anna never, ever seemed to get tired. She pulled Anna down into the snow next to her and held her close. "You're a pest. But I love you," Elsa said softly, trying to get Anna to stop wiggling.
"Anna pest? Ella wuv Anna. Anna wuv Ella," Anna said, finally settling down. "Ella 'now. Pur-ty. Off. Off!"
Elsa hugged her baby sister close. She had no idea if Anna really understood anything she was saying (she probably didn't, Elsa assumed), but she didn't care. Anna said she loved me. Me! And she likes my ice magics. Elsa sighed contentedly and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning at breakfast, Anna chattered away in her high chair (which she was also just about too big for). "Ella 'now! 'Nowman Off! Off! Ella 'now pur-ty. Magic! Pur-ty. Anna pest. Ella wuv Anna!"
Elsa's eyes grew big, realizing she had completely forgotten one issue that showing her little sister her magic might cause. Anna is a blabbermouth. She talks all the time…I'm going to be in big trouble. "Shush up, Anna! Please," she whispered, hoping their parents hadn't really been paying attention to what Anna had been chattering about.
"Ella magic!" Anna announced loudly. Then she stopped talking and stared quizzically at Elsa. Why was she supposed to quit talking?
Elsa glared at Anna and slumped down in her seat. Great. Just great. Why couldn't Anna shut up?
"You showed Anna your powers last night after you were specifically told not to, Elsa," Agdar said sternly. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Elsa stared straight in front of her and said nothing. There was nothing for her to say, since she wasn't one bit sorry for what she had done. I shan't say sorry. 'Cause I'm not.
"Do you remember what we said was going to happen if you didn't listen last night?"
I 'member what you said was gonna happen, Papa. I didn't say anything. Elsa suddenly felt like crying, but for some reason her five-year-old mind didn't know, she absolutely, positively did not want to do that right now. So she bit her lip and said nothing. She felt ice forming on her palms under the table and quickly balled her hands into fists. Don't want ice right this second. I'll play with you later, ice. The ice immediately retreated. Thank you, ice magics, she thought.
"Answer the question, Elsa."
"I 'member," Elsa replied finally. "I'm supposed t' wear gloves till I'm ready to listen." She suddenly thought of something else, and added in a quite serious tone, "That means I don't gotta do that! I did listen. With my ears!" Elsa scooted back in her chair and sat up straight, pleased with her use of semantics to plead her own logic.
"Now you're just being smart. Go upstairs and find some, and then you can come back for breakfast."
"Yes I am being smart." Elsa began making that mischievous smirk that she usually made when she was quite pleased with herself or tickled with something she had done…or said, in this case.
"Elsa! Go upstairs and find some. Now!"
Elsa's smirky expression disappeared. Papa's really mad at me… "Yes sir." She hopped up and ran upstairs to her and Anna's room.
Elsa quickly found what she was looking for. She only owned one pair of gloves, which she intended to conveniently "lose" the second she had the chance. Maybe she'd toss them in the fjord. Elsa stuck out her tongue at her fabric-clad hands and trotted back downstairs to breakfast. I hate those things. They're itchy!
"Happy now?" Elsa asked the second she was back in the dining room, not caring in the least how rude she sounded. "Can't I take 'em off while I eat?" she asked hopefully.
"Are you going to follow the rules on your own?"
"No," Elsa replied honestly. She supposed she could fib if she wanted to, but she hated lying; and besides, she would just get in trouble all over again anyway.
"Then no, you may not."
Elsa's blue eyes flashed. "Okay then, fine." She would NOT fuss about her hands feeling all itchy, and she would NOT make a big stink. I'm a big girl. I won't throw a tantrum.
After breakfast, Elsa ran upstairs to her room and locked the door. Then she took off those gloves and froze them to the floor. That was satisfying. Elsa knew she'd have to put them back on when she went back downstairs, but she didn't care at the moment. Since it was a Saturday, she didn't have any lessons to do. Elsa smiled and picked up the book on her nightstand. Technically it was beyond her reading level, but she could sound out words she didn't know.
Which was a lot of them.
Elsa flopped down on her bed and began reading out loud, slowly sounding out the big words, even though she was the only one in the room.
A few minutes later, a sudden realization made her jump to her feet. Anna already knows about my magics, so it's silly not to show them to her. I just gotta tell Mama and Papa that. Elsa reluctantly unfroze those gloves off the floor and pulled them back on, thinking she might have better luck if she didn't go talk to her parents without them. She was a logical little girl; she would deal with a few minutes of itchy things on her hands if it got her what she wanted.
Elsa ran straight to her father's study and knocked on the door. "Papa? I want to tell you something."
"Come in."
Elsa clasped her hands behind her back and walked into the room as dignified as a five-year-old could. "Papa…since I already showed Anna my magics, it's silly not to show them to her now. I'll listen otherwise. I won't play with 'em outside th' castle, and I'll only play with 'em when I'm by myself with Anna." She looked hopefully up at her father. Surely her offer was reasonable.
After a long silence, Agdar finally said, "Very well. But you just remember the first time there is any sort of trouble, you cannot play with your powers with Anna anymore. Is that clear?"
"Crystal." Elsa smiled as she slipped off her gloves and simply dropped them on the floor. Mission 'complished. She turned and ran back upstairs.
LATE THAT NIGHT…
"No bed! Ella magic! No bed! Ella magic!" Anna chanted, bouncing up and down.
Elsa giggled and twirled a snowball in her hands. "Do you really like my magics, Anna?" she asked. Anna likes me the way I am, all of me, magics included, she thought happily.
"Yes! 'Nowman Off! Make Off!" Anna demanded.
"Okay, we can make Olaf," Elsa agreed, covering part of the floor with snow once again.
This time Anna managed to roll one of the snowballs herself. "Anna do good?" she asked hopefully, clumsily holding the big snowball out to Elsa.
Elsa set the snowball on top of their snowman's body. "Yes, 'Anna do good'," she assured her sister. "I'm glad you don't mind me," Elsa muttered to herself, hugging Anna close. Then she abruptly pushed Anna away from her and ran behind their snowman. "Hi, I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!"
Anna giggled and plopped herself down in the snow.
Elsa went and dropped down in the snow next to her sister. "I love you, Anna…an' you don't mind me being me…I don't think Mama and Papa like me very much. They wish I was a normal little girl like you. I don't even want to be different than the way I am. I like my magics. I don't understan' why Papa and Mama don't. They pretty…and they're fun. I'm happy you 'ccept me for me…" Elsa had no idea why she was saying all that to Anna since she knew quite well Anna didn't understand a lot of what she said. She didn't even want Anna to understand a lot of what she said, since she didn't want to pile her sister with things that bothered her. Thank 'ou, Anna, Elsa thought to herself.
Anna indeed did not understand much of what Elsa said, but she did know that her big sister seemed a little upset for some reason. So she scooted over to Elsa and threw her pudgy little toddler arms around her sister. "Ella magic…pur-ty," she announced.
Elsa's blue eyes filled with tears, and she didn't know why. "You understan' some. You just don't know how to say anythin' else," Elsa whispered, clutching her baby sister tightly. Anna loves me. I know she does. She said so yesterday. I didn't think she understood what she was saying, but I think she did.
"No cry Ella. Anna wuv Ella," Anna said seriously.
"I love you, too, Anna. Me too." Elsa kept holding her sister close as she curled up sleepily. Right then, Elsa was perfectly happy. She had her little sister with her, and she actually liked Elsa's powers. Anna had no issues accepting that her sister was different. Deep inside, Elsa did genuinely like herself just the way she was, but it still bothered her that her parents wouldn't accept her magic as part of her. It wasn't like Elsa chose to have powers. She was just born like that. Elsa's powers were just a physical part of her. Elsa thought five-year-olds like herself probably weren't supposed to think that seriously, but whatever.
And little Anna liked her big sister's abilities! She even asked for Elsa to do it again!
Elsa fell asleep with a contented smile on her face. Thank you, Anna.
A/N: The end.:) I know this is a little shorter than the other one-shots, but for one thing, Elsa and Anna are quite a bit younger and so they don't talk quite so much. And the storyline was just...finished.:) So yeah...
TIMELINE SO FAR:
1)Off! Off! (Olaf) (November; Elsa 5, Anna not quite 2)
2)Rainy Day Games (February; Elsa 7, Anna 4)
3)Ice Cream Escapade (uhhh...shortly thereafter?; Elsa 7, Anna 4)
4) It's Not MY Fault! (July; Elsa 7 [she turns 8 at the end], Anna 4)
5)To the North Mountain (March; Elsa 8, Anna 5)
6)Let's Go Tree Climbing (early April; Elsa 8, Anna 5) [to me, the accident takes place about one/two weeks later...they see the Northern Lights and I think it stops being visible around the middle of April. Not positive, but that's the timeline in my head anyways.:)]
This is MantaI-305Apollo'sChariot signing off for now, over and out!:)