Guess I'm continuing this then...
Both queen and child were peacefully resting in the comforting world of slumber.
Olla was dreaming of her mother, a cruel yet heartwarming moment that she planned to savor every second of. Elsa was dreaming of her mother as well, happily relishing the stress free area of her life when it was just her and her mother.
In any way, both were happy. To onlookers, their current position would have justified this statement as well. Both were turned on their sides, faces nearly touching one another.
Olla was nestled into the crook of Elsa's neck, breathing in the scent of only the chocolate despite the other odious odors of food mingling around. Her hands were cringed up into a ball and squeezed to her chest, a leg sprawled out on top of the monarch. Elsa on the other hand had both arms wrapped around Olla's skinny body, ensuring that the girl be close to her. Her chin was resting atop of the girls messy, and not to mention muddy hair, breathing in the scent of the child's muck.
Disgusting in a way yes, but absolutely adorable in another.
Anna, of course, had seen this position when morning came. Nearly squealing at the sight, she quietly draped a warm, woolly blanket over the two sleep deprived figures, ensuring that there would be no way they could possibly wake up. After this, she informed all, from the council to the servants and guards, that her sister was not to be disturbed. After a confirmed 'yes ma'am' from all, she happily skipped her way to Kristoff's stable, ready to enjoy the day.
So, as the hours went by, morning soon turned to afternoon, and afternoon to evening. Finally at sundown, the queen began to shuffle awake.
Something…something REALLY smells…
Her face screwed up in disgust as she inhaled in a deep breath.
My GOD something seriously stinks.
With a heavy sigh, Elsa finally squinted open her eyes, already beginning to miss the blissful sensation of sleep. Unwrapping her arms from the 'pillow' she had been hugging close, she slowly propped herself upwards into a sitting position, legs still slumped underneath the blanket.
At this exact moment, Olla herself also awoke, having felt the movement of the young queen's awakening. Yet her eyes refused to open, the warmth of the blanket and body heat of Elsa already lulling her back to sleep.
So, despite the unknown movement taking place near her, she shuffled closer to the object that seemed to be emitting the warmth and took hold of the silk material.
Elsa froze. At this point, her mind was fully awake and now reeling with confusion. For one thing, something had just grabbed onto her night gown from under the blankets.
There is a mysterious lump underneath my blankets, her eyes going wide at discovering the breathing bulge. Very cautiously, Elsa raised her hands up, creating an ice shield attached to her arms.
With doing this however, she caused the temperature around her to drop slightly. Olla, feeling this temperature drop, shivered, and instinctly scooted in closer to Elsa's now lower thy. And with a final mental decision, wrapping both arms and legs around it.
There were claims that the entire kingdom managed to hear the scream from where they sat.
…
"The Queen!" almost every guard in the castle yelled at once.
"Her Majesty!" servants shouted, running amok the castle grounds.
Oh my," was Anna's simple response as she overheard the piercing shriek that soon followed after the unmistakable scream of her sister.
"Um…what was that?" Kristoff questioned, stopping the music he had been strumming.
"That," staring off into the distance with a dreamy smile, "was the sound of bonding."
"Ah, Anna…I think you should go check on your sister."
"Oh I'm sure she's fine," waving him off. "If there's one thing I know about Elsa," her posture straightening and a finger held up in guarantee, "it's that she's got everything under control."
Kristoff gave her a skeptical look and sighed. Casually, he glanced out the window of the stable. "…UMMM, Anna…I think you should look outside," his eyes going wide.
"Ooooo! Did they finally get the fireworks set up!" she exclaimed, shoving past his bulky figure. At the sight she saw, she felt her breath hitch in horror.
"...it could pass off in a way," Kristoff shrugged as he observed the blue flashes of lights illuminating from the queens personal living area.
As fast as the couple could rush, the two quickly burst from the stable, heading in the direction of the castle. As they ran, Anna did her best to dismiss the panicked guards and servants, reassuring them that she had the situation under control. Finally, they reached the hallway to the queen's bedroom, spotting the soldiers that were also hovering around the bedroom door.
"G-Guards!" Anna wheezed, panting heavily at the soldiers that were only moments away from opening her sisters illuminating bedroom doors. Behind her, Kristoff jogged up behind her, also heavily out of breath.
"D-don't!" she gasped, arms on her knees, still trying to regain her composure. "Don't…do NOT…!" now leaning heavily on Kristoff's shoulder and continuing to wheeze. "I'll open it! L-Leave the area!" she finished with a rasp.
"But…Princess Anna! The scream and…and the lights. What if her Majesty is -"
"I…assure you," Anna puffed more firmly, beginning to catch her breath and now switching to a more regal tone, "I have everything under control. My sister is just…uh…enjoying her late morning stretches…um….a little too much! He he he…ha ha…ehhhh…"
The soldiers, not exactly buying the statement, hesitantly turned away from the door after giving a stiff bow. Occasionally, some would look back at the random bursts of light before finally leaving the hallway of the sister's rooms.
"Ok," Anna huffed, "Kristoff, I think you should back up. This is not going to be pretty."
Immediately, Kristoff twirled around and ran to the far edge of the hallway. "Is this far enough honey?" he shouted, cupping his hands to his mouth to project his voice.
"Seriously Kristoff? Just going to abandon me like that? No 'Oh Anna! I would never abandon you!' or 'Never! I'll always stay by your side sweetheart!'"
"…"
"Oh forget it!" Rolling her eyes at her guilty smiling boyfriend, Anna turned and focused all her attention at the tall and majestic door to the bedroom, wincing at the random bursts of lights and occasional muffled yelps. "Here it goes," she sighed, twisting the knob and swinging the door open.
Nothing in the entire cosmos could have ever prepared her for the sight she saw.
Her sister, the quiet, calm and collected, sophisticated and intelligent, cunning and always-one-step-ahead-of-everyone royal monarch, running around the large room, her scream muffled by the child latched to her face. Arms raised in panic and terror, and hands occasionally letting out random bursts of ice, adding to the collection of spikes on top of the ceiling.
Olla on the other hand was almost radiating with absolute fear. Still wrapped in a small shawl that swept past her feet, her eyes were wide open and hands gripping to the queen's hair as if her life depended on it. Her feet were wrapped tightly around Elsa's neck, making it almost impossible for the queen to pry the child off. Upon spotting Anna, her expression seemed to brighten for a second at hope of stopping the madness going on around.
"Elsa!" Anna finally yelled, the sight of Olla snapping her out of her trance. "ELSA! MY GOD STOP!"
Seeing that he sister continued to run and scream around the room, hardly missing missalanease objects sprawled around the room, Anna decided it was the right time to do the unthinkable.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked in imitation as a battle cry, running at full speed towards Elsa's moving figure and tackling her sister to the ground causing her to land roughly on her back. Before her sister could react to anything, Anna yanked Olla off Elsa's head and quickly stood out of arms reach of her sister.
Shocked at the sudden turn of events, Elsa laid on the floor breathing heavily, attempting to process the strange turn of events. Finally breaking contact with the ceiling, her focus shifted to the redhead staring angrily down at her.
"Anna?" she finally uttered, voice rasping from the large amount of screaming.
"Elsa. Woman. What…in god's name…do you think you're doing?"
Sitting up slowly from her tackled position, Elsa now began observing the trembling bundle in Anna's arms.
At last, reality dawned on her.
"The child," she breathed out, eyes widening in horror. "She…she…I forgot all about…"
"Elsa. You've got to be kidding me. You gave almost the ENTIRE kingdom a heart attack because you FORGOT about Olla!?"
"Please tell me you're kidding," Elsa moaned, covering her face with her hands.
Anna gave her the most blunt and dull stare she could dig up. "Nope."
So as Elsa groaned in embarrassed and as Anna continued to soothe the traumatized girl back to herself, the kingdom of Arendelle's people still reeled with confusion. Newspapers and bulletin boards were already beginning to be created of the mysterious screams and flashing lights of the castle. Stories varying from ghosts to mystical extraterrestrial activities would be derived from this day. Perhaps even festivals in the next century would be created in honor of the tale.
...
After a good three hours had gone by, Anna finally walked out from Elsa's room. She herself was now exhausted from the tedious job she had undergone by having to calm both her sister and the girl.
"Anna?" a small voice peeped. Glancing up, Anna nearly crashed into Kristoff's towering figure, his eyes scrunched in concern as he observed her well being.
"Wassup Kristoff?" Anna nearly slurred as she playfully slapped Kristoff's face. "My, you stayed out here the whole time? Such a sweetums!"
"Anna…Anna stop," grabbing her hand that was slapping him. He sighed as she raised her other hand and began poking his face. "C'mon then," he grunted, sweeping her legs off the ground and proceeded as to carry her bridle style towards her room. Almost immediately, her hand drooped down and she began to snore.
What in the world could have gotten her this exhausted? Glancing back at the queen's bedroom, he gave an inward shudder. Whatever it was, shrugging it off, it must've been pretty bad, considering the fact that it managed to knock Anna out.
She still doesn't trust me, sighing as she felt the child tremble beneath her hands, scrubbing the shampoo around the child's scalp. Then again, I managed to scare her witless. Ugh, why did Anna leave me with this job?
The new bath tub meant nothing to Olla. She just wanted leave the castle, run away from the crazy lady currently scrubbing at her hair, perhaps even escape into the forest and magically find her mother's awaiting embrace.
"Ow!" she squeaked as Elsa accidentally ran over brushed over one of the cuts with her hand.
"S-SORRY!" Elsa yelled, immediately retracting her hand away.
Olla however, didn't answer back. Her fear for this lady was only growing by the second. She could hardly suppress a flinch as the cold hand returned hesitantly to her frail body, this time hardly even skimming the skin of her back.
"Olla," she heard the lady ask with a soft voice, "where did you get these scars?"
Upon hearing the question, Olla continued the attempt to shrivel away from Elsa's reach in the tub. "Nowhere," she muttered, head tilted downwards.
Silently cursing herself for asking such a sensitive topic, Elsa bit her lip, not knowing what else to say. She probably thinks I'm a creep, observing the way the child scrunched away from her touch.
After a moment of silence, Olla finally whispered feebly, "Can I get out now?"
"Of course lov-"
Elsa stopped herself in mid-sentence. DON'T CALL HER LOVE YOU IDIOT! SHE'LL TOTALLY FREAK OUT!
"He he, I mean…um…yes! Um…yes l-l-liiitle girl! Yes little girl!" she finished with a weak smile. "Here let me help y-"
"N-no thank you!" Olla stuttered at once, backing away from Elsa outstretched arms.
Well, at least she was polite about it, pondering the thought as she watched Olla stumble out from the bath tub. Taking a towel, she handed it to the child and watched as she carefully went over the areas of her bruises and scars. Should I be watching her? Maybe I should turn around…
"Miss Elsa?" Olla asked, nervousness written all over her expression.
"Yes?!" Elsa answered a little too enthusiastically.
"…..um…..c-can you help me put this on?"
Olla was now dressed in nothing but her undergarments. She was holding the old nightgown out at arm's length, confused on whether or not she was holding it backwards or not.
"Of course," Elsa answered more softly. Elegantly, she bent her knees downward in order to be at the child's height. Taking hold of the silky material, the queen delicately slid the nightgown over the girls head, helping her in getting her arms through the arm holes as well. "Comfy?"
"Yes," she answered with a slight blush on her cheeks, embarrassed at asking for help. "Thank you."
"You're very welcome. Now Olla, I'm still feeling a little hesitant at giving you your own room to sleep in…my trust in the royal cavalry is still…very low. So…is it alright if you sleep in my room again?"
There was a long silence, Olla refusing to meet Elsa's eyes. Finally, Olla sighed and looked up. "Promise you won't forget I'm in the room?"
"I promise," Elsa answered with the utmost of seriousness.
"…fine."
"Alright, go on then," patting Olla out of the bathroom and into the bedroom area. "I'm going to take a bath myself. Feel free to make yourself at home." Receiving a nod in response, Elsa shut he bathroom door and began to ready the bath yet again.
Once the door shut, Olla immediately began concocting her plan. She had slept through the entire day, meaning the amount of energy she possessed at the moment was high. Walking over to the doors leading out to the balcony, she carefully creaked them open and stepped out into the starry sky.
"Oh mamma," she mumbled, staring intently at the brightly lit night sky. "I miss you." Wiping her nose with the back of her hand, she began her long and perilous descending from the balcony area.
Now, if any other regular child were to ever attempt to climb down the walls of the castle, the possibility of them making it alive would be at a low level. With this being told however, Olla could as well suffer the same fate. She had no powers of her own to give her an advantage in any way. One could easily characterize her as a human herself if it weren't for the vividness of her red eyes. Olla merely had more training in the area of climbing. Her hands and feet were accustomed to the conditions of mountaineering due to the extensive amount she had done in the years before.
Just as Olla began lowering herself down, she stopped at a sudden thought. Elsa's words of 'Make yourself at home' were continuously ringing around in her head.
Maybe she is just trying to help…
I absolutely love writing about an awkward Elsa ;)
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