Chapter 15
"Elsa?" Anna's voice rang throughout the room as she appeared through the doorway – a living miracle before Elsa's eyes. The room continued to rock from Elsa's unwinding grip on control, but Anna showed no sign of fear as she rushed over to Elsa on the bed. She quickly wrapped her arms around Elsa's shaking body and said, "What's wrong, Elsa? Are you hurt?" She held the back of Elsa's head to cradle her against her shoulder.
As soon as Elsa felt sturdy arms steadying her, the ice crackling over the walls ceased and the room eventually came to a stilled calm.
Elsa didn't say anything, but she grasped onto Anna as if her life depended on it. She openly cried on Anna's shoulder. She wasn't sure if they were tears of relief or sadness - maybe both.
Anna soothingly rubbed her back. "Elsa? I'm here. What is it? Talk to me, please."
Elsa sniffled and softly said into the crook of Anna's neck, "I thought I lost you."
"I'm right here, Elsa. It's okay. I'm not going anywhere," Anna firmly spoke. "Did you have a bad dream?"
Elsa nodded, and hugged Anna's warm body tightly again, wanting to never let her go for even a second.
"You're shaking," Anna noticed, rubbed Elsa's arms, and embraced the blonde even tighter to try and calm her down. Anna brushed Elsa's bangs away from her forehead and kissed her right cheek while rubbing her thumb across the other cheek – quickly wiping away any falling tears. "Please, don't cry. I hate to see you cry, Elsa."
Elsa shut her eyes and focused on the warm body in her arms. Anna's still here. She wasn't taken away from me. Everything is okay.
Anna held Elsa's face in her hands and observed the girl before her with kind eyes. Elsa closed her eyes as Anna ran a hand through her hair. "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up, Elsa," Anna sadly said, while twirling a strand of Elsa's blonde hair around her index finger.
Elsa looked at Anna's guilt-riddled expression. "No, Anna. You don't have to apologize. I just overreacted... again."
Anna pushed Elsa's hair back. "No, I should have been here with you," Anna guiltily said, while she continued to mindlessly play with the ends of Elsa's hair. "I won't leave you again, Elsa," Anna firmly stated. Anna looked back towards the door. "Olaf had wandered off somewhere and I went out to search for him – I'm afraid he may be in trouble."
"Where did he go?" Elsa asked, and she let out a shaky breath she had been holding in for quite some time.
Anna shook her head. "I have no idea where he went," she replied in a sadden tone. "I walked a through the castle a bit to search for him, but all I found out was where all the guards had gone off to."
"You could have got hurt, Anna," Elsa said, her eyes swimming with fear.
"I can take care of myself, Elsa," Anna stated, and gave Elsa a confident smile.
"I know, Anna," Elsa softly replied, and dropped the subject. "Where did you find the guards?" Elsa said, truly wanting to know where the hell a whole staff of royal guards could have gone off to.
Anna sighed. "They were outside in front of the castle gawking and poking their swords at Sergei the snowman. All Sergei could do was curse and insult them since he's still legless, but there was no sign of Olaf anywhere outside," Anna explained, looking distraught over Olaf's disappearance. "I told the guards to return to their posts and even asked if any of them had seen any sign of Lady Alexandra, Hans, or Olaf, but no one saw any of them," Anna continued.
It's hard to find good help these days, Elsa thought. "What about that snowman, Sergei? Did you ask him?"
Anna raised her eyebrows. "I hadn't thought about that because I didn't feel comfortable around him."
"Why?" Elsa asked.
Anna looked down at her fingers and said, "He was saying some pretty obscene things to me… things a snowman shouldn't even know about." Anna's face turned red and her eyes reflected signs of having seen and heard terrible things like a soldier after a war.
"Wait, what?" Elsa said, clearly confused. "What did he say to you exactly?" She'd kill Sergei the snowman if she had to – even if the idea doesn't quite make logical sense, but nothing in Elsa's world followed logic anymore anyway.
"It doesn't matter," Anna shrugged. "He's just a snowman – although, a very strange one. All I can say is, he's nothing like Olaf," Anna replied, trying to brush off the topic.
"What did he say to you, Anna?" Elsa repeated, her bossy side starting to come out. How could she have mistakenly created such a weird snowman? Olaf was one thing, but a grumpy, perverted snowman was another. God, I must be so messed up in the head.
"He's just a harmless snowman," Anna stressed when Elsa got off the bed to change out of her outfit she had been wearing since the ball. No one, not even an animated snowman was going to talk to Anna in such a lewd manner – she'd make sure of that. I'm going to need to wear my ass-kicking dress for this, Elsa thought, but paused when she realized Anna was staring at her back. She couldn't change in front of Anna. Elsa began to grow extremely self-conscious as she stood in the middle of the room trying to think of a way to politely kick Anna out.
"Um, I need to change, Anna," Elsa muttered, and fidgeted in place.
"Okay," Anna simply said, but remained on the bed with no intention of moving.
"Um…" Elsa murmured.
"Don't tell me you're too shy to change in front of me?" Anna finally caught on.
"Well…" Elsa replied.
"Oh, come on, Elsa," Anna sighed, but Elsa stood still and didn't say anything.
"Fine. I promise I won't look," Anna stated, and raised her right hand as if swearing an oath.
Elsa watched as Anna took her hands and placed them over her eyes. "Okay, go ahead and change, Elsa," Anna said, with a small smirk tugging at the edge of her lips.
Elsa looked at Anna's smiling face with her eyes covered by her hands. Elsa waved a quick hand in front of Anna just to make extra sure. Anna didn't show any signs of being able to see.
Elsa turned to quickly pull off her pants and to unbutton her dress shirt. In a matter of seconds, she stood in her underwear and bra in the middle of the room, feeling exposed and vulnerable. She looked back over at Anna who was still sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes covered. Elsa turned to the wardrobe and cursed under her breath when she realized she was in Anna's room and none of her own clothes were there. Crap!
Elsa decided she had no choice but to put on her old outfit for now, but froze when she turned around to see Anna was now staring at her and leaning back with her hands on the bed – fully enjoying the show before her.
A full-on body blush spread like wildfire across Elsa's skin. Her knees locked in place and her first reaction was to put one of her arms across her chest and the other across her abdomen, but it did little to cover anything.
Anna was gawking at her with shining eyes and cheeks flushed with a tinge of pink. "Wow," Anna breathlessly said, and slid off the bed to make her way over to Elsa.
"A-Anna!" Was all Elsa could say as Anna stood before her and took in Elsa's scantily-clad body.
Elsa attempted to cover herself again with her arms, but was unsuccessful. "You promised you wouldn't look," Elsa mumbled, looking down to the floor like a sad puppy.
"Sorry, Elsa, but that's like asking me not to eat chocolate for a whole week," Anna replied, and giggled.
Elsa's arms roved all across her body to hide the parts she couldn't bear to show Anna in a fully-lit room.
Anna took her arms to pin them back down to her sides. "Don't Elsa, you're beautiful."
Elsa whimpered as she felt Anna's hot breath tickling her cold skin as she spoke. "I-I should just put on my clothes again and go to my room to change," Elsa said, and started to shuffle towards her pile of clothes.
"No, it's okay," Anna interjected, and stopped Elsa by grabbing her by the waist. "It's easier if I let you borrow one of my outfits."
"But— " Elsa started, but Anna ignored her.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Anna breathily said, her eyes roving over Elsa's flawless skin. "Hmm," Anna pondered, and grabbed Elsa's hand to lead her to her wardrobe. "Let's see if there's anything in here."
"Anna," Elsa groaned. "I can't wear your clothes. They might not fit me."
"Nonsense," Anna said, turning back around to get another eyeful of Elsa in her half-naked state. "We're about the same size. I'm sure I have something here for you." Anna rifled through her clothes until she found a thick light-blue, sweater with a goofy-looking snowman on the front. "This would look so cute on you, Elsa!" Anna squealed. "It looks just like Olaf! Come here, I'll put it on you," Anna beckoned with her finger.
Elsa blinked at the caricature snowman on the sweater and grimaced. "Is there anything else I can wear, Anna?"
"Nope, laundry day," Anna said, and smiled with the sweater splayed out in front of her. "I got this last Christmas and had been waiting to wear it for Christmas this year, but it'll look much cuter on you!"
Elsa took one last look at the sweater and at Anna's eager, smiling face. She'd wear the silly sweater if it meant it would make Anna happy – anything for the one you love.
"Fine," Elsa said, and dropped her tense shoulders. "I can put it on myself," Elsa suggested meekly, but Anna pretended not to hear her.
"Raise your arms please, Elsa," Anna demanded.
Elsa had no choice but to give in. She reached out towards the ceiling and Anna stared at the full exposure of Elsa's breasts right in front of her. Anna's mouth dropped open slightly as she whispered under her breath, "They're so beauti… fuller."
"What?" Elsa said.
"Nothing," Anna quickly replied, and pulled the sweater down over Elsa. Anna's fingers intentionally grazed down the length of Elsa's arms as she slid the sweater over her. Elsa tried not to shudder noticeably, but failed, causing Anna to smile at her little victory.
Once the sweater was on, Anna beamed and gushed at the sight of Elsa in a cute, Christmas-themed sweater. Anna smoothed down Elsa's hair and stood back to admire her handiwork.
"So adorable!" Anna commented. Elsa fidgeted in place while Anna continued to gush over the sight of Elsa in a snowman sweater. "You have such a nice body, Elsa," Anna suddenly complimented, and Elsa gulped.
"Thanks," she mumbled in response, but she was still in her underwear and uncomfortable as hell. "Pants?" Elsa shyly requested.
It took a while for Anna to respond as she was dazedly taking in the view of Elsa wearing only a sweater with her long legs exposed. Anna blushed, and said, "I don't think I have any pants, just dresses."
"What?" Elsa said, and shook her head as she started for the door. She knew Anna was lying and just wanted to torture her for a little while longer. "I'll just go grab something in my room."
Anna quickly followed. "I'll come too," Anna quickly said, and held onto Elsa's shoulders.
Elsa looked at Anna with a raised eyebrow. "Okay… but there's really nothing interesting about me going to get a pair of pants." Elsa said, and walked on ahead with Anna trailing closely behind – offering her a good view of Elsa's backside.
Anna stared as Elsa walked in front of her and she blushed. Anna quietly said, "Oh, it's very interesting." She cocked her head and smiled.
Elsa turned around to see Anna with a hungry look in her eyes as she bit her lip. She quickly perked up and pretended not to be staring – pretending to show interest in the ceiling above her instead. "Who knew we had floral paneling up there?" Anna tried to cover up.
"Were you… checking me out?" Elsa had to ask.
Anna looked at Elsa and said, "No?"
Elsa gave Anna a disbelieving look and said with a stern tone, "Anna, I know you're lying."
"There's that sassy side again," Anna teased, enclosing the space between them and once again taking the reins in being the aggressor. "I just might go crazy if you continue acting so… aggressive, and in your underwear too." Anna pointed out as she looked down and so did Elsa. Elsa quickly placed her hands over the center of her legs and Anna laughed.
"Can you be any cuter?" Anna commented. She closed in towards Elsa while licking her bottom lip and Elsa suddenly felt her underwear grow cold from her own touch. What the hell? Before she could stop herself, Elsa had unintentionally frozen her underwear and thus freezing it to her skin. She swiftly pulled her hands away and attempted to pull down the sides, but the fabric was stuck to her skin like glue.
"Geez, Elsa, you want to do something right here, right now?" Anna breathed out, fanning herself and mistaking Elsa's frantic attempt to take off her underwear as sexual frustration. "Okay, if you insist," Anna mischievously said, and stepped forward.
"N-no, it's- I think I froze my underwear to my skin!" Elsa cried out. She continued to desperately try to peel off her iced-over panty, but it was completely sealed onto her skin like an extra layer.
Anna's eyes widened and she placed a hand over her mouth to keep herself from laughing out loud. "Oh. My. God."