Daughters of the Snow

Anna ran away after hers and Elsa's accident and was taken in by a jolly snowman. What happens when Anna still five-years-old and living with Olaf, meets her now 21-year-old sister, now the queen of Arendelle and living in an ice palace? Kristanna & Jelsa. Anolaf friendship. Jelsans? You've come to the right place.

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Daughters of the Snow

Anna had stocked up enough food to last her a few days, but shortly after she'd finished every chocolate bar in the bag she found herself getting hungry. She was in the middle of a forest and she couldn't risk going into town to buy snacks - the man might get her. For all she knew, he lived next door. So, she begged Olaf, even though she knew he couldn't provide her with food.

"I'm hungry," Anna moaned for the thousandth time, twisting and turning in the bed of pine-needles Olaf had made her. It had been days since Anna's last meal, and it wasn't like she was good at rationing.

Night was beginning to fall. Dark gray clouds hid the moon from view. There was nearly no light. And Olaf was freaking out.

"Um..." He frantically looked around for some food. Olaf grabbed a handful of snow and molded it into the shape of an ice cream sundae. "Here you go!" he passed it to her.

Anna wailed, tears streaming her face again. She crossed her arms and made her pouty-face, as she always did when she was frustrated. "No, Olaf! I can't eat snow!"

"Oh...what am I gonna do?" Olaf put his stick-hands on his head, trying to think, but his mind was blurry. He'd never known how to take care of a child in his life; and now he had one. Sometimes he wished he didn't agree to things so quickly, even if Anna was so much fun to be around.

"I know!" Olaf shouted. "Wait here, Anna! I'm going to the village to buy food!" He started toward the cave, but Anna called, "Olaf!"

"Yeah?" He turned around.

Anna got up, despite her faintness, and swept the bedsheet around Olaf's body, so it fit him like a cloak. "Wear this."

"Okay," Olaf said, nodding, as Anna stumbled back into her pine-needle bed.

Just as he was leaving the cave, he realized he didn't have any money at all.

"Do you happen to have any money, Anna?" Olaf asked, turning around.

"No," Anna said, looking worried.

"Well, then...I guess I'll just have to go out and find some!" said Olaf. He turned back around and started walking toward the village.

"Bye, Olaf," Anna whispered weakly, trying to lift her hand and wave, but she was too faint. She was only five years old, after all. Her eyes shut, emphasizing her fringed lashes, and soon she was asleep.

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"Anna! Guess what? This man saw me and I told him I needed food, and gave me some money, and I brought dried meat and..." Olaf dropped the package of food in his hands and stared open-mouthed at the blank space on the pile of pine needles.

Anna's bed was empty.

Yeah, man! This is a cliffhanger! It's short, though-

Updates are going to be irregular, as I'm going to start another story...mainly about Jelsa fluff...gosh, I absolutely LOVE Young Anna and older Elsa :))

-YieuHGL