Chapter 8 - Take Me Out
The next evening, Anna walked down to the secret spot on the beach, a smile on her face. She had gotten a pair of earrings for Elsa as a gift, and she wanted to surprise her with them. She dove into the water, earrings in hand, and started looking for her now-girlfriend.
"Elsie, where are you?" she cooed, calling to Elsa as if she were her pet.
She soon rose to the surface to catch her breath. "Where could she be?" she muttered to herself.
Just then, she felt something grab her foot and pull her underwater. She opened her mouth to cry out, but quickly closed it once she was under. She looked around to see what had grabbed her, and saw Elsa floating beside her, giggling. "Scared you, didn't I?" the mermaid teased.
"Elsa!" Anna cried, playfully. "You big stinker."
Elsa laughed. "I wanted to surprise you, sweetie." She then gave Anna a kiss on the cheek.
"Funny," Anna said, going back up for air. "I wanted to surprise you too." She handed Elsa the earrings, which were shaped like starfish. "You said that merpeople exchange gifts, so...I got these for you."
Elsa's eyes widened as she saw the earrings. "Wow... these are beautiful." She clipped them to her ears. "And they feel so light on my ears." She gazed at Anna with love. "Thank you, Anna."
"You're welcome," Anna replied. "By the way, I was wondering if you wanted to come back to my condo for dinner."
"Are you... asking me out?"
"Well, I guess so..." Anna admitted. "Consider this our first true date."
Elsa giggled. "I'll have to wear something nice for it then."
"No, you don't have to," Anna said. "We're just going to my place; you don't have to dress up."
"No, you said it yourself. This is our true first date," Elsa stated. "I'd hate to just show up in my sarong."
Anna smiled. "Alright, Elsa. I'll see you tonight then." She headed out of the water, blowing the mermaid a kiss.
Elsa caught the kiss with her hand, smiling. "I love you!" she called to Anna.
"I love you too," Anna called back.
Anna blushed softly as she walked into her condo, sighing dreamily. She was a teenage girl in love and she knew it. She smiled, touching the shell on the necklace Elsa had given her. "Tonight's gonna be perfect," she said to herself. "I just know it."
xXx
A few hours later, Elsa rose up from the water, striding onto the beach. As she did so, a golden glow from the water wrapped around her body, creating a sparkly blue dress for her to wear.
Anna stood outside her condo to await Elsa, her mouth opening in awe as she witnessed this. "Holy shit..."
"I did say I wanted to dress up for you," the mermaid replied, smiling at her.
"I know, but this..." Anna's voice trailed off. For the first time in her life, she was utterly speechless.
Elsa took her hands. "So, I believe the human custom is for you let your lover inside?"
"Oh, oh, right," Anna nodded quickly, opening the door for Elsa.
Elsa walked inside, sitting down on the couch. "So, what's the plan for dinner?"
Anna cleared her throat. "Well, madame of the sea," she replied in the best French accent she could manage, "I intend to cook you something from my culture."
Elsa giggled. "What kind of voice was that?"
"A poor attempt at French," Anna explained.
"French?" Elsa raised an eyebrow.
"Another part of the world," Anna told her. "It's a very romantic place. Gosh, you'd love it, Elsa. It's so pretty at night, and I hear the waters are crystal clear."
"They can't be more beautiful than the waters here," Elsa said. "And certainly not as beautiful as you."
The human girl blushed. "Oh, you."
Elsa felt her dress. "I can't believe this turned out so well. I've never turned water into clothing before."
"I didn't know you could turn water into clothing," Anna remarked.
"I remember my mother showing me how to do it when I was young." She smiled. "You know, Moana once told me she thinks I have a..." She paused, trying to think of the right word. "A...photographic memory, I think."
"Punzie has that too," Anna added.
"Oh, yes, I remember Cass saying something about that." Elsa giggled.
"I love your laugh," Anna then admitted. "God, I love everything about you, Elsa."
Elsa blushed. "And I love everything about you, Anna."
Anna smiled, turning on the stove. "What are you making?" Elsa inquired.
"A delicacy from my homeland of Georgia," Anna replied. "Fried chicken!"
"Oooh, sounds delicious!" Elsa responded, licking her lips.
Anna put the raw chicken breast into the skillet, checking the recipe she had pulled up on her phone. "Okay, let's see," she mumbled. "Up next, we toss some flour on this mother."
"Anna!" Elsa exclaimed. "Please don't cook that creature. I don't want its babies to be without a mother."
Anna chuckled. "It's a figure of speech, Els. Don't get your fins in a knot."
Elsa sighed. "I'm sorry," she apologised in a small voice. "I care a lot about other creatures."
"I know. I do too." Anna smiled. "But there's one creature I care about more than any other."
Elsa blushed. "You've gotten very good at flirting with me since we got together."
"I do my best." Anna looked at her phone. "Okay, flour's on there. Now for...one egg." She picked up an egg that she'd laid on the countertop, cracking it and putting it in the skillet with the chicken. She hoped that her high school cooking class had left a good impression on her, because she was desperate not to screw things up for Elsa.
"Is it going well over there?" Elsa asked.
"Oh it's going perfectly fine," Anna replied. "Just gotta roll up the breadcrumbs."
"Breadcrumbs?"
"Yeah, you gotta roll up chicken in the breadcrumbs," Anna told her. "and then that gets mixed in with the egg and poof, instant fried chicken."
Elsa shrugged. "I'll take your word for it."
After Anna had prepared the piece of chicken to be cooked, she then laid them out on a tray and placed them into the oven. "There, now give that a few minutes and hey, hey, it's eating time."
"All right," Elsa said, smiling. "Thanks for cooking for us."
"You did it for me, sweetie, now I'll do it for you." Anna then booped Elsa on the nose.
The mermaid giggled. "My mother used to do that to me."
"So did mine," Anna remarked. "Small world, huh?"
"I'm surprised we're not long-lost sisters," Elsa laughed. "We're so similar."
Anna giggled. "You know, there's something I haven't shown you that you need to see."
"What's that?" Elsa inquired.
Anna went up to her bedroom, returning with her laptop. "The internet!"
"The what?" Elsa's eyebrow raised up. "Is that for catching some sort of fish?"
"No, no, not that kind of net," Anna explained. "Here, let me show you."
She opened up YouTube, and Elsa's eyes widened. "Whoa, who's that?" she asked, pointing to a thumbnail of a video.
Anna giggled. "That's Mario. He's a famous video game character. But I think what you'll really want to see...is this." She clicked on a thumbnail, and a compilation of famous cat videos started playing.
Elsa's squealed in delight. "These are adorable! Can you have these creatures as pets?"
"Yeah, they're called cats," Anna replied. "My uncle had one that used to curl up on my lap all the time."
"Cats? That's funny. I saw a catfish once. It didn't look anything like this."
Anna giggled. "I better go see how the chicken is doing."
Anna looked inside the oven, and her eyes widened in panic. The chicken was burned beyond recognition. "What the fuck?!" she muttered. She looked at the oven display. "I set the temperature wrong! Oh, fuck oh shit oh fuck fuck fuck FUCKING FUCK FUCK!" She threw on her oven mitts, opened the oven, and grabbed the chicken, tossing it onto the stovetop.
Elsa looked away from the laptop screen. "Is everything okay, Anna?"
"Um...yeah, everything's cool!" Anna replied. "N-no worries, Elsa!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, it's all good! Just, uh, keep watching the cat videos." She then looked at the burnt chicken lying before her. "God fucking dammit," she whispered to herself.
Elsa continued to watch the cat videos, laughing at the one she was currently watching. "Hahah! That cat wouldn't let go of the bread."
Anna looked over at Elsa, then back at the chicken. This was the worst possible way that this dinner could have gone. "What am I gonna do?" she whispered to herself.
She then stared at her phone on the table. "Well, what Elsa doesn't know won't hurt her." She picked up her phone and a brochure for nearby restaurants, then snuck into the bathroom.
Elsa noticed Anna darting into the bathroom. "Anna?" She got up and walked to the door. "Anna, is something the matter?"
"Nooo, no, it's okay...just gotta do...a thing. I'll be back out in a sec!"
Once Anna was gone, Elsa returned to the couch. "I just hope she's okay," she said.
Inside the bathroom, Anna quickly dialed the number of the nearest fast food joint into her phone. She sighed. "Hey, is this Rocky's Chicken Shack? Can I place a takeout order?"
"Uhhh, sure," the voice in the receiver replied. "What would you like, Miss?"
"I just need enough chicken to feed myself and my girlfriend. Nothing spicy, please."
"Of course, Miss. That'll be $14.49. Would you like fries with that?"
"Yes, please. And can you put that good seasoning stuff on them?"
"Of course, Miss. We'll have it there in ten minutes."
"Thank you!" Anna chirped, before turning off the phone. "Now, if Elsa hasn't seen the burned remains of my cooking, this date is saved."
Anna opened the bathroom door, but before she could step out, she froze. Elsa was standing in the kitchen...looking directly at the charred remnants of Anna's attempt at cooking,
"Oh crapbaskets," Anna muttered.
Elsa turned and looked at Anna. "Anna...what happened to the food?"
"Well..." Anna whistled. "Mmm, nice smell out there."
Elsa put her hands on her hips and repeated, "Anna, what happened?"
Anna sighed. "I'm sorry Elsa. I screwed up the food. It exploded in the oven... but I'm fixing it. I've ordered what we humans call 'takeout'."
Elsa nodded. "I know what that is. Moana's shared some with me."
"So... do you forgive me?" Anna looked at Elsa with puppy eyes.
Elsa smiled. "Why should I? You haven't done anything bad."
Anna's eyes lit up. She then darted forward and embraced Elsa tightly, hugging the beautiful mer-girl in her sparkly water dress.
Elsa hugged back. "It's okay, Anna. Everyone makes mistakes."
xXx
"Mmmmm," Elsa sighed in delight as she dipped a fry in some ketchup and tasted it. "So delicious."
"I know, right?" Anna said, taking a bite of chicken. "Rocky's makes the best fried chicken."
Elsa smiled. "Thanks again for doing dinner tonight...even if you did have a little screwup."
"I'm just glad I got to spend time with you again," Anna replied, snuggling up beside Elsa.
"Is that ketchup getting on your dress?"
"No, water clothes can't get dirty," Elsa replied. "It's one of the perks of dressing this way."
"Really? Note to self: see if I can get me some of those."
"I could make you some quite easily," Elsa told her. "It's just like me giving you gills, although you'd need to be in water for the clothes to fully form."
Anna smiled. "I can live with that."
Elsa then had an idea. "Why don't we go out to the beach and I'll make you one?"
Anna's eyes widened. "You'd really do that?"
Elsa nodded, helping Anna up. "Of course. Now come on."
They walked hand in hand to the beach. Anna stripped to her underwear, then stepped into the water. "God, that's cold."
"You didn't mind it the night we met," Elsa reminded her.
"Yeah, because I was scared you'd ran off," Anna replied. "I mean...you were a rather captivating woman."
"And I was just shocked to see you again after so long," Elsa remarked.
Anna stood up the water. "Alright, Elsa. Do your thing!"
"Careful," Elsa warned her. "This might tickle more than the gills." She knelt down in the water and placed her hands under the surface, a wave of golden magic travelling from them. The magic then split into strands of golden light, causing the water the sparkle and reach out of the water, wrapping around Anna's body and hugging her form tightly.
Anna's eyes widened as the light faded and her new dress was revealed: a sparkly gown like Elsa's, only hers had long sleeves. "It's... beautiful."
Elsa smiled. "Not half as much as the girl wearing it."
Anna blushed. "No, you're the beautiful girl here, Elsa."
Anna walked towards Elsa, placing her hands on the mermaid's hips.
Elsa gazed into Anna's eyes. "Anna...there's something I've been meaning to ask you about."
"And what might that be?" Anna inquired.
Elsa blushed. "When we were young, you told me how your parents would kiss each other on the lips. My question is...will you do that to me?"
"Y-you want me to kiss you?" Anna's eyes widened. "Well... I've never kissed anyone on the lips before."
"Neither have I," Elsa replied. "But there's a first time for everything, right?"
Anna nodded. "Yeah, I guess so." She closed her eyes. "Just... be gentle, please?"
"I will," Elsa promised. She leaned closer to Anna, her own eyes closing. Then, after what felt like an eternity, the mermaid's lips finally met the human's.
Fireworks went off inside of Anna's mind. She had never known that a kiss could feel like this. Elsa's lips were soft, moist, and slightly salty; it felt like she was being kissed by the ocean itself.
Anna held her hands around Elsa, not wanting Elsa's lips to pull away, not for as long as she was still drawing breath.
Elsa embraced Anna as well, holding her love close. She finally pulled away, gazing into Anna's eyes. "By Poseidon's beard..."
"That was..." Anna tried to find the words. "God, I don't know what that was."
"That was a kiss, Anna," Elsa told her. "And not just any kiss. It was your first kiss."
"And yours too," Anna reminded her.
Elsa looked into Anna's eyes and smiled. "Would you like another kiss?"
Anna nodded. "Yes, please. But before we do, there's something I want to say."
"And that is?"
She smiled. "I love you, Elsa. With all of my heart."
Elsa grabbed Anna by the shoulders. "I love you too, Anna." She pulled Anna close and gave her a passionate, loving kiss.
Anna smiled into the kiss. As far as she was concerned, time could stop right then and there. Rapunzel had been right about one thing: Anna had finally found her soulmate.
xXx
Author's note: Well, I think that date went well, don't you all agree? Now, hopefully, things turn out well for them...
Also, Matty and Me don't know how fried chicken works, so if anyone bitches about it not being accurate in the comments, I'm sorry, but my writing partner and I don't know shit about fried chicken, aside from the fact you get it from KFC
See ya next time!
