A/N: Here's a little Kristanna! I tried to make them seem as much like themselves as possible. Sorry if it's a bit OC(besides the cursing, but it's a chance I'm willing to take in order to make it a little more mature), but I'm still learning the ropes of fanfiction! Hope y'all enjoy it!

-Dee

Chapter 3

"She's overreacting." Kristoff said while offering carrot to Sven.

"No she's not!" Anna insisted.

"Of course she is, and you know it!" He took long strides out the stable doors, Anna following him at his side, barely keeping up.

"She's reacting totally normal…ly…" Anna worked out the sentence in her head before correcting herself, "She's reacting normally!"

"She had nightmares for two nights and woke up in a sweat over a small uprising. Extra emphasis on the small."

"Listen," Anna stopped in her place, her left hand holding on to her right arm, "this is Elsa's first big…thing. And I hate to see her worked up. That's all I'm saying."

"All due respect here, Anna, really. But all I'm saying it's no big deal." Kristoff shrugged.

Anna tensed, and Kristoff sensed her uneasiness, so he explained further, "She's a queen, with icy powers! Besides, she's been through hell and back more than once. But what I'm saying is that Elsa shouldn't be the one worrying. It should be them."

"Really?" Anna's eyes lit up.

"Really. And you can quote me on that." Kristoff joked.

"That means a lot, Kristoff. I mean, everyone's always doubting Elsa because of what happened, but I find it really nice to hear that someone takes her seriously and knows what she capable of and-"

"Anna?" Kristoff stepped closer to her, a silly grin on his face.

"Yeah?"

"Will you please stop talking so I can kiss you?"

A wide smile spread across her face, her cheeks turned a bright red, and her eyes glimmered and shined.
Kristoff's lips found hers with the same sweetness and gentleness they were enriched with the day they kissed for the first time. His fingers tangled through her hair, and her palms caressed his cheeks. They continued to move their lips in harmony for a long time. They didn't know how long they kissed. It was perfect.

Anna pulled away first, "You know, you don't have to ask to kiss me anymore."

"Note taken." He learned in to touch his lips to hers again, until Kristoff noticed Olaf behind Anna, covering his eyes.

He pulled away from Anna and scrunched his eyebrows, "Olaf? What are you doing?"

"Oh, hey guys! I just wanted to show you guys some flowers I picked for you. Or course I gave one to Sven, but he ate it." Olaf blinked a couple of times, "Anyways! Here are some daisies!"

"Oh, thanks Olaf." Anna giggled, wiggling out of Kristoff's grip on her hips, which she tried not to focus on for too long.

"Thanks, pal." Kristoff said as he stuff into his shirt pocket.
Anna fiddled with hers because she didn't know what to do with it.

"Uh…here!" With Olaf still watching, Kristoff took the stem in his hands, and tucked it behind Anna's ear. Anna turned a deep shade of cherry.

"I better go. It's lunchtime and I promised Elsa I would make her a sandwich." Anna told them before spinning off into the castle doors.
Kristoff turned to Olaf. He was still watching Anna, and his mouth seemed to be hanging by a thread.

"Did you forget how to close your mouth or something, Olaf?"
Olaf stood there, not moving a speck of snow.

"Olaf?" Kristoff got down on one knee and waved a hand in Olaf's face. A moment later, Olaf jumped 3 feet in the air.

"You're gonna marry Anna! You're gonna marry Anna! You're in love, you're in love, you're in love!" He sang, and all horses in the stable turned to look at the snowman.
Sven dashed over, hearing Olaf's voice, and tried to snatch the carrot Olaf called a nose.

"Hey, hey, hey," Kristoff sighed, "Olaf." He tried to get Olaf's attention by grabbing his arm, but it just slid out of its socket. Kristoff gave Sven a disapproving look, and Sven grinned mischievously at Kristoff's frustration. He looked back to Olaf, who was parading around, now humming to the beat of his made up song.

"Olaf!" He yelled, creating a quaking echo.
Olaf turned to face Kristoff, a wide grin on his face.

"Keep it down, she can't know. Not yet." He whispered. Looking around the courtyard, the people didn't seem to notice, probably out of respect, which Kristoff appreciated.

"You want me to keep it a secret?" Olaf plucked his dislocated arm out of Kristoff's hands..

Kristoff sighed, "Yes…please."

"Sounds good to me. Come on Sven," Sven's ears perked up at his own name, "Let's go look around the kingdom for some carrots!" Olaf danced, probably because Olaf was just happy all the time, that's who he was.

But Kristoff thought it might have been a little bit of something else, too. And thinking about taking Anna as his bride made him want to dance, too.