Elsa and Olaf were definitely angry, that much could be seen. Everyone in the coffee shop had their eyes on the heated argument going on outside. Especially Anna whom was half tempted to go and stop the madness going on outside from occurring. Olaf had stepped in front of his sister, almost as if protecting her, and Elsa was snarling. Literally snarling. While their parents stood proper not losing their grip on the situation. They only look as if they were scalding their children but by the look on Olaf and Elsa's faces it was apparent it was much more than a simple correction of their behavior. At this point some of Olaf's shouting could be heard from inside the building, the cheery cashier that had greeted Anna and Kristoff earlier was frowning. She too was staring at the argument and Anna was concerned she was going to call the cops. Kristoff glanced at Anna every once and awhile, a concerned look displayed on his features. Anna honestly had not a single clue what was going on and honestly she was a bit frightened.
The shop when silent when Olaf began shouting again.
"A little help?!" The man shouted at his parents Elsa's stature hardening as she stood taller. Anna swallowed. Seriously whats going on? "What are you gonna do? Lock me up like you fucking did to Elsa?" He had shouted once more the look on Elsa's face filled with pain. Locked her up?
Kristoff turned to Anna, the most genuine state of confusion displayed on his face. "Whats going on?" He asked his voice echoing through the silent room.
"I-I wish I knew." Anna replied.
"Someone needs to do something!" Someone shouted. "What if they start getting more violent?" Another replied. "Call the police!" A voice from the front of the room said. Anna shook her head, was there really a need for that? The mindless thoughts of the people around the café was once again silenced by the sound of a 'ding' as Olaf pushed through the door, his face tinted red and his teeth barred. Seriously, what the heck? Anna was entirely confused just as everyone else around her. The man stomped over to the table and sat down with a grunt. Kristoff was the first to try to say something but Olaf beat him to it.
"Everything is fine. Enjoy the rest of your day!" Her exclaimed throwing his hands into the air and groaning.
"O-Olaf, is Elsa okay?" The red-head asked, Olaf looking as if he'd like to kill someone at the moment.
"Fucking perfect." He snapped. "Any other questions?" He sighed and pushed a hand through his messy hair, Anna winced and the particularly offending word. Guess it just runs in the family? Once Olaf had composed himself he returned to his normal smiley self. "Sorry for snapping at you guys like that. Just got a little angry." He explained Kristoff and Anna nodding. There attention was turned to Elsa at the moment as she kept her cool a lot better than her brother, her posture straight her hands at her sides as she tried to settle whatever disagreement was going on. What Anna was not expecting was for Elsa's father to grab her by the jaw, she also wasnt expecting her self to feel a bolt of adrenaline course through her veins as she jumped up from the table and made a run for the door only to have Olaf grab her wrist before she could actually reach it.
"Let. Me. Go." Anna declared trying to get out of Elsa's younger bother's grip.
"Not a good idea." Olaf stated seriousness in his eyes, the café going silent yet again at the sight of Elsa outside. Her father let her go and Elsa grit her teeth, hurt and anger filled her eyes. Anna's heart stoped with Elsa's next words.
"Dont fucking touch me." She growled, her words were so distinct and clear they could hear them inside the small shop. "I'm not eleven anymore, you don't get to push me around." Anna swore she stopped breathing, feeling even. Push her around? What could that possibly mean? Anna closed her eyes and swallowed. You know exactly what that means.
Olaf let go of Anna's arm at that moment and glared at everyone in the small shop. "Sit down, Anna." He commanded pointing to her seat. The shop adverted their gaze to Olaf when he cleared his throat rather loudly. "None of you heard that." He growled his demeanor once again angry as he trudged over to his seat. The minute he sat back down Elsa stormed in the shop throwing her keys on the table.
"Lets go." She said Anna looking up at her an eyebrow raised. Seriously what is going on?
"Where are you going Elsa?" Anna asked but getting no reply back as the blonde walked out the door. Anna sighed, yet again feeling a bit rejected.
Vibrations of the monstrous machine pulsed through her hands and the blonde smiled, the first cut was always the best. She pressed the blade into the wood slowly, before jerking it to the left marking where she would cut pieces out. She mirrored the markings on the other side before cutting a wedge from the wood and pushing it out-of-the-way with the chainsaw itself. Elsa was aware the chainsaw could kick in and cause some major issues but that's never stopped her anyway. She pushed the chainsaw into the left side of the log she was carving and slowly moved it forward untill she cut through the piece, she did just the same on the other side before cutting from the top and down the chunks of wood falling completely off. She rested only a moment before going back to carving, jerking the chainsaw dangerously trying to make intricate carvings into the wood and smiling when the occasional piece of wood would fly out at her, she'd turn her head just in time for it to fly past her.
Her hands were growing tedious and the vibration of the chainsaw began to make them go numb, she didn't mind though in the end it was worth it. The final product never failed to amaze her. It was almost as if another person was doing the carving for her, like she was just providing them with a body to do so. Elsa loved that she had this ability to do this sort of thing, carve intricate patterns into wood and sometimes even ice. It was a natural ability that she had, even so from the day she first tried it. Once again though no one really understood why she did it, except her brother who himself had been there when Elsa did her first carving. Though at the time of course she wasnt using a chainsaw but she did wield a knife which she intern had used to make her very first snowflake out of a small piece of lumber she had found. Olaf was there watching as she carved tiny patterns in the wood with the knife just as he was now standing in the corner of their dimly lit basement watching his older sister hack away at the log she was using.
The wonder that filled his eye was childlike almost and it made Elsa feel just the same. He too never understood how his sister had this ability but he loved it anyway, from day one he questioned her his exact words being 'Elsa! Are you magic?' and Elsa only smiled and would reply 'I dunno Olaf, if a knife is a wand then I guess I am.' To this day Olaf was still amazed by his sisters works. The intricate snowflakes, the snowmen, the stars, or even the bears she would occasionally carve were astounding to watch her make. Even though the act of chainsaw art was rather loud, neither the blonde or the brunette minded it the art was far to memorizing to be discouraged just because it was a little 'loud'.
Though Elsa's parents disagreed. The first time Elsa carved was when she was eight and little Olaf was merely three. When Elsa was younger her parents would take her to fairs, and at one point there was in fact a man who was carving things out of wood. Elsa had fallen in love with his work the moment she saw him work with wood.
She can still remember sitting front row, the occasional woodchips flying off stage and hitting her, the chainsaw revving in her ears, and she wore a grin through it all. It only grew bigger when the man turned an smiled back at her, Elsa, had picked up a pretty big chunk of wood off of the ground and was examining it. It used to be part of the wood untill the man had cut through it like butter. He was just about to end the show when he pulled his stage manager to the side and pointed directly at the blonde. There were puzzling looks in the crowd when he jumped off the stage and walked straight up to Elsa. She was smiling with admiration when he held his hand out for her to shake.
"Howdy." He said his southern accent thick and he was dressed just as you expected, button up red and black plaid flannel, thick sawdust covered jeans that led to his worn tan hiking boots, he smelled of pine and the woods and Elsa loved him.
"H-hi." she said shaking his hand, which was rather large compared to hers.
"What cha' got there?" He asked gesturing to the relatively large piece of wood in the blonde's hands, she shrugged.
"Wood, I guess." She replied and he smiled warmly.
"Can I see it?" He asked and Elsa didn't hesitate to put it in his hands. He gave her a pat on the back and said. "Wait here, okay?" Elsa nodded and her parents smiled. Before she knew it he was back on stage cutting into the chunk Elsa had given him with intricate detail. When he did come back he placed the most beautiful looking thing Elsa had ever seen in her hands. It was a snowflake so in-depth in detail that Elsa could have cried.
"T-thank you!" Elsa exclaimed her eyes a bit watery, this was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to her.
"What's your name?" He asked his smile wide.
"Elsa, Elsa Delle." She said looking into the mans warm brown eyes. Elsa didn't believe that this man had an evil bone in his body whether he knew how to wield a chainsaw or not.
"Well Elsa, I'm Pabbie." He said. "When you look at this snowflake I want you to remember one thing okay?" Elsa nodded, the crowd was silent intent on listening to what was happening between the two. "Your feelings will only grow from here, there is beauty in it, but there is also danger, you must learn to control how you feel, people will be your enemy." Elsa nodded, though she wasnt sure on what Pabbie meant she smiled anyways opening her arms to offer the man a hug which he accepted with a grin.
That day Elsa went home and carved for the first time, that was also the day she realized she wasnt into the whole 'date a guy' subject.
Elsa smiled at her finished piece of work watching her younger brother marvel over the very clear depiction of an eagle. The tall man let out a whistle and raised an eyebrow at his sister.
"Seriously Els, I think there's somethin' magical going on here." He said, Elsa rolled her eyes at him.
"What do you mean, Olaf?" She asked pulling her safety glasses off her face and sliding on her actual glasses.
"Are you like some sorta' wood wizard and you never told me, sis?" He ask running his fingers over the feather designs. "Not to mention the fact you're a pyromaniac." He chuckled and Elsa slid off her thick gloves grinning at her brother.
"I told you, I only use the blowtorch to shade the wood." She mumbled shaking the wood chips out of her hair and dusting the sawdust off of her pants.
"Yea and I only use a microwave to beat turkeys." Olaf said sarcastically and Elsa shot him a look of confusion, she opened her mouth to speak but he held up a hand to silence her. "Don't ask." He said still viewing over his sisters handy work. Elsa simply shook her head and placed her safety glasses and gloves back in their appropriate spots.
Elsa was a very organised person, she'd always been. When they'd first moved into their humble house Elsa immediately claimed the basement as hers and had used it for her wood carving purposes only. She'd lined three of the walls with heavy-duty shelves and the other wall was where she lined all her finished works. In the center of the room stood an elevated platform in which held the wood Elsa would carve. The only wood she'd ever use was from Bjorgman Lumber Industry, they were a local name but they only sold the highest quality of lumber. Besides that no other logging industrys around their place delivered.
Olaf peeks an eye out from behind Elsa's newest creation and a smile creeps onto his lips. "Els?" He asks.
"Mm?" Elsa says her back turned to him as she drinks in the details of her previous works.
"C-could you teach me?" He says a bit warily, his sister really wasnt one for the whole 'family bonding' thing. She prefered to keep to herself and though it was very apparent that she most definitely cared for her little brother, sometimes he wishes he was more involved in what she did for a hobby. Elsa turned to her brother slowly.
"Really?" She asked, he wasnt sure if it was intended to sound mean but to his ears it did.
"Uh, yea if you didn't mind." He scratched the back of his neck as he spoke. "B-but if you've got like plans or something I understand you're a busy person." He glanced up at his sister briefly but quickly turned his gaze to the ground. "I just wanted to, I don't know, be more involved in what you really like to do." When he glanced up Elsa was wearing the biggest smile he'd seen from her in a while.
"Yea!" She exclaimed. "Uh, just-" She pointed to a shelf that was filled with knives. "Pick one. Were going to start off small." She declared picking up two chunks of wood she had chopped off of her final piece and handing one to her brother.
"Any recommendations?" He asked looking over Elsa's small collection of knives.
"One that you think will be the least easiest for you to stab yourself with." She grinned and Olaf did too.
Anna sighed as she sat herself down on a stack of lumber Kristoff was transporting wood from. She's bored, had nothing to do today and she had decided to go see Kristoff at work. Normally the man complained about only having Sven; his st. bernard , to keep him company. So Anna decided to pay a visit to Bjorgman Lumber Industry, the place where Kristoff and his bigger then usual family worked. This place amazed Anna, the large machinery, heavy equipment, and giant saws wern't at all threatening to her. In fact they were breath-taking.
The hum of saws and the smell of saw dust surrounded her, it reminded her of home and she smiled sourly. Home. She hadn't seen her parents since she was nineteen, they lived only a few hours away but Anna had never really made time for them. And that's your fault. Her dad worked in the lumber business he'd come home every night smelling like wood, these memories left a pang of guilt in Anna's heart. She really did want to spent time with them, she just didn't ever have time. Why is it that every time you want to plan something special there's never time? Its like the universe wants me to hate it or something. Anna groans and phases a hand through her hair, Kristoff glances up at her for a moment before lifting a pile of wood up.
"Hows your leg?" He asks casually looking at her right leg expectantly, she sighs and looks down at it to. He's referring to the days when she ran eight miles just for fun, the days when she actually still did track. When she was in highschool Anna was the best on her track team, she'd won nationals once and had more stamina than anyone ever should, she had gotten so many scholarship offers.
Till she took that nasty fall of course.
Due to her natural clummsiness Anna had slipped on the track in the middle of a race, and to make matters worse she didn't even know she'd broke it. So when she stood up she didn't even pay attention to the odd angle her foot was facing, she jus kept going. Yes, of course it hurt. Yes she should have just stopped when she realized it was broke. She didnt though she kept going and even though she took fourth place due to the slip she was the one getting praised. People were actually praising her for being the idiot who had fallen. They were praising her for finishing a race with a broken leg. She couldn't understand how stupidity deserved praise but that's what she got, and she hated it. She hadn't ran since.
She sighed and looked back up at Kristoff, she broke it nearly three years ago but it still hurt sometimes. Splitting pains and aches that were soothed with heat and lots of Tylenol. Though she wasnt entirely sure why her leg hurt a lot of the time she'd just always figured it was just the fact she'd broken it before. Kristoff advised that she go to the ER before but she refused blaming it on the break that happened years ago.
"Fine." She replied pushing herself off of the lumber pile she was sitting on and she returned her focus to her friend. "It's always sore, you know that." The blonde nodded, pulling his phone from his pocket and checking the time.
"Alright well I've got lunch Anna so..." The red-head nodded and fished her keys out of her purse.
"I'll see you later then, Kristoff?" Anna asks twirling her car keys on her finger. The man lifts a stack off wood onto his right shoulder and he turns to her and smiles warmly.
"You bet your red hair you will!" He cheers happily. He really appreciated Anna coming today, the only company he usually has is Sven and he can't really carry on a conversation very well without Kristoff doing it for him. He lifts the pile higher and sets it on the back of Sven's cart before he barks and takes off to deliver the stack to the other side of the plant. Sure he could use a forklift but Sven was faster and he actually enjoyed what he did. Anna held her arms open asking for a hug to which Kristoff complied.
Anna escorted herself to her car, frowning when she noticed the greyish clouds forming overhead. They had said nothing about rain today.
Then again Anna didn't really watch the news...
The slow but constant taps of rain on the windshield of Anna's worn out old vehicle play in tune with the song that's on. It's awfully soothing and distracting at the same time. The rain started not five minutes after she left Kristoff. She felt relatively content, as long as she didn't think about Elsa she usually was.
For the first time yesterday Anna had realized she knew nothing about the girl. She knew nothing about her in general except for the fact she didn't have to work because her parents were pretty much rich. Elsa didn't know anything about her either, in fact Elsa only knew her best friend was Kristoff and she knew her number. That's all, they were practically strangers.
Anna wanted to be closer, though she understood they only met two nights ago. She felt drawn to the blonde though and her mind seemed to work on its own accord around the girl. Most of the time that was a horrible thing. She would stutter, trip, and sometimes think out loud. Though Anna did do these things normally she did them a lot more around Elsa.
Anna gripped the steering wheel with now sweaty hands, because (of course) thinking of Elsa made her nervous. Anna had just made it to Wannnabe Park, located only an hour away from her house. She hadn't left Kristoff to long ago fifteen minutes at the most, and she was making relatively quick timing. Which was a good thing considering it was almost rush hour. Today was turning out to be a good day, and it was till Anna felt it.
There was a 'pop' and the car jerked forward a bit. Immediately the red-head found the best place to park, some sort of crowded mall parking lot, and she resisted the urge to freak out. She pushed open the door reluctantly afraid of what damage had been done. The feeling of rain was instant, it was pouring out and Anna quite frankly wasnt good with cars. Anna sighs and walks around the car looking for any sign of damage, the rain is freezing and all she wants to do is get home. When is finally finds the source of her problem she feels like clawing her eyes out.
"A flat!" She wines. "Whhyy?!" She yelled running hand a over her face. Okay, you're and hour from home and have no spare who do you beg to deal with you? She asks herself slipping back into her car, pulling out her phone. She checks the time and sighs. Better question, who's not at work? She scrolls through her contacts, Dad? Work. Eugene? Work. She skips over the next name and continues through her extremely small list of people who tolerate her. Kirstoff? Work. Mom? No. Rapunzel? Work.
"Of course." She states staring at the one contact she'd willingly ignored, Elsa. "When in doubt, call the one person who turns you into a bigger idiot."
"Like that?" Olaf asked shaving off a chunk of wood and grinning when he didn't cut a finger off.
"Yea, just try to use a lighter handling on the knife." She advises. "Otherwise you will end up without a limb." She jokes and marks her next cut Olaf following her instruction. "Were gonna have to merely indent the wood this time, eventually this will be part of the face." She says putting a chip into the wood, Olaf getting his knife stuck half way through it. Elsa sighs an takes it from him, cutting the piece out for him. The blonde handed him both pieces off wood and instructed him to hold them till she got back, her phone was ringing and she picked it up off of one of the stands before smiling apologetically at her brother who nodded.
Elsa smiled at the caller ID, 'Ginger' and she hit the answer button. "Hello." Elsa said she could hear noises on the other end of the phone.
"H-hi Elsa!" Anna said. "Sorry if there's a lot of noise, its pouring buckets of rain out." She said with a chuckle.
"I know, I can hear it from inside my house. Sounds pretty bad actually." The blonde stated curious about why Anna had called her.
"So you wanna hear a funny story?" Anna asked.
"Did you call me just to tell me a funny story?" Elsa replied. Wow, nice job on sounding like a total jerk.
"Just hear me out on this Elsa, please." Anna begged. "Everyone else I know is at work." She said the speaker distorting her voice. "You were my last resort." Last resort? Elsa wanted to say. Of course your her last resort idiot you barely even know her!
"Okay." Elsa said. "Whats up?"
"The sky."
"Anna..."
"Sorry." She apologized. "I was driving and I popped a tire." Elsa shot Olaf another sorry smile. "I don't have a spare and I'm and hour from my house, its pouring freezing cold rain out and I just wanna go home." Anna laughed but Elsa could tell it was dry and completely fake. "I sware the universe hates me." Anna paused a moment before continuing. "You d-don't have to or anything-"
"I'll come get you." Elsa said cutting Anna off and mouthing 'I'm sorry.' to her brother before heading upstairs to get situated.
"Oh my gosh, Elsa." Anna breathed. "Thank you so much!"
"It's not that big of a deal, Anna." Elsa said sliding on her jacket. "Where are you?" She asked looking around for her keys.
"The mall parking lot."
"Okay, I'll be there in fifteen minutes." The blonde said. "Where are you parked?"
"Next to the entrance of Dots." Anna spoke louder as the rain began falling more.
"See you then." Elsa mumbled hanging up before bolting into the rain.
Anna tapped on the steering wheel nervously waiting for some souped up fancy rich batman car to pull up next to hers, but instead there was a tap on her window which gave her a heart attack and caused her to hit the horn. Anna rolled down the window to be greeted with a soggy Elsa, she frowned. "Where's your car?" She asked.
"Just unlock the door an I'll tell you." Elsa yelled over the sound of rain hitting asphalt. Anna did just that, Elsa taking a seat next to the girl she refers to as 'ginger'.
"So?" Anna asked a bit curious about why Elsa showed up with no car.
"No parking spaces, It's across the street..." Elsa trailed off before grinning.
"What?" Anna asked feeling a bit self conscious.
"Once again," Elsa began. "you have a great taste in hats." Anna didn't have time to cover her face before she flushed feeling way to embarrassed. YOU ARE AN IDIOT! She yelled internally. She thinks your freakishly obsessed with her hat! Elsa raised an eyebrow at her. Make up an excuse.
"I'm sorry,E-Elsa!" She began. Quit stuttering! "I-I, really I didn't, God I-I'm so sorry!"
"Hey, calm down Anna." Elsa said. "Its fine." Anna was still entirely to embarrassed and she pulled off the hat almost shamefully. First, she stole Elsa's hat and now she was wearing it like some sort of trophy when in reality Anna was only wearing it because Elsa had, which as almost if not worse. She held the hat out to Elsa and sighed.
"I'm sorry, take it I don't want to feel stupid any more." She stated, Elsa took the hat and smiled.
"Hey." She began playing with the black and yellow fabric in her hands. "I told you yesterday," She said scooting closer to the redhead. "It looks," Closer. "A hell of a lot better on you." Elsa slid the hat back onto Anna's head and grinned.
Anna honestly didn't know whether to thank Elsa or kiss her, probably not the last option considering they were pretty much strangers. Yet Anna yearned to know more, but considering the fact Elsa hardly ever asked her about herself she made the assumption that Elsa was the type of person you never really 'know'. She was probably the type of person who had only one person only who she told everything to, and that was only because everyone has to have someone to vent to. If Elsa didn't have anyone like that yet, Anna was determined to that level with her. Anna undoubtedly knew that she liked Elsa, for now she would be more than happy to be her friend. If she was going to try to be something with this blonde wonder, she'd do it right. None of that love at first sight garbage, no Anna knew love was more than just that, love involved trust so that's what Anna had to do she had to get Elsa on a trust level and see where things when from there.
"You okay, ginger?" Elsa said waving a hand in front of Anna's face, the girl snapped out of it immediately and smiled.
"Thanks." She said quietly.
"Yea." Elsa said. "You wanna get to my car?"
"Uh, yea." Anna said pulling the handle on her car door and pushing it open, Elsa followed suit. The blonde hurried over to the red-heads' side and pointed in the direction of her car.
"It's that way, can we hurry?" Elsa asked. "I don't wanna be drenched."
"Oh c'mon Elsa it's just rain!" Anna yells smiling over at the blonde.
"I hate rain." She grumbles throwing her hood over her head and groaning dramatically.
"You're overreacting." The redhead replied.
"More like underreacting." Elsa says looking to be sure she wont be crushed by a car if she crosses the street, when it seems relatively clear she hops off the curb and rushes to the other side of the road followed by the giddy red-head.
"Rain is fun!" Anna says holding her hands out and watching small droplets land in her palms.
"How is water falling from the sky, making everything look depressing a fun thing?" Elsa snaps pulling her jacket tighter around her. "Besides that fact, this rain is freezing!"
"Your telling me." Anna replied gesturing to herself. She had forgotten her jacket this morning and was still doing just fine even in the rain. Elsa flashed her a look Anna really couldn't read and she sighed.
"Uh, here." Elsa mumbles fumbling with the zipper of her jacket.
"Oh! No, no, no." Anna says trying to deny herself the use of Elsa's jacket. "I'm fine really." Anna assures the blonde who's already slipping out of her icy colored jacket.
"I don't care, I don't want you to freeze to death." Elsa says placing her jacket over her friends shoulders. Anna pulls the jacket on fully and stares at her with soft eyes.
"I don't want you to freeze either." She mumbles her turquoise eyes meeting blue ones before turning to the ground, watching the water splash against the it.
"Cold doesn't bother me." Elsa replied still looking at the redhead.
"I don't understand." Anna mumbles and Elsa raised an eyebrow.
"What don't you understand?" Anna turns to her and let's out an awkward chuckle.
"Nothin', just thinking out loud." She says looking at her worn out running Nike's as they make their way across the newly paved black top patches scaterd over old pieces of the road.
"You do that a lot?" Elsa asks shoving her hands in her pockets as rain begins to soak through her clothes.
"Yes. Do you want this back?" Anna says pulling on Elsa's jacket.
"No its fine the cars right there." Elsa says pointing to a water covered, shining, ice blue, very expensive looking, sports car, that's parked at Dariy Queen. Anna's jaw drops.
"T-that's your car?" She asks.
"Mmhmm, Jaguar F-type." Elsa says matter-of-factly.
"T-thats, I apologize you had to even be in the presence of my car." Anna stutters.
"I like Dodge." Elsa chuckles and Anna sighs.
"Well its like ancient! It's a Neon! Do you even remember when those came out?" Anna said an eyebrow raised, both of them forgetting about the rain pouring down around them.
"I don't even remember there being a Dodge Neon." Elsa says.
"Well it existed, in 2005!" Anna yells dramatically.
"Yes because 2005 was ages ago." Elsa said unlocking her car and smiling.
"It was like a kajilion years ago Elsa." Anna corrects. "So you park here often?" Anna asks gesturing to Dariy Queen.
"Only when I want a super chocolate fudge sundae covered in chocolate and served with more chocolate." Elsa laughs opening the driver door.
"So pretty much when you want chocolate ice cream?" Anna asks taking the passenger seat and smiling.
"No, no if I only came here when I wanted chocolate ice cream I'd be here everyday. " I only come when Olaf actually feels like being my chauffeur for once." Elsa laughs putting the key in the ignition and resting her hand on the shift but not putting it into reverse. Anna and Elsa turn to each other simultaneously they both smile.
"Ice cream?" They both say grins only growing wider as they laugh.
"Yea, let's go get some." Elsa says. "Its on me."
"I have money." Anna replies. "I can pay for myself."
"Anna?" Elsa asks.
"Yes?"
"When people offer to pay for stuff, normal people just shut up and take the money." The blonde says turning the ignition off.
"I'm not very normal." Anna sighs looking at her hands.
"And I love that about you."
A/N: I will yet again apologize for my very very poor English skills.