Authors Note: This one is super short, i know, it was just a filler to get to chapter three! So I do apologise, but three and four will be up later today and I guarantee they will be much better than this one!

They were right, once again Anna had filled the table with baked goods.
"Oh Anna" Elsa said, "It all looks divine but I have a dress fitting this afternoon, I'll bloat!"
"Well you can have some after your fitting can't you?" Anna said, slightly disheartened.

"Absolutely" Elsa smiled, squeezing her sister's hand.

"I can't wait for the ball" Anna almost squealed "It's going to be so wonderful. I'm so glad we can have these again now that you're…" she stopped herself, blushing slightly, but Elsa smiled.

"I'm glad you're looking forward to it, Anna. I'm sure it will be a very memorable night" Elsa glanced over to Kristoff while Anna wasn't looking and nodded once, very slowly.

The ball! It seemed obvious to him now. He would take Anna away from the party, after she had danced as many dances as she could manage, they could go out onto one of the many balconies. Anna always liked being outside. And he would propose! At least he would have a few weeks to prepare what he was going to say and do at this rate.

Kristoff smiled back at Elsa and nodded in response.

"Hope you're hungry, Kristoff" Elsa teased as Anna grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the table.

"Starving" Kristoff said sarcastically, pulling a face at Elsa, before she chuckled and left the dining hall.

Kristoff sat across from Anna, watching her in amazement as she finished one brownie after the other, in a repetitive line until three quarters of the plate was empty. How she was as petite as she was, he would never understand.

"Anna?" he asked suddenly. She looked up, her cheeks stuffed with brownie and her eyes wide, making her look like a startled squirrel. He snorted at the sight of her and laughed down at his lap while she scowled and finished what was in her mouth.
"What?" she asked when she was finished and he had stopped laughing.
He suddenly remembered what he was about to say to her.
"I wanted to talk to you about something?"

"Yes?" she asked.

He thought of all the things he was unsure of. Whether she was over Hans and what he did to her? Whether she ever even wanted to get married? And whether he was the one she wanted to be with for the rest of her life?

"Did you want to take Sven out later?" he settled with.

"Ooooh! Yes please" she said, beaming!

He smiled back at her, as she went back to the plate of brownies.

He was in trouble.

He sat back and watched her eat. There was something wonderfully attractive about a girl who ate, who didn't starve themselves in order to look pretty. She caught his gaze and swallowed her mouthful. The fact that she was a princess who ate was just unheard of.

"What is it?" she asked, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Nothing" he said, smiling back at her and raising an eyebrow.

"You're not eating" she commented.

"Well, I'm pretty sure you're doing enough of that for the both of us" he smirked.

She picked up the last brownie from the plate and looked around her. They were alone. In a flash she was up on the table, sliding over it and landing in his lap. She lost her balance for a moment, but he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her still.

"Open up!" she ordered, making him laugh and allowing her to shove the brownie in his mouth.

"That's better" she said, crossing her arms across her chest and smiling at him. He had to admit, her cooking skills were pretty good, she just made far too much of it.

"Don't forget to save some for Elsa" he said, his mouth full. She frowned at his lack of manners and he swallowed, looking at her apologetically.

"There'll be plenty left, she's not getting away that easy" Anna smirked.

Kristoff chuckled as he imagined Elsa's face at the mountain of food Anna would be leaving for her.

"Neither are you, for that matter" Anna added, a small bun in her hand this time "Come on!"

He groaned and let her feed him the bun, though as she was still sat on his lap, it made up for the fact he knew he would feel sick all day.