I have no words. you guys are just supermegafoxyawesomehot.

also, should Elsa have powers? yay or nay?

one more question: Kristoff/hans/elsa's POV anyone? ;)

disclaimer: ah, alas, frozen still does not belong to me.

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The rain wetted everything in its path.

Including a certain red headed, spunky teenage girl on a mission.

Anna rushed through the downpour until skidding to a stop at the library. The stone building stood a few meters away from the main hall, and from its imitating exterior, many felt somewhat prestigious entering. Especially when one was soaking wet and dripping from head to toe.

Anna opened the heavy door and wrung out her hair and clothes. She tried walking confidently until seeing how big the interior was. Two stories of complete stillness. Bookshelves scattered the area, with desks, chairs, and table littering the hardwood floors. High marble pillars stood near the large open windows giving a clear picture of the storm outside. Anna's black Mary-Jane's made too much noise on the echoing floor as she tried to walk delicately as possible to meet with her Chemistry partner. After a few minutes of just searching the large place for said partner, she finally found him by a corner window reading a thick novel.

"Hi!" she whispered loudly, starling the boy and annoying the studious peers sitting nearby. She quickly crouched next to him. "Whatcha doin'?" she whipered, much to Kristoff's annoyance.

He sighed audibly and dog tagged his book before placing it in his leather satchel. "I was reading, until someone interrupted me." He glared at her.

"Sorry," Anna apologized, shrugging her shoulders. "But we have a project to work on, in case you forgot," she smiled.

Kristoff sighed again before getting up and following Anna to the nearest table. They sat on opposite sides on the table and Anna started taking out her books and binders. Anna stopped once she realized Kristoff was staring. "What? Aren't you going to get out your stuff?" she asked, confused.

"Oh, I kind of forgot it," Kristoff stated. "I was catching up on some things and it just skipped my mind."

"That ok!" Anna exclaimed, cowering in embarrassment when on lookers shhh-ed her. "Well, you're going to have to get closer if you want to see." She patted the spot next to her. Kristoff moved to his new chair and leaned over awkwardly, trying not to inhale Anna's sweet scent.

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The pair worked diligently on their project for the next few hours, with the occasional awkward moment. They were so studious they hadn't noticed the intensity of the storm outside, bolts of lightning and cries of thunder screaming for attention. All of the sudden, the bright lights brightening up the large enclosure flickered before dimming out to nothingness. The heater, which groans and been cracking for the past few hours, grinded to a halt and the whole library fell quiet.

But only for a moment.

Girls squealed and the scraping of the wooden chairs could be heard throughout the building while everyone's eyes tried to adjust to the contrast. While trying to grasp for something familiar, Anna's small hands brushed over Kristoff's large calloused ones, the two quickly apologizing and removing their hands quicker than the lightning striking outside their window.

A shrill whistle blow stopped everyone's panic and a loud voice could be heard through the acoustics of the stone building. "Alright everyone, listen up! The storm outside is obviously worse than anyone thought, and we are on lockdown until it clears up. For now, let's all stay calm and stay warm." Anna's eyes could not see where the voice was coming from or who it was, but she suspected it was someone in authority, maybe the superintendent or something. "To pass the time, I would suggest getting to know your peers and actually talking to them instead of using texting, or whatever you kids use these days."

Anna and Kristoff sat awkwardly, trying not to make eye contact while the people around them formed groups and placed phones down for some source of light. Sitting quietly for almost ten minutes, Anna could bare the silence no longer.

"What's your favorite food?"

"What?" Kristoff asked, turning his large frame to face the girl sitting criss cross next to him.

"What's your favorite food? The lady said to get to know each other, so that's what I'm doing!" Anna explained, her small smile visible to her companion.

Kristoff grunted before moving his chair back and walking away. Anna quickly got up and followed him through the dark shadows made by the floor to ceiling bookcases. "Why won't you answer me? It's not like it's a hard question, unless you are a secret vegetarian and don't want anyone to know or-"

"Carrots."

"What?" Anna said, trying to catch up with him.

"You heard me." Kristoff replied, stopping abruptly, making Anna run into him.

"Whoops! Sorry," Anna laughed before brushing herself off. "So do you know any hiding places here?"

"What are you talking about?" Kristoff's brows furrowed in confusion, still walking in between bookshelves.

"You know, like the other night. With the stars."

Kristoff sighed before walking some more. They kept in silence and he could still hear her clumsy footsteps behind him. "You're not going to leave me alone until I show you, aren't you," he practically stated, rolling his eyes.

"Uh huh," he heard her say behind him.

A few trips, turns, and twists later, Anna found herself in a small dark corner of a smaller section of the building, a large archway separating themselves from the rest of their peers. Anna looked around the fairly small room, navy blue paint masked the walls and a warm carpet blanketed the floor. Bean bags of different sizes and shapes strewed helter skelter around the area, and the same bookshelves she had just run through were also present. With the lights out, the room was darker than the rest of the building, with no windows to bring in natural light.

"Wow," said Anna, looking around. "Now this is cool!"

"It's not really a secret place," Kristoff explained. "People come here all the time. That's why half the bean bags are missing anyway."

"Oh," Anna said dejectedly, plopping down on a red cushiony seat. "Well, it's still pretty cool!" She laid back, putting her hands behind her head and crossing her legs.

"Yeah I guess." Kristoff dragged a bean bag to face his companion about four feet apart. He stretched out his long legs and placed his hands in his lap.

"Favorite animal?" Anna spoke out after the two had drifted into a somewhat comfortable silence.

"Reindeer."

"Oh that's cool! Mine is probably snowmen."

"Snowmen?" Kristoff inquired, sitting up and looking at the girl like she had three heads. "Snowmen aren't animals."

"Um yes they are! They are part of nature, and the aren't human soo.." Anna argued, sitting criss cross applesauce in the spongy chair.

"Your argument is invalid," Kristoff scoffed. "Snowmen don't have brains..or..or bones! They don't even have a skull!"

"So? The whole point of a snowmen is to give it life! Make it its own person!"

"Then its not a real animal if you're making it up," Kristoff disputed.

"You're just jealous that my favorite animal is cooler than yours," Anna replied smugly, leaning back into the bean bag.

"Sure, that's what it is," Kristoff rolled his eyes before copying Anna's movements.

"Who's your crush?" Anna asked suggestively sending him a wink.

"No one."

"Oh come on, everybody has a crush! Tell me who you like!"

"What are we in, fifth grade? And if everybody has a crush, tell me yours," Kristoff protested.

"Fine then," Anna said proudly. "I like Hans."

"Hans?" Kristoff questioned with a look of disgust.

"Yes, Hans," she mocked him. "In fact, me and him are officially an item as of almost a week."

"Really," Kristoff stated, trying to ignore the little drop of disappointment his heart that she was taken.

"Yes. Now tell me yours!"

"You don't even know her," Kristoff lied.

"Does she go to this school?" Anna inquired.

"No," Kristoff fibbed again.

"Darn," Anna said with a small pout on her thin lips. "Promise me someday you'll introduce me to her?" she asked, holding out her pinky finger.

Kristoff scowled. "First of all, I am not making a pinky promise with you. secondly, I doubt you will ever meet."

"Which is whyyyy you should make the promise. What can happen if I'm never going ot meet her?" Anna tried coaxing him into the childhood promise.

Kristoff sighed deeply again before rolling his eyes and linking his large pinky with her dainty one.

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