Mistletoe Madness

Christmas Special

Anna P.O.V.

I woke up and excitement bubbled through me. It was finally Christmas!

I was even more excited than usual (saying a lot huh?) because it was my first Christmas being together with Elsa as a…um…a couple…

I'm still embarrassed to say it yet at the same time I want to shout it out to the world. But moving on!

I want to do something memorable, spectacular for Elsa. Yet I think she would appreciate something small knowing her. She never needed anything to be big so I want to respect that. Let's just hope that doesn't backfire in my face.

I heard people talking about Christmas presents and traditions at school and what to do for a loved one…in the romantic sense.

I even did a little research in the library which is a first sense school and books were always more Elsa's thing than mine. I found the perfect present. To kiss Elsa underneath a mistletoe. Since Elsa has always been the one to initiate the first kiss, I thought that it would be my turn. Though beforehand I did ask Elsa about mistletoe in general…

Flashback

"Hey Elsa?"

"What is it Anna?" Elsa replied looking up from her studies in the library.

"What do you think of Christmas traditions like presents, Christmas trees, cookies, stockings, snowmen, mistletoes, presents?" I try to ask smoothly even though the word mistletoe clearly caught her attention and her response only confirmed it.

"Well gifts are fine, I only like doing things like Christmas trees, cookies, and especially snowmen with you Anna. As for mistletoe, I think it's cliché that people believe they need to be under mistletoe in order to kiss the one they love" and to prove her point she half stood out of her chair and gently grabbed my chin, gave me a quick chaste kiss and sat back down to turn to her studies.

End of flashback

So it seems like she might not like the mistletoe idea too much but its too late to change it now. Maybe I should of thought this out better…

I hang the mistletoe above her door and knock on it the way I used to when I was little. "Elsa?"

"What Anna?" I hear from the other side.

"Can you come out here please?"

"Uh I can't right now, I'm kind of busy…how about I meet you downstairs in an hour." I hate the way she says it. It's not even a question as much as a fact and if I know Elsa then I know that she will not open this door until she's ready to come out. Just like when we were little but I try the one tactic that always used to work.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" No answer. I take that as a good sign so I keep going. "The snow is still coming down so it will be so pretty and white."

"Anna I told you I'm a little busy and I will meet you down there in an hour."

"But Elsaaaaa, pleeeeassseeee…" I plead

"Go away Anna." She says with a finality.

"Fine." I sigh in defeat and walk away not even bothering to remove the mistletoe.

An hour later….

Elsa still hasn't appeared but I don't worry because I'm still finishing hanging up another mistletoe above the doorway to the door that leads outside for when we go out to build our snowman. As I finish and come down without falling Elsa is walking through the doorway. But she is dressed in her normal attire instead of winter gear.

"Elsa where are your boots and your coat?"

"It's snowing too hard to go out and build a snowman Anna. You'll catch a cold." I know she is saying this because she cares about me so I shrug it off. We can always build a snowman later and with the size of the doorway, the both of us wouldn't be able to fit under it.

"Okay. So what do you want to do instead!" I ask getting excited.

"How about making Christmas cookies?" She suggests and I'm too excited to say no and instantly forget about the snowman fluke.

"What kind of cookies do you want to make Anna?"

"Hmmmm…." I think about it for a moment on what kind of cookies we both like. Elsa has more of a picky taste so I think of the one kind of cookie that we both love. "Chocolate cookies!" I give her my best and biggest smile in the world because I know she loves them. She told me so.

"Sounds yummy!" And Elsa smiles her small smile at me and a warm feeling blossoms in my stomach. Elsa is the only one who has this effect on me and just by thinking about it makes my face feel warm. I know I'm blushing bright scarlet as I think of other things as well but I clear my throat and work around the kitchen to get the ingredients.

Baking with Elsa was fun and we both agree that the cookies were delicious! I sighed as I took a bite into my last cookie.

"So what should we do next Anna?" Elsa says softly. Her eyes traveling over my face like it interests and fascinates her to no end and I feel my face heat up again. Not to mention that every time she looks at me like that I start going on a thinking process that is set to repeat.

"Uh…um…I…" I stammer, searching for what to say since my mind is still on things that we could never do in the castle, "I don't know…uh what do you wanna do?"

She smiles and tries to hide a small, soft laugh at my embarrassment like she knew what I was thinking. "Well we can't do that." Wow. Turns out she did know. Am I that easy to read? "How about we build that snowman now before it gets dark?"

"Okay!" I basically shout at her and she just shakes her head with a smile.

I was right. The door was too small for us to fit through together for the mistletoe but I didn't think much of it since I had one last plan to get Elsa and I underneath mistletoe and damn it all if she didn't comply to the tradition. I would see to it that she did especially since I'm going to be the one kissing her first.

"What's with the face?" Elsa says as she places the head on.

"What?" I ask a little confused.

"The look that you get when your determined," she says like she has seen the look a thousand times.

"I don't have that look and I'm just thinking about finishing this snowman." I say as I stick the carrot nose on.

"Uh huh….suuure you are." She says without the decency to make it sound real. Before I can reply to her remark, I feel arms around my waist and she speaks softly in my ear. "But tell me Anna, why do you want to finish the snowman so quickly? Do you not like snowmen anymore?"

"N-no. I-I do-o like snow-snowmen but it's getting a little too co-cold out here." I stutter because it's anything but the truth. With Elsa's arms wrapped around my waist I think I may be running a temperature.

"Hmmm, is that so," Elsa murmurs before nuzzling my neck. "Okay then, lets get you inside by the fire to get you warmed up." She then releases me but takes my hand so we can go back inside.

I had practiced putting mistletoe up at the doorway to the room with the fireplace and Christmas tree since it seemed right to start there. I knew it was going to work this time as we entered the room. As we passed underneath the door way I look up to see it.

But since we all know my luck so far…I am distressed to find it in the corner of the double door entry and we walk through the middle. Why didn't I think to put it in the middle of the doorway?! I sigh in surrender and just think to give it up.

We spend the next hour or so by the fire and the Christmas tree, opening up gifts from one another and eating more Christmas cookies and watching classic Christmas movies and listening to Christmas songs. It was so much fun.

Elsa and I are standing by the tree. We had both gotten the other a Christmas ornament with a picture of us, one as kids and ones that were taken about a month ago. We were deciding where to put them on when Elsa came over by me and asked me a question. I was ready to die on the spot.

"Anna, did you hang a mistletoe above my doorway this morning?"

"Uh…ummmm" well no sense in lying now, "yeah…I did"

"Why?" She turns to me and she is genuinely curious but I know that there is something else in those beautiful eyes.

"Because I wanted to kiss you under it as a Christmas gift sense it was our first one together as a co-couple…I wanted it to be extra special."

"Oh, Anna. Every Christmas with you has been special to me but I understand why you would have though that." She sighs and walks up to me. "You know if you wanted to kiss me under the mistletoe, you should have just asked and I would have been more than happy to oblige." And she raises her arm and I look up to see the mistletoe that I had hung over her door. I look back down to face her and before words can form on my lips, Elsa is kissing me.

The kiss is like everyone we have ever shared. With love, desire, and raw passion. She was waiting all day to pull this trick. When the time was right. My sister is very clever though. To just take the mistletoe and hold it above our heads instead of hoping that we will both end up under it.

When she pulls away to give us some air. And she is wearing one of the biggest smiles I've ever seen her wear. I'm blushing from head to toe and I want more but our parents were coming home later tonight and we could not risk being caught.

"See. It's not too hard and we can kiss anytime, ne?" She says arrogantly.

"NO!" I shout. "I was supposed to kiss YOU!" I am so distressed, my whole planned ruined by me for not just going up to her and kissing her.

"What?" Elsa looks genuinely confused.

"You always initiate our kisses. So I wanted to be the first one to initiate our kiss on Christmas!" I say with tears gathering at the corners of my eyes. The tears were filling up quick and I had to blink several times to regain my vision.

Elsa did the unimaginable. She laughed. "Why are you laughing!" I yell at her.

"Anna" She's trying to talk in between laughs. "It's just that" more laughter, "I don't understand why it matters because you have kissed me on your own. Maybe it isn't the first kiss of the day or the first kiss on the lips but you have initiated kisses."

"Oh…" is all I can say because she's right. I HAVE kissed her on my own. I'm embarrassed that I made all that fuss but glad that it's not what I thought it was.

"So where were we?" Elsa asks seductively as she trails kisses down my jaw.

"What about father and mother coming home?"

"We have a few hours."

"O-okay then" I say as I wrap my arms around her neck and kiss her passionately.

In between kisses I hear Elsa whisper, "Merry Christmas Anna."

To which I answer back, "Merry Christmas Elsa."