Olaf was not an ordinary cat. The girls figured this out after having him for a short three days. He never hissed, not once, and rarely used his claws for anything but catching himself if he slipped off the furniture (which was often, he was also very clumsy and not at all graceful). While many cats enjoy their space and only crave attention and holding when they see fit, Olaf stayed glued to the sisters, in particular Elsa. He constantly purred and was always happy no matter what. He loved to cuddle and frequently slept next to one of the girls at night, many times finding someway to hog the bed and push one of the them off the edge. He adored playing in water and at times would try to sneak into the shower for his own personal aqua party. The first time he managed it ended with Anna screaming when her foot touched something wet and fluffy, causing Elsa to burst in worriedly. They learned to lock the door before showering.
The true test to Olaf's temperament came when he needed to visit the vet to get declawed. Elsa knew he would never use his claws to scratch her or Anna, but the constant snags on the couch and various furniture was enough for her. Elsa bent down and scooped him up while Anna fetched the carrier from inside her closet.
"Think he'll make a fuss?" Anna asked as she put the crate down in front of Elsa.
Elsa stroked his backside in thought. "I'm not entirely sure. We've had him for a good month now, he doesn't seem like the type to become frantic; but you never know."
Elsa leaned down and put him in the tiny crate. He went in willingly without a fight. She smiled confidently. "That's a good sign."
When they arrived at the clinic Olaf hadn't made a sound from his little cage. Anna looked in to check up on him. When their eyes met he mewed a greeting and placed his head back down with content. Elsa checked him in and they headed over to sit and wait. Anna surveyed the place with interest.
"So how did you hear about this place again?"
"Kristoff recommended it. He said they treat the animals very well here and make owners feel at home. He's on good terms with Sven's veterinarian and gets along well with her."
"Are we seeing her?"
Elsa shook her head. "No. I was told our doctor's going to be a guy."
Anna nodded in understanding and then looked around the waiting area again. Seeing no other patients, specifically dogs, she opened the crate and let Olaf climb into her lap.
Elsa looked down wearily. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
Anna shrugged. "I don't see why not. There's no other animals around."
"Yes, but Olaf can be-"
Olaf jumped off Anna's lap and headed over to the cat toys in the corner.
"Curious." Elsa finished as she got up to retrieve him.
She quickly grabbed the kitten and stood up to make her way back over to the chairs. She took two steps before the door in front swung open and promptly hit her on the side, causing her to stumble. The person on the other side felt the door hit something and poked his head around, seeing a woman rightening herself up.
"Oh my goodness! I deeply apologize, are you alright?" He said urgently.
Elsa held up a hand. "It's alright, I'm fine. No broken bo-"
Elsa stopped and stared at the man. Something about him was nagging at the back of her head like an irritating itch. "Have I, have I met you before?"
The gentleman studied her as well and then his face brightened. "Oh, yes! You're the waitress I met when I went to that diner, the one that was having a bad day."
Elsa smiled as the memory came to her. Remembering that day caused her smile to lessen a tad. "That's right." She quickly changed her look to make sure he didn't misunderstand. "It's nice to see you again."
The man grinned and then turned to the woman next to him who was holding a small Pomeranian. "Angel should be fine, ma'am. It's just a cold. Make sure she gets rest and takes the medicine."
The woman nodded. "Thank you, Dr. Jensen. Would it be alright if I come by next week?"
The vet nodded encouragingly. "Of course."
The owner gave a curt nod in gratitude before making her way towards the exit. Dr. Jensen stuck his hands in his lab coat and returned his attention to Elsa. He smiled brightly.
"No work today?" He asked.
"No, not today. Took the day off."
Seeing no one else in the waiting area the doctor put two and two together quite easily.
"You must be my next appointment," He bent down to come face to face with the kitten in her arms. "And you must be Olaf."
Olaf mewed and brought a paw up to whack him on the nose, claws retracted. The doctor flinched but then started to chuckle.
"Feisty one, aren't you?" Olaf gave a meow in reply and then licked his face. "Feisty, but cute; deadly combination." He said jokingly.
Elsa stared at the two before feeling a hand on her back. She turned around to see Anna standing behind her, shuffling her feet awkwardly. Olaf squirmed in her direction so Elsa handed him over. Dr. Jensen stood straight and held out his hand.
"I'm Dr. Gregor Jensen. Which one of you is Miss Anderson?"
Both girls looked over at each other and smiled. Anna spoke up as she shook his hand. "Actually, we both are. I'm Anna and this is my sister, Elsa."
The man smiled sheepishly as he released her hand and held his out to Elsa. "My apologies, the papers only name Elsa Anderson as the owner."
Elsa took his hand in hers. "It's alright. Nothing to worry about."
The gentleman stuck his hand back into his lab coat and used the other to gesture behind. "Shall we?"
The three walked into the small room. Dr. Jensen exited through another door, excusing himself. When the door shut Olaf pounced and started to wander. He sniffed and inspected anything he found before looking up at the metal table. He went to jump but slipped on the material and ended up with his front half on the table while his lower half dangled. Both girls gasped as Elsa swooped in and caught him before he fell all the way.
"Olaf." She chastised gently. The kitten turned in her arms and looked at her with bright eyes. Elsa sighed and kissed his head. "One of these days that look isn't going to work."
Anna snorted. "That'll be the day." Her eyes darted to the door to make sure the vet wasn't coming back. To be safe she whispered to Elsa. "How do you know him?"
Elsa looked over confused. "Who? Dr. Jensen?" Anna nodded.
Elsa thought it over and gave a shrug. "I don't really know him exactly. He was a customer at the diner one day. You remember the night we helped Kristoff babysit?"
Anna flushed and tried to suppress it. "Yeah."
Elsa smirked knowingly and continued. "Well, that was also the day where everyone seemed to be in the worst of moods. He was one of the few who wasn't."
"Ah, got it. I can see why you would remember him." Elsa nodded. "I mean, it would be kinda hard to forget someone so cute."
Elsa did a double take. "Beg pardon?" She whirled around to face her sister, Olaf still in her arms.
"You heard me. You can't deny that he's good-looking."
Her older sister let out a groan. "Seriously, Anna?"
"What?"
"I swear it's like you and Monica are one and the same."
"Who?"
"Never-mind."
Elsa let out a small huff. She wasn't going to try and argue with her little sister. It's not that she thought he wasn't handsome, but that really wasn't what she was focused on.
The conversation ended there when both girls heard the door open. Dr. Jensen walked in with his head down reading off a clipboard in his hand. He looked up and landed his eyes on Olaf.
"Would you mind putting him on the table?"
Elsa stepped forward and placed him down. Olaf stood and started to wobble, not used to the feeling beneath his paws. He tried walking off, but Elsa gently held him in place. His curiosity started to get the best of him as he refused to stay still.
"Olaf, clam down." She instructed calmly.
The kitten stopped his squirming to look up at his owner. He held her gaze for a few seconds before his attention span went back to the foreign room. Elsa rolled her eyes lovingly.
The doctor chuckled as he gently shook his head. "Like I said, feisty little fellow."
He walked up and put his hands around Olaf as Elsa removed hers. Feeling that someone new was holding him, Olaf slipped around when he tried to turn and look at the new person. With one steady hand he held Olaf and used the other to bring his stethoscope up to his little chest. He listened briefly and smiled.
"Heart and lungs are normal,"
He repositioned Olaf so that he was facing him. He took out a small flashlight and shined it in the kitten's eyes. He then moved over to the ears. "And eyes and ears are perfect."
Elsa and Anna swore they saw Olaf let off a proud smile. Before the vet could see it, he gently pried open his mouth, much to Olaf's surprise.
"Excellent teeth and tongue." He let go and rubbed his hands, finished with his examination. "He's in perfect health, should be fine for the surgery."
Anna beamed while Elsa smiled gratefully. "That's great. When can we pick him up?"
Dr. Jensen cleared his throat and grabbed the clipboard he placed on the table.
"He needs to stay here at least two days after the procedure, so that would be Sunday afternoon on the..." His eyes searched the paper before finding the date "Ah, yes, the sixteenth."
He ginned widely. "Oh, that's right," He turned to the two girls. "Happy Valentine's Day."
Anna thanked him with a smile while Elsa stood with a confused look before it turned to realization. "Huh, I guess it is."
Anna looked over with disbelief. "You forgot?"
Elsa shrugged. "I guess so. All I had in my mind was today was Olaf's appointment."
"Well, nothing wrong with that." The doctor interjected happily. "I once got so caught up with appointments for a shelter I forgot it was my birthday."
Elsa smiled his way before Anna jumped in with a question. "How old are you, Dr. Jensen?"
"Anna." Elsa hissed.
Dr. Jensen chuckled. "It's fine, I get that question a lot. I'm twenty-five."
Both girls looked over rather shocked. "And you're a licensed vet?" The question was out before Elsa could stop herself. She blushed. "N-Not that we don't trust you, it's just-"
"I'm so young?"
All she could do was nod. He shrugged while looking to the side. "I graduated early, valedictorian. I interned here during my years and they hired me as soon as I got out." He rubbed the back of his head and started to blush. "Honestly, I got really lucky and I'm grateful for it everyday."
He checked his watch to avoid eye-contact. He truly hated the limelight. Elsa noticed and decided to help him out. "Well, that's wonderful. I'm really sorry but my sister and I need to get going."
He looked at his watch again, this time actually seeing what time it was. Anna looked over confused, they didn't have plans. "Elsa, we don't-"
"Don't forget Anna, it's Valentine's Day." She sent her little sister a wink. "I believe you and Kristoff have plans."
Now Anna was really confused, but nonetheless the blush appeared on her face like clockwork. "What are you-"
"Thank you again, Dr. Jensen." Elsa opened the door and sent one last smile his way. "Come on, Anna."
Anna blinked in a daze and then followed Elsa towards the exit. She sent a small wave before turning around completely. They headed over to the car, Elsa sliding in the driver's seat. Anna shut her door and buckled up, but then let out a huge sigh. Elsa pretended not to notice.
"Elsa, what the heck was that?"
"What the heck was what?"
"Elsa."
She leaned away from the wheel and looked over apologetically. "I'm sorry, Anna. I just noticed he was starting to feel a little awkward and I felt bad."
Anna crossed her arms and leaned into the back of her seat. "You could've just told me."
Elsa pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a tired sigh. "I know, I know. I have no idea what I was thinking." She groaned.
Anna went to say something but was interrupted when her cellphone rang. She fished it out from under her seatbelt and looked at the caller ID. Kristoff Bjorgman is calling... Anna smiled and slid the screen to pick up.
"Hey, Kristoff."
Elsa put her hand down and looked over at Anna, a smile creeping up her face. She knew it.
"Right now? Elsa and I just finished dropping off Olaf."
Anna nodded and pursed her lips in thought. "No, nothing special. Don't tell me you need our help again." She teased.
Her face went from teasing to concerned in a matter of seconds. "Oh, ok. Sure, no problem."
Elsa's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "No, no, it's fine...Really...Uh-huh, see you soon."
She hung up and placed the phone back in her pocket. Elsa looked over tentatively. "Everything alright?"
Anna searched for the right words. "I don't...know? He wants me to meet him at the coffee shop near our house. Said he wanted to talk to me."
"And that's...bad?"
"No. It shouldn't be. He sounded off."
Elsa turned the ignition and started to pull out. "You want me to come with you?"
Anna shook her head. "No, he sad it wanted to talk to me alone."
Anna walked through the door, sending a final wave to her sister's car as it headed down the block towards home. She scanned the tables and landed on a familiar flop of blonde hair. Kristoff was seated at a small table for two and was wringing his gloves excessively. He looked like he might puke. Anna scurried over and stepped in his line of vision.
"Hey." She greeted quietly.
Kristoff snapped his head up and smiled. "Anna! Hey, uh, h-how are you?"
"Fiiine." She said wearily as she sat down across from him. He resumed torturing his poor gloves. Anna placed a hand over both of his to stop him.
"Kristoff, what's going on? You're kinda worrying me."
Kristoff coughed into his hand and cleared his throat. "S-Sorry, Anna. I didn't mean to worry you. I just...I wanted to...What I'm trying to say is-"
He looked into her eyes and stopped dead in his tracks. She gestured for him to continue and before he knew what he was doing he blurted it out.
"Wouldyougooutwithme?" He rushed out.
Realizing his blunder he groaned and leaned forward, his head hitting the table. He refused to look at her. She heard him mumble some curses into the wood. Anna sat frozen in her chair. Did she hear him right? She heard the words 'go out'. Slow down, Anna. Don't get your hopes up.
"Wait, what?"
Kristoff slowly lifted his head up at her. Well, what's done is done. He let out a sigh and raked his hand through his hair, having it land on the back of his head. His face was a shade of crimson and he looked past her at the wall, finding the floral wallpaper the most interesting thing he's ever seen.
"I...I really like you, Anna. You're the craziest person I've ever met and I don't think I've ever seen you sit still for more than five minutes," As if trying to prove his point Anna shuffled in her seat. "You're also the clumsiest-" He tried to continue.
"Is this supposed to make me feel good?" She interrupted.
He grinned and used his other hand to stop her. "There's a point, I promise." Anna crossed her arms and slouched back in the chair, a small pout protruding from her lips. Kristoff inwardly groaned, why does she have to be so cute?!
"Anyways, you are all those things but you're also sweet, kind, funny, and," Cough. "Beautiful."
Anna flushed and averted her gaze away from him. "So, I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend."
Anna stared at Kristoff for what felt like a millennium, her face absolutely blank. Kristoff began to fidget with his gloves again. He looked around the café, anything but staring back into those deep, blue eyes. The blonde man started to panic.
"Anna? Please say something."
Anna's eyes blinked a few times as she snapped out of her daze. Kristoff just asked her to be his girlfriend. She has to answer. Yes, answering would be a good move.
"Uh, are you sure?" Not the best response.
"Excuse me?" That was not what he was expecting. A 'yes' or a 'no', yeah, but asking if he was sure?
"I-I mean. I know you're my friend and care about me, but are you sure you want to be with me? I kinda feel like you're getting caught up in the whole Valentine's Day spiel."
Kristoff's mouth dropped. "It's Valentine's Day?" He asked surprised.
Anna rolled her eyes, momentarily forgetting the situation that was in front of them. "Really? Am I the only one who knows what day it is?" To further her point she gestured around her. Hearts and decorations surrounded the small coffee shop.
Kristoff looked around him and shrugged. "I knew it was coming up, I didn't know it was today."
Anna huffed and held her head in her hand. "Unbelievable."
Kristoff crossed his arms. "Hey, give me a break. My mind was more or less focused on something else, which you still haven't answered by the way." He looked to the side with his own little pout.
The redhead rolled her eyes and leaned over the small table. She pecked him on the cheek and reveled at his surprised expression. Her own blush subsided some but still remained evident on her face. She smiled softly.
"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend."
Krisotff broke into a huge grin. "Really?"
"Mhmm."
He sat up straight. "G-Great! That's great...thank you, of course, um," He babbled on, his hand going to grab hers, but retracting shyly. She went to grab his as reassurance but he shot up from his seat.
"Coffee." He nearly shouted, enough to gain attention from a few. "I'm gonna go get some coffee. Y-You want anything?"
Anna nodded. "Sure. My usual, please."
"Got it. Mocha hot latte, extra mocha."
He sauntered off towards the front counter. Anna spun in her chair before he got too far. "Kristoff."
"Yeah?"
"Relax, okay?"
He looked at her smiling face, full of reassurance and a bit of amusement. He laughed at himself for being so ridiculous.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be right back."
She turned back around shaking her head with amusement. She leaned forward on the table and waited for her friend to return. For her boyfriend to return. A wide smile appeared on her face at the thought.
"Best Valentine's Day, ever."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I liiiiiive. So, I told you guys Gregor would be back! For those who read the note from the previous chapter I was having trouble deciding on how to reintroduce him. The wonderful ObservingWriterAndReader helped me out with scenes and I dedicate this story to them for their ideas, THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Also, Happy Valentine's Day everyone! I figured all you Kristanna fans would enjoy this one :D
As always, PLEASE REIVEW :D