Thank you for the reviews! I've been sitting on this chapter for awhile (it's a little short- I want to try to update each chapter with at least 1,000 word), but I know how much I hate to wait for stories that I enjoy so... here it is! I also DO have the next few chapters outlined, though not written, so here's hoping I can get some of that done with the holidays coming up!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers in anyway, shape or form :(. Nor do I own Frozen in any manner.
Onward and forward!
Elsa froze. Her first instinct was to spin around and ice whoever was threatening her and her sister. But vagabonds normally didn't use that phrase when attacking their victims. No, the only people who said things like that were...
"The police!" Anna gasped, looking over Elsa's shoulder. Elsa released her sister and both royals raised their arms as they turned to face a man in a blue uniform pointing a shaking gun at them.
"Hello, officer." Elsa said calmly, thinking quickly. Should she say that they were just lost? No, how could someone just happen to be lost in the restricted Battleground of New York. She tossed that idea aside. Press? More likely. Any member of the media would be itching to get to photographs of the Battleground for a story. But they didn't have a camera. She tossed that idea with the other one. Vultures, seeking to pick over the bones? Hm, close to the truth, but with too much of a negative connotation. Sigh, best to just go with the actual. Elsa looked down at her feet, trying to evoke the image of a very contrite young lady. "Um, I'm very sorry, Officer, my sister and I were just so curious to come and see the Battleground and, well, it's been so long since the actual battle took place, we thought there could be no harm in just coming to look now, could there?"
"Don't you know how dangerous this place is? Some building could fall and squash you both flat. Or one of the work crews could accidentally drop a girder on you, or something." His hands had stopped shaking, but the gun remained pointed straight at the sisters as the man slowly edged closer to them. "How did you get in here anyway?"
"Well, you see, we were curious and, well," Anna blushed charmingly, "I told the officer by the gate that our little nephew had left his favorite toy in here and, after all the trauma, just couldn't sleep without it. Nightmares you know. So we just needed it so that we could all get an honest night's sleep. It took some convincing, but he finally let us through."
"So you lied to an officer of the law who, out of the goodness of his heart, let you in?" The police officer was only a few feet from the sisters now. He glanced down at the Chitauri weapon that Anna had unearthed then refocused his gaze on the sisters. "Why am I not buying it?"
The sisters shared a quick glance. What now? Elsa's eyes said. Follow my lead, Anna's responded. "Officer, honestly, what else could we possibly be doing?" Anna said.
"Well, considering that that," he waved his hand in the direction of the weapon lying in the rubble, "is most definitely an alien weapon, I think your purpose here is pretty self-explanatory." "Of course it seems that way!" Anna said throwing her arms into the air, gesticulating wildly. "We're brave explorers looking through the hoard of the dragon for gemstones and chalices and.. and... stuff!" The officer looked at Anna as though she were crazy. "It's just a game, sir. My sister has a wild imagination and when we saw the news on the television, it just wouldn't let her stay away. I humor her, sir, so we snuck in here as," Elsa mentally groaned, "dragon-hoard explorers just to have a look. But we'll go now, just please don't take us in. Mother would have a conniption if she found out we had been here!"
"And what about the flames and icicles I saw earlier?" the officer responded, his stance a rigid as ever as he moved to stand between the girls and the Chitauri firearm. "Just the lights from our cell phones reflecting off the glass and stuff all over here," Anna said with practiced ease, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her cell phone to demonstrate the red glare it gave as a flashlight while Elsa demonstrated her phone's white-blue light.
"Hm..." the policeman reached behind himself to pick up the Chitauri weapon, pointed his gun at it, then pointed the gun back at the sisters. "Well, I must admit that I simply don't believe that. I'm afraid you two will have to come with me."