A/N: Thanks to everyone who's favorited/followed and/or reading but not reviewing!:)
FanGirlJen-I THINK that was a good 'wow'...so thanks:)
Sorry to burst your bubble-Lol, you're welcome.;) I couldn't have Elsa do that because Anna isn't supposed to know about her powers yet.:P OUAT is where I got the freeze the lock idea, actually. I'm no chess expert, but I'd say aim for the queen first, because every time I've done that to MY sister, I beat her.;) I thought it was a good metaphor, too-and yeah, I agree about Elsa.;) She's not stupid.:)
Lindstrom-I thought Elsa would still be hurt knowing that, no matter how much she tries to convince herself otherwise.:/ Elsa's rebellious/angry streak is now mostly banned to her thoughts.:) Hopefully that's more movie character accurate.
bananas-rule-2015-Thank you for the suggestion, but Elsa can't tell Anna about her powers yet because I'm keeping this in canon. Anna comes very close to figuring it out in this chapter though!:)
princessdianaofparadiseisland-"We're freezing daylight!" Whatddya say we tell that line to OUR parents sometime, sis?XDXD They'll probably roll their eyes and say we're crazy.;) Aah, whatever. Burning daylight, freezing daylight, whatever.:P Thanks for the review, sis:)
On to the story! I hope this was worth the wait!:)
Elsa awoke early the next morning. She blinked irritably at the all-too-familiar surroundings of her room. I sentenced myself back to permanent isolation by coming back here last night. But I can bust the lock again if I want to, although I shouldn't do that. I had to come back here though…it wasn't safe for me to be around Anna any longer. Elsa comforted herself with the thought that she had done it for Anna. Whatever other negative feelings she had swirling inside, they did not affect her decisions regarding her sister. It was not fair that she had to stay in here all the time, but she couldn't think of a better solution, either. Well, except for running off far, far away somewhere; but that wasn't logical. After all, I'm the crown princess of Arendelle…I can't just run away from my future responsibilities. Wait, when I become queen in the hopefully very distant future, what am I supposed to do then? Rule Arendelle from behind closed doors?
Elsa continued thinking as she got up and pulled a dark blue dress out of her closet. She felt almost a hundred percent better now, which was both good and bad depending on how she looked at it. Good because I don't feel sick anymore, and bad because now I have to worry about controlling those powers again. And about the original topic…Dad had a point when he said our citizens wouldn't take kindly to the crown princess having ice powers she can't control. What would I do?! You can't conduct trading policies, alliances, and other things like that strictly via letters. You have to meet in person…that could be a disaster. I could ruin Arendelle entirely if I were queen and made a "little" ice mistake in public… Elsa made a face when she realized her frantic thoughts were causing her to leave a patch of ice on the floor. Stop that, Elsa. Get it together. That was something you don't even have to worry about for hopefully decades. She undid her Anna pigtails from the day before and brushed out her hair. Pausing in front of the mirror for a moment, Elsa smiled and made two tiny braids, one on each side. That's my little touch of Anna. Then she twisted her hair into a bun. And that'll please Mom and Dad…although I don't know why I care. I should be allowed to do my hair however I want. I guess I care because they're my parents… Elsa was pleased with the ending results, though. She would still prefer a single braid, but if her parents wanted her hair to be up; then she was going to have a secret reminder of Anna along with it. Compromise for everyone.
She headed over to the still-shattered window. All the shards of glass had been cleaned up, but the window itself had not been replaced yet. Changing the lock before replacing the window…seriously? Whatever, I'm not going to let that bother me. Besides, as long as the window is missing, I can have some outside air in here. Elsa was greatly tempted to climb right out the window and sit on the roof out of spite and also simply because there was a great view. After all, that's not the forest. The roof isn't going to have weird creepy people on it like there were in the forest… She shuddered, remembering the people that had ruined both her outside time and her conversations with Anna; and had, quite honestly, scared her half to death. I wish I had frozen them. Not actually hurt them or anything, just frozen their feet to the ground or something. Or made an ice wall that separated me from them. But no, I had to freak out and lose control instead. Wait, why am I thinking about how to fight with my dangerous powers? Maybe I really am a monster. Only a horrible person would be thinking like this after the same ability aka disability nearly killed her sister. And I can't control it anyway, so it doesn't make much difference. … I will not think about this anymore. I won't.
Elsa ripped her thoughts away from that distasteful inner monologue and went back to the roof. You know what, Elsa? Go on out on the roof. Let whatever happens happen. Except… Now she was thinking about something else. Could she really climb out there safely and come back in without falling? After all, she hadn't even climbed a tree since she was eight. I didn't even try to climb a tree when I was outside in the forest. Guess I should have, even if it wasn't exactly a proper thing to do…then again, going out on the roof isn't either. Elsa looked carefully outside. There was a ledge outside the window, wide enough to sit on. She wouldn't have to get onto the actual roof unless she wanted to. Without thinking her actions through any further, she climbed out the window onto the ledge. Ok, maybe this wasn't such a good idea, she thought as she looked down towards the ground. I think I pulled an Anna move here, assuming she still acts like she did when we were little. How high am I? Thirty feet? I don't know. Elsa wasn't scared of heights, per se, but the prospect of falling from that high was unnerving. Still, the view from the ledge while outside was amazing, especially for a girl who hadn't been outside for eight years, not including the few afternoons in the forest. V-e-r-y carefully standing up, Elsa moved down the ledge until she had cleared the edge of her room's window. Stupid room. This is so amazing out here! Elsa smiled as she gazed off into the distance at the North Mountain. The sight of the mountain was tantalizing; she still remembered her dream from a few nights before and still wondered what the summit was like.
She was closing her eyes and letting herself daydream about being on the summit when her sharp ears heard a knock on the door back in her room. Oops. It's time for breakfast, and I'm out here on the ledge… Elsa began slowly edging her way back to the window. She heard the door to her room open and Gerda say "Sorry, Princess Elsa, I thought the door was locked…wait, you aren't even in here. Where are you?" Elsa didn't dare shout that she was out on the ledge. Come on, self, just a little bit farther…
Gerda stuck her head outside and stared at Elsa. Elsa…on the roof. Only Anna does that…
A very startled Elsa began to slip and grabbed at the slanted portion of the roof…and pulled off a shingle. Oh no, oh no, oh no…don't fall, Elsa. Calm down. "Good morning, Gerda. I was just…" Elsa's voice trailed off. Ok, I was standing on the ledge daydreaming about the North Mountain. Yeah, not saying that.
"Princess, do you need help?"
"No! No, don't touch me! I can make it…I think." Elsa edged closer to the window. Almost there…
Without warning, Elsa's foot slipped, Gerda reached for Elsa's arm, and Elsa jerked sideways so she couldn't be touched. Elsa tumbled through the window into her room, landing hard on the floor. She smiled sheepishly at Gerda and said, "I guess I'm not sure-footed enough to climb out there."
"You scared me to death! You almost fell, and you wouldn't accept help…are you all right?"
"I didn't want to hurt you. My powers are almost completely back now…it's not safe for anyone to touch me anymore. That's why I came back in here late last night," Elsa explained as she got to her feet. Am I all right? I think so…wait… Elsa realized one wrist was bothering her. I must have landed on it the wrong way…
Gerda frowned, but she had figured as much. "Are you all right, though? You landed on the floor pretty hard."
"I'm fine." Elsa clasped her hands behind her back, ignoring the pulsing ache in her wrist. She didn't want to tell Gerda about it; she'd want to look at it and that wouldn't be safe.
"Well, here's your breakfast, princess. By the way, what happened to the lo-wait, Princess Elsa, you aren't fine. You're wincing for some reason. Can you tell me what's wrong?"
Elsa made a face. She thought she'd been doing a good job hiding her aching wrist. "Well…if I tell you, you have to promise not to try to touch it or anything. It isn't safe…and if you were going to ask me about the lock, I broke it last night taking a note back to Anna so she'd know why I abandoned her." Again, she added to herself.
"I won't try to touch it, princess. Maybe I could tell you what to do for whatever it is yourself." Elsa broke-well, she most likely froze-the lock open to take a note to Anna…she had to actually break out of her own room…
"I think I twisted my wrist funny when I landed because it really aches," Elsa explained. She started backing away when Gerda came closer to her. "You promised not to touch me!"
"All right, all right, princess. Sorry…ok, can you move it at all?"
Elsa experimented moving it. "I can, but it hurts to do that," she said, holding her wrist with her other hand. Actually it hurts a lot, but I'm not going to say that…
"It's probably sprained, then. Will you please let me look at it?" Gerda asked.
"No! I might hurt you! Just tell me what to do for it. I can handle it," Elsa said. Why was I stupid enough to try climbing out there? Now I'm stuck with a sprained wrist that I, if I'm being honest, have no idea what to do for…
"Princess Elsa, you have to wrap it to give it support until it's better. How are you going to do that yourself? Please let me help you," Gerda said.
"I don't know, but I'll figure something out. You can't touch me; it's not safe. If I'd done it yesterday, that would have been another story…but then again, I wasn't physically able to climb outside like that yesterday, either…never mind, I'm probably making no sense whatsoever," Elsa replied. Definitely making no sense whatsoever…
The conversation was interrupted when Anna knocked on the door with her signature knock.
And the door drifted open because of the broken lock.
"Oh wow, Elsa, your door wasn't locked!" Anna exclaimed. "Hey, what happened to that window?"
"Um…" Elsa thought quickly. "Something ran into it." Well, something did run into it…an icicle… "Anna, please, you have to go. It's not safe anymore." And there's a puddle of water over here from that patch of ice I accidentally made earlier…oh, no…Anna, please don't come over here…
"Well, duh something ran into it! What exactly happened? And why'd you leave in the middle of the night? I got your note, but I still don't get it," Anna said. "And what happened to your wrist? You're holding it funny, like you hurt it."
Elsa looked helplessly at Gerda. I have no idea what to say. "I threw an icicle at the window"? "I left because I might freeze you"? "I almost fell off the ledge outside"?
"Princess Anna, why don't you come back later?" Gerda asked, steering Anna out of the room.
"No, I wanna stay now! I'm not letting Elsa stay in her room all alone again! I want my questions answered!"
Elsa sighed. I can answer one of Anna's questions, anyways… "Ok, Anna…I fell and sprained my wrist, that's all."
"Then we gotta get you to the castle infirmary! The doctor'll fix it right up for you," Anna said, running towards Elsa, who immediately backed into the far corner.
"Anna, no! Stay away! I'm-" Elsa stopped talking when she noticed what Anna was looking at.
Anna stopped and eyed the puddle of water on the floor. "Where'd that come from? It isn't dumping or even drizzling anymore."
"Perhaps it's left over from the storm," Gerda jumped in quickly.
Yeah, Hurricane Elsa. That's the storm that did it, Elsa thought. "Anna, please go. It's not safe around me anymore. Please."
"Elsa, I thought we were starting to make a little progress. You let me hug you yesterday. In fact, you even hugged me back! And now you're backed into the corner practically shaking again, like you did when I barged in here the other day on your birthday. WHAT is going on?! Something is weird…you're scared of something, and whatever that something is doesn't apply to when you're sick," Anna said. Something's fishy…
Yeah, because it doesn't exist when I'm sick, at least that sort of sick anyway. Elsa stayed standing in the corner and said nothing.
"And you know what else? I don't believe you that something just ran into the window."
Elsa eyes went wide as Anna kept going. Did she guess what really happened? That I threw an icicle at the window? Where that puddle of meltwater on the floor came from?
"I think you busted it on purpose sometime during that rainstorm. Mom and Dad wouldn't let me near your room after they found you in here unconscious. I think they didn't want me to know about whatever happened in here. What did you throw at it? A book? A chair?" Anna asked curiously.
Elsa relaxed slightly. Anna didn't guess what really happened. But Anna still needs to leave! It's not safe in here anymore…
Anna turned toward the door when she heard someone in the doorway. We are so busted…no way to get out of it this time… "Oh, uh, hi Mom, hi Dad. I was just, um…talking to Elsa. Yeah, just talking to Elsa. Why is she all scared again now that she's better? Elsa won't let me near her again. Oh, and she hurt her wrist and she won't go down to the castle infirmary to take care of it."
"Anna, please, I'm fine. Please don't a-ask anym-more…I love you; it's j-just not s-safe. Please go…" Elsa tried to keep her voice steady but couldn't. So much for staying emotionless and impassive in front of Mom and Dad. Anna, please, please, please just stop asking questions…I can't take it anymore…
"How did you get in here, Anna?" Idun asked.
"The door just opened when I knocked on it…"
"Why was Anna able to push the door open just by knocking on it, Elsa?" Agdar asked, pulling Anna out into the hall. "Go on down to the dining hall for breakfast, Anna."
Knowing it was useless to argue further, Anna sent a virtual hug towards Elsa before disappearing down the hall.
Thank you, Anna. Anna's simple gesture lifted Elsa's spirits a little. "You might say I picked the lock, in a way," Elsa said. "I came back here late last night when I felt it wasn't safe for me to be around Anna anymore. I didn't want Anna to think I abandoned her for no reason, so I wrote her a note and left it in the guest room in her hand."
"What exactly did this note say? And just how did you 'pick' the lock?" Agdar went and looked at the broken lock closely. "This lock wasn't just picked. It's completely broken, Elsa. What did you do to it?"
"My note said 'Dear Anna, I'm sorry I left in the middle of the night, but I had to. Please forgive me. Love, Elsa'. That's it." No, Dad, I didn't go and blab about my real problem in the note. "And if you must know, I froze the lock open," Elsa added.
"Tell me you didn't really freeze the lock open…"
I could, but then I'd be lying. Elsa stayed quiet. And my wrist hurts. La la la, not going to think about it…
"Elsa, the door is supposed to lock for a reason. Now the whole lock needs to be replaced again," Agdar said.
Big deal. Next time leave it so I can lock it from the inside, and I wouldn't have tried to bust the lock in the first place. Elsa still said nothing.
"Elsa, what was Anna talking about when she said you hurt your wrist? Are you all right?" Idun asked.
"I'll be fine." Elsa forced a smile and clasped her hands behind her back again.
"I believe Princess Elsa sprained her wrist when she tumbled inside from out on the ledge," Gerda said.
Elsa shot Gerda an irritated look that said, 'What did you have to go and say that for?!'
"Elsa, what were you doing out on the ledge?" Agdar asked.
"Looking at the view," Elsa said, which was true.
"Elsa, you can look at the view from inside. It's bad enough Anna climbs on the roof. Now we have you doing it too!" Idun said.
"No roof climbing. And don't break the lock again. Also, don't go and make yourself ill on purpose like that ever again. There will be consequences next time," Agdar added.
It's not like there's much more you can punish me with. I'm already locked in here alone all the time; now actually literally… Elsa said nothing. And there goes my plan to do the sick thing again to temporarily get rid of my powers so I can safely spend time with Anna…
"What do you propose to do about your wrist?"
"Nothing?" Elsa asked hopefully. "I'm hungry; I want to eat my breakfast now." She sat down at her desk to eat, gingerly resting her aching wrist in her lap.
"Princess, you can't just leave it alone. It'll take forever to heal that way, not to mention you might injure it worse in the meantime," Gerda fussed.
"Gerda is right, Elsa. Either you let Gerda take care of it for you, or you do it yourself and let her see it afterwards," Idun said.
Elsa thought for a moment. Well, that's no contest… "Take care of it myself."
An hour later, a very annoyed and disgusted Elsa was finally able to sit down and actually finish eating breakfast. It had taken her several tries to get her wrist wrapped correctly to Gerda's satisfaction; which was made worse by the fact that Elsa was terrified she was going to freeze Gerda or something since she had to show Gerda her bare hand. Elsa sighed in relief once that whole mess was over and she finally had the room to herself again. While she hated being locked in her room all the time, she did not like being around people. Elsa still couldn't figure out if that was because she was afraid she was going to hurt someone, or because she really didn't like being around people. Stupid clumsy me. Why did I have to literally FALL back inside like that? I'm definitely not trying to go out on the ledge again. Not that it matters, since I was forbidden to anyway, but still.
Elsa stopped eating for a moment when she heard odd noises coming from her door. "Who is it?"
"It's just Kai, Princess Elsa. Your father said the lock needed to be replaced again…I'll be right back. I forgot a tool."
Great, just great. New lock already… A mischievous idea popped into her head. Elsa waltzed over to the door, shut it completely, and purposely iced over the door and doorframe surrounding where the lock should go. Kai already knew about her powers, so it wasn't like she was telling someone about them. There. New lock, indeed. And I'm not 'breaking the lock again' since it's already broken, so I'm not really doing anything bad…right? Well, not too bad… She knew that the ice would eventually crack or melt, so it wasn't like she had done something permanent. Elsa went back to her breakfast and waited to see the reaction to the mysteriously 'stuck' door.
She didn't have to wait long.
Five minutes later…"Princess Elsa, what did you do? The door wouldn't even stay closed earlier, and now it's stuck."
Elsa giggled as she heard banging noises that were Kai trying to get the door open. "The clue is in the temperature!" she said. Well, I can't feel temperatures at all, but I know the door must be cold where the ice is…
"The clue is in the temperature? Oh, wait…" Kai finally realized what Elsa had done. "Princess, did you ice over the doorframe and lock on your side of the door?"
Elsa nodded before remembering Kai couldn't see her. That was silly. "I did, yes. It's a free lock!"
Kai chuckled on the other side of the door. At least she's happy enough to make a joke, anyways… "Princess Elsa, that was a good joke, but I can't put the new lock in with the door iced shut…"
Elsa's mood dropped. "I know…it's not like the ice is permanent. It'll melt or crack eventually, sometime soon."
"For your sake, I hope it does. Somehow I don't think your parents will think that joke was as funny as I did…"
"No thanks for reminding me." I didn't mean any harm, but maybe that wasn't such a good idea. "I'll try to pull the ice off, I suppose. Will you please move away from the door in case this works?" Elsa asked.
"Of course, princess."
Elsa waited until she heard Kai move away from the door. Then she went over to the door and began trying to yank the ice off. Elsa let out a yelp when her efforts made her sprained wrist hurt worse. Ow, ow, ow. This is hopeless. How am I supposed to get that ice off? I guess this is what I get the one time I act on impulse. She examined the ice closely. I wonder if I could make it crack and shatter instead of just pulling it off… Elsa brought her good fist down hard on the ice, hoping it would crack. It did. Elsa retreated to the opposite side of the room before saying, "Ok, try opening the door again, Kai. I think the ice cracked enough to open the door."
The door creaked loudly, but the door did open. "How did you get the ice off, Princess Elsa?" Kai asked.
"I didn't…I punched it so it would crack," Elsa explained. "Evidently it worked."
"I think you're turning into your sister, princess. That sounds like something Princess Anna would do," Kai said, giving Elsa a smile.
"Really?!" Elsa's face lit up at the prospect of being like her sister. Then Anna hasn't changed a bit since she was five. She always acted on impulse; anytime, all the time, about everything. Anna was impulsive the night everything was ruined… Elsa struggled to dump that particular memory. She remembered her eight-year-old self shouting 'Wait! Slow down!', but five-year-old Anna hadn't been paying attention. Then Elsa had tried to keep with her, but she'd missed and hit Anna instead. If only I'd managed to be faster…or if I hadn't slipped. I had never slipped on my own ice until that moment. But no, that had to be the first time…and the last time, too…I've never slipped on my ice from losing control since then, either. Come on, Elsa; think about something else. Anything but that. Elsa watched as Kai took the broken lock out completely and began putting in the new one. That lock might be what was going to lock her in, but she was curious on how it was actually put together. "Could I put the lock in myself? You could tell me how to put it in. And don't worry; I'm not going to break it on purpose again. I just want to know how it works."
Kai looked at her with a puzzled expression. Why on earth would she want to help put the lock in? She knows it's going to be reversed so the lock is on the outside… "I'll be happy to let you do that, although I don't see why you would want to."
"Thank you!"
The next twenty minutes were spent with Elsa fiddling with the lock while Kai stood several feet away explaining how to put it in. Of course, it would have been easier if Elsa would let him stand next to her to explain things; but Elsa was adamant that he not get too close to her. "There, I think it's in correctly now," Elsa said, starting to shut the door to test it.
"NO! Princess Elsa, don't shut that!"
Elsa stopped in her tracks with her hand on the doorknob. "I just want to see if I did it right, that's all." Elsa sounded confused. "Oh…right, I forgot. If I did do it right and I shut the door, it will automatically lock and you won't be able to leave. In that case, you go in the hall and then I'll test it."
Kai obliged, taking the tools with him, and Elsa shut the door behind him. She tugged at the doorknob, but it had automatically locked, just like it was supposed to. "I think I did it right," Elsa said wryly. Ok, I just voluntarily locked myself in here with no way out. That was stupid. Why did I do that?
"Well, I don't know if you want to hear this or not, but you evidently installed it exactly right, Princess Elsa," Kai said from out in the hall.
"I don't know if I want to hear that or not either," Elsa answered ruefully from inside. I'm pleased I put it in right, but I'm not pleased in the least that I have no way to unlock that door anymore, even if I want to.
"I suppose I'll be leaving, princess."
Elsa said goodbye from inside and picked up the broken lock that had been left on the floor by the door. She was still fascinated with all the mechanical components within the lock. This one is identical to the new one on the door. It automatically locks and can only be unlocked with a key from the outside. I wonder if it is possible to pick it open without breaking it… Elsa had genuinely wanted to put the lock in herself simply out of curiosity, but now she was wondering if her new knowledge might allow her to get the door open. I don't know what the point of that would be, though. I can't leave my room anyway…it's not safe. Well, I guess it'd be safe at night, but I don't want to get in trouble again either. Who knows what would happen next time? I might get sent to the dungeons or something. Elsa giggled to herself. Nah, Mom and Dad wouldn't do that to me. I know they're scared of me and stuff; but I don't think they'd put me down there. You're really silly sometimes, Elsa; you know that? She decided to mess with the broken lock for awhile just for curiosity's sake. Besides, Elsa thought, if it's possible to pick the lock from inside, at least I'll have the knowledge that I'm capable of doing so even if I have no intentions to. I won't feel so much like I'm in a cage.
Five minutes of tinkering later, Elsa resigned herself to the knowledge that there was no way to open that lock from inside without completely breaking it-or, in her case, freezing it-again, which she had promised not to do. Stupid lock! Elsa hurled the broken lock out the still-missing window in disgust. She couldn't help feeling just a little self-satisfied when she saw it smashed to smithereens in the courtyard.
Elsa's disgust at the whole lock thing abruptly ended when she heard Anna knocking on her door.
"Hi again, Elsa!" Anna tried opening the door and couldn't. "I guess that dumb lock got replaced already. Can't you let me in? I just wanna talk to you like we did the last two days. And I still want to know what the problem is! Something's fishy about this whole thing!"
"I can't open the door. And please quit asking me what the problem is." Elsa's words came out sharper than she'd intended. I REALLY can't open the door now…
"What do you mean you can't open the door? You mean you won't open the door for some reason. And I'll quit asking when you or Mom or Dad TELL ME WHY!"
Elsa clenched her fists and looked around for something to pound on that she wouldn't ruin. Anna doesn't get it. I really cannot open that door no matter how much I want to. I'm locked in! I can't open it! She pounced on the pillows on her bed and vented her feelings out on those. Ice began spreading on the ceiling above her, but Elsa didn't notice.
"Oh yeah…did you get your wrist taken care of?" Anna asked from the other side of the door.
That made Elsa realize that beating up on the pillows wasn't such a good idea with her sprained wrist. That was a stupid thing to do, Elsa. It hurts, doesn't it? "Shut up," Elsa said aloud to her thoughts as she held her throbbing wrist with her other hand.
"I will not shut up! What'd you tell me to shut up for?!" Anna exclaimed.
"I didn't tell you to shut up!" Elsa shot back.
"You did too! I clearly heard you say 'shut up', and I know you're the only one in there. So you must have said it to me!"
Oops. I must have said 'shut up' to my thoughts out loud… "Anna, I was just talking to myself. Not you," Elsa tried to explain.
"You told yourself to shut up…yeah, I'm not buying it. Do you want me to go away?"
"No," Elsa answered. You can talk to me all day if you want to. Just leave if someone's coming, that's all.
"Well, um…can I come in then? I'll even stay way over on one side of the room if you want me to," Anna offered.
Elsa took a deep breath. "Anna, you need to get it through your head that I cannot open that door. I really can't." Anna, please understand…
"How is it that you actually can't open the door? You hurt one wrist, not both. Therefore you can open the door. Please? I know you're scared of people touching you for some reason again now that you're better, so I'll just stay on the other side of the room. That way, at least we can still talk face-to-face," Anna said.
That's not it, Anna. I CAN'T OPEN THE DOOR! It's locked on the outside… Elsa didn't know what to say, so she said nothing. I couldn't let Anna in right now anyway…she'd see all those icicles dangling from the ceiling. She gave the threatening-looking icicles on the ceiling a nasty glare. Those things almost scare me, and I'm the one that made them, even if it was subconsciously. Elsa realized the icicles' menacing appearance was because they had appeared when she was angry. The ones that appeared when she was scared or upset weren't quite so disturbing-looking. That is so creepy. Elsa made a private promise to herself that 1)she would try her best to tamp her anger down more than ever from now on; and 2)if she failed, she was not going to look at the icy results afterwards.
"And I still want to know why! I mean; this is ridiculous! I know you're scared for some reason, and I think mad too, since I definitely heard you say 'shut up'. What's going on that no one will tell me?!"
"I CAN'T TELL YOU!" Elsa couldn't hold it in any longer. The physical manifestations of Elsa's conflicted emotions appeared as all the ice on the ceiling came crashing down on the floor. Elsa ducked under her arms as shattered icicles rained onto the floor around her. What did I do?! She looked frantically around her room. It looks like an ice bomb exploded in here. Elsa was even more troubled when she realized she was standing in a small ice-free circle in the center of the room. I made a dangerous mess all over the room, and it didn't touch me at all?! She was glad the ice hadn't landed on her; but it was disturbing that she had seemingly made that huge mess "on purpose" since the ice missed her entirely. It must be because it's my ice…it somehow knows not to hurt me, I guess. Either that, or I subconsciously directed it away from myself.
"What was all that loud crashing in there, Elsa?" Anna asked.
I just made a huge mess and dropped ice all over the place, that's what, Elsa thought. "I dropped something."
"What, a ton of bricks? Come on, Elsa, what happened in there?" Anna asked.
Elsa bit her lip and said nothing. There really wasn't a logical reason she could give Anna. For goodness sakes, the truth isn't logical. "Well, I got mad and dropped ice off the ceiling, Anna." Yeah, that just makes loads of sense-not! I can't tell Anna that, and even if I could, it doesn't sound believable anyway… She heard footsteps coming down the hall and promptly said, "Anna, you need to go-now. Someone's coming."
Anna turned to see her mother coming down the hall. How does Elsa hear so much from in there?! "Bye, Elsa! See you later!" She took off running to her own room.
Elsa heard her mother ask her what the loud crashing had come from. "May I come in?"
It's not like I have much say in the matter. I can't control whether you unlock that door or not. "I don't care, but be prepared to see a huge mess," Elsa said, and went to the opposite side of the room, easily making her way through the slippery shards of ice all over the floor. Elsa bit her lip as she heard the lock click open.
"Goodness gracious, what happened in here?" Idun asked, taking in the sheer amount of ice shards on the floor.
Elsa gave a slightly obnoxious reply. "I dropped some things."
"Now Elsa, what really happened? There are little pieces of ice all over the floor. Usually the floor or whatever the material happens to be is solid ice if you lose control. Explanation, please."
"There were icicles all over the ceiling. I got mad and they…fell everywhere," Elsa said truthfully. Please believe me. That's the truth. I myself don't know exactly why that happened.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
"No! Why would I make this huge mess in my room on purpose?" Elsa forced herself not to cry when she realized Idun had backed all the way out of her room back into the hallway. Conceal, don't feel; conceal, don't feel…Mom's scared of me. She thinks I did it on purpose. Because I admitted it happened when I was angry…
"I don't know, Elsa. You have to admit it's rather strange. Have you ever made this particular type of ice mess before? I've never seen anything like it."
"I've never seen anything like it before, either. Honest! I don't know how I did it!" Elsa cried.
"The floor, Elsa…"
Elsa looked down to see ice forming under her feet. Conceal, don't feel… The ice didn't stop spreading. "I'm trying, but it's not working!" It didn't help that she noticed her mother had moved to the far side of the hallway. Now I'm really, really trying to do what I'm supposed to, and it's not working. I'm just not good enough…I can't fix this myself… Elsa couldn't take the sight of her mother in the hallway, trying not to look scared, but not succeeding. Idun may have fooled someone else besides Elsa; but Elsa was good at people-reading. Right that second, Elsa wished with all her heart she wasn't. Elsa ran across the room, not caring about all the ice shards, and slammed the door shut. "I'm sorry your oldest daughter is such an abnormal freak. I can't help it, ok?!" To ensure no one could come in and bother her, Elsa took off her gloves and purposely sealed the entire door and doorframe shut with ice before slipping them back on. There, nobody'll be coming in here for a long, long while until that melts. Then she threw herself on the bed and cried.
A/N: Um...so I guess Elsa's really upset again.:/ Don't ask me why Elsa decided she wanted to put the lock in herself.:P I thought the mechanics of it would be interesting to her since "my" Elsa likes drawing blueprints, and we know canon Elsa definitely likes geometry and builds flawless ice palaces.:) So yeah, IDK...:P
Anyway, I'd love feedback whether it's "EWW THAT WAS HORRIBLE!" or "EEK THAT WAS AMAZING!":)
Next chapter coming soon:)