Anna woke up to a surprising warmth around her back. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she sat up and let the blanket slide off her back. It occurred to her that she hadn't changed into her nightgown from last night, and… her sister was lying underneath her with nothing.

"Huh?" Her eyes wide awake, but her mind was still barely making it. She stumbled out of bed and heard a murmur from behind her.

Her messy braid seemed to shine under the invading sunlight rested on her smooth pale shoulders. Her hands stretched out and fell onto the side of the bed, tugging a tired lopsided grin on Anna's face. She bent down and kissed the tired and still sleeping blonde, "Rest well, I'll see you later." before heading to the door. Since her sister was sleeping in her chambers, it was probably best not to shower in there in case it woke her up.

To her knowledge, Elsa hadn't slept early in the past few days and after an exhausting night like that, it couldn't hurt anybody to let her majesty sleep in one morning. If anyone, she decided, were to wake her sister up, they were going to get a good bashing by a certain reindeer. No matter who, even if they were a dignitary, king, or prince.

With a huff, determined, she pranced down the corridor looking for a helper. When she spotted Gerda, she pounced the older lady from behind.

"Gerda! Good morning! Merry Christmas!"

The slightly plump lady made an oof sound before patting the arm clung around her chest, "Merry Christmas, your highness." She greeted with a smile. "My, you haven't changed your clothes from yesterday, have you?"

"Mhm!" Anna nodded happily like it wasn't disgusting while the older lady made a face.

"Didn't you helped Sir Kjell yesterday with smithing?"

"Mhmm!" The old woman quickly pried the princess' hands off her chest upon feeling the nod against her back.

With a deep inhale, she sighed, "Well now, young lady. Wouldn't want you stinking during the festival now, do we?"

"But I don't stink," Anna retorted with a pout.

"Yes but you smell like five litres of perspiration. Or sex. Now off you go, I'll prepare a ba-"

"Waaaaiit!" Gerda turned around and paused in her dragging of the princess back to her room. She hushed the woman with a finger over her mouth and whispered, "Elsa's sleeping so.. um, can I bathe in her room instead or something?"

"Sure thing, my dear."

A bath and lots of nagging later, the princess left her sister's chambers sparkling clean and smelling like daisies.

Standing by the door was Kai, probably expecting Elsa to exit the room instead of her. "Your majest-"

Anna forced an apologetic grin at the butler, "Actually… Elsa's still sleeping, mind if she skipped breakfast today?"

The man snorted, "Her majesty has skipped breakfast all week, what's another day." His voice coated with sarcasm. And to be honest, Anna couldn't disagree. Her sister had been skipping breakfast so often it was really concerning. And she was pretty sure Elsa hadn't been properly eating her other meals since the King of Weselton visited. Speaking of which, when was he leaving? Was three days not enough to seal a deal between the two kingdoms? Or decide that there was no deal. Whatever.

With or without that man around, it made no difference except the two sisters had less time to see each other because Elsa would be busy entertaining him, the guest, which was an unnecessary increase in her workload, in the princess' opinion.

"May I know your plans for the day, Princess Anna?" Kai asked as he walked with the younger girl down the corridor, to the dining hall.

"Umm…" She thought for a moment. Gerda mentioned the festival earlier, which, if she recalled right, started in – she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall just below the balcony – three hours and fifteen minutes. If she recalled right. Worst case scenario, it was in an hour's time and Elsa was going to be late.

But Arendelle could wait, she decided. Her sister's sleep was more important than celebrating, she prioritised. "Maybe I'll go open the presents first. Can I, Can I Can I? Elsa did give me thirteen… Did you tell her otherwise, Kai?"

Kai nodded. "Maybe just one. I'm sure your sister would want to see how happy you are and how much you appreciate them. And I'm afraid I didn't. But your sister would've insisted so anyway, don't you think?" He said with a smile. After raising both girls, he was confident he knew them well enough. He treated the two girls like they were his precious children if not for the fact he was a mere butler.

"You're right. Such a stinker." She smirked to herself. Just like any child on Christmas, Anna was more than excited to unwrap the presents laid by the tree. Remembering it was thirteen years' worth of Christmas only served to make her bubble beside the gifts even more excitedly. They were presents from her sister, after all.

After having learned that Santa never existed, Anna was heartbroken only to learn that some of her annual Christmas gifts were from Elsa until they separated. Which explained why she started to receive one less after that night she lost her memories. She knew when papa and mama tried to make it up by giving her something extra but it was never the same. Somehow, she had always known, or expected something. It was like Elsa's gifts were special and when she received one, she would know. It was from that Santa, she used to think to herself before it was revealed there was zero Santa, not three. Not. Even. One.

The first one she picked, was a pair of ice skates. White leather shoes with dark brown laces with polished steel skates. So Elsa. She smiled to herself. Sitting in the left shoe compartment, was a little note.

Hello Anna!

I hope you liked it. This was easily the first gift I thought I needed to give you. I don't know if you remember this but when you were younger – three, I think, when it all started - you would slide around the ice I made in your little boots and ignore my warnings only to whine about the cold later on. So now that I've gotten you these, you'd better use them.

Love, Elsa

Totally Elsa. She grin grew wider. She would bet tonight's dessert her sister had a note in every gift. And maybe some of them pointing out her little quirks too.

Speaking of quirks, she couldn't wait for her sister to open her present too. She did make one in town based on Elsa's oddity.

Eager to find out whether the Queen appreciated her gift, all concerns about her sister's lack of sleep flew out the castle windows as she rushed back to her room and jumped onto the bed.

"Elsa, Elsa, Elsa! Wake up!" A tingling sense of nostalgia nagged her at the back of her mind.

"Let me sleep, Anna." Was the reply which washed it all away, dashing all hopes of reliving her childhood as the stubborn little brat she remembered herself as.

"The sky's awake! And I'm awake! So we have to play!" She tried again.

"Go play by yourself," the Queen grunted and attempted to shove the princess off the bed, only to fail miserably.

"Still think sex is an exercise?" She said smugly with a smirk on her face. She snorted inwardly remembering her sister's words last night.

"Anna!" Elsa jumped out, red painted over her face, the sudden strength she found in her allowing her to push the younger girl off of her. When it finally occurred to her that she was naked, she screamed once more and pulled the covers over herself before apologising. "Anna!? Oh- Oh right, you.. tore it off. I'm sorry." She said as she conjured another nightgown.

Anna scanned her from head to hip and raised an eyebrow before Elsa waved her hand, "I'll take a bath later. For now, this'll do. Did you leave me to sleep in?"

"Yeah yeah, shhh, no work for now. You have a festival later, work comes later. Anyway, it's Christmas! I want you to open my present! Hurry, hurry!" She rambled on as she pulled her sister out of bed. "I'm sure you're going to love it! I made it just for you, all on my own. Wait, it's kind of personal so I hope you like it. Oh no, maybe I should've gotten something made by someone else instead? What if it's not good, I recently learned from Kristoff how to make it and- and- and, I wasn't sure what to think of it, to be honest. It was the first thing that came to mind when I thought of Christmas so… Elsa please tell me you'll like it." Just as she finished her rambling, they arrived at the Christmas tree.

Elsa gave her younger sister a light squeeze on her hand and gave a reassuring smile, "Anna, whatever it is you made, I'm sure I'll love it."

"I don't want your obligatory love."

"Pretty sure last night wasn't obligatory."

"Elsa!"

"What? I'm cuff-free and back to being Queen." She smirked as she squatted down to look for Anna's gift to her. "Wow I didn't realise I got you that many- is that yours?"

"…Yes?"

"You could've asked Kai or Gerda to wrap it for you, you know. Just saying."

"It'd be less persona- did you get Kai and Gerda to help?! Cheater!" She gasped and pointed accusingly.

"Not a competition, Anna. Besides, I'd win. I got you fourteen, you got me one."

"Yeah, thirteen to make up for thirteen years, cheater." She smirked. When Elsa frowned, Anna realised she had said the wrong word. "Oh no, no, no, no, Elsa I'm so, so sorry. Come on, let's just open up my present, okay?"

Elsa remained silent for five whole minutes as she figured out how to remove the messy wrapping around whatever the gift was that Anna made for her before finally deciding to rip it all off with a growl.

Her eyes widened at the gift in hand, "A… snowglobe." Her eyes widened, her tone unreadable. "Anna, you said you made this?"

"Yeah, Kristoff used to make those in some factory or sorts during the winters when nobody wanted ice, see, so… did you like it?"

"Even the Marshmallow and Olaf in it?"

"Yes…?" Doubt rising from her stomach, Anna started to feel like puking. All she needed was the little push over the edge and she was probably going to run back to her room and cry. She spent days on it and all she wished was for her sister to like it.

Elsa remained silent for a while, inspecting every tiny little detail of the snow globe. White glittery specks swirled inside, some falling and sliding of the mini-Marshmallow's broad and smooth back. "Why… Marshmallow? And Olaf?"

"Well, they're snowman. And for some reason when I think of you, I think of snowmen. I think it was because of your powers, the winter and my lost memories – oh speaking of memories, I noticed when I was younger I asked you to build snowmen really often, huh?" She asked, to which Elsa nodded before she continued. "And so I thought you probably loved building snowmen more than I did. And considering your.. unique snowmen's look, I thought I could probably never build one as quirky as your types, so… Olaf and Marshmallow! Eh-he-he-he." She forced a laugh. "Seriously though, do you like it?"

"Like it?"

"You know… like when you like someone, you tell them. When you love someone, you tell them… Do you like your present?"

"Anna, I love it." She finally said, eyes still on the snow globe. She turned to her sister with a tear in her eye, who was overcome by immense relief, and said, "I love it, Anna. I really love it. Thank you so much."

AN: *Sits in a corner and prays they got christmas right* We open presents on the day itself, right? ^^a