"It's a little warmer in here than I thought," Anna whispered as she leaned in to her new husband, surprising him a bit. As far as he knew, they were supposed to be quiet while the minister was talking.

"Yeah, it is," he agreed. Anna looked around- there was Elsa, looking absolutely regal as she sat with Rapunzel, who was leaning her head against her husband's shoulder. She squinted at them momentarily, ignoring Grandpa Pabbie, who had a stoic look on his face as usual. What was his name again? she thought as she concentrated on Rapunzel's husband. It looked as if he were about to fall asleep, blinking his brown eyes over and over again to try and stay awake. It didn't matter what her cousin's husband's name was anyway, considering she as going to meet them again at the after party later. Besides, she thought, turning back to Kristoff, who was nervously focused on the minister's words, I'm with my valiant, pungent, reindeer king….

And valiant he was- in her opinion, at least. What others would consider sightly boyish on Kristoff she found wonderful- the mop of blond hair on his head, how it swooped into his eyes sometimes, the large honker in the middle of his face, like a crater- okay, maybe that was not exactly the right way to describe your lover's nose, but Anna couldn't help it. She was absolutely smitten.

His eyes were also something she adored- a rich, deep brown, like the chocolate treats she used to eat as a kid. Boy, did, Anna love chocolate, especially the truffles Elsa sometime shad imported from Belgium. But since his eyes were not actually chocolate, she couldn't literally swallow them up and gobble them down. She could however, swallow them in hers, getting lost in a sea of delicious goodness that was hers forever. She let her eyes trail over his body, taking in the way his muscles stretched out his tuxedo.

Having never seen Kristoff in a tuxedo, she thought he looked extremely, well, dashing. The suit itself looked as if it were going to give way to the glorious muscles hidden underneath though- not that that was a problem for her. She would have liked to see them more often.

"Anna?" Kristoff's voice broke through her thoughts, although she paid it no mind. She was in absolute rapture just standing there.

"Anna!" Kristoff's voice practically yelled, booming through the chapel as Anna jumped. She could hear laughter coming form the congregation. Looking over for a quick minute, she saw Elsa laughing with Rapunzel and her husband, whose name she was going to have to get if she wanted to meet him formally later. The three of them were trying to stifle their soft chuckles, Elsa's smile broad across her face- something Elsa had only reentry started doing. It was good, in Anna's opinion, seeing as she thought happiness suited her sister well.

Anna heard Kristoff clear his throat and she turned back to him as he said, "Sorry, sorry…" He jutted his head at the minister, who was waiting patiently if not grudgingly, looking as if he had swallowed a lemon whole.

"Do you, Kristof Bjorman," the minister said dryly, "take Princess Anna of Arendelle as your lawfully wedded wife?" Sighing, Kristoff looked to Anna, face lit up like fireworks on the Fourth of July. He nodded, answering, "Yes." The minister sent Anna a look as he then said to her, "Do you, Princess Anna of Arendelle, take Kristoff Bjorman to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Anna smiled, her lips stretching until she thought she as going to rip a muscle. Eyes crinkling at the corners, she jumped up and down excitedly, clenching and unclenching her fingers. Laughs garnered from the guests as she nodded, biting her lip answering with a loud squeal, "YES!" With a nod, the minister announced, "The rings, please!"

The doors of the chapel creaked open, and everyone sent their attention to the back of the room as the ring bearer- or, reindeer, if that was a better term- waltzed in, knobby knees shaking as he tried keeping the pillow clasped in his mouth securely. Anna laughed, watching as Sven tried his best looking regal and utterly failed. After a few tense minutes, Sven made it to the altar, nudging Kristoff gently, licking Anna's hand. Reindeer drool dripped off her fingers as Sven clip-clopped to a spot in the aisle, standing next to Elsa proudly. Holding out the silk pillow, the minister presented the rings, the pure gold alloys gleaming in the light that streamed through the windows.

"In representation of you love, place the rings on one another's fingers," the minister explained, inclining his head towards Kristoff, "the groom first, please." Slowly, Kristoff picked up one of the rings, gazing upward at Anna. She bi there lip harder and she thought she might have drawn some blood, but she didn't care. She shoved her hand at him, grinning like a cheesier cat as she felt the cool metal slide onto her finger. The minister turned towards her, "Now the bride."

Not looking at what she was doing, Anna let her fingers grope around the sod silky material of the pillow until she felt her fingers brush the ring. Nearly attacking it, she grabbed for it, only to have it bounce of her fingers and onto the floor.

"Oops! Sorry, sorry!" she apologize quickly as she bent down the grab it, the ring rolling just out of her reach. Anna knew people were probably looking at her funny- her cousin certainly was, exchanging glances with her sister- as she hitched up the skirt of her wedding dress to run after the ring, seeing it spin to a stop mid-way down the aisle on the egg-white carpet. Laughter rolled through the air for what seemed like the third time as Anna picked up the ring carefully, clutching it tightly in her hand before trotting back to the altar, where Kristoff was trying to contain his laughter, the minister looking not at all pleased.

"Do you think this is a joke, Princess Anna?" the minster scolded. Anna tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear, and she felt the heat rise to her cheeks, turning them a rosy red color.

"Sorry, sorry," she apologized again, and the minister said once more, "The bride, if you please." Once the chuckles and giggling died down, Anna took Kristoff's hand in hers, his skin warm to the touch as she poised his finger for the ring. Slowly, she placed the ring on his finger, eyes widening gin surprise when it didn't go all the way.

"Anna, it's okay-" Kristoff said as he watched her narrow her eyes at it, suddenly wincing as she gripped his hand with vise-like strength, trying to push it on.

"Oh, come on!" she whined, receiving laughter yet again from the guests. This time however, they were unable to control it, and she noticed Kristoff look to the front pew. Following his gaze, she saw Elsa, her shoulder's hunched over as Rapunzel leaned on her, laughing so hard their faces were turning red, tears dotting the corner of their eyes. Rapunzel's husband was leaning over his knees, and Anna could see his back quivering with sobs and gales of laughter, his loud hoot echoing in the chamber. Reaching the altar, she brushed off the skirt of the dress, grabbing Kristoff's hand again. This time, she slid the ring on carefully, furrowing her row in nervous excitement as she watched it slid into place, this time staying there.

After making sure the ring was secure, Anna took a step back to admire Kristoff, her face still red- whether it was from embarrassment or happiness or just plain sunburn, she wasn't sure (not that mattered). Kristoff's face was equally red, and he averted his gaze, casting his eyes down so he was staring at his shoes. Anna stifled a small giggle as he cast his eyes up at her, an impish, apologetic smile on his goofy face. The organ started up once more as the minister then announced:

"You may now kiss the-"

Anna didn't wait for him to finish, instead nearly tackling Kristoff with such ferocity, she may as well have been a lion and he the gazelle she preyed on for dinner. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she smashed her face against his, absolutely elated when he clasped her small was it with his huge hands. When they broke apart, both were red-faced and smiling.

Cheers emanated from the crowd as Anna looked at the front pew- Elsa was clapping politely, a proud look on her face while Rapunzel was squealing and cry in with joy, her husband nodding at her in congratulations. She felt Kristoff wrap his hand around her waist, squeezing her into his side- his way of giving her a hug, she realized, while in the public eye. Petals were thrown on the floor, floating gently through the air as they made their way down the aisle.

"This is exciting!" Anna said to Kristoff with hushed excitement as she clutched his arm, "I mean, I'm married! You're married! We're married!" Kristoff let out a strong bellow, a laugh coming deep from his gut.

"Whoa, whoa, feisty pants!" he cried as she suddenly grabbed his hand, pulling him down the aisle of the church.

"Geez!" she complained, already huffing and puffing after a few feet, "why is this aisle so- ACK!" Anna was suddenly tumbling to the ground- bringing Kristoff with her no less. Soon they were a tangle of arms legs and clothing as they toppled over each other on their way to the floor, much to the congregations amusement.

"Sorry, sorry!" Anna apologized to her new husband as he sat up, looking a bit dazed before shaken this head, snapping back into reality. Hesitantly, she reached out with one hand, her othe hand resting on the soft rug, the fibers tickling her fingers. Biting her lip, she asked, "Are you okay? How's your head?" Gently, she grazed the back of his skull with her slender fingers, making him wince.

"Ah! Oh, I, uh- I'm okay, really!" he assured her as she put on a worried look, blue eyes beginning to brim with tears. Reaching out, he brushed them away, and Anna grabbed his hand, holding it against her cheek, almost purring at its warmth.

"Good," she said, Kristoff starting to get up, brushing dust off his tuxedo.

"Get a room, you two!" yelled a voice jokingly, making the newlyweds jump in surprise. Exchanging glances, they looked around, until Anna's face lit up- Rapunzel's husband had a hand cupping one side of his mouth to project his voice, a wide grin on his face. Anna grinned as she watched Rapunzel jab him playfully in the side, Elsa sending him a glare that could have froze his bones completely.

"Anna," Kristoff won back her attention, "shall we get going?" Without realizing it, they had walked to the end of the aisle, standing at the doors, the oak dark and gleaming with some sort of lacquer. Anna could smell the faint stench of maple in the air- probably coming from the finish on the wood , she held her hand out, wiggling her fingers. He took it, his big fingers nearly crush in ghee hand, making it look smaller than it actually was in comparison. Anna was about to push the door open when she heard a sharp cry:

"Wait!"

Turning the couple saw Elsa running gout, holding the skirt of her dress so she wouldn't trip- Anna could only imagine how hard it was to run in heel shade of ice, amazed at how well Elsa did it. Chest heaving, Elsa came to a atop. Her face was extremely red.

"Krisotff…" Elsa panted, leaning over her knees as she tried to catch her breath, "R-remember what we," she gasped, "remember what we talked about….?" Kristoff shared a confused look with Anna as Elsa finally stood up, dusting off her dress. Clasping her hands in front of her, she regained that regal outlook she always had.

Oh, the thought struck him, she means that…

"A-are you talking about…. about what you said in the dressing room…?" he asked, feeling the heat rush to his cheeks, the tip of his nose. Anna raised an eyebrow in question.

"You visited his dressing room….?" Anna asked, her voice meek and small. Shoulders slumping, she looked like a child who had just dropped their ice cream in the sand on a hot summer's day at the beach.

"Anna, don't worry," Elsa tried to comfort her as she saw her lower lip quiver, "nothing happened-"

"Wait, WHAT?!" Anna nearly shouted, eyes bugging out of her head. Elsa slapped a palm to her forehead, Kristoff unsure of what to do. He knew that Elsa had not done anything. Elsa knew that she had not done anything.

"Okay, I worded that poorly," she muttered to herself, followed by a curse before saying, "Anna-"

"No!" Anna pulled herself away, "you're telling me that Kristoff and you…. that you and he…?!" Anna was flustered, wringing her hands. Tears began to form, slowly at first, but soon there were waterworks everywhere, Anna's green eyeshadow running down her cheeks. Between tears and gasping sobs of horror, Anna saw Rapunzel and her husband run into the front hall, her husband sliding to a stop when he saw the commotion.

"Rapunzel, I think we should-" he began, until Rapunzel cu thin off, jumping into the midst of the argument. Her brgith green eyes stared at Anna lovingly as she wrapped her arms around her.

"What's wrong?" Rapunzel leaned over to Elsa.

"She thinks that Kristoff and I…" Elsa was too ashamed to even think about it, her voice trailing off before she could finish her explanation. Rapunzel looked at the hulking blond man- he definitely looked like he and Elsa could have been the couple instead of him and Anna. But here Anna was on her wedding day at the church, sobbing over some fictional tale she made up in her head.

Rapunzel smiled, shaking her head, thinking, This is just like her, to worry over nothing…

"Wh-what are you smiling at me for?!" Anna hiccuped, using the back of her hand to wipe away some of the ruined makeup. Her fingers came away green. She jumped as Kristoff laid a beefy hand on her shoulder.

"Anna, sweetheart," he said soothingly, trying to pull her in to him, wrap her in a hug. Anna did her best to resist, but it was no use. She was tired from crying for the last five minutes and his voice was just so enticing, sucking he run like mile through a straw. Kristoff pecked the top of her head, a bit uncomfortable that people were now in the hall, trying to see what was going on, "Look at me."

His wife turned her head away, sniffling as she did so. Some of the makeup had dried on her face, leaving green rivers and scratches. He bent his knees- it was hard to talk to her at the moment, seeing as she was so cry short and he cursed with being incredibly tall- and tried again.

"Anna," he took her chin in his hand, "please look at me. Calm down. Just focus-" Anna had begun to hyperventilate slightly, her breath coming in short gasps, "- Look at me! Anna, just focus on me, okay?!" After a few minutes of pleading, she finally calmed down just enough for Kristoff to hold her attention. Letting out a sigh, he said, "Anna, you know I love you.

"Really?"

Kristoff nodded, "more than anything in the world- heck, more than my ice business!" There was a disgruntled snort from Sven as he sidled up to Rapunzel, cocking his head at them.

"But you love your ice business," Anna whimpered, "you said so yourself-"

"Yes, but Anna, once i met you, I knew that I never wanted to let you go," Kristoff explained, his chest puffing as he took in a sharp breath, "and I knew that I wanted to help you and be your best friend…. Anna, I want to love you and only you." Anna wiped at her face again, a few smidgens of makeup coming off.

"Really?" she asked again, a smile playing at the corner of her lips.

"Anna, I love you," Kristoff said softly, a sheepish smile on his face. Anna let out a laugh, before nodding.

"I love you too."

"I know," he said affectionately, "that's why I need you to trust me when i say this: nothing happened between me and your sister." Anna looked at Elsa, who nodded in agreement.

"Anna," Elsa said, "Kristoff is great, but I don't think of him the way you do."

"And the same goes for me- I mean, I don't think of Elsa in that way," Kristoff backed her up. Anna heaved her small chest before smiling a little. Kristoff sighed with relief- now the crying was over, at least. He wasn't really able to deal with people crying.

"Then what did you talk about?" Anna asked her. Elsa placed her hands on Kristoff's shoulders, little shards of ice appearing int eh fabric of the tuxedo.

"That I was happy it was him marrying you instead of…. well, you know who, Anna." Anna suddenly let out a laugh, her grin so wide Kristoff and Elsa gave each other strange glances- Anna sure could be a handful. But she was their handful.

"M-M-Me too!" she said with giddiness, jumping into Kristoff's arms. There was a loud cheer from the crowd as the couple then pushed the doors open, leaving Elsa in the company of the citzen's and her cousin.

"So glad that's taken care of!" Elsa and Rapunzel shared a laugh, Rapunzel looping her arm into Eugene's.

"So, are we going to go to the after-party now?" Rapunzel asked.

"Of course!" Elsa exclaimed, "Anna would love to have you- and Eugene?" Eugene Fitzherbert looked up, a slightly alarmed glint in his eyes, as if he had seen some sir tot shocking revelation.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" he answered politely, giving her a small incline of his head. Rapunzel giggled as Elsa rolled her eyes at him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Eugene, please, call me Elsa," Elsa said, "after all, you are married to my cousin- so that makes us in-laws!" Nodding, Euegen cracked a smile. So far, Rapunzel's cousins were quite a handful- Anna more than Elsa, after witnessing the confrontation seconds ago- but he had a feeling he would enjoy their company as much as he enjoyed the company of his wife. The citizens had begun to exit the chapel, following the happy couple as they waltzed towards the castle.

Well? Come on!" Elsa grabbed them by their hands and pulled them in the direction of the castle. Eugene suddenly winced, crying out in astonishment, making Rapunzel jerk Elsa backwards with a loud "OW!"

"Sorry!" Rapunzel apologized, "it's just-"

"What? What happened?" Esa asked, turning to face her, then gasped sharply, blue eyes wide and child-like. Euegen's hand had ben completey frozen, concealed in a thick block of ice. Euegen himself had started to lean with the pull of gravity, Rapunzel propping him on her shoulder for support.

"I am so sorry!" Elsa cried, waving her hand. Blue sparkles emanated from her fingers, thawing the ice until his ahdn was free.

"It's nothing!" Eugene said, a grimaced smile on his face. And I thought she had control over them last time Punzie and I came to visit… he thought with remorse, rubbing his hand, Pins and needles spread as he rubbed the skin, his fingers turning slightly red.

"So…." Elsa said awkwardly, church bells ringing through the air, "shall we get going? Anna wouldn't want us to miss anything!"