Anna skipped down the hallway in her nightgown with her arms wrapped around herself, a pillow tucked under one armpit and a hairbrush in one hand. She was bubbling with so much excitement about the event that was about to take place that if she squeezed herself any harder she probably would have broken herself in half.

It was her favorite day of the week: Friday!

Every Friday she and Elsa would hang out and have a girls' night together. They'd usually meet in Elsa's room because hers was a lot bigger. They'd chat and giggle and do each other's hair and pig out on chocolate and sometimes they'd maybe have a wild pillow fight or unrelenting tickle fights, the latter usually leaving them aching around the ribs the very next morning! Oh, and the sleepovers! Sure, they were the queen and princess of Arendelle, but that didn't mean they couldn't do fun, sisterly things together! Plus, they had a heck of a lot of time to make up for considering all the years they missed out on… Anna sighed just thinking about all the precious memories they could have made together and then reminded herself not to dwell on it. The past was in the past. All that mattered now was that they were together again, and it was almost like the sorrowful separation never happened!

Anna loved everything about their special nights together but the sleepovers were definitely one of Anna's favorite things about them. Being able to cuddle with her sister (innocently, of course, they were sisters after all!), feeling the comforting warmth of her body and just knowing she was there with her and not a dream was all she could ever ask for.

Every passing week Anna was getting more and more impatient with waiting for their exciting night to begin. They had a specific time set for when they were supposed to start their girls' night, and Anna found herself staring at the clock waiting for that hour to arrive, wanting to strangle the clock to make it move quicker! And she gave in to that urge today and ended up murdering the clock… Whoops!

Showing up in front of Elsa's room, she didn't bother knocking and walked right in. Elsa was expecting her, after all! She was more than technically early but it wasn't like Elsa would turn her away because of that. At least this way they could get their fun started sooner rather than later!

Upon entering the room she saw it was lacking the presence of her sister and felt a wave of disappointment envelope her. Then noises coming from the closed bathroom door indicated where Elsa was and Anna relaxed. Deciding not to alert Elsa that she was there just yet, Anna hopped over to the bed, where she planned to make herself comfortable while she waited for Elsa to come out. Tossing her own pillow and brush by the headboard, Anna swung her arms as if getting ready to dive and then hurled herself face first onto the bed.

Her body landed on the soft surface with as much grace as she was capable of and the downward force of her weight kicked up an object that was hiding amongst the crevices of the sheets. When the item jumped a few inches away from her face, Anna let out a startled yelp and scrambled to her knees. Seeing that it was nothing life threatening, she looked at the object with interest, her head cocked to the side.

It really wasn't anything particularly special, just a random icicle chilling in the middle of the bed. Anna wasn't surprised to see it there because she was in Elsa's room and Elsa had her ice powers which meant she could make snow and ice whenever she felt like it. It was a bit odd for it to just be laying around on the bed where it could melt and drench the sheets though.

Maybe she got a little thirsty and made herself a popsicle but before she could enjoy it, she got distracted for whatever reason and went to the bathroom, forgetting all about it! Anna thought. That was understandable.

Anna figured it would be a shame to just let it waste away, and she was a bit thirsty herself so what better way to quench her thirst than an already made popsicle?

Anna reached for it, taking it between her hands and feeling the cold slickness. The icicle was definitely not the size of a standard popsicle, Anna couldn't help but notice. It was thick and long and irregularly shaped at the end. Obviously Elsa liked sucking on popsicles a lot and the more there was, the better to enjoy! Anna would totally do the same thing if she had such powers, but no, she was boring and ordinary.

The peculiar tip was heavily coated in condensation, and strangely it only covered that one end. The rest of the icicle was smooth and unaffected other than the small bit that trickled down the sides. Anna didn't think anything of it and her tongue darted out and dragged up the length of the icicle, scooping up the dripping bits.

"Oh!" she gasped, pulling her head back in surprised wonder.

Because it was ice she was holding, Anna fully expected a watery taste to it, and while that familiar taste was present, there was something else blended in with it that she couldn't quite pinpoint. Bringing it closer to her eyes to inspect it more carefully, she realized the fluid she had thought was the icicle sweating was something else entirely. It had the consistency of honey and there was a certain odor to it, but it wasn't unpleasant. She hesitantly licked it again and allowed the flavor to swim on her tongue, testing it out.

Hm. She couldn't for the life of her guess what it was, but whatever it was, the taste was exquisite and very sweet! Anna wrapped her lips around the succulent treat, slipping it into her mouth and sucking on it enjoyably. "Mm!" she moaned with delight and tossed herself flat on her back, kicking her feet up and into the air while she heartily licked away at her frozen dessert.

The bathroom door opened and Elsa stepped out wearing an icy blue nightgown, her hands in the process of undoing her thick braid. She stopped in her tracks when she noticed Anna, not expecting her to be there for at least another hour. Elsa rolled her eyes and sighed. Her sister was very early.

Elsa's feet carried her closer to the bed and she smiled and opened her mouth to say hi and to scold Anna playfully for showing up so soon but she froze a few feet away as her eyes widened. No words left her mouth, her jaw falling and hanging uselessly in place as she stared at Anna while the younger girl went to town on the icy appendage. The blood drained from Elsa's face and her braid fell limply from her hands, a sharp squeak escaping from her throat.

The uttered sound caught Anna's attention and her eyes settled on Elsa for the first time. She removed her snack from her mouth long enough to say with a snicker, "You look like you've just seen a ghost!"

"Anna…" Elsa choked out, her hands blindly finding her hair and clutching it to her chest. "What… what are you doing?"

Unsure why Elsa was being so weird, Anna shrugged, waving her delectable icicle in the air. "You left this popsicle lying around and I was thirsty and I wasn't sure how long I'd be waiting for you so I—"

"That's not a popsicle, Anna!" Elsa shrilled. The paleness that showed up seconds ago from the initial shock of what she was witnessing was chased away and her face was now burning red with embarrassment. She knew she should move and take the object from her sister but she was unable to do so, her legs unwilling to budge another step.

"Huh? It's not?" Anna said puzzled, sitting up and looking from the icicle to Elsa's unusually colored face. "Well, then what is it?" she asked obliviously.

Elsa facepalmed herself and groaned at her little sister's innocence, shaking her head. "Oh, Anna…"

"What?!"