Author's Notes:

I... I couldn't resist the ending of this chapter... But you know what they say, "Laughing all the way, my friend. Laughing all the way."

I have one more idea for this story, though, before I'll consider it finished.

Disclaimer: Frozen Copyright Disney (2013)

Elsa's stomach rumbled noisily as she was curled in the arms of her sister, bobbing steadily from her sister's easy walk. Anna's ears twitched at the noise, a grin overtaking her thoughtful expression. "Ohhh… it sounds like someone's hungry." She poked her pet in the side with her finger, giggling at the indignant meow she received. "Don't be like that to me, missy. You wanna eat, don't you?"

Elsa growled lowly, but sank back into her sister's embrace, surrendering the pointless fight in favor of not dying from starvation. Her whiskers bristled in annoyance when he sister giggled in victory.

Anna poked her cat again. "Your fur is so poofy! It's so adorable!" She squeezed the cat a little tighter.

Elsa coughed. Anna! Can't… breathe!

Then, Anna stopped and opened a door. She looked down at the cat, noticing it trying to regain its breath, and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry. But we're here! Now, let's get you something to eat." She sat the huffing cat on a counter and went about scrounging up a meal. "Ah-ha!"

Elsa stiffened at the loud noise, curling down into a ball of safety on the wooden top. Slowly, she inched to the edge, barely peeking her head over the side to see what made her sister so-

Suddenly, Anna jumped back up, holding a plate of fish in her hands.

Elsa jerked back, her heart beating rapidly.

Anna grinned in satisfaction, placing the prize on the counter and gently nudging her pet toward the fish. "Go on, Elsa."

Elsa stared at the… raw fish… then, turned back to her sister. Raising her nose in the air, she turned away from the plate.

"Oh, come on! What's wrong with it? Is it because it's not cooked?"

Elsa turned away from both the plate and her sister.

Seriously? Anna grumbled quietly. "Ugh, is it because we didn't ask anyone-" She stopped when the cat looked at her pointedly. "Fine… because I didn't ask anyone. Is that better, your majesty?" Elsa turned her head away again. "You know, you're being just as difficult as my sister. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were her in cat form." Elsa stiffened at the reminder of what she had planned on doing that whole time. "Ha! That'd be funny. Of course, she'd be this adorable, fluffy ball of snowy white fur. But, seriously… eat the fish." She glared at the cat's back.

Elsa wagged her tail at her sister before getting up and jumping off the counter. She didn't get far before Anna grabbed her and forced her onto the plate.

"Just one bite! Come on! I did not go through all the trouble of borrowing this fish just so you could turn it down like some snobbish princess." She felt the cat jerk in her arms. "Yeah, I did go there… now, eat the stupid fish, Elsa!" Holding the writhing cat in one arm, she picked up a piece of slimy fish and shoved it in the cat's loudly protesting mouth. She clamped her hand on the cat's jaw when it tried to spit it back out, waiting until she saw her eyes darken, her pupils dilate, and her body work to get closer to the plate. She let the cat go with a very satisfied smirk.

Elsa shoved her face in the dinner in a mindless frenzy, only one thought running through her mind, just as repetitive as the only word her cat form could utter. Oh! Sweet mother of catnip, this is heaven!

Anna scratched her cat behind the ear, watching bemusedly as its head twisted, obviously caught between wanting to indulge in the massage and eating more fish. Although very amused, she wanted to make sure the cat had enough to eat, so she waited patiently.

Soon, Elsa finished and set about cleaning her face and whiskers. She jerked in surprise when her sister scooped her up and trudged off toward her room, kicking any door open which stood in their way. Oh, I am so going to have a talk with her when I'm human again.

Anna crashed into her bedroom, twirling toward her bed and falling backward onto the sheets. She laughed at the frightened mews bouncing around her room. She pulled the cat up to her face and snuggled with it. "Oh, you're so cute! Too bad I can't find Elsa… I mean, the other Elsa, my sister, Elsa…" She sighed. "She'd love you too, little Elsa. I mean, who wouldn't? You're so fluffy!"

Meanwhile, Elsa was busy figuring out a way to communicate with her sister. Ok, how does a cat talk with a human? Hmm… it's not like I can just write her a message with my tail; grab a pen with my claws; make her a snowfl- She paused. Gosh, why didn't I think of that earlier? This feline body is affecting me too much.

Elsa squirmed out of her sister's grip and strutted over to her sister's uncovered feet. Her sister was watching her in curiosity and amusement. Elsa smirked inwardly and playfully tickled Anna's foot with her tail. While her sister yelped and jerked her limbs around in shock, falling off the bed in the process, Elsa rolled around on the bed, laughing her tiny little heart out. She froze when her sister got up, her hair a mess, her clothes in disarray, her fists clenched, and her face fuming. "That's not funny, Elsa!" Elsa only laughed harder. "That's it." Rolling up her sleeves, she launched at her cat, tickling her without mercy.

A-a-anna! St-stop i-it! She tried to get away but her sister was relentless in her vengeance. P-p-please! In desperation, she batted at her sister's nose, frosting it slightly. Anna jerked away in confusion, touching her cold nose and looking back at the cat. Elsa was recovering from the onslaught, but Anna's mind was working, piecing things together. She saw the faint glint of light on her sister's bracelet, which had miraculously remained on the cat's head that whole time.

Elsa rolled back upright, easing herself into a restful stance, her tail curling and uncurling around her body, unable to make up its mind. Anna sat there staring into the cat's blue eyes, noticing how remarkably familiar they looked. They took in the sight of each other. Elsa saw realization click in her sister's eyes. Anna had a huge smile growing on her face. Elsa backed up slowly. Whatever was going on in her sister's mind… that look was definitely not good. She tried to dart away from her sister's lunging arms, but she wasn't quick enough, finding herself in a strong embrace and unable to break free.

"So, Elsa…" Elsa bristled at a stray giggle from her sister. "What's it like…" She mewed in frustration, while her body rocked from more giggling.

"Being a cute…"

Anna-

"…adorable…"

You better not-

"…fluffy…"

Anna, don't you dare!

"…fuzzy ball of snowy cotton?"

Anna! "MEOW!"

Anna's laughs rocked Elsa uncontrollably, and only increased at Elsa's squawking.

"Oh, I'm soooo sorry, my Queen. Did I ruffle your royal fur? Ha!" Another round of chuckles burst forth.

Anna, it isn't funny! But soon the giggles died away and Elsa was about to attempt another bid for freedom when she heard her sister's telltale sign of slumber: faint snoring. Seriously? Anna, this isn't funny. Wake up! She licked her sister's hand to no avail. She nudged her arms with her head fruitlessly. The tried sneaking out of her sister's hug but Anna only tightened her grip.

Then, she yawned, the gently rise and fall of her sister's body lulling her to sleep. Well, I guess a little catnap never hurt anybody.

And the evening slowly turned to night as the two sisters slept; one lightly snoring; the other purring in content, feline bliss.

In the early morning hours, Anna found herself waking up. She immediately noticed the weight on her, making it harder to breathe. Begrudgingly, she blinked her eyes open. Then, they turned to the size of dinner plates. "E-elsa." She poked her sister in the side.

Elsa jerked. "Qui' An… na." She rolled a little, but yelped when she suddenly fell into the sheets next to her sister. Her eyes opened and she turned to look at her sister's wide eyes.

"Um… hey, Elsa." She chuckled awkwardly.

"Anna, what's-" She paused, her own eyes turning to dinner plates. "D-did I just…"

Anna sat up. "Yeah… y-you're… um, a person again, I guess?"

"You guess? Anna… what's that mean?" But she stopped when she felt an itch on her head. Reaching up to rub it away, she paused. Her jaw fell open.

"Um… so…" Anna coughed. "Wow, this is weird…"

"A-anna… why do I still have cat ears?"

"It's ok, Elsa… we'll figure this-"

They froze up when Elsa's tail curled back around in plain view of their eyes. Anna couldn't tell if her sister was even breathing anymore.

Anna coughed loudly, effectively drawing her sister's attention back to herself. "Like I said, we'll figure this out together."

"B-b-but… A-anna… I have a tail! Cat ears and a tail! What else do I have? Claws!?" She raised up her hands in disbelief, wiggling the sharpened digits in horror. "Seriously!?"

Anna whistled in fascination. "You've gotta admit. That's pretty cool!"

"No it's not!" She sat up and turned away from her sister. "And it's not funny, Anna!"

Anna closed her mouth mid-chuckle. "Fine. So, what now?"

"You, dear sister, are going to take my bracelet and put it back where you found it."

Anna's eyes widened a bit. "Um, about that-"

Elsa cut her off. "And I am going to figure out some way to hide these…" She jerked on her ears and tail. "Then, we are going to figure out how to fix this. And then…"

Anna paused, eyeing her sister curiously. "And then what, Elsa? What's the rest of your plan?"

"Oh, nothing for you to worry about just yet, my loving, kind, and supportive sister."

Anna stared at her smirking sister in suspicion.

Elsa's smirk widened a tiny bit more as her mind conjured an image of a small, dark statue with glowing, green eyes.