Author's note: Hi! Hope y'all had a great weekend. This chapter includes fluff before we get back to some more intense romance. I had an anon or two ask me for something and I wanted to comply!

ALSO: at the bottom, I included Elsa and Anna's class schedules in case you are wondering what all they have to do during the week. :p It helps me, as well, haha.

Probably a few more chapters left in this one. It's been a great ride so far and I'm happy to have so many of you on board!

Raggy

Elsa only incurred light teasing about her date with Anna from her roommates, especially when she walked in with the hoodie that she loaned to Anna.

"Sharing clothes, are you?" Kristoff smirked from the couch when he saw her come in.

"Shuddup," Elsa sneered, secretly smiling as she took the stairs to her room. Sven barked as Kristoff's laughter floated behind her.

The next day, as promised, she took Olaf to get his ear pierced at a tattoo and piercing parlor.

And then, he had a haircut because his dark locks were too shaggy and they hid his now-decorated right ear.

He was vibrating with energy the whole time, and hugged or high-fived everyone involved. Elsa. The receptionist. Elsa again. The woman who pierced his ear. The hairdresser. Elsa for a third, fourth, fifth time.

She texted a few photos to Anna, who replied enthusiastically that Olaf looked like he could be a celebrity with the earring and the shorter haircut, which brought out his dark eyebrows. The Norwegian took great pride in this.

On Tuesday in Spanish class, a cute girl told him she liked his earring and he almost fainted.

Elsa was in the middle of calming him down when Anna walked in, hair in a low ponytail, in sweatpants and a North Face.

That was the first indicator that something was amiss. Anna was usually in bright clothes and looked very well put-together. Today, though she was as beautiful as ever, she definitely looked out of sorts.

The second indicator was the bag of cough drops she set on the desk.

"Hey guys," she said, her voice a bit hoarse. That was a third indicator. Elsa frowned, leaning in. "Are you okay?"

Anna's eyes were a bit cloudy, and she sighed. "I think I'm getting a bit sick."

"Oh no," said Olaf. "I would offer to hug you, but…"

She laughed throatily, and it turned into a rumbling cough.

"Shit," she groaned. "I can't afford to get sick right now."

"Can you ever afford to get sick, Madam President?" asked Elsa, leaning over to slip a palm under Anna's bangs.

"Prob'ly not."

"You feel a little warm," the blonde said with a frown. "Did you take your temperature?"

"No, but aren't your hands always cold?"

"Well, that's true. Maybe you just caught a little bug. Have you been sleeping enough?"

"Maybe not," sighed the younger girl, reaching over to her bookbag and taking a drink of water.

Elsa kept sneaking a peek over at Anna during class. The poor woman looked absolutely exhausted, her face pale. After class, as they filed out of the room, she slipped an arm around Anna's shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Can you go home and rest?"

Anna shook her head. "No, I have class and then I have a dinner meeting tonight."

"You're going to cough on everyone's food?"

The shorter girl chuckled weakly. "Probably. I'll take some DayQuil. It's gotta be just a cold or something."

"Well, let me know if you need anything, okay?"

"Mmkay, thanks." Elsa hugged her quickly and headed to work.

She was browsing Facebook later that evening, after work, and absentmindedly clicked on Anna's profile.

She frowned as she saw the latest post, a photo of a few laughing Zeta Kappa sisters posting a "Quarantine Zone" sign on Anna's door. Anna, who looked a little worse than when Elsa had seen her earlier, was in the background with a cute pout on her face.

You feeling any better? she typed, sending a text to Anna. She flipped through Facebook and her email while waiting for a response.

Eh, just tired. Thanks :) came the reply.

I'm serious, let me know if you need anything! Elsa sent back.

I will.

Thursday, before Elsa left for Spanish class, a text came in from Anna.

I'm not going to make it to class. Estoy tan enferma. :( Would you mind picking up any handouts or anything that we get?

The blonde frowned as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door.

I can stop by after class if you want? she shot back, a chilly fall wind rustling her hair.

If you have the time-I got strep throat somehow, so fair warning.

Elsa was suddenly glad she didn't have work that afternoon. Be more than happy to, she replied.

Anna was half-asleep on her loveseat later that evening when there was a knock at her door.

"Come in," she rasped, voice harsh from hours of disuse and from her sore throat.

She smiled as a white-blonde head poked its way in, as brilliantly blue eyes adjusted to the dim light. Anna just had her desk lamp and the TV on. It was probably stuffy in the room, she realized, as she had an electric heater on to keep warm.

"I come bearing gifts," Elsa said softly, walking over and kneeling next to Anna. She had a plastic bag clutched in one hand.

"Chocolate?"

"...maybe," she said, eyes bright. She looked adorable in a black button-up and some jeans. Anna felt like a hot mess in her t-shirt and pajama pants, with her hair down and frizzy. "Have you eaten much today?" asked the older girl.

"Nah, just some pretzels."

Elsa pulled a plastic container out of the bag. "I made some soup earlier if you're hungry."

"For me?"

She caught a faint blush on the pale cheeks. "Well, yeah-I mean, I left some for the guys because they were prowling around asking when it was gonna be done. But I figured, you know, it's good for you, right? I also brought orange juice. And...maybe I also brought chocolate."

"Thank you," Anna whispered hoarsely, sitting up. "Man, you should have gone for a nursing degree-you knew how to make my migraine feel better and now you show up with soup." Elsa sat next to her and handed over the container and a spoon.

"It's just because I like you," came the reply. A warmth that definitely was not the fever spread out from Anna's chest.

"I like you, too," she said, leaning into Elsa's side. "By the way," she said as she took a bite of the soup. "Oh my God, this is delicious! Anyway," she said, with a half-full mouth. "I'm still kind of contagious. I went to the student health center this morning and they prescribed me some amoxicillin, but I'll still be able to infect people until tomorrow morning." She swallowed painfully, suddenly ravenous, and took another bite.

"It's okay, I pumped myself full of Vitamin C and I don't have my tonsils any more, so I'm probably gonna be okay." she wrapped an arm around Anna, who was enjoying the soup.

"This is so good, thank you so much," she said.

Elsa pressed her lips to the side of Anna's temple. "Whatcha doing up here?"

"Was just playing some video games. Should take my medicine though."

"Where is it? I'll grab it," said Elsa, jumping up.

"Dresser."

The blonde was back in a flash with the pill bottle.

"Thank you," Anna said again, washing it down with a gulp of water as Elsa settled back in. "I was just riding around the old West, rounding up bad guys," she gestured to her TV. "Ever played 'Red Dead Redemption?'"

"Oh, of course!" Elsa replied as Anna set down the soup and picked up her controller. "Not in a few years."

"Let me just finish this bounty hunting mission," Anna said with a frown as she unpaused the game. "I haven't played in forever, either."

The missions were harder than she remembered-either that, or her horse just wasn't fast enough. Or maybe she just lacked the patience to go about it the right way. But after former outlaw John Marston fell dead from his horse for the fourth time, she was frustrated.

"I blame the fever," she grumbled as she restarted the mission again.

Elsa laughed sympathetically. "It's hard to get back into the swing of things if you haven't played the game in a while. We should play the multiplayer together sometime and get our skills back."

"Definitely."

"Are you busy this weekend?"

"Kind of." Anna sighed. She had made plans, but she really would rather hang with Elsa. "The football game is a big one this weekend. And after the game, I think a lot of the girls are dressing up and going out to the bar since Halloween is coming up. That is, if I feel okay by Saturday. Even if I don't, I'll probably go," she said, frowning in frustration as she guided Marston around some tough terrain on his horse.

"Oh yeah," said Elsa. "I meant to ask. The guys are going to have some people over next weekend for a costume party. Since the football team is away, they figured they would get more people at the house because not many people are going to travel to Purdue."

"Cool," said Anna with a smile, excited at the suggestion. "Maybe I can re-use my costume…"

"What are you all going as?"

Anna laughed as she deftly took out a few video game bandits. "Pop stars through the years. We figured that or superheroes, those would be the best costumes for 53 different girls and their various significant others. So, superheroes tomorrow and pop stars Saturday. I wasn't planning on going out tomorrow."

"What pop star are you going as?" Elsa asked, and Anna heard amusement in her voice.

"Lana Del Rey. Was debating on Hayley Williams, but my hair is too long and she's not really pop."

"You better wear some big heels," said the blonde teasingly as Anna finally captured her bounty target and got him onto the horse. "You're a little short to be Lana."

"Yeah, yeah," she grumbled good-naturedly, relaxing a bit as she completed the mission. A thought occurred.

"What are you guys dressing as at your party?" she asked as she shut down the game and picked the soup back up.

"We're going to be 'Parks and Recreation' characters."

"Oh come on, you won't tell me who's who? How am I going to fit in to the party if I don't know the characters?"

Elsa's eyes sparkled as she smiled. "Oh, fine. Well, Hans is growing out a mustache to be Ron. He's quiet enough that he can just stand in a corner and act surly and eat all the meat we have. It's kind of perfect for him. Plus, he's had a good time figuring out some good phrases for the character about libertarianism, the Bill of Rights, and being a man."

Anna giggled. "Good."

"Olaf is getting a spray tan and going as Chris," Elsa continued. "It'll be funny to see him in a suit, since that's usually what Chris wears in the show, but he's so cheerful and optimistic that he's perfect for the character. And Kristoff is going as Andy. He's not dumb like Andy is, but he has the dog and the friendly demeanor. And the body type."

"And who are you going as?" Anna said sweetly.

Elsa rolled her eyes. "I'm going to put on a pantsuit and be Leslie Knope."

"Oh my God, really?" said Anna teasingly, fluttering her eyelashes at Elsa. "You in a pantsuit, running around like the hyper optimist that Leslie is?"

"The alcohol will help," said the blonde with a smirk.

"Well, I'll have to check my schedule and see if I can make it."

"Your schedule, huh, Madam President?"

"Yeah, you know. Lana del Rey is a busy woman," Anna said mischieviously. "And then Nov. 3 is our service project over at your animal shelter; I can't spend too much time with you or you'll start to think I like you or something."

Elsa just laughed and nuzzled the strawberry-blonde hair with her nose.

Some combination of the soup, the orange juice, the antibiotics, and Elsa had Anna feeling much better within the hour. They sat, with Anna curled into Elsa's side, and watched TV until the younger girl's eyes grew heavy and her head started drooping.

"You falling asleep on me?" Elsa asked softly.

"Huh-uh."

"I think you are, are you ready for bed?"

"Mmmmaybe."

"Okay, you should probably sleep this off. You'll feel better tomorrow."

"I'm sleeping here."

Elsa chuckled warmly. "No, you're sleeping in your bed. Do you need anything to help you sleep? Any medicine?"

"No, I don' think so."

The blonde stood and offered a cool hand. Anna got up, wobbly since she had been sitting for so long-it had been a few hours since she had gotten up to go to the bathroom, but she was too tired to even think about that now.

"Hey...babe?"

Anna turned blearily, the sweet nickname registering in some happy part of her brain. "Hnng?"

"Your t-shirt is soaked with sweat; I'm getting you a new one, okay?"

"Mmhmm, 'kay," said Anna, rolling onto her bed.

"Here," came a voice, and she opened one eye to see Elsa crouched next to the bed with a gray t-shirt in hand. "This will probably be more comfortable. ...no, not there," she said, as Anna took the shirt and put it over her head. "Put it...put it on, you goof."

"Sleepy," Anna muttered. Elsa shifted to sit on the bed.

"Come on, it's no good to sleep in a sweaty t-shirt."

"No," said Anna stubbornly. She just wanted to sleep. The bed was so comfy.

"Come on, punk." Elsa tugged at her shirt. With a grumble, Anna reached down and began tugging it off her hot skin. "There you go. Put the other one on, okay?"

"No."

"Anna, you're a little shit."

"I don't care," she said impishly, rolling over and offering Elsa a view of her freckled back. She smiled as she heard the older girl huff.

Sleepy Anna was a tour de force. Sleepy, sick Anna was an absolute terror. Her sisters were lucky she hardly ever got sick, because she got terrifyingly grumpy.

"Feel better," Elsa said, nothing but sweetness in her voice as she kissed the back of Anna's sweaty head.

"Thank you for everything," she murmured.

"You're welcome. Text me tomorrow, okay?"

"Uh-huh."

She was asleep before Elsa had even grabbed the empty soup container and turned off the light. Luckily, the blonde had left the uneaten chocolate right on Anna's desk.

Here are the girls' schedules, for reference. :) See you all around.

ELSA

Monday, Wednesday, Friday

10-10:45 Professional Values and Ethics

1-1:45 Social and Economic Justice

2:30-6 Work at humane society (usually)

Tuesday and Thursday

10-11:45 Adolescent Sociology

1-2:45 Modern Spanish Literature

Elsa will sometimes work in the afternoon after Spanish.

Saturday and Sunday

Elsa usually has a shift at the shelter on one or both days.

ANNA

Monday, Wednesday, Friday

9-9:45 Role of the School

10-10:45 Classroom Diversity and Ethics

Anna may have a shift at the bakery after class-or, now, will go see Elsa :)

Tuesday and Thursday

Anna will sometimes take an early morning shift.

1-2:45 Modern Spanish Literature

4-5:45 Methods of Instruction

Saturday and Sunday

Anna may have sorority stuff or work on the weekend. She has exec board meetings at 6pm Sunday and chapter meeting at 7pm.

Addendum: Elsa probably works a bit more than Anna does since she has to pay for more (her car insurance and rent will add up). She might work 30-35 hours a week if she can. Anna definitely has bills to pay, too, as a sorority woman. She probably works 25-30 hours a week on a good week if she's not too busy!