Standard Disclaimers: I don't own Frozen, but I wish I did though. Elsa, Anna, and the other characters belong to Disney.

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Elsa held the leather strap of her messenger bag. She was standing in front of the building's entrance. Okay. This is it. She had followed the address given by Rapunzel. I can do this. I know all about the problem. I got this. She was nervous, not because she fears that she might fail at fixing the laptop. She was nervous at meeting a stranger.

It was true that she deals with strangers all the time at work, but she only listens to their voices. Customers didn't need to see her face to get the help they needed. This was the first time that she wasn't over the phone, the first time she'll help someone face to face. The thought made her feel nervous and uneasy.

Her attention went to the door in front of her. All the mental preparation was all for naught, as she was more nervous than before. A lump formed on her throat, and it seemed to never go down no matter how hard she swallowed. She pursed her lips and clenched her hands into fists. Her shoulders rose to her ear and her eyes shut tight. Relax, Elsa. It's just a girl. There's nothing to worry about. It's just a quick fix, and I'm outta here. She took a deep breath, which calmed her down significantly. She opened her eyes and unclenched her fists. Her shoulders fell gently as she made her way to open the door. Well, here goes nothing.

She walked through the front door and saw a board on the other side of the room. She paced herself towards it, but her gait seemed forced and unlike her. The board contained all of the names of the residents and their apartment numbers. She ran a finger at the addresses. Her finger stopped at the address she was looking for. Miller, Anna - 5E

Ding!

The elevator door beside the board opened. She walked briskly and went inside. Elsa pressed '5' on the panel. The door closed and started its ascent.

The elevator music became a distraction to her nervousness as she waited. After what seemed like forever, the elevator had reached the fifth floor. The doors opened and Elsa walked out. She slowly walked across the hall, scanning the bronze letters hammered on the doors. C... D... E! Her face lit up as she found the door she wanted. Now, just smile and knock. Smile and knock... She kept a gentle smile and clenched her left hand. Her shaking hand made its way near the door. She held her breath and knocked the door, a bit louder than expected. After a short while, Elsa heard the doorknob unlock. Her anxiety surfaced once again. Her legs were shaking, and her breathing quickened. The door opened wider and wider.

The first thing Elsa saw was a bright shade of copper tied to pigtails. It was lightly ruffled as strands of hair seemed out of place. She looked down and saw vibrant turquoise eyes that stared back. She saw a dusting of freckles over her nose. Her thin lips curled to a radiant smile. It almost seemed like what she saw was the most attractive thing in the building so far. So adorable...

"Hi!" The other girl greeted.

"Oh! Umm... h-hi. Y-you must be Anna," she stuttered as her eyes darted everywhere but the girl.

The redhead narrowed her eyes. She gazed at the blonde's blue eyes, then to her platinum white hair, and then to her sky blue t-shirt. She bumped her knuckles lightly and bit her lip. She gasped and her eyes widened at the realization. Elsa heard the small noise and quickly turned her attention to the girl.

"Hey, you're the girl I bumped into at the supermarket," she beamed. The memory of her trip to the supermarket flashed in the blonde's head.

"Sorry a-about that," Elsa apologized shyly as she looked to the floor and gently pulled down the bottom of her shirt.

"It's fine, really," the redhead assured as she lifted her hands in front of her chest, as if trying to calm her down. "Anyway, I didn't get your name last time," she continued, raising her eyebrow as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear.

"M-my name is Elsa, a-and a friend called me to h-help you with your l-laptop," she stammered, her eyes timidly looked at the girl. Quit stuttering, Elsa!

"Oh! Okay. Come in," the redhead stepped aside. Elsa nodded and walked inside.

She saw the laptop on the couch with a screwdriver beside it. She walked towards it, and she began to worry. Her eyebrows furrowed. Oh no, I hope she hadn't tried to fix it herself. It could make things worse if she made a mistake. A voice came from behind her, interrupting her thoughts.

"I hadn't tried to fix it myself yet. I thought I might make it worse. I just placed the screwdriver there in case you need it," Anna said.

Elsa felt relieved and intrigued at the same time. How did she know? Can she read minds? Anyway, it's a good thing she didn't touch it. She bent over and grabbed the laptop and screwdriver. She turned around and looked for a table. She found one to her left and walked over there. She put the broken laptop and her bag down the table.

"Umm... so what happened here exactly?" She asked, trying to break the awkward silence. She had stopped stuttering.

"Well, I was just chatting with my friends online. Then I went to delete some files I didn't need, and then I got this blue screen thingy! Kinda looked scary. I think I deleted something important," she replied while rubbing the back of her head.

Luckily, Elsa had had a customer with the same problem before. "It seems you might have accidentally deleted a system file, something the computer really needed for it to run properly," she explained, her eyes fixed on the table.

Anna winced. "Sounds like I did something really bad. Can you fix it?"

"Yeah. Fixing it means you need to reinstall the computer's OS. I've had this problem before with a customer. He accidentally deleted a system folder, crashing the computer. I told him to get another OS to replace the old one. Fortunately, I have an installer for an OS saved," she ended her tech ramble. She gazed at Anna. Her face had a look of confusion, her mouth agape and her eyebrow raised. Elsa softly giggled at the sight. "It means I can fix it," she chimed.

"Oh! Okay. I'll just go do something. Just ask me if you need anything," she smiled nervously as she turned around and went to her room.

Elsa looked back at the table. She brought her laptop out, set it beside the broken one and turned it on. Shortly after, her desktop showed up. It had a dark gray background with a symbol of a widely-opened blue aperture at the middle as a wallpaper. She browsed in her computer to look for the installer. She hadn't had the time to organize her files. Her desktop icons were hidden so it didn't matter. After a while, she found what she was looking for. She got a USB flash drive from her bag and plugged it in her laptop. She copied the installer to the flash drive. She looked up and the other girl came to view. She hadn't noticed her standing there.

"Don't mind me. I'm just looking at you work," she said, slightly bouncing from her heels. "And I'm also prepping my instrument for practice. Do you mind if I played here while you work?" she asked, holding her instrument up. It was a classic violin with a simple mahogany finish.

"It's okay. I don't mind at all," Elsa said as she looked down at the screen. It was done copying. She also did a few things to make the flash drive bootable. After she finished, she carefully yanked the flash drive off. She was about to plug it into the broken laptop when she abruptly stopped when she heard a sound. She closed her eyes to focus on the sound. After a while, she noticed that it was a piece that she was familiar to. Gymnopedie no. 1. I love that piece. I've heard it being played on piano, but I never knew it would sound great on violin. She hummed along with the instrument, secretly reveling in the soulful piece. Although she doesn't have a clue about music, she managed to hit the right notes with ease.

After the piece was over, Elsa snapped out of her trance and plugged the flash drive in and booted the laptop. She installed the new OS without any problem at all.

"Okay. All done! Is there anything else you need help with?" she asked.

"Nope. That's all. Thank you!" She bounced in delight.

"It's no problem at all," Elsa said.

Her bouncing stopped, and her face grew serious. "So how much is this gonna cost me?"

She thought about it for a moment. She tilted her head and pursed her lips, her arms on her sides. "I won't charge you anything. I'm just glad to help," she finally said.

Suddenly, a thought came to her mind. Elsa walked closer to her. "Actually, when we bumped into each other earlier, you might've got something from me. Do you still have it?" she asked.

Anna placed a finger on her mouth and pouted, trying to remember what the blonde was talking about. She stared at the newly-fixed laptop beside her. "Hmm…" Anna hummed, while Elsa simply stared. A moment of staring later, Elsa noticed herself blushing. She's really cute when she thinks. It would be nice to date her— what am I saying?! Focus!

Her distracting train of thought was stopped by Anna's bubbly voice. "Oh oh! I don't know what it is, but it kinda looks like a metal toy wheel," she beamed.

She has it.

"Well, that's a motor for my air conditioner," Elsa said.

"Okay. I'll just get it for you," Anna chimed as she turned around and walked to her room. After a minute, she emerged from the room, carrying a small plastic bag. "Here ya go!" she said. She stretched her arm to the girl.

Elsa reached for the bag. Her fingers gingerly touched the redhead's hand. She felt her cheeks start to blush. "Thanks," she muttered. "Anyway if you need anything fixed," she grabbed a pen and paper from her bag. She scribbled down her phone number. "Here's my number," she continued, her hands slightly shaking as she handed the paper to Anna.

The redhead's face lit up. "Thank you!" She ran towards the blonde and gave her a hug. Anna's head was rested on her chest, her arms around the waist. Elsa was stunned, frozen in place. She hadn't been hugged or even touched by another person in a long time. She couldn't move at the new sensation. She didn't want to move. Her heart raced as she caught a scent of the girl's hair. Lavender… She stood there like a statue, accepting the redhead's embrace. When Anna broke the one-sided hug, she was beaming at her. Elsa could move again, but she didn't smile back. Instead, she turned to the table and packed up her equipment. Anna's smile vanished, and was replaced by a look of concern. The blonde hung her bag over her shoulder and paced to the door. She grabbed the doorknob.

"Bye," was all she could manage to say before she opened the door and left the room, leaving Anna standing there. She bit her lip, and ducked her head.

"She's mad at me, isn't she?" She asked herself. She sighed. "Well, no one told me making friends is that easy," she continued.

She went picked up her violin and started playing again. This time, another piece called Ode to Joy. Although she had known this by heart, she found a hard time playing. She couldn't concentrate. Her mind was clouded with thoughts of the blonde. I didn't mean to hug her like that. I mean, I do it all the time with my friends. I just thought she won't mind. She struck a bad note, and she cringed at the sound. She sighed and gave up practicing for today as she laid her instrument down on the table and sat down on the couch. She rested her head on the back rest, and she placed her arm over her eyes. She's simply beautiful. Her hair, her eyes, her giggle, they're all perfect. I wanted to be friends with her, get to know her better. She curled her legs up to her chest and hugged them, her chin resting on them. At least I should meet her again. I want see her again. She sat there for a while. She heard the door open to see Kristoff.

Elsa's pace slowed down as she left the building. She sighed deeply. Elsa, you idiot. Why did you run off like that? Why didn't you smile when she did? She freaking hugged you for crying out loud! She slapped her forehead. She walked to her sedan and drove home. At least I can fix the air conditioner now.

She had reached her apartment room and opened the front door. When she got in, she leaned back against the door. She hugged me, and it felt... good. She hastily removed her shoes. She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She grabbed a can of lemon-lime soda, and she went to her bedroom. She sat on her bed and stared at the floor. Anna Miller, huh? Hmm... She grabbed her laptop from her bag and turned it on. She began searching for the name. There were several results of different people. Eventually, she found the right Anna

She scrolled down from her photo gallery. She stopped scrolling when she had seen enough and closed the lid of her laptop. Oh god, what am I doing? I'm stalking a girl I just met. She threw herself back to her bed. But I couldn't help it. She's adorable! She bounces when she's happy, especially her bangs. She plays the violin really well. Then there's the hug? Why did she hug me? She hugged me like it was normal, like I was her friend. She smiled at the word. I wish I could see her again. I could go there, but for what reason? I can't just storm in there screaming.

"Anna, hug me again and again!" she thought, not realizing that she had already said it aloud. She quickly brought a hand up her mouth. She balled up the other and threw it at the bed. She felt her heart jump as she remembered the warmth of the other girl on her chest. She was new to this feeling: attraction. She curled up to her bed and held her abdomen. What am I going to do now?

After a while, she had remembered the air conditioner. She got up and grabbed the motor from her bag and her screwdriver from the desk. She slid her chair towards the machine. She stepped on the chair, it was a bit wobbly and unstable. Luckily, Elsa had managed to hold a steady pose. She unscrewed the burnt motor and threw it to the floor. She positioned the new one and screwed it tight, securing it in its place. She attached the wires, which was a difficult task due to her position, to the components of the machine.

When she was finished, she stepped down from the chair. She got the remaining screws and the cover, and she got back up from the chair again. She screwed the cover tightly. Finally, it was fixed. She stepped down and flexed her back. She could have sworn she heard a crack, but she simply shrugged it off. She plugged the machine, and turned the dial to a minimum.

It was working. Elsa smiled victoriously as she brought out her laptop. She placed it on her desk. She was about to turn it on when she heard a grumble. It was her stomach. She winced, and walked to the kitchen. She opened the fridge in one fluid swing. Hmm, maybe I'll just cook steak. She grabbed the piece of meat along with some seasoning and spices. She placed the meat on a bowl and the others on the counter. She seasoned the meat, sprinkling pepper and salt and other spices Elsa can't mention easily. After that, she let it sit there for the seasoning to seep into the meat. It would take a minimum of thirty minutes, she grabbed another can of soda and walked to her room. She turned her laptop on again. When her desktop appeared, she went on to browse Reddit. This should help me kill time. She sipped on her soda.

Anna paced around the living room. Kristoff sat on the couch, watching her with a look of concern.

"I'm telling you, Kristoff. She was furious," she said with worry.

"I know. You've said that four times now. What are you so worried about? Well, she might be mad at you for pouncing on her like that. Some people don't want to be touched—" he explained, but he was cut off by the redhead.

"You're not helping," Anna interrupted, a pout on her lips.

"—but it's not like it's the end of the world or anything. An apology could fix it. If she forgives you, then that's that," he finished.

Anna stopped her pacing. "Yeah. You're right," she looked at Kristoff. She had also realized something important. "Plus, she gave me her number. I could call her right now!" she beamed, her usual energy was back to normal.

Kristoff couldn't help but to smile. "Hold on there. She might be busy. Why don't you try calling her later tonight?" the blonde suggested.

She nodded. She walked to the table and grabbed the piece of paper with Elsa's number. She typed it on her phone and saved it on her contacts.

Later that night, Anna was on her bed, biting her lip as she stared at the screen of her phone. It showed the blonde girl's number along with two buttons. She had two options: to call or to send her a message. As she flexed her thumb to call her, she went over what she will say in her mind.

But what if she hangs up after I say my name? She must be really mad at me for her to do that. Okay, here it goes.

She pressed on the call button.

Elsa was busy playing World of Tanks online. She recently got into it just after the start of summer break. She was using a Nashorn, a German tank destroyer. Unfortunately, their team was losing. This left her ready to burst in a fit of rage.

"No! To your right! To your fucking right!" she bellowed at the screen. She didn't choose to type angry messages to her team as to avoid conflict. Ultimately, she got destroyed by a shot of a Hummel, a German self-propelled gun.

"Fuck!" she thundered as she quit the game. She threw her hands in the air. As if things could get worse, she heard her phone ring. She grumpily grabbed it and slammed her thumb to answer it.

"What?!" she barked, her anger didn't falter.

"I-uhh-umm-I seethatthisisabadtimeokaybye," the girl on the other side panicked and hung up.

A/N: Here's the fourth chapter! I apologize for the delay. I have reasons, but it woudn't matter anyway.

Elsa in this story is an active gamer. She plays a lot of games, so don't be surprised if she plays a game you might know. In this chapter, she was playing World of Tanks, an online game two opposing teams will fight for the objective given of the battle. Each player controls a tank, and they are categorized according to tiers. Usually, players just kill the entire opposing team to win. It's often players get frustrated for many reasons, and Elsa is no different. For those who played this game, you should understand this.

Kudos to the people who know the games I mentioned.

Big thanks for my twin brother for helping me out! Thanks for Infinite Number for supporting me! Reviews and constructive criticisms are always welcome. Enjoy!