Standard Disclaimers: I don't own Frozen. Elsa, Anna, and the other characters belong to Disney. Cameos included here belong to their respective owners. This chapter won't mention any games. Just fluff and food. Enjoy!

Was that…?

Elsa paced around her room. Her hands tucked in her pockets. She tried to recognize the voice from earlier. The voice was high-pitched, so it was a girl. Who could it be? After a few laps around the room, something came to her mind. She stood there, the realization hit her like a truck. She slapped her forehead, the hit echoed across the room.

Anna.

Elsa had her phone in her hand. I should apologize for shouting. She held it up and stared at the phone number displayed. Biting her lip, she drew her thumb closer to the screen to call the redhead. Meanwhile, her mind was having a war among thoughts. What if she won't answer? What if I drove her away and blocked my number? I yelled at her for no reason. Why did I do that? Elsa hadn't pressed the button yet, her thumb mere millimeters from the screen. Finally, she sighed and put her thumb away. I'll just call her tomorrow. I need to think of what I'll say. Don't want to screw it up again. She put her phone on her desk and retreated to her bed. Shortly after, she fell to a dreamless slumber.

The next morning was painfully nerve-wrecking for her. A cup of coffee calmed her a little, but not enough to get her shoulders away from her ears and her lower lip from getting bitten. Elsa was wearing a matching set of green shirt and pajamas. The blonde sat on a stool near the kitchen counter as she scribbled down on a crumpled piece of paper. Her glasses would sometimes slip down her nose, so she pushed it back up with her finger. Elsa was preparing for her call with Anna. While the girl bit the cap of the pen, she read the note over and over again, making sure everything is organized and intelligible. Contented with her notes, she grabbed her phone on the counter. She browsed on her contacts list for the redhead. It didn't take long since her name was at the top of her list. Her hands began to shake as a wave of anxiety rushed through her. She feared on the rejection of the other girl, but Elsa had prepared herself for that. A sigh escaped her lips, calming her a bit, and she pressed on the dial. Elsa brought her phone to her ear, waiting for the other line to pick up. She pushed her glasses back up again as she stared blankly at her note.

Anna laid there on her bed. Her blanket was scrambled all over her legs. Her hair almost resembled a lion's mane. She wore a pink shirt and a pair of orange shorts. Her phone was ringing in her hand. The redhead opened one eye and looked at the source of the sound. She pressed the dial and brought it up to her ear. "Hello?" Anna said, somewhat slurred.

"H-hi. Is this Anna?" The voice asked. A moment of silence fell as she thought of the owner of the voice.

Anna realized and sat up, somewhat energetic now. "Elsa?"

"Yeah, it's me. I wanted to apologize for yelling at you last night. I got frustrated at something, and then you called," her words trailed off. "I'm not mad at you, not at all," she finished.

"Oh! Umm, it's okay. No harm done," Anna said. What a relief! She thought, letting out a nervous laugh. "I'm sorry, too, for hugging you yesterday," she continued.

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that you ran off after I hugged you. I thought you were mad at me," she frowned at the thought.

"I wasn't mad at you. I just... had somewhere to go. That's all."

"I see. Anyway, are you free today?" She asked, getting up from her bed.

"I-I think I am. Why?" Elsa stammered, surprised at the girl's question.

"I was wondering, you know, if we could hang out and stuff," she grinned.

Another moment of silence fell on the two.

"Sure," Elsa answered.

Anna gasped in delight. "Great! Meet me at the Arendelle Park's fountain at noon. You know where it is, right?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Great! See ya there," the redhead chimed, squealing before hanging up.

Anna walked to the kitchen with a spring in every step. Kristoff, sitting on the couch and eating a bowl of cereal, had gotten up earlier than the girl. He didn't fail to notice her unusual gait.

"Someone's in a good mood today," he smirked.

"Well, it's nothing. I'm just gonna hang out with a friend. That's all," Anna retorted.

"Uh-huh. Sure," Kristoff said with disbelief. Anna did not notice his tone as she got a bowl and spoon and set it down the counter. She grabbed the box marked Apple Jacks, rushed to the fridge for a carton of milk. The girl poured the cereal, followed by the milk, dunked her spoon in the bowl, and brought the spoon to mouth. A normal breakfast for Anna.

Elsa sat on the ledge of the fountain as she looked at her watch. Twelve-fifteen. Her eyebrows furrowed, eyes darted from left to right to search for the copper-haired girl. The blonde wore a plaid teal polo shirt with a pair of stonewashed gray jeans and her blue Chucks. Her hair was in its usual braid; her bangs combed up with her fingers, but a small lock of her hair remained down. The park looked vibrant under the rays of the warm sun. The leaves of the trees and shrubs slowly danced along the mercy of the calm wind. Park benches were recently painted and varnished due to the advantage of the season. There were people out for an afternoon jog, couples enjoying the scenery with fingers laced together, children playing hopscotch and tag, and some just sat on the benches as they admired the wonderful scenery. It was a peaceful scene, and Elsa enjoyed her time outside for once. A sigh escaped her lips as she melted with the ledge she was sitting on, her shoulders relaxed and her eyes half-lidded.

Suddenly, the blonde heard a distant voice on her left. Her eyes opened, and her posture straightened as she tried to focus on her hearing. She heard it again, but louder this time.

"Elsa!"

She looked to her left to see the redhead. A smile formed on her lips as she did a small wave to the girl. Anna was wearing an evergreen blouse, a pair of skinny jeans, and black low-cut Chucks. Her copper braids swayed along her chest as she jogged towards the blonde. She carried an elongated black case on her right hand and she waved her free hand back at Elsa, a smile under her freckled cheeks and nose.

Anna slowed her pace as she neared the blonde. When she had reached Elsa, she ducked her head, gripped her knees, and tried to catch her breath.

"Elsa," she called between breaths.

Oh god, her panting - stop it Elsa! Elsa's eyes widened and her face slightly reddened at the thought. She quickly shook her head to get rid of the thought. Fortunately for her, Anna was too busy gasping for air to notice the other girl. "Are you okay? Do you want to sit down?" She asked, her face grew with concern.

"I'm fine. I just ran all the way here when violin lessons were over," she explained.

"You didn't have to do that for me," she said. Elsa brought her phone up. "Plus, you could've told me about it. I don't mind waiting a bit longer," she continued.

"Oh yeah," Anna realized, slapping her forehead. "Anyway, wanna to a cafe? I know a place not far from here that has air conditioning, serves great food, and has a band performing every day. Plus, it's Italian," the girl chimed as she quickly shifted the subject.

You had me at 'air conditioning.'

"Sounds great!" Elsa remarked.

"So, shall we?"

The blonde nodded in response as she stood up. Anna walked ahead of her, and Elsa followed suit.

"So, this is the place?" Elsa, looking up the sign, asked the redhead.

"Yep! Mi Amore Cadenza. Fancy, eh? The owner just loves music," she told the blonde.

"Interesting," Elsa commented. She looked down to face Anna, who was looking at her the entire time, beaming with delight. Their eyes met for a while. Anna's eyes locked the taller girl in place, her legs immobilized. Soon after, the redhead broke her gaze and walked to the cafe door with a small bounce on every step.

Cute.

"C'mon Elsa!" She called out, already at the door.

Her legs were finally out of their frozen state. She nonchalantly walked towards her. When Elsa had reached the other girl, she brought a hand to the door and opened it.

There were seven wooden round tables arranged with ample space between each other. With each table, two chairs, also made of wood, were placed on opposite sides. Near the door was the L-shaped counter with a waiter behind it and a window where the kitchen was located. A band was positioned at the far end of the cafe. It consisted of a violin, a cello, and a piano. Anna pointed to a table near to the wall and to the window and looked at the blonde. Elsa nodded in response. They walked towards the table and sat down.

"Welcome to our humble cafe," the waiter greeted and handed menus to the girls. "What can I get you two?"

Elsa and Anna looked down at the menu. They took a while in deciding their orders, and the waiter stood patiently.

"Umm, I'll have a Panino and hot chocolate," the redhead said.

"I'll have spaghetti and a latte," the taller girl said.

The waiter scribbled down on his small notepad. "Okay, your food will be ready in about thirty minutes," he said with a smile. "In the meantime, please enjoy the performance of our band," he continued, gesturing to the musicians. He set down two glasses of water for the girls. The waiter gave them another smile and left to attend another table. Elsa looked back to the redhead in front of her, gazing at the band.

"So, about the computer..." the blonde's words trailed off.

"Hmm?" She turned her attention to Elsa, who was tracing her fingers on the rim of the glass.

"Any problems lately?"

"Everything's working normally. I haven't seen anything unusual so far."

"That's good to hear," the blonde acknowledged.

A moment of silence fell on the two, the pleasant noise of the cafe occupying the space.

"Are you liking the cafe so far?" Anna started.

"It's great," she complimented. Elsa twirled her finger in a circle, gesturing at the simple and natural decorum of the cafe. "I like the atmosphere," she grinned.

"I see," the redhead noted. She overheard the performance of the band. "Do you like the music?" she asked suddenly.

"It's okay. I'm more of an electronic kind of music."

"Really? So you know artists like Zedd and Daft Punk?" she beamed.

Elsa gasped and mirrored her grin. "I love their music!" she giggled, her enthusiasm poorly masked.

"Me too!"

They continued to ask each other various questions and interests, deepening their understanding with one another. Soon, they were telling each other stories. Anna told her how she and Kristoff became the best of friends, and how she got an interest in playing the violin. Elsa told Anna her job, her life alone in the apartment, her interest in computers to a professional extent, but not her nerdy side such as her being into gaming and how she wore glasses.

The waiter approached the side of their table holding a platter on each hand. "Here you are, ladies." He grinned as he set their food and drinks on the table. "Enjoy!"

"Thanks," said Anna. After that, the waiter left.

The redhead grabbed the sandwich with both hands. She took a bite, and let out a moan of delight. Elsa grabbed a fork and jammed it on the plate, catching some of the pasta. She then twirled the fork in place. The pasta formed a small ball on the utensil. She brought it to her mouth and ate it, letting out a moan of delight, a little lower than the redhead's.

Anna looked up to the blonde, and she giggled at her.

"What?" Elsa asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"You have a little something there," she said, pointing at her own lips. "Wait, let me get that for you," she continued. Anna put her sandwich down, and she leaned forward. She reached out her right hand to the Elsa's face, swiping the offending smudge of sauce out of the side of her lower lip with the other girl's thumb. Anna then retreated her hand as she leaned back to her chair.

Elsa noticed the sauce from the redhead's thumb, her face began to blush. "Thanks," she muttered.

Anna nodded in return as she sucked on her thumb, tasting the sauce. "Hmm, tasty."

Elsa froze. Her face reddened significantly, and her heart jumped. That was from my lips, and she tasted it. She turned her head away from the redhead, hoping that she hasn't noticed her blush. Luckily, Anna was already too busy gobbling on her sandwich. The blonde quietly sighed, feeling relieved. Elsa also continued to eat her spaghetti.

Their empty plates laid on the table as they continue their conversation. Elsa listened intently as she sipped on her latte while Anna had her turn in telling a story.

"I was playing soccer with Merida and the rest of the girls. Then all of a sudden, it rained! But that didn't stop us. At the end, we won with a score of 7-1," the redhead beamed as she gripped her thighs, preventing herself from jumping up and down. "And when we got home, I was completely covered in mud! I took a shower right after I went home," she winced and lifted her arms, pretending to be covered in mud. When Anna tells a story, she couldn't help but to be animated. Her arms were all over the place, she bounced on her chair, and she pulled on her braids. All of this felt natural to her. She was lively and energetic, a trait that makes her special.

Elsa laughed at Anna's silly stories, frowned at her problems, and she even felt nervous at her anxieties. This was all strange for her. She had never sympathized with other people before. Elsa was, what others have said, cold.

It was recess in an elementary school. Little boys and girls scrambled to the cafeteria, to the playground, and to the hallways. A particular girl went to her classroom to get her bag. It was white with streaks of pink and purple. She had gotten her snack and was about to leave, but she stopped in front of a rectangular glass box on top of a small wooden table. "Teacher! Teacher!" The girl cried from across the room, having grabbed something white and fluffy in the box.

"What is it, Belle?" The older woman asked as she quickly approached the little girl.

"She's not moving, teacher! She won't wake up!" Belle squeaked, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Oh no," the teacher muttered.

Later during homeroom, the teacher stood in front of the children. Her face was full of somber as she spoke slowly. "I'm sorry to say this, but Sue, our class pet rabbit, had died during recess."

Sniffles had disrupted the painful silence. Soon enough, everyone was crying, except for one girl.

The blonde sat there quietly with her hands on her lap, her face showing no signs of grief or sadness. She stood up and approached the teacher. "May I be excused?" She asked. "I need to go to the bathroom."

The older woman just stood there, surprised at the girl. "Uhh, s-sure sweetie," she said, struggling to regain her composure.

With that, Elsa left the room.

"Elsa, you in there?" Anna chimed, snapping her fingers in front of the girl's face.

She just sat there, staring blankly at the redhead.

"Hello. Earth to Elsa-"

Finally, she snapped out from her trance. The blonde blinked twice and shook her head lightly. She focused on the girl in front of her, still beaming. Elsa blushed when she realized what she had been doing.

"Oh, sorry. I-I just..." she stammered as she tried to avoid eye contact. Elsa grabbed her braid from her left shoulder and brought it up to cover her mouth. "...had something in mind," she continued.

Anna's eyes widened at the blonde and she blushed furiously, her heart beating quickly. Gosh, that's cute. The redhead averted her eyes to avoid her cheeks from reddening further.

The two sat there in an awkward silence, both of them trying to control their blushing faces. Anna sipped on her hot chocolate, and she grabbed her phone from her pocket. She unlocked it and looked at the time. Two-ten.

As if on cue, the waiter walked to the side of their table. "Here is the bill, ladies," he said, handing the small clipboard to the redhead. She accepted it and the waiter took off.

"I'll pay," Elsa said, reaching out her hand for the bill.

"Are you sure?"

"It's no trouble at all."

"Okay then," Anna said as she handed the clipboard to the blonde.

Elsa took her wallet out from her back pocket, opened it, took out a few paper bills, and set it clipped it to the board. She took the other copy of the receipt and kept it on her wallet.

"How much do you earn?" Anna asked.

"It's not a lot, but it's more than enough for me."

Enough for me to buy the games I want.

"I see. Anyway, shall we go?"

"Go where?"

"Well, I've got nothing else planned. What do you think?"

"Hmm," Elsa muttered. "How about we go to the park? I haven't had the time to go there before," the blonde suggested.

"That sounds great," Anna grinned.

They walked to the park side-by-side as they continued their conversation. They talked about what they passed by, from a black van to a cardboard box with the words 'give to good home' written at the side. They didn't open the box with the fear of the uncertainty of its contents. Anna had thought about bringing it to her apartment, but Elsa reasoned with her that it might just be a distraction to her studies.

After a short walk, they were at the park. There were less people compared to earlier. No signs of people jogging or couples at the park, and only a few children have stayed to play. But the few number of people did not alter the serene backdrop of the park.

"C'mon. Let's sit on a bench for a while," Anna said while pointing at a bench near to them. The taller girl nodded in return and they approached the bench.

Elsa sat on the bench, and Anna sat beside her. The birds chirped their own songs on the trees. The fountain continuously threw jets of water just to let it fall back to the accumulated pool of water below. The wind was not harsh nor was it soft, and it blew towards the girls, gently swaying their braids. The blonde let out a relaxing sigh as she rested her head on the back of the bench. Anna did the same, but she instead rested her head on somewhere else.

Elsa's eyes widened and her cheeks blush at the sensation. She looked at her side to see copper hair draped on her shoulder. So soft and so warm. I can get used to this. She tried to stay still, not wanting to alarm the girl. The blonde had caught the scent of lavender from the girl's hair. She smiled at the scent as she leaned in closer. When Elsa had reached the copper hair, she heard the girl's breathing, slow and peaceful. Anna was asleep. She took the opportunity and placed her hand on the girl's hair. The taller girl gently caressed the copper hair.

"Elsa..." the redhead muttered softly.

The blonde's eyes widened, her hand froze in place, and her heart jumped to her throat.

Wait, what?!

A/N: 70+ followers! Thank you for all the support you've given me so far! In other news, expect me to update weekly from now on.

Just to clarify: A Panino is a sandwich made from bread other than sliced bread filled with ham, salami, cheese, and mortadella, and is sometimes served warm after being pressed by a warming grill. If you still don't get it, just imagine it as a fancy-looking grilled sandwich. In music, cadence is a melodic or harmonic configuration that creates a sense of resolution and is located at the end of a piece. Mi Amore Cadenza is Italian for 'My Love Cadence'; you connect the dots. Also, if you still remember Elsa's prologue, you'll know that she wears glasses inside her home and contacts outside. This routine will be important soon.

Reviews and constructive criticisms are always welcome.