CHAPTER 8
Kristoff pulled in to the driveway of their tiny house, and looked over at Anna. She was asleep of course, a small trail of drool flowing from her mouth and her fingers still interlocked with Kristoff's free hand.
"Anna," Kristoff said softy, breaking free from her grip and shaking her gently. "Anna, we're home."
Anna's eyes opened slowly as she looked out of the car to their little house covered in snow. She smiled, wiping the drool off of her chin and getting out of the car.
"Home sweet home," she said.
She followed Kristoff to the front door as he began to unlock it. He had just opened the door when he felt something cold on his back.
Snow.
He turned around and saw his wife kneeling in the snow, building a snowball.
"I've really missed snow, too," she said as she chucked another snowball at Kristoff.
He dodged this one, and laughed. "Well, you definitely won't after tonight!" Kristoff yelled, picking up some snow and tossing it towards Anna as he ran through the house and in to the backyard, soon joined by Sven.
Anna ran after him, carrying her snowball through the house and barely remembering to shut the front door. She burst threw the back door and threw her last snowball at him, only to be greeted with 5 more from Kristoff along with being jumped on by a very excited dog.
Anna fell to the ground, and began army crawling along the ground towards a nearby bush where she could take cover. She began to strategize, building dozens of snowballs as she mapped out her battle plan. Years of military experience could not have prepared her for this moment, instead she used years of learning the snowball fight battle strategies of her sister, the reigning champion of, well, anything that had to do with snow.
Meanwhile Kristoff, joined by Sven, began to slowly approach Anna's hiding spot, doing his best not to be heard. He held almost a dozen snowballs in his arms, ready to attack the unsuspecting women behind the bush.
Right as he was about to throw the first snowball, Anna gave out a battle cry as she jumped up from behind her bush as began pelting Kristoff with snowballs. This made Sven excited, as he began jumping in the air trying to catch them in his mouth, while Kristoff fell to the ground, overwhelmed and defeated by his wife.
"Aha!" Anna said, stepping out from behind her bush to stand in front of Kristoff. She stood tall and put her hands on her hips, towering over Kristoff. "No one (well, except Elsa) can defeat me, Anna Bjorgman, in a snowball fight to the death! I am invincible!" she shouted.
However, right as she finished her gloating, Kristoff grabbed one last snowball that he had dropped after her attack and threw it at her knees, causing her the screech and fall to the ground next to him, laughing hysterically.
He began laughing with her as she rolled over so that she was lying on top of him, her hands on either side of his shoulders, supporting herself.
She leaned down and gave him a kiss, which he gratefully accepted.
"So... did I still win?" Anna asked.
"You can keep thinking that," Kristoff replied, kissing her again.
"I forgot how cold snow can be," Anna said. "Do you wanna make us some hot chocolate as I change into my pajamas?"
"Hot chocolate sounds delicious," Kristoff replied.
"Don't forget the little marshmallows!" Anna reminded him.
"Hey, just because I haven't seen you in a while doesn't mean I've forgotten the obvious!"
She laughed as she pushed up off of him and the ground, pulling him up with her as they headed inside.
**Author's Note**
I just had to write a snowball fight between them! :) Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or any of it's characters, they all belong to Walt Disney Animation Studios. :)