Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen.

As soon as we come back at home, Olaf falls asleep on the couch. I start working for a few hours, then I remember Kristoff said there's a musical night at his pub. I should go, a change of air would be great, and there won't be Hans but still, I don't want to go alone. Maybe I could ask Meg if she has some plans or if she's available to go with me. So, I leave home to go to the next door.

"Yo Elsa! What's up?"

"Ehy do you have any plans?"

"No, why?"

"Would you like to come with me at the Reindeer's Buddies? There's a musical night."

"Mh is the new pub, right? All right! What about Olaf?"

"He's asleep.. he can be alone, I guess.. in any case I left him some food and water."

"Good, I'll go change myself in something more… pub-ish"

She leaves me in her living room, she's a lover of ancient Greece's history, you could tell that just looking at her house: wonderful photograph of the ruins on the wall, some little reproduction of statue representing the muses. One time she told me about her trip in Greece, when she visited Athens. She loved the Parthenon, or if I should tell the truth, the guide. He was a young Greek, after she told me the name the first thing I said was something like "You're sure he was someone real? Because Hercules was a mythological figure". They spent all the trip flirting, she said she fell in love with him but she didn't want to tell him, he didn't have to know, but I knew that was a bullshit. I told her so. She said "I'll think about it." I said "Not too much." And now they're together, living in the same house and I know for sure he's thinking about marriage right now but he doesn't know when and how to propose to her. He asked me for her hand, like I was her father, it was nice though.

Meg is an orphan, when she met Herk (she call him Wonder boy, if I have to choose I prefer Herk, honestly) she told him I was her best friend, like a sister. One day he came to my house, he was worried and the first thought that crossed my mind was about Meg, but then he sat on my couch, took my hands (I remember I was thinking 'Oh my God, what's he doing!?') and said "Elsa, I know you're like a sister to Meg. I-I wanted to ask you something." I had an idea, but I let him to continue "I love her so much. I'm here to ask you for your blessing and permission to take her hand in marriage." I smiled at him. "You have my permission, but I warn you. If you make her suffer, you will suffer more for sure. She's a good girl, she loves you too, and I have no doubt she'll say yes."

Right now Herk isn't in town, he had to go at home in Greece because of her niece's birth. He wanted Meg to go with him, but she said she couldn't, so he went alone. I'm waiting for her to tell me why she didn't go, she keeps avoiding to answer at that question.

After a few minutes she comes back and we are ready to go.

"So, Meg, you're going to drink something? I'll buy"

"No, I don't feel to drink. You?"

"Yeah.. Maybe just a beer," now I'm perplexed, usually when I'm buying she doesn't worry to drink like an alcoholic. Could be she-

"All right then, we'll take my car!"

I haven't even entered in the pub that I see a familiar figure.

"Good evening Sven, I wanted to apologize to you for not letting you take care of Hans' situation." I offer him a hand and look at him giving a small sincere smile.

"It's fine, I hope this isn't the hand injured." I shakes my head. Then he nods and smiles tanking my hand for a shake.

"Elsa! You came! It's so nice to see you again!" I see Kristoff waving at me and I say bye to Sven and walk to the blonde.

"Yes, I hadn't much stuff to do, so I decided to come and taking the opportunity to talk to Sven."

"That's good. How is Olaf? Marsh is waiting for playing with him."

"He's fine, I left him sleeping. I think he's waiting for that too." I see Meg questioning me. I smile. "Kristoff this is Meg. Meg this is Kristoff, he's the owner."

"Nice to meet you." They say in unison. She asks for a soda and a beer for myself.

Soon there are groups who start playing. It is nice, there are some good songs, others... well, just say everyone has different tastes. I admit I'm having fun, Meg is trying to make me dance, even if she knows very well I don't dance, so she decides to chat with others and yelling how I'm a party pooper, I just smile at her. She's such a good friend.

"Having a good time Elsa? The next song isn't by a group, but only one singer, I think you'll like it. Here, your beer." I thank Kristoff and send a questioning look at the drink I haven't ordered, the only thing he did? A simple smile at the one who is standing on the stage. I turn facing that direction.

Oh, now I understand why he said that.

Author's Note: Ehy there! How are you? I hope you like the story and thanks for reading it. It means a lot for me. I am not entirely sure if I'll be able to update frequently, because it's time for exams. Feel free to say what you're thinking. Have a nice day/night.