Hey guys. Yea I know. It's been hella long. I'm sorry. College and life and all that crap got in the way... not to mention I ran straight into a billion walls of writers block. lol

But I'm back... kinda? I'm just really scared my writing isn't how it should be or was.

I'm posting this late and I have a test tomorrow so I didn't get to go over it. Sorry if theres any mistakes.
But anyways, do enjoy.

With a few more months passing by in a blink of an eye, Frozen was slowly being wrapped up. The filming was mostly complete and all that was left was the editing and voice overs. They had arrived at the final scene where Anna was frozen and Hans has to attempt to slice Elsa's head off. He had apologized profusely at the beginning of that day even though Elsa kept pointing out that it was merely a character and not his actual self trying to murder her. He also kept apologizing to Anna who was confined to a makeup chair as blue paint and powder was placed on her.

"It's fine, Hans. It's not like this is real! You need to calm down… sheesh…" She laughs as the red-haired man just sighs and hangs his head in the seat next to her. "I know it's just a movie and we're just characters but… I've never felt so bad playing a villain! I mean… I'm trying to murder my best friend and her girlfriend!" He lets out a weird little whimper that has Anna laughing in the seat beside him. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, Kristoff is fearing for his life right about now."

At that, Hans looks up with interest as confusion swirled in his eyes. "Oh? Why is that? What did he do…?" Anna just shrugged as a smirk appeared on her face, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Oh nothing. He just has to kiss the Ice Queen's girlfriend." It took Hans a moment to understand what Anna was referring to but once he had, his grin turned to match Anna's smirk as he snickered behind his gloved hand. "Oh ho ho you're right! I wonder how he's fairing right now…"

Just as he said that, the dressing room door opened and Kristoff stepped in, his eyes wide and his skin pale. "Anna. You gotta help me. Elsa looks like she's going to cut my head off if I got within ten yards of her. I can't die yet. I'm too young!" There was silence in the room for a brief moment before both Hans and Anna began to laugh at the shaken man. "Guys! This isn't a laughing matter! I'm going to die! Elsa Bernhardt is going to kill me! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS LAUGHING."

His two fellow actors and even the makeup artist continued to laugh as the blonde man stood there with his back pressed against the door. "I'm sorry, Kris but… we can't really help you here!" Was the only thing Hans could force out between his fits of laughter. Truthfully, they were all laughing because they weren't at the end of Elsa's anger. Heaven knows there is no mercy for anyone who is.

All Kristoff could do was slowly drag his feet over to the plush couch in the back of the room and plop himself down. "I'm going to die today. I'm going to die and I haven't even gone to Walt Disney World yet."

To say the least, Kristoff ended up surviving they day. But that was only because looks alone couldn't kill someone. During the final scenes when he had to twirl Anna before kissing her, he nearly dropped her from sheer nervousness. He could feel holes being drilled into him as Elsa stood right off the side of the set, her arms crossed over her chest and her blue eyes looking absolutely murderous. He had finally succeeded and kissed the giddy redhead, holding for only as long as it was necessary. The moment he was finished and the director had yelled cut, Elsa had rushed onto the set and covered Anna in kisses.

He mumbled sheepishly as Anna giggled and made little roaring sounds as Elsa attempted to 'cleanse' her. He trudged off set with a little sigh before he felt arms encircle his waist. "Hello, handsome." Kristoff smiled and chuckled as he placed his large hands over the gloved ones. "Hello to you, Captain Sideburns." There was an indignant huff as the arms disappeared and Hans appeared behind him. "Excuse me. I was made to grow out these things! And I look SOMEWHAT nice in them…" Kristoff smirked and crossed his arms. "Somewhat? Are you sure about that?"

Hans only glared at him before huffing again and turning away. "Well if you're going to be a little ass, I guess I just won't give you a kiss. Or your present for a job well done tonight." The red-haired man allowed his threat to sink in as he slowly strutted away, his grey coat swishing dramatically behind him. It took a moment for the blonde to process what he had said and Hans grinned in victory when he heard shuffling and then running steps going towards him.

The last scene, which was an ice skating scene, was going to be filmed in a nearby ice rink. They didn't reserve that until later on that week which meant everyone was given two days off. Everyone was released from work early as the technicians told them that, due to some technical difficulties, they couldn't review the scenes they did today which meant no redo as of right now.

Both women decided it was not a night for them to go out but instead, it was a good night to stay home and just be lazy. Stars deserved to be lazy and couch potatoes sometimes, right?

As the two lounged around on the couch, Anna's cell began to ring and she frowned before picking up the iPhone. An unknown number was attempting to contact her and she didn't know whether to pick up or not. Elsa gave it an odd look before nodding, suggesting that she should.

"Hello? Anna Young speaking." There was a brief moment of silence before a little click. "Hello? Anna? It's Samantha Nishimura. I don't know if you remember me but I interviewed you and the rest of the cast of Frozen?" Anna's eyes widened and she nodded her head excitedly even though Samantha couldn't see her. "Oh! Yea I remember who you are! What's up?" Sam giggled on the other line before she spoke, a smile evident in her voice. "I was just wondering if you and Ms. Bernhardt would like to have dinner with me and Lara… you know? Just like I said we should at the end of the interview?"

"Yea! I remember. Hold up. Let me ask her." Anna took the phone away from her ear and looked at Elsa. "Baby, it's Samantha Nishimura… the woman who interviewed us? She's asking if we want to go to dinner with her and Lara." Elsa merely stared at her and shrugged. "Whatever you want, love. I don't mind." The blonde settled back down against the armrest as Anna returned to the phone. "We'd love to! We're only free tomorrow night… is that alright?" There was a sound of muffled speech before Sam was back on the line. "Yup. It's perfectly fine. Oh… there's also some information I think you two would like to hear. And I can't exactly say it's good news." Anna's brows furrowed as she glanced at Elsa who noticed the change in expression and had begun to worry. "What do you mean?" There was a sigh and some more muffled speaking before Sam spoke again. "It's best if we told you in person… if you don't find out already by tomorrow morning. You do know that the extended trailer of the movie was released recently, correct? And that people know of the relationship between the both of you, right? … It has something to do with that."

It took Anna a moment to put two and two together before she understood what Sam was pointing at. "No… are you serious? Are people really…?" There was a sigh and a frustrated growl from the other line. "I know… We'll tell you more about it tomorrow, alright? Just… don't worry about it yet. I'm sure your agents are already working on it." Anna merely huffed and agreed. They finalized their plans for the dinner plans before saying goodbye.

"Anna? What's going on?" Elsa had sat up and was looking at Anna with concern as the redhead sighed and dropped her phone onto the coffee table. "The press is at it again… and this time, I don't think they're going to go down easily."

That was short... I know. Sorry. I'll try to make it longer next time. lol~