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If you follow itspunkelsamotherfucker or redheaded-klutz in the early days, then this plot might be recognizable.

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Anna was sandwiched between Marshmallow and Olaf in the booth of a diner. Seething, moody, and frustrated, she sat there without a place to go or means of escape.

Not fifteen minutes ago, she and Elsa had been making out in Anna's room and rather enjoying it, Anna having taken a break from studying and Elsa being the entire reason she took a break. Just as hands started to wander and light giggles were vibrating sweetly against pairs of lips, Anna's day took a turn for the "what the fuck?" For suddenly all three boys burst inside, grabbed only Anna— Marshmallow slinging the roadie over his shoulder like a sack of flour— and took off. Elsa was left behind for god knows why.

But now Anna was stuck in a diner in some tiny little town not too far away from Rapid City.

It had been a day and a half since the benefit, Kristoff and Sven happily joining the band on the rest of their tour. They, however, weren't joining the four for lunch. They had gone off to some electronics store or something hours ago. Kristoff claimed he was looking for some fresh, new equipment and Sven loved anything techie-related so of course he tagged along.

After she was kidnapped, she was dragged around town with the guys as they jabbered on about where they wanted to go for lunch, completely ignoring Anna's screeches of protest. They decided on the diner, Marshmallow finally putting the squirming roadie down because they were getting strange looks.

"Don't worry!" Olaf had told the crowd. "She's our friend but we just like giving her a hard time." He said this all while Anna was trying to beat him in the chest with her fists, though half-heartedly because she really didn't want to hurt him.

They had been seated quickly in a booth in the back of the restaurant, where Anna was currently squished between the abominable snow brothers.

Elsa had yet to figure where the guys had taken her girlfriend and was most likely seething after being interrupted, stomping about town in search for them. Anna knew that once Elsa got her hands on the morons, they'd be dead meat.

With nothing else to do, Anna decided it was best to just eat and hope Elsa would come rescue her from their ridiculous grasp.

"You doing alright there, kid?" Sitron asked from across her.

"Fuck off," Anna grunted, reaching over and picking up a chicken strip.

"Wow, rude," Sitron pouted.

"You abducted me from my bedroom, you absolute pig!" Anna snapped, kicking him in the shins. But she wasn't wearing any shoes so it didn't make much of an impact. "At least when you kidnapped me you could have grabbed me a jacket and my Docs or something."

"We were being spontaneous," Olaf said with a toothy grin.

"You tore me away from my girlfriend," Anna mumbled. "And we were having a great make out session thank you very much."

"You need to take a break from her," Sitron said through a mouthful of burger.

"Is that why I'm stuffed between the wonder brothers?" Anna grunted. "So I can't escape."

"Now you've got it!" Sitron chirped.

"I hate you all so much."

After they finished lunch, they didn't let Anna escape so easily. The boys escorted her to a video arcade a few blocks down from the park they had been goofing around on late last night until a police officer showed up to check out the noise, making them all break for it since they all were well over the age limit to be on the jungle gym.

Anna was leaning against one of the games as she watched Olaf shoot zombies in the head. Marshmallow was playing a racing game and Sitron was slurping down a soda as he handled one of those stack-the-blocks-and-win-a-prize games.

"Yo, Anna!" the bassist called as he lost his twelfth round. "Hold my jacket for me, I'm gonna go use the restroom and get some more tokens."

"I'm not your coatrack," Anna spat, marching over anyway.

"Chill out, kid, I'll be five seconds." He shoved the leather coat into her arms, winked, and headed off, the soda he had gulped down getting to him.

Anna sighed and folded his jacket in her arms for a better grip. But she felt something odd in the inside pocket. Curious, she reached inside and pulled out two plastic wrapped brownies.

Chocolate! Anna thought excitedly, taking them out. This'll show Sitron not to drag me out against my will. I'll eat his delicious brownies.

With nimble fingers, Anna unwrapped the first brownie and bit into it, humming pleasantly at the scrumptious taste of the chocolatey goodness, eating it in three bites. She then unwrapped the second one and finished it just as fast as the first. With a devious smirk, Anna tossed the plastic wrap in a nearby garbage can and handed Sitron his jacket without blinking once he returned to the arcade game.

He didn't notice that his treats had been eaten, putting on the jacket and starting up the game again. Anna watched him, her eyes dropping down to his hand as he smacked the button furiously. Ten minutes went by and he lost again, his foot making contact with the machine.

"What are you trying to win?" Anna asked him.

"That 3DS," he grumbled, inserting another round of tokens.

The prize in question was hanging in a box with a few others. Below that were smaller prizes such as keychains and bouncy balls. Useless crap kids cried over if they didn't win it for their own. There were also MP3 players and a street-racing game for the PlayStation 2.

"Don't you have one?" Anna said.

"No, Elsa does. I don't wanna pay for the thing."

"That's so stupid. You're a famous bassist, one would think you can afford it."

"It's the principle of the thing."

Anna rolled her eyes and decided to play a few games on her own, swiping some extra tokens from Marshmallow.

As she played a classic Pac-Man game for another ten minutes, using up the tokens she had been given, her focus started to drift off from the screen. She scrunched her brows and tried to concentrate but her mind wasn't keeping up with her reflexes.

What… the hell? Anna wondered slowly, backing away from the game machine after losing her last life.

She blinked and rubbed her eyes, shaking her head but that only made the room spin.

"Huh… maybe I'm just tired," she mused.

Anna stared at her hands, moving them up and down. The edges were fuzzy and she felt sort of numb around the fingers. She flexed them but nothing seemed too out of place or odd.

Although, things around her looked really great and she felt really… free.

For some reason, Anna was starting to feel gushy in the brain and everything looked simply breathtaking. The twinkling lights of the games and the clanging sounds of the ones in progress resonated with Anna and she felt herself smile stupidly.

She drifted back to the game Olaf was playing when her phone rang, making her remember that it had been in her pocket when the boys snatched her away. The little circle at the top showed it was Elsa calling, their selfie shining on the screen making her heart skip a beat.

"Hi, Els!" Anna sang as she picked up.

"Anna, where the hell are you so I can kick their sorry fucking asses into kingdom come? Dammit all to hell, they're so dead when I get my hands on them," Elsa snarled into the receiver.

"It's okay, baby! I got my revenge already." She moved away from Olaf who thankfully was too engrossed in his game to eavesdrop on her conversation. "Trust me."

"What are you talking about?"

"I ate Sitron's brownies he was hiding in his jacket pocket!" Anna said enthusiastically. "They were soooooooo good, Elsa. Best. Brownies. Ever! I could eat, like, five hundred more but he only had two. We gotta get more brownies. I think Mose would want some of those brownies, too. Ooh, let's get some and then go to the zoo to get Mose a buddy! Let's go to the zoo! Pleeeeeease?"

Sudden realization, "Oh my god, no."

"Hey, remember that park we were in yesterday? That had, like, the best swings." She paused, blinking slowly. Then the best idea she had ever come up with formed in her head. "I think I'm gonna go fly on those swings, Elsa."

"Anna, where are you? Seriously." Elsa's voice dropped into one of genuine concern. Anna had never had a pot brownie before… or pot to begin with it. "Now you can say you've been stoned. Anna, listen to me. No, we cannot go to the zoo. The guys better get your ass back here safely because: one, I'm not missing out on you being stoned and two, you're in no position to be wandering the streets without of clue of what to do."

"The guys? Pssh, who needs them?" Anna was starting to wander out of the arcade, still on the phone with Elsa. The boys took no notice to Anna going out on her own. "I like the swings, though. I want to reach the clouds!" Anna giggled manically. "Oh my gosh. You should do a gig in the clouds!"

Elsa, who was searching through the town for her stoned girlfriend, pinched the bridge of her nose with her forefinger and thumb. "I'm going to fucking kill them. Hang on. I think I'm near the park. Don't do anything stupid and don't leave. Stay where you are."

"Can we make out some more when you get here?" Anna gushed, seating herself on a swing and kicking off, the sensation of floating swishing by her. "I miss your face, baby! Like, more than brownies."

"No, because you need to stay in one place when you come down from the high. I'm almost there." Elsa turned a street corner, spotting the park a few yards down. "Stay. Put."

"Fine! I'll just sit on your face and stay there. That's one place I'd stay foreverrrrrrr."

With a sigh, Elsa hung up as she reached the park, catching sight of Anna swinging incredibly high and laughing like a maniac. Her eyes were lazy, bloodshot, and she was grinning widely, not a care in the world.

Sitron was so dead once she got her hands on him.

"Anna!" Elsa called carefully.

"Elsa!" Anna cried, leaping off the swing. She tried to land on her feet but she was so disoriented that she stumbled and fell on her knees.

Klutz times ten, Elsa thought, approaching her girlfriend and helping her up.

"Let's go, kid. We gotta get you home," Elsa cooed softly.

"No! I wanna have fun, Els!" Anna wrenched her grip from the blonde.

"You've had plenty fun in one night. Anna, please," Elsa begged.

"Elsaaaaaa." The redhead draped herself on her girlfriend, giggling. "You're such a buzzkill."

"Only because you're stoned," Elsa said bluntly.

Anna gasped, "I am?"

"Yes, you're stoned. You ate Sitron's pot brownies," Elsa told her.

"Naw, those were regular brownies!" Anna waved away Elsa's comment.

Elsa rolled her eyes. "Anna, please be reasonable and come with me."

"That's what she said!" Anna cackled, skipping away from Elsa, spinning as she went.

"You know that's not what I meant!"

"Keep telling yourself that, baby!" The younger girl strutted over to the apparatus, climbing up the steps and leaning on the little bridge railing.

Elsa just didn't understand how she felt. Everything was so slow and fuzzy but absolutely wonderful. She felt like she was walking on sunshine and she was the queen of the world. She gripped the yellow painted, iron railing, leaning back and letting all her weight be supported by her arms.

"Look at the sky, Elsa!" she said, her teal eyes watching the brilliant black and blue sheet of sparkling fireflies that lit up the night. "It's so pretty."

"It's beautiful," Elsa agreed half-heartedly, trying to calculate what to do about the trouble at hand.

"But not as beautiful as you!" Anna sang, leaning on the railing so her stomach was pressed against it.

"I'm flattered," the blonde deadpanned.

"I am Anna!" the roadie yelled into the night. "Queen of the Jungle Gym!" She beat her chest dramatically. "Hear me roar!"

The punk stared in a cross between horrified and entertained. Anna was quite the sight as she marched up and down on the jungle gym, declaring herself the ruler of it. She smacked one of the puzzles on the set and made it spin so the paint-chipped cow now had a head of a lion. Sitron's brownies were full of strong stuff and poor Anna was going to crash so hard.

"At least you have clothes on," Elsa mumbled, shaking her head, remembering an occurrence where Sitron felt a bit constricted in his clothes and wished to be free of them, laughing as he tugged off his shirt.

He had almost stripped completely, everyone present ("everyone" being the original band) trying to get him dressed again but he had come down from his high bit by bit, clothes forgotten and proceeded to eat and entire bag or Doritos before he crashed.

"Good idea, Els! This would be much more realistic without them!" She started to unbutton her blue and black plaid shirt. "Come rule the jungle with meeeeee!"

Too far.

"Anna, put your clothes on!" Elsa shrieked, eyes widening in alarm as Anna let her shirt slide off her arms so her torso was only in her lacy pink bra. She climbed the apparatus and grabbed the shirt, trying to force it back over her arms. But Anna squirmed, shaking her head at Elsa profusely.

No, she did not wanna put her clothes on. Why didn't Elsa just let her rule the jungle? She offered her a position as second ruler after all!

"That's not what you said last night!" Anna screamed delightedly, fighting back.

"Anna, we didn't even have sex last night!"

She managed to get Anna's squirming arms back in the shirt sleeves, leading her carefully down the steps. But the roadie was desperately trying to go back to the jungle gym, tears in her eyes as she mumbled something about abandoning her kingdom. Elsa got her back to the bus with difficulty, Anna complaining all the way there.

"Anna, for fuck's sake get inside and stop trying to go back to the damn park," Elsa groaned, shoving Anna up the steps.

"Baby!" Anna cried, sniffling.

"When you come down and gather your wits I'll tend you your needs. Stop it and sit down on the couch," Elsa forced her to sit, the redhead pouting evermore, "while I call Oaken to find the boys and bring their dead asses over to me so I can properly kill them," Elsa finished acidly, shutting the separation door so Anna wouldn't escape.

"Pffft, whyyyyy? We have a FREE. BUS! " Anna bounced joyfully in place, the springs of the couch creaking.

"No, Anna," Elsa told her sternly. "I have to make the call."

She took out her phone as Anna stood up, dancing lazily in front of Elsa, the cool air of the bus tickling her exposed belly since the punk didn't have time to button up her shirt after tugging it back on her. Her eyes dropped to the waistband of Elsa's black jeans, the top of her boxer shorts just barely visible, her shirt obviously a bit too short for Elsa's taller posture.

Anna wanted Elsa more than anything right then. She wanted to make Elsa feel good just as the blonde always insisted on doing to Anna (and doing a damn good job of it). So without further ado, she stepped forward and plunged a hand down the front of Elsa's pants.

"Whoa, whoa!" yelped Elsa, yanking Anna's hand out of her boxers. "Knock it off, kid!"

"But Elsaaaaaa."

"Anna, stop it. Sit back down."

"Let me make you feel goooooood."

Elsa was far from turned on. She was incredibly worried for Anna. This wasn't going to end well and Anna was being completely insatiable. The punk steered her to sit back down.

"Stay," she ordered, as if Anna was a simpleton.

Anna childishly stuck her tongue out at her as she turned around, attempting to call Oaken once more. But the redhead was so ready for sex! She wanted to show Elsa just how much she liked her body! Just how beautiful she was! But Elsa was being so stubborn.

Deciding to take the initiative, Anna got to her feet and dropped the shirt to the floor once again but didn't stop there. She picked up where she left off in the park and removed her jeans, then bra, socks, and finally panties. Anna stood there, stark naked in the middle of the bus.

"Ooh, ooh, guess what?"

"What?"

"If you turn around, you'll find my clothes on the floor! Wow, what a coincidence." Anna grinned impishly but Elsa didn't turn around. Either Elsa was dead serious about how upset she was or she was controlling herself. "I'll be chilling in your room if you need me. Just saying~!" She ended with a sing-song voice, backing up towards Elsa's bedroom.

The punk wasn't deterred. She merely rolled her eyes. "Yeah, okay, sure."

"Elsa, I'm serious."

Elsa glanced over her shoulder to see Anna collapse onto her bed, eagle spread but instead of looking like her usually sexy and adorable self, she seemed… tired. She was finally crashing.

"I'll be in soon," Elsa worded, honestly and continuously concerned about her girlfriend. "Just wait until I murder my bandmates."

"Okay, baby… 'm jusgonna take a lil nap tilyou come back," Anna sighed, rolling over so she was on her stomach, hugging Elsa's pillow close to her chest.

The punk held her breath until she heard gentle snoring coming from her bedroom.

What a wild fucking ride, Elsa thought, sighing and pressing Oaken's number. "Thank god…"

"Hello?" said Oaken's voice from her phone after a few rings.

"Hey, Oaken. Can you bring the boys to me? I have some ass to kick."

It was around nine in the morning when Anna woke up, her naked body tucked underneath the blankets of Elsa's bed. At first, Anna thought she had a nice night with Elsa but usually her lover was right next to her to greet her in the morning. And there wasn't a pleasant tingling sensation Elsa often left her with all over her body. Nothing added up to sex... So what had happened?

She sat bolt upright, her head swimming but she didn't care. She drank in the room… no sign of her clothes anywhere. And she was so hungry. Her stomach was making all sorts of sounds she didn't even know were possible. It was also quiet in the bus, evidence of the boys being inside shot down.

Her memory was fuzzy. The last thing she remembered was being in the arcade and then eating something chocolatey from Sitron… secretly. Then Elsa called her. That's when she lost all recollection.

She got up from the bed and walked over to Elsa's closet, her stomach rumbling and walking a bit wobbly.

Had she been drinking?

No, Anna deduced. She would have had a headache.

She removed a pair of Elsa's boxer shorts and an over-sized T-shirt to wear for now, stumbling back over to the bed. A water bottle and her phone was on the nightstand, a note in Elsa's handwriting saying, "call me when you're up."

With shaking hands, Anna unscrewed the bottle and took a refreshing gulp of water before grabbing her phone and calling her girlfriend.

In CVS, Elsa felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She took it out and unlocked the screen, seeing that it was Anna calling her.

"Hey, kiddo, how you feeling?" Elsa said sweetly, icy eyes searching the shelves in front of her.

"Lost and confused and icky," Anna replied. "What happened? Why can't I remember anything?"

"Uhm… what do you remember?" Elsa said, opening the glass door and grabbing a few Arrowheads to put in her basket.

"I remember going to the arcade after dinner, then eating Sitron's brownies, and then you calling me… and that's it." Anna leaned her back against the wall, legs crossed beneath her on the bed. "What did I do?"

"You… well, those brownies weren't exactly brownies," Elsa worded carefully, going down the candy aisle.

"What do you mean?"

Elsa suppressed a smile. "You ate Sitron's brownies."

"I still don't follow you."

"You got high."

A pause.

Then a voice of utter disbelief, "No!"

"Yup."

"Are you kidding me!?" Anna ran a hand through her hair. "I got stoned!? I ate fucking pot brownies!"

"Yeah. You were very entertaining. You kept trying to have your way with me."

"Oh god I probably embarrassed myself and all my ancestors," Anna groaned, covering her eyes with her hands. "I'm so sorry!"

"Hey, kiddo, don't worry about it! Sitron was irresponsible for allowing you to be around chocolate, with or without pot in it. Of course you're gonna eat that," Elsa chuckled. "And besides, I kicked his and Olaf's ass for taking you from me in the first place. Double time for Sitron because of the brownies. They're currently passed out in their bunks and not allowed to come out until I say so."

"And Marshmallow?"

"He got yelled at. I can't hurt him… he felt bad about it, though." Elsa picked up a couple of Hershey's bars. "He, Kristoff, Sven, and Oaken are out running errands. I'm in CVS getting some extra Arrowheads since we're almost out. And because there isn't much food left, I'm gonna make a round to McDonald's to grab some breakfast. I bet you're starving."

"Yeah." Anna rubbed her stomach in an attempt to ease its grumbling. "I am."

"You have clothes on?"

"Uh-huh. I threw on one of your shirts and boxers… I'm not risking leaving this room. I'm just gonna chill in here until you get back."

"Okay, I want you to relax in the meantime. Drink that water."

"I will. Thanks, Els. As always, you're my knight in leather armor."

Elsa smirked. "It's my job to save the princess." She approached the line to purchase her items. "I'm done here. I'm gonna grab the breakfast and be on my way. Give me another ten minutes. And as much as I'm concerned about you, you're not out of the woods."

A nervous response, "What do you mean?"

"I'm going to have a serious discussion with you about this. Just because I care about you. I'm not gonna lecture you about pot and whatever 'cause I'm not your mother. It's just a different sort of lecture, I guess."

"Okay, baby, I understand," Anna sighed, twirling an end of her hair around her finger. "I'd do the same if this was the other way around. Just cuddle with me while you do it, okay? That's all I want right now."

"Yes, of course," Elsa assured. "I know you're still kinda uneasy right now. You… well, you've never been stoned so it's gonna take you some time to come all the way down. I won't yell, I promise."

"Thank you."

"See you in ten."

Anna let her hang up first before sliding down onto the bed so her head was resting on the pillow. She let her eyes fall shut, exhaustion from her apparently wild night creeping up on her again. Turning over on her stomach, though not without feeling a tad nauseous, she buried her face in Elsa's pillow and smelled the familiar minty scent of new fallen snow that followed her girlfriend everywhere she went. Even her clothes smelled like her.

"Psst, Anna," a soft, gentle voice called from beyond the void. "Wake up, baby, breakfast is here."

"Nng?" Anna grunted, cracking an eye open.

Elsa was the first thing she saw, smile calm and reassuring that everything was okay. Anna grinned sleepily up at her, waving her fingers as a form of greeting.

"Hello to you, too," Elsa laughed. She held up the McDonald's bags, the aroma of sausage biscuits and hash browns filling Anna's nose. "I brought you something to munch on."

Her stomach let out a thankful growl. "You're the best girlfriend a gal could ask for."

"And don't you forget it," Elsa teased, bending down and kissing her. "Scoot over I'm gonna sit."

Anna moved over for Elsa, sitting up in the process. Elsa had changed in her pajamas before waking Anna up so she was able to comfortably sit beside her. She pulled out two biscuits and hash browns, handing Anna her water while she took a sip of her coffee.

Then she opened her arm for Anna to snuggle inside, the roadie quietly nibbling on her hash brown. She waited for Elsa's lecture, staring up at her with a doe-eyed expression.

"Okay, first things first: never ever take anything Sitron offers you. I don't care what it is. Or if it's in his pocket. Never take something of his. You don't know what it could be," Elsa said, raising a brow at her. "Understand?"

Anna nodded.

"Good." Elsa's face softened. "Now I know you had no control over what you did last night but try to be somewhat practical and just come along with me instead of fighting back."

"Sorry," Anna whispered.

"It's not your fault. Hopefully there won't be a next time." Elsa used her free hand that wasn't holding her biscuit to brush hair out of Anna's face, her shock of white standing out amongst the red and her cartilage piercing glinting in the light. "I was just worried about you, that's all. And if you ever wanna try it again with your knowledge, do it someplace in private. Just be safe. I don't want you getting hurt."

Her voice was so sincere yet so anxious. She really did genuinely care about what happened to Anna. She wasn't laughing about the whole thing or making fun of her. She was soothingly letting her know that all she wanted Anna to be was… okay. Safe. Away from harm.

"Thank you, Elsa," Anna sighed, finishing her hash brown and turning to her biscuit. "I appreciate what you did for me. I must have been difficult… what did I do exactly?"

"You went to the park and tried to fly on the swings. Then you climbed the apparatus, claiming you were queen of the jungle gym." Anna snorted and Elsa grinned at her. "Then you started to take off your clothes to make it realistic."

"I did what!?" Anna cried, eyes bugging out of her head.

"Relax, relax! You only got your shirt off but I got it back on you," Elsa soothed. "Like I said, you were very insistent on having your way with me. You stripped down inside the bus before passing out in here."

Anna groaned for the umpteenth time that morning, absolutely embarrassed of herself. "Good god, I must have been a mess!"

"Hey, you were stoned. It's okay. Anything coming back to you?"

"Bits and pieces," Anna admitted, "now that I'm hearing about it."

"Like what?"

"Like… wanting to go to the swings and stuff. I don't remember much because it probably was my first time. I don't really recall the feeling to be good, though. I felt detached and disoriented and that scares me." Anna glanced down at the bite in her biscuit. "I understand it felt… better during the high itself but I don't wanna feel like that again. No, never again. I'm already a klutz.

"I also know that there are people who can be stoned and go on easily. That's fine. But I just… I couldn't do it."

"I'm glad you're sorting yourself out," Elsa mused, kissing her head gently. "Don't worry, I don't think you'll be getting stoned again anytime soon."

"No way. My pot brownie days are over."

"It was hardly a day. Maybe… an hour and a half of your—"

A glare, "Elsa."

The punk snorted and dusted off her fingers, finishing up her hash browns.

"Sorry, baby, I had to get technical," she chortled.

"No, you didn't," Anna sighed, rolling her eyes. "You're just giving me a hard time."

"Besides saving you and giving you affection, that's also my job. That's been my job since we first met," Elsa reminded her. "Tightly-wound, mountain kid who wore dorky plaid shirts and didn't like me. Remember her? 'Cause I do. And I think to myself, by god I'm so lucky to have won her over."

Color rose into Anna's cheeks, glancing up to meet Elsa's smile.

"You… you don't mean that, do you?" she said quietly.

Elsa titled her head so she could kiss Anna deeply, cupping her neck to bring her closer.

"Of course I mean that," Elsa said confidently. "You know I care about you."

"I care about you, too," Anna responded, smiling stupidly at her.

Voices filled the front room, footsteps making the bus shift and quake. The engine was turned on, bringing the bus to life. Slowly, Oaken pulled into the street and towards the next unknown destination, the band still having plenty of time before their next concert.

"Finish your breakfast, kid," Elsa told her, nodding at the sausage biscuit. "And afterwards we can snuggle and watch whatever movie you want that's on demand."

"Any movie? So I can finally force you through 27 Dresses?"

Elsa sighed heavily. "Yes."

The roadie grinned. "Yay!" She pecked Elsa's jaw. "Thank you, baby."

"The things I do for you…"

I want to end this by saying in no way do I encourage the use of drugs. I have never nor do I plan to take drugs. The experience Anna went through was a combination of research, experience stories from others, and guardianofthenorthmountain's hilarious take on Anna being high. This may or may not be entirely accurate. Don't bite my head off if it isn't. It's just a fan fiction.

Seriously though, if you choose to do something like this, please be safe about it. I don't encourage it at all. Be wise about your decisions, friends. No matter what substance you take, do think of the long haul and what you could be negatively affecting.

Sigh, lecture over.

So this was actually really fun! Based off the role-playing events of redheaded-klutz and itspunkelsamotherfucker. If you want more fun times with them and the band, follow them on tumblr!

The next chapter will be a bit dramatic with some doubts for Anna. You'll see what I mean once it comes out.

Updating wise, it's a bit sporadic. Don't expect updates every Sunday until I can get back on track. Rest assured, this story will be finished.

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