I hope I haven't kept you waiting for too long!

So here's the promised drama. Every good Elsanna story needs it, of course! Mwhahaha.

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Oaken had to stop and get gas in a rinky dink down in North Dakota, the bus starting to run dangerously low. So the gang decided to stick around for the day and see the sights. Not that the town itself had much to see. It had a small population of 2,500 and each home was cookie-cutter style in the residential areas. The town square was made up of mom-and-pop shops, bars, and the city hall.

It was like something out of a classic television show about small town life. It was charming, yes, but held an atmosphere of loneliness. There was a zoo just off the highway a few miles north of the town, apparently the only source of entertainment that wasn't the run-down theatre with a dull marquee advertising movies that had long since been removed from other theaters.

Arendelle was a small town but its population was well into the one-hundred thousands. Small compared to Los Angeles and New York but it was definitely bigger than this place.

Elsa and Anna broke off from the group sometime during their afternoon "tour" and got some lunch. Afterwards, Elsa pinned Anna against an alley wall and they had a good old fashioned make-out session hidden away from the passing world. Around sun set, the guys eventually discovered them in the town square's park in front of city hall, sitting on a bench, talking happily, and holding hands.

"Hey, don't run off like that," Sitron said, as if he were their chaperone on a school tour.

"We can do whatever we want," Elsa told him flatly.

"Yeah, we're adults," Anna added.

"Hardly," Olaf teased, tossing Anna's hair.

She smacked his arm away with a grin. "Stop iiiiit."

"What do you want?" Elsa sighed at her band members. "We were having a nice date without you."

"We were thinking of going out drinking tonight," Marshmallow said. "There's an Irish bar down the way that actually looks really good. It's called Etain O'Connor's."

"I heard it's popular around here," said Kristoff. "We should go check it out."

"Maybe," Elsa said. "But do we really have to waste money on booze?"

"It's good booze!" Olaf insisted.

"Just because it's Irish doesn't mean it's good booze," Elsa retorted. "If we were in Ireland, then that would be a different story. America tries to hard to be copycats."

"What if they have the actual stuff we all like?" said Sitron.

"C'mon, Els," Anna said, giving her girlfriend a smile. "It'll be fun. What do you have against Irish drinks?"

"Nothing!" Elsa said defensively. "I just had Irish tea once and it wasn't legitimate Irish tea so I felt betrayed by my country."

"Drama queen," Anna said, clicking her tongue.

"Really, you're supposed to know that by now," Elsa said dryly.

"Let's just grab a drink and enjoy ourselves," Sven said with a weak smile.

Sitron clapped his hands once. "Yeah, it—"

"If you say that it will be fun one more time I'm going to end you," Elsa snapped, rising to her feet and dragging Anna with her. "Fine. A few drinks and then we go back to the bus."

The bar was festively decorated with all the Irish stereotypes America could come up with such as leprechauns, four-leaf clovers, and beer mugs clinking together. Elsa wondered if the get-up would be offensive to actual Irish people… but it was America's interpretation of the country. It must be a popular place for Saint Patrick's Day, celebrating the holiday in full swing.

Kristoff and Sven went off to a booth to order some food along with a few shots of whiskey. Marshmallow took to the wall, nursing a beer and watching the crowd go by. Olaf had found a rather pretty girl at the bar and was chatting her up, making her giggle. Sitron had vanished… somewhere. Though Elsa thought she heard his voice in the middle of the dance floor as he attempted to show off his moves.

She and Anna were at the other side of the bar, eating a bowl of pretzels and drinking a couple of cheaper beers and simply enjoying each other's company.

"I really wanna bounce," Elsa mumbled. "But this beer is actually kinda good."

Anna giggled. "Lucky they didn't ask for my ID… yeah, it really is. Did you wanna grab some actual food?"

"I'm sorta stuffed from lunch, actually."

"Yeah, that buffet was ridiculous, wasn't it?"

"Definitely got our fill."

"Yo, Elsa!" Olaf called from the other side of the bar. "C'mere, my new friend wants to ask you something!"

Elsa gave Anna a quick kiss. "I'll be right back. Excuse me."

"Have fun," Anna smirked, watching her girlfriend leave to see what the guitarist wanted.

As Anna munched on a few more pretzels, she felt like someone was staring at her. She turned her head slightly to see two girls looking directly at her as if they couldn't believe their eyes. One girl had long, sandy blonde hair tied into a ponytail and her friend had dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders.

"Hello?" she said with uncertainty.

"Who are you?" the blonde said in an annoyingly high-pitched voice.

"Uhm… Anna," replied the roadie, scrunching her brows together.

"And are you, like, with Elsa? The Elsa?" demanded the other girl.

"You mean dating?" They nodded. "Well, yeah. I mean, you obviously just saw us kiss so…"

"How are you dating her?" hissed the first girl.

"I'm a roadie on this tour," Anna said slowly, not liking where this was going.

"Oh…" both girls breathed, looking at one another wisely.

"Just a roadie?" the second girl scoffed. "So you sleep with the band and get paid for it?"

"No, that's a groupie."

Anna remembered how she had assumed the same thing about roadies before Elsa corrected her. Did she sound as ignorant back then as these girls did now?

"Same difference. You're a slut," squealed the first girl.

Wow. Ouch. "I am not!" Anna growled. "I happen to be in a very healthy relationship with Elsa, thank you very much."

"What are you gonna do when Elsa leave you behind?" snickered the first girl.

Anna's anger receded into sudden insecurity and doubt. "What? She wouldn't do that!"

"Sure she would. She's a rock star. She could have anyone in the world. Why would she settle for just you?" spat the brunette.

"You're just jealous!" Anna argued. "Jealous because I'm dating her and you're pathetic fans that make out with posters of her!"

"As if!" The first fan rolled her eyes. "She's just playing around with you. You're nothing but a toy and she's letting you stick around for a good fuck until she dumps your sorry ass."

"That's not true!"

"She's gonna leave you behind," laughed the second fan. "You're nothing to someone like her."

"Shut up!" Anna yelled, standing up from her seat, shaking with anger.

"Whoa, what the hell is going on here?" Elsa's voice said from behind her.

"Ohmigod, it's Elsa!" the first fan gasped excitedly, as if she hadn't been bashing Anna mere seconds ago.

"Elsa, please go out with me," begged the second fan.

"You up for some one plus two fun?" suggested the first, winking seductively.

Are you fucking serious? Anna thought acidly, glaring at the two.

Elsa was appalled. "What? No!"

Sure, she used to make out with fans but that was before she knew she liked Anna, wanted to date Anna. She wasn't a cheater and no way would she even go out with either of these girls. They looked spiteful and rude and frankly weren't Elsa's type. She also sensed something else was off by the way her girlfriend was standing. Anna was standing tall but stiff, arms crossed protectively over her chest, and face set in a stoney expression.

"They've been telling me some awful things," Anna told her, facing the blonde with a desperate look that read get me out of here.

"Like what?" Elsa wondered, reaching out and taking Anna gently by the arm.

"Like that you're gonna leave me," Anna said quietly so only Elsa could hear.

The punk's face clouded over. "What?" Her icy eyes bore into the two fans and she shook her head at them. "I want you to listen good," she said lowly, "I am never going to break up with this girl." The smug looks on their faces melted like ice on a hot day, realizing they had been caught. "C'mon, Anna. Let's get back to the bus."

Elsa started to escort the poor ginger out of the bar, ignoring the questions they got from the band members as they passed by. Anna was still hugging her arms close to her chest, looking pensive.

She wasn't crying… she felt lost. Felt like those girls might be right on some level. She was so deep in her doubt that she didn't even realize they were already in front of the bus five minutes later, Elsa guiding Anna up the steps and into her bedroom.

Anna weakly sat on the foot of Elsa's bed, kicking off her shoes as the punk shut the door, trying to contain her rage towards her inconsiderate fans.

"I shouldn't have kissed you in public, I'm sorry," Elsa said but wasn't looking at Anna. "I just… I was caught up in the moment and I was being affectionate. I gotta think these things through and I…" She glanced over her shoulder at Anna, who was sitting awkwardly on her bed, not looking back at her. Elsa's fury melted into concern for the second time that week. But this time it wasn't because her girlfriend was under the influence. "Anna, are you okay?"

"Maybe they meant when the tour ends…" Anna replied hollowly. "I never actually thought about it before now…" She met Elsa's gaze, tears sparkling in her teal orbs. "And maybe they're right."

"Oh, Anna, no!" Elsa cried, alarmed. She rushed to Anna's side, sitting beside her and taking her face in her gloved hands. "Nothing like that would happen, I swear. Don't believe what those stupid girls say or think."

"How can you be so sure?" Anna whimpered. "The tour ends in a month and you'll probably go back to Wisconsin after you drop me off in Arendelle and—"

"Anna, that's eons away," Elsa cooed softly, kissing her forehead.

"I'm trying not to think about what they said, but it's hard not to… Really, why are you so confident about this?"

"Because I know. There's nobody else in this world I'd rather spend my time with. Rather kiss during late nights. Rather hold and laugh with." Elsa gave her a smile. "I… I deeply care about you, Anna. I promise you."

"Okay… you know I feel the same." She let out a sigh and returned the smile. "You're amazing."

"How about you change into some pajamas and wash up? Then we'll get in bed, I'll smother you in kisses and cuddle with you all night, never letting go. How's that sound?"

"Sounds great. You're the best, I hope you know that."

"Only for you, cupcake."

After Anna changed into her pajamas and got ready for bed, she met Elsa— also clad in her pjs— back in the bedroom. The punk had with her a couple of Hershey's bars, patting the spot Anna usually slept in with a playful grin.

Curious, Anna crawled into bed with her and watched as Elsa opened and broke one of the candy bars before placing a piece between her teeth and bending down to give her a kiss. Anna understood at once and, as if they were Lady and the Tramp on a lovely Bella Note, they shared a chocolate kiss.

Elsa continued to feed her chocolate between their kisses, occasionally giving her neck and face some attention, trying to show Anna how much she cared for her and screw what those girls thought.

Anna was still upset so Elsa thought it would be a good time to get some rest and try for more cheering up in the morning. They finished one last candy bar before Elsa pulled her in and kissed her goodnight, wishing her sweet dreams.

Teal eyes closed and she breathed in the cool scent of the punk, trying to get herself together. She hated that Elsa had to dote on her twice this week but things seemed to be snowballing in a direction that Anna wasn't sure of. She appreciated the gesture immensely and knew Elsa was only trying to help but she wished she wasn't as vulnerable.

When they first met, she had that backbone with walls up around her heart to avoid this kind of piercing self doubt. Elsa broke it down brick by brick just as Anna learned about her chapter by chapter. They were both vulnerable… but Anna was suddenly the one who was needy.

Sure, she had cheered Elsa up after the voice break, she rooted for her and supported her when they weren't dating, and she would defend her girlfriend until the earth ended. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Anna knew dating a celebrity with this feeling was inevitable. She just wished that it didn't have to be this disturbing and nerve-racking.

With hardly any sleep in her system, Anna didn't want to get out of bed the next day. She was staring dully up at the ceiling with lidded eyes and pursed lips.

"C'mon, kid," Elsa tried, giving her a smile as she tied up her combat boots. "We can do whatever you want before we go."

"I just wanna stay here," Anna sighed. "With you."

"Okay… uh, how about I run out and get us come coffee first," Elsa said. "And after that we can cuddle—"

"You need to work," Anna told her bluntly. "I don't want to be a burden over you losing precious productivity."

Elsa stared. "Anna, you're never a burden."

"Please? It'll make me feel better."

"If that's what you want," Elsa approached the head of the bed, offering her a smile, "then that's what we'll do. They guys are also planning something for later this afternoon so you have to accommodate those idiots."

Anna mustered a smile back. "Okay."

"I'll be back," Elsa said, kissing her forehead. "See you in ten."

Again, "Okay."

And Elsa left, Anna returning her attention to the ceiling. It was so white. Made of plaster and completely blank. It didn't make sense how perfect a ceiling could be. Her old ceilings throughout her life always had some kind of crack or bump that made it imperfect.

Anna recalled her bedroom back home in her dorm room. How tiny it was with a door to an even tinier bathroom. Her main room and kitchen were probably only a few feet larger than the bedroom. It was a small existence on campus but it was cozy for the most part.

When she was home with her parents, however, her room was still oozing with teenage interests. Her movie posters, her stereo, her stuffed animals, and her bed with a throw blanket of her favorite movie. The walls were still a deep olive color with quotes along them. She wondered if she could go back before school started up again… once Elsa left for Wisconsin.

Snarling, Anna turned over onto her stomach and shook her head.

"Stop it," she scolded herself, voice muffled from the fabric of the pillows. "You knew what you were getting into as soon as you kissed her that night. As soon as you had sex with her. As soon as you started this relationship. There isn't a thing you can do about it."

Silence greeted her and Anna felt tears leak out of the corners of her eyes, staining the pillow.

"Just you wait and see…"

She eventually turned over and looked at the ceiling again, suddenly spying cracks and bumps. It was imperfect like her ceilings back home and was waiting for someone to patch it up again. Something had happened to it long before Dry Ice got the bus with the new engine. It was a bit of a fixer upper.

Elsa came back with Starbucks and doughnuts, putting their breakfasts on the bedside table. She changed back into her pajamas and grabbed a pencil and her notebook, ready to get down to work. She crawled across the bed to sit between Anna and the window, asking politely for her to hand her the hot chocolate and glazed doughnut before she started on the song.

Anna sat herself up and nibbled on her chocolate frosted and rainbow sprinkled doughnut, taking small sips of her cocoa. No words were said. There wasn't much to say anyway.

After they finished eating, Anna slid onto her back again but this time she was over the blankets. Elsa decided to use the bed as her desk, sprawling herself across Anna's stomach in order to make use of the mattress. Anna couldn't move but she didn't mind. She didn't feeling like doing much moving.

Silence still, Anna gazing at the ceiling again but without the focus she had earlier. Elsa glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and frowned at the sight of the pout on the ginger's face.

Elsa lifted herself on all fours before turning herself so Anna's legs were in between her arms and legs. Anna blinked down at Elsa as the punk slid the roadie's tank top up just below her chest, resting herself gently on her legs, and started kissing her tummy.

Her hands covered her lips, trying to keep a straight face. The kisses were so fleeting and gentle and they tickled. They tickled like crazy, lips tracing the freckles splattered along her tan skin.

"Elsa?" Anna giggled. "What are you even doing?"

"You were pouting," Elsa told her, breath ghosting over the flat stomach. "So I'm cheering you up." She raised her icy orbs to meet teal. "Is it working?"

A bit of a bottom lip and a shy nod. "Yeah," Anna sighed. "It actually feels good."

"Good," Elsa said, running her free bare hand along the sides of Anna's tummy, making goosebumps shoot up the redhead's arms. Kisses continued, giggling following shortly behind them.

"Els, you gotta work," Anna reminded her.

"Fuck it," Elsa groaned, pressing a kiss above Anna's waistband.

"Elsa!" Anna squealed. "C'mon, you said you would!"

With a disgruntled noise, Elsa rolled off of her, careful not to squish her notebook paper, and sent Anna a reproachful look.

"You're not letting me take care of you," she said sadly.

"The kisses were enough," Anna said with a smile. "You cheered me up but you promised to work."

Rolling her eyes, the punk returned to lying across Anna's tummy and writing notes down for potential songs. The kisses were enough, like Anna said, to keep her slightly happy but there was still lingering hurt in her heart. Perhaps the boys were coming up with something that was worth forgetting last night.

"Hey, how does this sound?" Elsa said, breaking another long silence. "'It was the start of new beginnings, Small for me and you and mine, Factoring the lies of the night, Drunk on second hand romances, And first dances.'"

Anna gaped at her. "Did you just come up with that?"

"No, I was playing around with it for a while. Does it work?"

"I like that a lot."

"Cool, I'll keep it up."

"Do you have a name for it yet?"

Elsa shook her head. "No. For me, the title doesn't come until I have the chorus down or the entire song finished." She sent Anna a wink. "'Let It Go' came easily."

"Obviously," Anna chuckled. "The entire song has to do with letting it go." She watched as Elsa continued to write, her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth with concentration. "Hey, Els?"

"Mmmm?"

"What's 'Let It Go' about? Are you ever gonna tell me?"

Elsa's pencil paused over the paper.

"What I mean is," Anna restarted quickly, "is that you've told me about your scars and everything… and I know a bit about your past like with your mom and dad. I connected the dots but I have a feeling the lyrics are more meaningful than I think they are. I didn't write the song, after all. Though, I could be right but if I guess I don't wanna insult the original idea..."

A long silence and Anna wondered if she screwed up big time. Elsa turned her head to her and gave her a weak smile.

"I'll tell you in Wisconsin," she said quietly.

Anna sat up abruptly at her words, forcing Elsa to roll off of her stomach and onto her back with a bitter "hey!"

"You're gonna face your mom?" Anna gasped at the blonde.

"Yeah… I was thinking about it," Elsa mumbled, rubbing the heel of her hand above her left eye, the scars scratching the skin slightly. "I mean, if I'm gonna be happier in life, I need to face my demons. You helped me with that more than you know." She batted her eyelashes at her. "Thank you."

A goofy grin. "Awh, Elsa. You know I'm gonna be with you the entire way through."

"I know," Elsa said, moving herself so her arms were locked around Anna's torso, head buried in her stomach, rear-end in the air. "You're somethin' special, kid."

Anna snorted. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm gonna kiss your tummy s'more," was Elsa's muffled reply, lifting her shirt up and kissing the rolls that came with Anna's sitting up position, making the poor roadie laugh.

"Stoppit, that tickles!" she squeaked.

"Make me."

Anna bit her lip and dug her fingers into Elsa's sides as retaliation. Suddenly Elsa yelped and flew backwards, toppling over the bed. Anna was left breathless with laughter, holding her sides as a pouting Elsa clambered back on the bed.

"The fuck, Anna!?" she spluttered.

"Ohmigod, you're ticklish, aren't you!?" Anna wheezed.

Pale cheeks flushed. "I am not!"

"You are so!"

"You just startled me!"

Anna lifted a brow, grinning maliciously, before she dove after her girlfriend. Icy eyes widened and Elsa ran for it, being chased around the bedroom with Anna hot on her heels. They were shouting at one another, Anna trying hard to tickle her and Elsa attempting to run from the attack.

Finally Anna made another dive, tackling Elsa onto the bed and tickling her relentlessly. And Elsa started laughing, gasping out pleas for her to stop. This was the most Anna heard the punk laugh until she was breathless. Completely pinned underneath the redhead, Elsa was helpless and could hardly fight back.

"I-I don't underst-stand," Elsa whined with an open-mouthed grin. "I was j-ja-haha! Anna, I was just kissing your t-tummy!"

"Yeah, and I'm just tickling you," Anna responded dryly, a smirk to match Elsa's infamous one spread across her cheeks.

"P-please, stop!" Elsa wailed. "I'll d-do whatever you want, I swear!"

Anna's fingers slowed, interest piqued. "Anything?"

Breathing heavily, "Anything."

"Next time we have sex, I'm gonna do you. Just you," Anna said seriously.

"Wait, what?" Elsa said, astonished.

"Yeah! As much as I like you making me the receiving end, I wanna give you some attention," Anna said. "So I get to do you next time."

"O-okay," Elsa said, blinking slowly. "Deal."

"I also get to tickle you from time to time," Anna went on. "But just for fun. You can kiss my tummy all you want." She bent down and kissed her. "I was just being silly."

Elsa smirked. "I know you were. But I'll meet your demands with gusto. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me."

"You won't know when it's coming," Anna teased.

"Hey!" Olaf's voice called from the front room. "Get dressed! We figured out where we're gonna take Anna to cheer her up some more."

"Obviously you two were having some cheering up time," Sitron barked. "Keep it down in there when you fuck."

"We were having a tickle-fight, you pig," Elsa yelled back, standing as Anna got off of her. "Not everything we do has to do with sex!"

"Really? Shocker!" Sitron drawled.

"Keep that up, Sitron, and I'll march right in there and knee you in the balls!" Elsa snapped.

Getting dressed in casual day clothes and meeting with the boys was followed by a short walk to the local zoo. Oaken joined them in order to keep back crowds of fans— which turned out to be a great idea because Elsa was getting a lot of attention as they waited in line to buy tickets. She spared them waves, winks, and blew a few kisses their way but had no intention on leaving Anna's side.

Anna wasn't bothered by that sort of attention, however. She knew it was only Elsa giving her fans appreciation. But she liked that Elsa wasn't going over to sign autographs or take pictures for once. No, the blonde stayed with her and Anna felt like number one.

After they went through the gates, they toured the zoo together, Olaf and Anna running off to each gate, oohing and aahing at the animals as they lounged around in the sun. Marshmallow even got enthusiastic when they viewed the elephants and gorillas, grinning at the gentle beasts just like him.

Sitron went ballistic over the zebras and even persuaded everyone to go on the horse ride for "kids of all ages." Sven cooed over the reindeer in the petting zoo, he and Kristoff giving them carrots.

They passed through the cool reptile room before having lunch, then going off to see the other animals. Elsa made them stop so she could admire the timber wolves and even made eye contact with one, earning a short bark in her direction.

But the best exhibit of all was when they looked around at the roped cages holding different kinds of birds and monkeys… and Anna spotted the sloths.

She didn't even let go of Elsa's hand and tore the punk away from the conversation she was having with Kristoff, dragging her to the cage.

"Look at them!" Anna cried. "Look at the cute sloths! Ooh, I should have brought Mose with me!"

"He'll be fine at home," Elsa said with an endearing smile. "Hey, doesn't that one look like him?" Elsa jabbed a finger at one of the sloths chilling on a rope with an uncanny resemblance to the one hiding in Anna's bed.

"You guys!" Anna said gleefully. "It's Mose in real life!"

"Who's Mose?" Kristoff said, the group finally meeting up with the girls.

"Anna's stuffed sloth that Elsa got her to cure a hangover," Olaf said cheekily, gulping down his Coke in the commemorative cheetah cup.

"And Mose is an acronym of our names," Marshmallow added.

Sven did the calculations in his head before his expression lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh! I get it!"

"So you have a thing for sloths," Kristoff said, standing next to Anna and looking at the mammals as well.

"A big thing," Anna sighed dreamily.

"I hope the sloths don't replace me," Elsa pouted sarcastically.

"Of course they do," Anna teased, giggling and winking at Elsa whose eyes rolled upwards.

"Gee, thanks," Elsa countered.

They eventually left the sloths behind and headed to the big cat exhibits, the group breaking off and wandering around the area since the crowd had thinned as the day ended. Elsa and Anna leaned against the railing of the tiger cage, looking into their habitat as the beasts snoozed and enjoyed the summer sun.

"Thank you, Elsa," Anna said, "for cheering me up today."

"Anna, I want you to remember that even if I give my fans love, it doesn't mean I'll ever turn my back on you," Elsa said quietly, running her thumb over Anna's knuckles. "Those girls went over the line last night and I didn't like seeing you hurt. People like that make me sick. You're everything to me… okay?"

A small nod, "Okay."

Elsa kissed her gently after checking if people were watching so they would avoid another catastrophe like last night.

"Don't worry to much, kid," Elsa muttered against her lips.

Some really interesting fluff in the next chapter, followed by the biggest angst yet in the one after that.

Then we'll have them doing a concert, Wisconsin, and then… well… you'll see.

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