I want to start with this.

I've asked, time and time again for no flames. Apparently that doesn't register with some of you. I hope that the rest of you understand that honest mistakes happen and being polite can go a long way.

Anyway.

I promised there would be some drama and there shall be.

Have fun.

There was one last stop before Minneapolis so laundry could be done and gas could be refilled. It had been a while since they had the opportunity to wash their clothes and Anna was starting to complain that her jacket was starting to smell ripe. So Elsa proposed the stop, agreeing that she should wash her clothes, too. The boys were a bit apprehensive about it because they thought their clothes smelled just fine... until Elsa shoved a pair of Sitron's boxers in their faces. They all recoiled, holding their noses in disgust and glaring at a rather embarrassed Sitron.

In the laundromat, the group sat like a bunch of broke college kids in their pajamas or underwear in front of the spin cycles. Olaf and Sitron were both shirtless— and showing off their rather nice torsos to the fangirls who had spotted them but were too shy to approach— and in their boxers and socks. Marshmallow was wearing an old T-shirt and a pair of sweats. Elsa was sitting in boxers over her undies— for once— and a black tank top, braiding her hair mindlessly. Anna was beside her on the little bench in short shorts and a camisole, scrolling through her phone.

Kristoff and Sven didn't need to do laundry just yet so they were keeping the area clear of anyone wanting to disturb the group, standing by with their arms crossed and appearing relatively intimidating.

When they got their clean clothes, they shoved all of them in baskets they bought and trekked out to the waiting bus. Oaken was out running more errands and planned to visit with a few old friends he found were living in the small town. Elsa gave him the liberty to go out since he did so much for them already.

So they were to stay the night, Oaken betting he was going to be back late. They didn't mind, all of them taking time to practice and chat and relax until they got back on the road and back on schedule.

"After Minneapolis, aren't we going to Wisconsin?" Olaf wondered from the couch, playing Elsa's 3DS.

"Yeah, we're making a quick stop there," Elsa said. "And you better not be fucking with my Pokémon team."

"I'm not playing Pokémon. I'm playing Zelda. My own profile. Chillax, Els," Olaf chuckled.

"Good. I worked hard leveling up my Glaceon," Elsa mumbled.

"I can't wait to stop by at home," Marshmallow said happily, watching over his brother's shoulder. "Say hey to Mom and Dad."

"Oh, right, we used to live there," Sitron laughed.

"Have you been eating those brownies?" Anna asked cautiously from the booth, raising her eyes from the screen, squinting.

"No, it's just been so long," he replied with a shrug. "I'll get to see my Pops and my lil' bro."

"You were all born in Wisconsin?" Kristoff said conversationally.

"Yup. Born and raised," Olaf confirmed. "It was— awh, fuck Link what the flaming fuck are you doing!?"

"You're using the wrong weapon," Marshmallow observed.

"I am not!"

Sven hopped over and squeezed himself in with them. "Lemme see!"

"No! I need to fucking figure this out!" Olaf shrieked.

"You break my 3DS, you're buying me the XL," Elsa warned as she drank her hot chocolate while she sat next to Anna.

As the chaos started on the couch, Anna opened up her Skype and saw that Rapunzel was online. After she hushed everybody, she opened it up and called her cousin with a smile. The brunette picked up at once, grinning into the camera.

"Hey, Punzie!" Anna chimed.

"Hey, girlie!" Rapunzel waved at her.

"I missed your face," Anna laughed.

"And I missed yours!"

"Our faces have been reunited."

"Yeah, through the camera. I can't wait until I see your face live and in person."

"Do you have your exclusive tickets to see my face up close?"

"Mmhm, I have family connections."

"How fancy."

The two burst out laughing. Anna really did miss her cousin to pieces and she was the next person she looked forward to seeing after her mother and father. Even though they've had their video chat interactions, they were nothing compared to their personal ones.

"So, how is everything with the amazingly sexy Elsa?" Rapunzel asked after she recovered from her laughing fit.

This caught Elsa's attention from her beverage, her head slightly tilting to listen in, just barely seeing Rapunzel's face from the screen since it wasn't facing her directly.

"Good god, Rapunzel. You're obsessed with my girlfriend," Anna emphasized, rolling her eyes at her. "I should have known that you'd freak eventually."

"Hey, I was interested in Elsa and Dry Ice way before you even knew they existed. Need I remind you I took you to the concert." She wiggled her eyebrows. "You should be thanking me."

"Pfft, 'interested'!? You're an overly obsessed creep!" Anna was half teasing but ever since the incident with those girls, her feelings about Elsa were tender in spite of all the talking Elsa had done with her.

"Excuse me, I am not a creep." Rapunzel folded her arms across her chest. "I simply appreciate beauty and talent when I see it. Which you couldn't do for ages."

"I thought Els was sorta hot for a while."

The punk stifled a snort.

"Yeah but it took you a while, didn't it? You saw those hips and wham. Head over heels."

"That's not how it happened!"

"Girl, those hips come out of play every damn concert, it had to have happened sometime."

"Hey, Rapunzel!" Elsa scooted closer to Anna and jumped into the conversation, remembering she had something to say to her. "Nice to see you again! Thanks for texting me that picture. I'll be sure to check it out once I'm in Arendelle again."

Anna was alarmed. "Wait, what!? Texting? When the fuck did you get her number?"

"I got it off your phone," she responded calmly. "I figured if something bad happened to you, I can contact a family member."

"Yes, Anna, chill. It's not like she's texting me for a threesome."

"There will be no threesomes to begin with!" Anna snapped, not noticing the attention of the room was now zeroed into the conversation. "Those hips are mine!"

"Oh, Elsa, I just watched that video of you moaning onstage!" Rapunzel ignored her cousin's shout completely. "Hilarious! I swear, you're a damn goddess."

Elsa smirked. "Ha, thank you!"

"Well, I sincerely hope you didn't enjoy her favorite one," Anna spat, her emotions getting the better of her, "because she was mimicking me. You know how she knew that? Because she's my girlfriend."

Again, Rapunzel didn't listen. "Also, what do you use for your hair? It always looks so soft, I just wanna stroke it. Do you purr if it's stroked?"

Elsa grinned awkwardly and in amusement, unsure of what to say. "Uh…"

"Purr!?" Anna's teal eyes narrowed in disgust. "Jesus fucking Christ, Punz! Why would you ask something like that!?"

"Oh my god, I'm fucking right aren't I!?" Rapunzel cackled at Anna's reaction. "I know she could purr like the sex kitten she is."

The punk suppressed another snort into her gloved fist as Anna's lip curled. This was getting too far for Anna's liking. Why Rapunzel was being overly sexual was beyond her but it was stinging. It was reopening that wound of doubt and rubbing more and more salt inside of it. She wanted to shut off the computer but she was shaking too much to do anything.

Elsa didn't seem to notice her girlfriend's posture, smile on Rapunzel as they continued to talk and further Anna's insecurities. If they didn't stop soon, there was going to be a breaking point for Anna, she could feel it. Her temperature was boiling over a thousand degrees with jealousy and anger.

"I'm going to be sick," she managed to spit out. "You're an asshole."

"Oh, stop being so aggressive," Rapunzel chastised. "Elsa, if Anna keeps hounding me like this, you'll protect me won't you?"

"I wouldn't want a fan to get hurt," Elsa chuckled.

"Yay!" Rapunzel applauded. "Thank you, Elsa!"

"Not a problem, babe!"

Babe!? Anna thought savagely.

"Mmm, how about I find a way to thank you?" Her tone became sultry and her eyes hooded, getting another grin out of Elsa.

That did it.

The festering anxiety in Anna was snapped in two and she couldn't take it anymore. Her face clouded over with rage nobody knew she possessed and she exploded.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" she roared, startling everyone in the vicinity. "Fucking have each other so she can stay in your bed, babe, since I am not going to fucking be there!" Anna was shouting right at Elsa, who was completely taken aback at the furious shade of red spread across Anna's cheeks.

"Anna, hey, whoa—" Elsa tried but the roadie got to her feet.

"I'm going for a walk. Fuck this. Fuck you," Anna snarled, storming towards the doorway.

The boys were paralyzed to their seats, unsure of what to do. They were watching it unfold, eyes going from one girl to the other.

"Anna, wait, come back!" Elsa pleaded, scooting out of the booth, Rapunzel still on call. "C'mon, I was just fooling around!"

"Go fucking 'fool around' with her," Anna growled, not turning around to face Elsa. She didn't know if she could look at her without crying. "Fly out there so you can fucking fool around. See if I care. This is exactly the shit I was talking about for the past several days." Her voice cracked. "Those fans were fucking right, it's happening and I'm not even back in Arendelle yet."

A deafening silence before Anna sniffled.

"Fuck this," she repeated, storming out of the bus.

"Oh, fuck," Rapunzel gasped.

Elsa finally uprooted herself from her spot and tried to run after Anna but as soon as she exited, the redhead was nowhere to be found. She had most likely made a break for it so she couldn't be found.

Inside, Olaf approached the computer to find a horror-struck Rapunzel on the monitor. She whispered something about having to go and logged off, incredibly ashamed with herself that she took it too far. Elsa stumbled back inside and made it to her bedroom, not looking at any of the boys.

"What… what just happened?" Kristoff said hoarsely.

"I don't know," Olaf said, sinking back into his seat. "That went from zero to sixty super fast."

Sitron frowned and tried calling Anna but it went straight to her voicemail. "Anna," he said into the phone, "please come back. Don't you think you need to talk about this?"

Everyone looked at the bassist. He grimaced, at a loss of what to say. Then he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Think about Beth," he reminded softly.

Olaf blinked and his brows upturned in concern for his friend.

"Remember what I told you. Please get back to me soon," Sitron finished before hanging up.

"Okay, we should all try calling Anna," Marshmallow finalized.

"Agreed," Sven said, whipping out his phone. "Uhm… what's her number?"

Elsa had been spending the past ten minutes texting Anna and trying to get to her. She was hating herself to the highest degree and she knew why Anna had left. She should have been more considerate to Anna's feelings and completely discussed it until they were out the window.

The stupid teasing wasn't fair to her precious roadie. She didn't blame her for stomping out. She just wished she could have gone after her.

Her phone buzzed and Elsa's heart leapt into her throat, hoping it was Anna finally getting back to her. But it was Rapunzel.

Rapunzel, 'Elsa, I'm really sorry. I've been trying to call her.'

Elsa, 'It's no good. She's not answering my texts either. The guys just left to go look for her but I'm getting worried. I've seriously fucked up.'

Rapunzel: 'No it's not your fault. I took everything way too far. I'm so sorry. I'll do everything I can to make it up to the two of you. I'll keep calling and tying to get in touch with her.'

Elsa didn't respond and only tried calling Anna again, getting nothing but her voicemail. Swearing, Elsa tried again.

And again…

And again.

She kicked over her chair in frustration, pulling at her hair with her free hand.

"You're a fucking moron," Elsa told herself harshly. "See what you've done!?"

Anna had stopped running thirty minutes ago and was completely ignoring the numerous phone calls and text messages from her friends. She was in no mood to talk to them. She ended up sitting against a cold brick wall, shivering. The sky was cloudy and she had left without her jacket.

The night went from bad to worse in the blink of an eye. She wanted to get inside but she didn't want to move anymore. She also didn't want to be found yet.

"Hey, miss," a voice said, causing Anna to lose her train of thought.

She looked up to find a short, round boy with jet black hair and dark eyes. He was holding a Styrofoam cup of something steaming and Anna quickly wiped away the tears that had fallen from her face.

"Hello," she croaked.

"You look sad," he pointed out.

"Yeah… well, I am. It's not fun," she replied.

"My name is Russell and I don't like when people are sad," he said firmly. He handed her the cup. "I brought you a hot chocolate."

Anna weakly took it from him and offered him a grateful smile. "Thank you, Russell."

He saluted her and Anna took notice of the bright orange and yellow boy scout uniform for the first time.

"Any time, ma'am!" he said before marching off.

Anna took a sip of her beverage and felt it warm her up. It was exactly what she needed to warm herself up. It was a bit weak but it was what she would expect from a foam cup of the stuff. Though she was more grateful that she had a drink at all.

Deciding to check her phone, she unlocked it to find twenty voicemails and fifteen text messages. She didn't bother listening to the missed calls and simply scrolled through the tests with pursed lips.

Rapunzel: 'Please respond to me or Elsa. Or even one of the guys. We're all really worried about you. I'm really sorry about what I've done.'

Elsa: 'Anna, please pick up the phone. We need to talk about this.'

She got another message from Rapunzel just then, switching over to their conversation again.

Rapunzel: 'I'm so, so sorry. I took things way too far. I shouldn't have said any of that. Please go talk to Elsa, she's really worried about you.'

Anna looked at her other messages. Most of them were the same…

Olaf: 'C'mon, kid, it's getting dark and the weather calls for rain. We want you home safe and sound.'

Sitron: 'Anna, come home. Please, kiddo. Elsa's running amok through the town trying to find you.'

Kristoff: 'Hey, Anna, listen I know it was a shitty thing to do but I don't think Elsa meant any of that. She would never hurt you intentionally.'

Sven (or at least who she believed was Sven): 'Anna! Hey, it'll be alright! I'm no good at this romance stuff but I do know that Elsa cares for you.'

Marshmallow: 'Anna, please pick up.'

Anna finished the hot chocolate and tossed it in a waste bin as she kept strolling onward, hugging her arms to her chest. Just as she turned a corner, she felt a fat drop of rain fall on her head.

"Fucking perfect," Anna growled, more rain drops following its brother. "Juuuuust fucking perfect."

She peered blearily through the oncoming shower, her hair sticking to her face. Following a bright neon sign, she found herself in front of a diner. It was the only safe haven there until the storm passed.

So she pushed open the door and requested a table for herself, sitting in the back of the restaurant and huddling against the pleather seats, trying to get warm again. Tenderly she removed her phone from her wet pocket and placed it on the table, shivering like crazy.

Her phone buzzed as a message from Rapunzel popped up. She rolled her eyes but looked at it anyway.

Rapunzel: 'Anna PLEASE I'm begging you, go back and talk to Elsa. She's getting frantic with worry. If you stay out, you will get ill. Please get in touch with one of us.'

Deciding that she should simply throw them a bone, she texted Rapunzel a passive aggressive message.

Anna: 'I don't want to talk. I'm fine in this diner. Just leave me alone.'

And that was how she left it, feeling hot tears pool in her eyes and allowed them to fall, hurting all over from Elsa's inconsideration. Anna hated her. Anna hated her cousin… Anna hated herself.

"Would you like any… oh," the waitress noticed her crying but didn't press forward with her order. She merely sighed and wrote down on the pad, "One cherry Coke and plate of fries on the house it is. Hold on, honey. We'll fix you up."

The redhead looked up at her waitress in shock. Her hair was a golden blonde and pulled back with a blue ribbon. Her eyes were kind and honest, skin fair. On her name tag was the name "Cinderella."

"Thank you," Anna choked.

"It's no trouble. Just get yourself dry. I'll turn up the heater since it's only a few of us in here." Cinderella winked at her before walking off and placing the order for the kitchens to fill out. "Gus, I want this to be done pronto!"

Anna rubbed beneath her nose and sniffled, bringing her knees up to her chest. Her phone buzzed again but this time is was from Marshmallow.

Marshmallow: 'Hey, Anna, I know you have your phone, please answer it. I'll come get you, I don't care where you are. Just answer the dang thing!'

Anna weakly replied, 'Sorry Marsh, but I really don't want to be found right now, okay? I'm inside, I'm safe, it's fine. I'll come back when I want to…'

His response was, 'The fuck if I'm gonna let you suffer alone. So fine, we won't go back to the bus. But I'm gonna find you and bring your sweater. Be broody for all I care but I don't want you alone.'

Anna contemplated on what to do. She really didn't want to go back but… she didn't want to be alone either. And she doubted that Cinderella would stick around to hear about her problems. So she texted back a confirmation.

'…Okay. But only you. I really don't want to see anyone else right now.'

He quickly answered, 'I promise. Now just text me the name of the place and I'll be right there.'

True to his word, Marshmallow arrived on his own with Anna's brown jacket. He spied her sipping on her Coke in the back corner and he lumbered over, slipping into the booth with her and wrapping the jacket around her shoulders. She looked up at his tender smile before bursting into tears, burying her face in his chest.

He rubbed her back gently, not saying a word. Just letting her cry. He signaled the waitress over and asked for their biggest hot chocolate with as much whipped cream they could manage. Cinderella nodded in understanding and left to fill out the order.

Marshmallow even answered the texts from the other bandmates on Anna's phone, telling she was fine inside with him and that she wanted to be left alone. They stopped texting after that in respect.

Anna removed her blotchy face from her friend's T-shirt as the hot chocolate arrived. It was richer than the one she had gotten earlier and she was grateful for Cinderella's selflessness. She told Marshmallow to leave a big tip for her before they left.

Exhausted from the events that really ran her energy level into the ground, they left the booth to go pay for the drink upfront, Cinderella insisting that Anna's meal was on the house. They gave her a thirty dollar tip.

Bundled in her jacket, Anna stood beside the drummer as he paid. She pressed herself against him and sighed.

"Thanks a bunch, Marshmallow," she rasped. "You're the best."

He draped a big arm around her shoulders, escorting her out of the diner.

"That's what friends do, kiddo. Will you be good to walk back or do I need to carry you?" He sent her a concerned frown. "I'm afraid you're gonna fall asleep and face plant into a puddle."

"Please carry me, buddy. And when we get back to the bus, don't let anyone into my room if I fall asleep before we get back… please." She heaved a yawn and rubbed her eyes. "It would mean a lot."

"You got it. Piggyback all the way to the bus." He crouched low so she could clamber onto his back, her legs tucked between his arms. He lifted her up with ease and started walking back through the drizzle in the night. "Don't worry, I'll guard your room all night if I have to."

Anna rested the side of her head on his back, eyes lazily looking out into the empty street. Neon signs were starting to dim down as shops closed. One or two pedestrians rushed through the rain with their coats over their heads as cover. A stray dog skirted into an alleyway.

She closed her eyes, begging for sleep to overtake her. Marshmallow walked at an easy pace so he wouldn't rouse her, finally hearing her soft snores.

As they turned a corner on one block, Elsa staggered right by the diner. Her face was pale and she was incredibly upset with herself. She didn't take the same route her girlfriend and drummer took to get there, having no intentions on returning home. She hadn't even seen them.

She backed up into a brick wall with an awning overhead to keep the rain away and she slid to the ground.

Then she took out her phone and contemplated on texting Anna one last time before she returned and got the inevitable break-up news. Elsa thought over her words and began to type.

When Marshmallow entered the bus, only Olaf, Sitron, and Kristoff were awake. Sven had crashed a few minutes before they arrived, sleeping in his bunk. The three other boys rose to their feet but Marsh glared at them all and made them sit back down.

"Don't make loud noises," he growled. "Don't go in her room. Let her sleep this night away, alright?"

He received understanding nods in return. Satisfied, he opened Anna's room and managed to wake her up so she could situate herself. She thanked him with a kiss on the cheek and sent him back into the front room where he would serve as her body guard for the night.

She didn't feel like changing into her pajamas. It would be too much effort and she didn't have it in her. So she kicked off her shoes and climbed into bed, placing her phone on the bedside table.

When sleep didn't wash over her like she hoped it would, she tried focusing on relaxing thoughts. But her thoughts zeroed in on how Elsa held her each night they spent together. How feather soft her kisses were. And how her scarred hands would leave goosebumps on her skin. Always lulling her into a deep sleep, greeted with the sweetest dreams she ever had.

Then she remembered what Sitron had told her… about Beth. And about their love that was torn away from them. How he turned to smoking to numb the pain though it didn't do much good. And how it was too late for him to tell her that he loved her.

He loved her…

And the words sounded right to Anna when she paired them up with her and Elsa's names. Side by side with the word love in between. And switched was just as sweet.

But Elsa didn't love her.

Elsa wasn't that type of girl. She would rather be aloof and mysterious with her true feelings and simply tease until she was satisfied… at least, that's what those girls meant back in North Dakota. And maybe they were right.

She picked up her phone and went to the photos. Oftentimes when she couldn't sleep she looked through her old pictures to distract herself. She tapped on the last selfie she took with Rapunzel right before the Dry Ice concert. Then she scrolled to the right and found that the next few pictures were candids of the band in the bus and backstage. Then it was the selfie Sitron took for his contact information. Following that was Olaf's selfie. Then Marshmallow's.

And then the first selfie she and Elsa had taken together.

Before their kiss, before their bond. Before all of this.

A few more candids and some friendly selfies with her and Olaf followed…

Then there was nothing but her and Elsa. Pictures the punk took of Anna or vice versa. The two together or the two kissing or making silly faces and any cliché couples did to fill their phone memory.

Several candids did break the constant fill of Elsa and Anna's relationship but Anna took more pictures of her and Elsa than she had done with Hans or Merida in the short period of time they were together.

Because… because Anna was happy. Simply happy. And it was all Elsa's doing.

Her phone buzzed and dragged her train of thought off the tracks.

It was a text from Elsa.

'Last one, I promise. We all know I'm a fuck up. And I know you hate me now because I'm sincerely the biggest moron to walk this earth. I have to be if I managed to hurt the feelings of the most precious and perfect and caring girl in the world. I don't know what to do anymore… but I'm not gonna come back to the bus until I've suffered enough. I'm sorry, Anna. You deserve so much better than me. I'm sorry.'

Anna could hear the amount of guilt in the text as she read it. She felt her throat bob with her own guilt for making Elsa so angry with herself. Neither of them deserved this.

She decided to do something about this. She had to see Elsa. Had to talk to her.

Her reply was: 'I don't hate you… Where are you?'

Elsa's response was almost immediate. 'The hell if I know. I got lost about two hours ago. Just stay in the bus, Anna. You're better off there with people who actually care enough about you to realize it before they fuck up.'

Anna was not satisfied with that answer. Pursing her lips, she got out of bed and put her shoes back on. She then poked her head out of the door to find Marshmallow snoozing against the sliver of wall that separated her room from Elsa's. The other boys had fallen asleep in their bunks, too, all following the drummer's example.

Quietly she stepped over the massive man before tiptoeing out of the bus. Oaken wasn't back yet so she could escape without being questioned. She zipped up her jacket halfway and put on her hood to prevent her hair from getting wetter than it already was.

Her fingers flew over her phone, texting Elsa so she could find her.

'So, I'm walking down past the Starbucks ten minutes down from the bus. Which way did you go? Use Google Maps and tell me where you are. I have a pretty good knowledge of this place from earlier…'

It took Elsa a good five minutes to reply. 'Why are you insisting on finding me!? Go back to the bus!'

Anna rolled her eyes and swiftly texted back, 'You can either do as I say and tell me where you are, or stay sulking and let me continue walking around in the rain and dark alone.'

The punk's next text made Anna groan at the amount of dramatics that were radiating from the eight words.

'What if I don't want to be found?'

'Then I'll just keep searching until I find you. I'm looking whether you want me to or not.' She sent that but realized how harsh it seemed. So she added, 'Baby, please. I need to see you.'

The pause between that and Elsa's next text seemed to Anna as though she was contemplating on telling her the location. Finally, Elsa caved and told her.

'Fine. The street sign I'm closest to says Cherry Blvd. Otherwise, I don't know.'

'I was at a diner on that street earlier. Stay right there and don't move.'

'I don't really have a choice…'

Anna pocketed her phone and picked her way through the streets. They were pitch black save for the tiny chinks of light falling on the sidewalks from apartments or late-night shops. Other than that, it was hard to navigate properly. She peered into the darkness and took out her phone again once she recognized where she was.

'I'm a block away from Cherry Blvd. This place is freaking dark, Jesus Christ. Are there no street lamps around here or what?' She tried for humor but she didn't know if Elsa was having it. 'I need you to tell me when you can see me, Elsa, or maybe walk towards me or something… I'm near a 7/11. Do you know which direction to go?'

'Make a right at the 7/11. I should be near the deli.'

Anna did so and immediately spotted the platinum blonde hair of her girlfriend. Her back was to her and she looked as though she was hunched over, gloved hands deep in her pockets.

The redhead wandered up to her and put her phone away, desperately wanting to see her face.

"Turn around, Elsa," she commanded softly.

She did so, showing her pale cheeks and bleary eyes. "Alright." Elsa rubbed a finger under her nose. "You've found me. What now?"

"I need you to stop beating yourself up about this and just listen to me," Anna said forcefully. It was her time and she was going to use it. She really didn't know where she was going to go with it but dammit Elsa was going to have to listen good. "I'm sorry I ran off and I'm sorry for being so god damn insecure. It's just I've always been second best, runner up, never quite good enough, you know?" She swallowed and grasped her left elbow with her right hand. "And then you come along and suddenly, for some reason beyond my comprehension, I'm special. I catch your eye. You, the Elsa, Queen of the god damn world who could have anyone she wanted…

"And you pick me. I've never thought I was anything worth having before you showed me what it feels like to feel cared about… And I've never cared about someone as much as I care about you. Elsa, I'm so scared of losing you. You're everything I've never wanted and so much that I didn't realize I needed. Now that I've had you, I'm terrified of what life would be without you. But you could have anyone, and I'm just Anna…" She trailed off, unsure of how to continue.

Elsa had started shaking her head halfway through Anna's speech, wanting to speak up. Now she had that chance, stepping closer to Anna. She had to make her understand, to hear her side.

"Don't you dare apologize for that, Anna. This was not your fault. Not in any way. I took teasing too far and I'm the one to blame for this." Elsa hugged her arms to her chest, still extraordinarily guilty. "I can't possibly stand hurting you. It isn't fair. You felt insecure because I wasn't being considerate to your feelings, which was stupid especially after those rotten girls made you feel this way. But I swear it will never happen again.

"So what if you feel second best? I don't see you like that at all. You are special. You don't conform. It's crazy because your surface self confidence is something I've always wanted to have. But believe me, you are never second best. You're my one and only. You're right, I could have any girl I wanted. But I want you. Just you. We both have our flaws but I know that's just what makes us who we are. It's okay. I don't know what I'd do without you. You've helped me— helped all of us in the band— just by being you.

"I'm crazy about you. You make me laugh and smile unlike anyone else. You give me reason to keep going and do my best. I want to hold you every night, kiss you everywhere, and make that beautiful smile appear and every freckle pop if it take the rest of my life in order to do so. God, Anna. You're nothing but special to me. I don't see anyone else but you in my future. If all else fails, I know that you're the one person I can count on. I really just… well…

"I love you."

A ringing silence followed and Anna's tense, anxious shoulders fell slowly. Eyes widened and mouth fell open. Elsa was blushing shyly, completely and utterly vulnerable emotionally. An expression Anna had never seen her wear.

"You… you love me?" Anna choked, tears filling her eyes. "Elsa, oh my god… Elsa…" She struggled for words. "Jesus, this whole thing was so fucking stupid…. Oh my god." She was shaking, tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes. Elsa moved forward and rested a hand on her shoulder, unsure of what to do. The touch sent electric currents through Anna's body and she managed to keep speaking. "The only reason I got so upset is because I'm completely in love with you and I was scared that I'd fallen too fast. I love you, too… So much."

The smile that ignited Elsa's face could have lit up the entire United States. Perhaps, the whole world. She rushed forward and gave Anna a huge kiss, putting her apology into actions and receiving unconditional love and forgiveness in return, Anna pressing herself as close to Elsa as possible.

"Stop your crying, silliness," Elsa cooed after they parted, trying her best to wipe away the tears that fell from teal eyes.

"You say that like there aren't tears streaming down your face right now, too," Anna countered. "It might be dark but I can see them."

And there were. There were big, fat, joyful tears rolling down Elsa's cheeks. She smiled goofily and kissed her again.

"C'mon, let's get back to the bus and get out of this rain before we catch a cold. Change into some warm clothes and kiss this craziness away."

"Okay, babe… Sounds perfect to me."

Deciding that Anna had enough walking for one night, Elsa swept her off her feet and carried her bridal style back to the bus. Anna rested her head on Elsa's shoulder, closing her eyes and focusing on her breathing patterns.

Sitron had been right. She would know it when the time came. And after all the drama, Anna was glad that it was said. Even more pleased that it came from Elsa.

They entered the bus quietly, Oaken finally in his driver's seat asleep, and snuck by a still snoring Marshmallow, giggling together as they closed the door. They dressed in pajamas— Anna wearing Elsa's shirt and boxers— and slipped underneath the blankets as the rain picked up outside.

Elsa pressed a kiss to Anna's lips, mumbling out three sweet words that never sounded so right to her before.

"I love you," she told her, believing it with every fiber of her being.

"I love you, too," Anna responded automatically.

They sounded even sweeter coming from her. Elsa kissed her again. And again. And again. Kisses continued, Elsa wrapping her arms around her and not letting her go until they both could hardly keep their eyes open.

That was my proudest chapter. And it's all thanks my friend Luna who RPs as Anna, who came up with Anna's little speech and helped collaborate with the other RP-ers to make this chapter possible.

Feedback is really appreciated for this one specifically. I've never had such joy in writing a chapter before.

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