welcome to my other new chapter of an old, nearly forgotten fanfiction of mine. well, the storyline's technically not mine, though. it originally belonged in the mind of another blogger on FanFiction who writes under the penname of classicdisneyFTW. he/she's mentioned more often than not in the more than (mandatory) disclaimer which makes up the paragraph ahead, just after this explanatory headnote, right here. anyways, this new sixteenth chapter is a full-on one-thousand-three-hundred-sixty-four words worth of storyline long. it's a word length that still doesn't include this explanatory headnote, nor does it include the more than (mandatory) disclaimer following this headnote of a paragraph. it also doesn't include the one author's note written by yours truly hidden within the storyline of this new sixteenth one-thousand-three-hundred-sixty-four-word-long chapter. OK. that's enough jawing about in the explanatory headnote. time for the more than (obligatory) disclaimer.
disclamation: I own none of the story of 'Frozen' except on Bluray and DVD. the ownership rights for the movie are due straight to the Walt Disney Studios Company down in little Los Angelos, California. they are down in Southern California. I live up in Northern California. no, I don't live in the San Francisco Bay Area. I live in Sacramento area, in a small yet alive city known locally as Citrus Heights. I know you're probably thinking I'm an orange farmer of some kind, but I'm not. I live the suburban lifestyle, and not rurally. anyway, I also barely own any of this entire fanfiction other than the original characters, such as Sitron Dukeson, based on Hans' horse whom Anna pet under the chin close to the start of the movie. the other original character is Freya Nigari, Anna's best high school friend who is just slightly like a gentle kitten who is slow and reluctant to warm up to people, but the way to her heart is through consideration for Anna. she's all about loyalty to friends. of course, some of this chapter is directly taken from another fanfiction on here by another blogger under the penname of classicdisneyFTW. then again, some of the words from this fanfiction are of my own creation, itself. I won't name which, though. I promise you all, my much-appreciated readers, that I paraphrased what and where in classicdisneyFTW's story, simply titled 'Face Down' after the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus album and hit song upon which his/her fanfiction is based, that I possibly could. by the way, my original character bound strictly to this fanfiction, my own version of classicdisneyFTW's fanfiction simply titled 'Face Down', Freya Nigari, is named for the Norst Viking goddess of love... or of fire... or of whichever it is she is truly the Viking goddess. should 'love' really be the case, after all, I suppose she'd have been the same goddess to the Vikings as Venus was to the Romans, Aphrodite to the Greeks, and Hathor to the Egyptians. I'm sure Hathor was the Egyptian goddess of love, I'm just not one-hundred-percent sure that that was her. feel free to correct me on my mythological facts if I'm wrong, my much-appreciated readers.
The moment Anna and Freya finally made it home from their shared school day, the two girl friends immediately began to fret over exactly what they would wear on their dates with Hans and Sitron, respectively. "Oh, my god, Freya, skirt or pants for my date?" Anna asked to her friend.
Freya answered Anna's question with just as much worry about her date as the semi-blonde redhead had about her own date. "I don't know. What about my date? Should I dress formally or casually?" the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl asked her semi-blonde redheaded best high school friend/foster sister.
Anna, of course, answered her friend turned adoptive sister, Freya's, question with the same kind of gusto response and follow-up question of her own with which the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl had answered the semi-blonde redhead. "I don't know. What about the location? Where are the guys even taking us?" Anna asked Freya.
Of course, Freya all but answered Anna's question with an even more panicked response than the first time the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl had answered the semi-blonde redhead. "I just wish I knew where Sitron was taking me for our date so I could know how to dress for it," she told her best high school friend turned adoptive sister, thanks to the semi-blonde redhead having convinced her parents to take in the raven-haired, ivory-skinned ex-orphan.
Of course, it was not as though Anna could not have agreed with Freya about her wish that she knew where she and Sitron were even going for their date, as Anna knew how her friend felt. She had been going through the exact same, worrying about what to wear for her own date with Hans. "I so know what you're going through, right now. I wish I knew where Hans and I were going on our date. Just the same, I don't wanna have either of them show up for us with either of us looking like total dorks," the semi-blonde redhead explained to her ivory-skinned, raven-haired best high school friend turned adoptive sister. It was true, of course. Anna really did not want either herself or Freya to have looked like a slob for their dates with the most attractive guys at Arendelle University.
In the end, Anna chose a black top and a green skirt. It was not too formal, and it was also a slight step above the casual school wear she had always put on reserve for her time at school. Meanwhile, Freya, herself, chose an all-around black outfit with a sleeveless top, fingerless gloves, form-fitting shorts and a neckerchief scarf to match everything. Freya always dressed like a goth, and her semi-blonde redheaded best high school friend turned foster sister, Anna, often wondered if Freya was always going to wear black, even at her own wedding. Anna also always wondered if she was going to have to have dressed in black as a bridesmaid at Freya's wedding. It was definitely a weird color to wear to a wedding, but if Freya was the bride of such a wedding, Anna would have done it for her.
A/N: now, Freya's outfit is sort of like somewhat of a different version of the same kind of outfit which had been expected from a girl in the 'Digimon Adventure' and 'Digimon Zero Two' series name Hikari Yagami, known to us in the states as Kari Kamiya, only all in black. The color of what Anna Is presently busy picturing her friend, Freya's, wedding dress and her bridesmaid's dress to be is a more or less direct replica of that one goth wedding of Jane Nicolas's receptionist work friend, Gina, in the 2008 hit film, '27 Dresses'. Gina was a true goth, but Freya only dresses the part to match that of her hair. it's kinda the same way as how I'm gonna make it so that Kristoff's friend, Sven, wears a ton of brown and Hans' own friend, Sitron, wears a lot of gold. Both of which will be directly based upon the colors of the two animals' fur coats from within that of the movie, 'Frozen'.
It was a silly thought about Freya for her high school friend and foster sister, Anna, to have thought, though. While Freya had always dressed like a goth, she would only ever simply dress the part of one to remind her that she was adopted in her teens by the Fjordsens. It was not a very ideal age to adopt a child, and they did already have Anna and Elsa, themselves. Since Anna insisted on her parents adopting Freya even at such an age, however, the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl chose not to look the gift horse in the mouth, so to speak.
Anna and Freya both looked at themselves with a satisfied look on their respective faces. Anna's skirt flowed as she twirled it while dancing in a circle. Freya even spun her friend, Anna, pretending to have been Hans just for a friend. "So… what do ya think?" Anna asked her friend, Freya.
Freya continued to play along as she deepened her voice, still pretending to have been Hans. "Never looked better, babe," Freya said as Hans, though not real accurately considering that…
Anna then playfully punched her ivory-skinned, raven-haired best high school friend turned adoptive sister, Freya, in the arm as the semi-blonde redhead responded back to her friend with words. "Oh, come on. You know it and I know it. Hans so does not say 'babe'," Anna told Freya.
Of course, Freya suddenly realized that Anna was right about her own dreamboat, Hans. "OK, I give. You're right. He doesn't say 'babe'," the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl replied back to the semi-blonde redhead before she added a slight touch to her reply. "Well, not enough for me to justify using a word when pretending to be him, anyway," was that exact addition to the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl's reply to her semi-blonde redheaded high school friend/adoptive sister.
Anna, of course, responded by pretending to suddenly not recognize Freya at all. She did not pretend very goodly, however, as she laughed while she pretended to not recognize her own friend turned foster sister. "Who do you even think you are, all of a sudden? Kristoff?" Anna asked Freya while chuckling up a perfect storm of laughter.
Freya, herself, pretended to have been appalled by her friend turned sister, Anna's, assumption at exactly who had replaced her with the one the semi-blonde redhead pretended, not very well, to not recognize as her ivory-skinned, raven-haired friend turned foster sister. "You mean our unapologetic, pessimistic math tutor, Kristoff? Eww, gah-ross! Tell you what, Anna. Next time you and I wanna play around a bit while waiting for our dates to pick us up, let's just do what we'd usually do whenever we'd wanna play around for a bit and just get into a good game of 'Uno' or even my favorite board game, 'Sorry'. Although, 'Sorry' would most likely be difficult to clean up. 'Uno' it'd be," Freya finally finished lecturing her friend, Anna, about all the teasing and the joking around that had gone on then and there. "Besides, we still need to do our hair, anyway, Anna," the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl added.
Anna suddenly looked in the mirror once again and realized that Freya was telling the truth. Anna and Freya had both also wanted to put appropriate make-up and jewelry on, too. "Ah, man. You're right, Freya! Why didn't we pay attention to that before we started messing around?" Anna asked Freya a question like the semi-blonde redhead had expected her ivory-skinned, Raven-haired best high school friend turned adoptive sister to have an answer to the question.
Of course, Freya just answered her friend/foster sister, Anna's, question with the same kind of response as before when the two of them were worried out of their minds about their outfits for the evening. "I don't know. I never thought that our joking around would have taken up this much of our time when getting ready for our dates," Freya told Anna. "Just never mind all of it, anyway. let's just get our hair and make-up done and maybe put on some jewelry before the guys arrive, already," the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl added to her response to the semi-blonde redhead at the last minute.
Anna did her hair in a traditional styled braided bun, while Freya did her hair into four long braided pigtails. Anna put on her traditionally pink lipstick and green eyeshadow, while Freya put on her gothic styled black lipstick and eyeshadow. Anna wore her favorite croissant-shaped earrings and baguette necklace, while Freya wore her favorite black cat earrings with a matching long-chained necklace. As soon as Anna had finished with the last touches to hers and Freya's work on themselves and placed a pin into her hair to hold her braided bun in its place, there was a pair of knocks at the Fjordsen Residence's front door. The two lady friends quickly rushed to their family's front door to answer the pair of knocks.
Then, there at their family's front door was none other than Hans Southerton and his equally handsome and debonair, dual-hair-colored friend who had been Freya's type, Sitron Dukeson, standing at the doorstep of the two ladies' shared house.