"Mama! Papa! Aunt Elsa! Come here! Come quick!" Inga squealed, grabbing her aunt's hand.

Anna and Kristoff got up and followed as their daughter ran down the hall, braids trailing behind.

They heard Olaf giggling. Inga let go of her aunt's hand and ran over to Kristoff, who was trailing behind.

"Come on, Papa!"

He obliged, letting her pull him up to the ballroom door, slightly ajar. They could hear Freddy giggling now.

"Surprise!" Olaf yelled when they opened the door all the way.

"What…"

Freddy toddled toward them, leaving a trail of moss and fungus.

"See! Freddy is Flemmy!"