Kristoff stopped Anna as they approached a carnival booth.
"I think I can get that one," Kristoff boasted.
"Seriously?"
Kristoff smirked, handed the carny his ticket, and took a throw. Anna forced herself to stay silent as his first shot missed the mark.
"Next one!" he said just before the ball bounced away. "Wait, wait, I get one more try!"
Anna giggled despite herself as his third shot went wide. "My turn!"
Kristoff crossed his arms waiting. Anna missed the first two shots. Kristoff raised an eyebrow.
Anna took a deep breath, and hit the target.
"The bear! Here, Kristoff!"