Arendelle is F!!ked - Chapter 4“Well, that’s just perfect!”, yelled Kristoff, hauling a bundle of assorted supplies out of the snow and onto the sled. “How’re you expecting to break this to everyone? You can’t just keep this covered up forever!”
“Don’t look at me!”, Anna retorted, “I was just tagging along! Last time she disappeared like this, I at least knew where to find her, so I actually was able to do something about it!”
“Well, at some point the word’ll get out and people will be panicking in no time at all! I don’t plan on getting caught up in the second-largest state of anarchy in Arendelle’s history!”
“Ok, ok…keep calm…I’ll work this out”, Anna replied, scrambling desperately in her mind for some kind of solution. “I can make up something about Elsa wishing to revisit the mountains and hope that she’ll be back soon.”
Arendelle is F!!ked - Chapter 3"Up the mountain again?!", said Kristoff in complete bewilderment. "Why would you want to go there?"
"Well...", mumbled Elsa, rooting desperately for a better excuse than, 'because some writing on a bathroom mirror told me so'. "I fell kind of nostalgic for that old ice palace I made about a year ago. I think I'll go back up there and maybe see if Marshmallow is still somewhere there".
"Whoa, whoa, Marshmallow?! Noooo, no, no, no, no, no. No way, not him again. He nearly had me and Anna killed last time we met"
"Yeah, but that was when he was under my jurisdiction. I think he might be a changed snowman."
"Fine", groaned Kristoff. "But it's gonna cost you"
"All the carrots have been used up for this banquet, and Sven can't exactly get by on other vegetables."
"So, I say we only go if Sven can have Olaf's nose if he gets hungry on the way".
"Deal", Elsa blurted out without a second thought. She feared she might miss something crucially-important if she didn't disc
Arendelle is F!!ked - Chapter 2As Anna awkwardly tapped her champagne glass with her index finger while glancing around the hall for something to focus on, she found herself lost in the constant droning murmur of the banquet. This should have been the reason to sit through all that tedious business with the speeches Elsa had to go through, but being sat so close to a person with as much figurative and literal power as her sister still felt intimidating even a year down the line.
“Hey, Anna?” Elsa said, snapping Anna out of her trance.
“Yes, Elsa?” was what Anna would have said, had she remembered to finish her mouthful of fudge cake before instinctively turning towards her sister, her mouth still hanging slightly open. For a brief moment, she wondered why Elsa was covering her mouth, softly giggling at her, before realising she had said something along the lines of, “Yeahf Elha?”, leaving a faint assortment of crumbs on her ballgown in the process.
“You...you ever wondered s