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Arendelle Castle Rooms Part 4 | Analysis

In part 3, we explore the swing, the royal garden, the gallery and the library.

1. The swing

(ref: "For the first time in forever" in 'Frozen' | "Making today a perfect day" in 'Frozen Fever')

The swing inside the grounds of the castle, is just after the three knights done the hall of the spiral steps. It also appears in Frozen Fever when Elsa gives Anna as one of her many gifts, a sandwich baguette! And I think this swing is on the east side of the castle given the view that can be seen when Anna is on I alone in the first movie. @lovewillthaw-j has a post detailing all about it and so to fully understand the location of the swing, do check out her post. The swing is located at the inner east of the castle, right before the palace - just so that you can see one of the small wide pillars of the castle. I can't put an image here due to the limit but you can see the last part of this post series to see the collage I put together concluding all of this.

2. The royal garden

(ref: "For the first time in forever" in 'Frozen' | "Ring in the season" in 'Olaf's Frozen Adventure')

The royal garden is considered the most peaceful area of the castle as it's quiet. The key thing about it is the willow tree. The garden is at the front of the castle right next to the bridge that connects the castle to the rest of the kingdom. The garden goes all long the outer palace wall. To get to it from the inside, there's a tunnel like way on the inner perimeter of the castle as seen in the second image above - where the red arrow goes along and from there you just walk straight down and at the end you turn left and there should be a door that opens up to the castle garden given that door is on the wall. See the last part/ part 9 for the full view of each room with their locations in the castle.

Again @lovewillthaw-j 's posts are so helpful. She made a post about this door to the garden.

3. The gallery

(ref: "For the first time in forever" in 'Frozen' | "Making today a perfect day" in 'Frozen Fever')

The gallery has all kinds of ancient art but it also includes family portraits and photos such as the one Elsa gave Anna on her 19th birthday in Frozen Fever. The portraits have changed over the years so the teal couch Anna jumped and made a pose, is the same couch Elsa jumps with her to present Anna her gift. The chairs must've been in place on purpose for the jump so I don't think they're placed there.

The placement of the gallery is on the left side in the middle teal slope area. Due to the limit I can't show you but when I gathered all the rooms on the Arendelle Castle image, I'll fit the rooms to their places

4. The library

(ref: "For the first time in forever" in 'Frozen' | Hans reveals his villainous self to Anna in 'Frozen' | Charades game night in 'Frozen 2')

This is the room Elsa practices her coronation ceremony in holding the orb and sceptre but the extra practice is on controlling her magic. And there's a large painting of her father's coronation ceremony too. It's also the same place where Hans betrays and reveals himself to Anna leaving her to die in a frozen heart.

In Frozen 2, the same room appears and this time they have a charades tradition in the evening in the library. The set-up however has changed a little with the L - Sofa being replaced with the table and Lt. Mattias' portrait hung up too. The door next to Agnaar's portrait may have been a continuity error too and so it doesn't exist.

But right outside the room is a window and we see Anna and Olaf climbing through the window to get to Kristoff, towards the end of Frozen, so we know roughly where the room could be (which I'll show in Part 5).

To be continued in Part 5.

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Frozen fanfiction: Søsken

Summary: An accident in the North mountain forces Elsa to spend several weeks in her brother’s apartment under Anna’s care. And during this time, Anna begins to notice there are peculiar things about Elsa’s life she wished she could understand. Everything starts to make sense after a family reunion.

Modern AU. Kristanna - Frohana - Kristoff & Elsa BrOTP.

Links:

Fanfiction.net - HERE

AO3 - HERE

Tumblr - Chapters 1 to 10 - Here   Chapters 11 to 20 - Here Chapters 21 to 30 - Here Chapter 31 - Here Chapter 32 - Here

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Ritornare

Idunn stayed under the rain, watching her daughter go, and felt a part of her break inside. The last remnants of hope were being washed away by the raindrops and she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do now that Elsa was gone.

Once she was back home, she found her husband sitting at the kitchen table. His eyes were fixed in the cold cup of tea in front of him. Elsa hadn’t even put sugar on it. She had simply left it on the table untouched. But for some reason, she could understand Agdar. That cup of tea was the closest they had ever been to having a normal conversation with their daughter, and probably the closest they’d ever be.

Shaking her head, she tried in vain to get rid of those thoughts and the overwhelming sadness she was feeling. She then tried to focus her attention on her husband once again. It was clear he was feeling a lot of regret, the fact he hadn't even noticed her presence was in itself a clear indicator. But no matter how much she tried to understand Agdar's frustration and sorrow, the pent-up anger she felt towards him at that moment wouldn’t let her think straight. 

She couldn't forgive him, at least not at that moment. Since the day they had found Elsa, they had talked a lot about the things they should or shouldn’t do if they ever got the chance to talk to her. They both knew how delicate the situation was. How important it was to give their daughter as much time and space as she needed. Any mistake, no matter how small, could result in Elsa shutting the door in their faces forever. They knew that. And still, he had done the opposite of everything they had agreed on. He had ambushed and pressured Elsa into talking to them. He had let his own personal wishes cloud his judgement, ruining possibly the only opportunity they could ever get.

"Idunn…"

The voice of Agdar called her attention and she wondered for a moment if she had said out loud any of the things she was thinking about him. She waited for him to speak once again, afraid she had indeed said anything.

"Did you talk to her?" His voice was so low it took Idunn a moment to understand what he had said.

"Barely," she answered. She didn't want to sound so cold and distant, their family didn't need more problems. Anna didn't need to worry about them. She wouldn’t forgive them if they started fighting for mistakes they had made over twenty years before. But at the same time, she couldn't pretend. She couldn't act nonchalantly when Agdar had driven Elsa away.

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen." He wasn’t looking at her, his eyes were still fixed in the cup of tea in front of him as he rubbed his hands together.

Of course you didn't, she thought. Only a heartless bastard would want to push their child away. Deep down she knew he didn't want things to turn out the way they had. Though, she couldn't hide her frustration. "You know," she said as calmly as she could. She was about to confess one of her deepest secrets to him, and she needed to keep a level head. "Many sleepless nights I wondered if I shouldn't have kept Elsa to myself. Be just the two of us."

"What?" He didn’t raise his voice, but the hurt she heard in it was impossible to ignore. 

"I stopped thinking about it the day Anna was born but…"

"But?"

She could read him like an open book after spending twenty-five years together, she knew he was dreading the answer.

"Right now, after seeing how incredibly selfish you can be…" She took a deep breath, trying to calm down before she lost her temper. "I feel as if I should have done just that. Or at least I should've left after Anna was born, when she was old enough to come with me. I should've tried to find Elsa a long time ago."

He opened his mouth to explain to her she had done the right thing by staying. Or so Idunn imagined. But he closed it  before he said anything. He gaped at her for a few seconds before he said, "I'm sorry."

“Being sorry won't bring my daughter back home,” she said in a small voice. Even if it wasn’t strident, it carried all the anger and frustration she was feeling. At him, of course; but at herself mostly. She was Elsa’s mother. She had carried her for months. And she had promised the world to her. But then again, at the first inconvenience, she had abandoned her. “And at this point I think nothing will…”

Agdar nodded, understanding exactly what she meant. And she was thankful he didn’t comment on the tears that had started running down her face.

After a few minutes in silence, where both of them did nothing but look at the floor, Idunn said, “Please, when Anna gets home, try to pretend nothing happened here today.”

“I thought we wouldn't keep secrets anymore.”

“I promised Elsa we wouldn't tell Anna. She doesn’t want her sister to be between a rock and a hard place.” She smiled, thinking how caring of her sister Elsa was. “I want to keep that promise. Am I clear?”

“What if—”

“Am I clear, Agdar?” she repeated a bit louder.

“Yes.”

“Good.” She nodded her head a few times before turning around, ready to leave the kitchen. “I think Elsa left her clothes in the bathroom. I'll store them somewhere before Anna arrives.”

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Finding a cab on a rainy Sunday had proved to be harder than Elsa originally imagined, which forced her to walk under the rain before she spotted an empty one. She waved to the black car and, only after getting in, did she get the chance to breathe a sigh of relief. She still needed to be careful not to let her concentration slip since she was inside a car with a stranger, but at least she knew it was a matter of minutes before she got home.

After the cab took a few turns, she realised she hadn’t checked the amount of money Idunn had lent her, and decided it was best to do it before the car had gone farther than she could pay. She counted the notes she found inside her pocket and opened her eyes in surprise at what she saw. There was more money than she had expected. More money than she could spend that month alone. She chuckled bitterly at the idea that her birth parents didn't worry about money as much as she did. She had to admit she was thankful to Idunn for giving her the umbrella and some money, even after everything that had happened; but still, seeing how easily they gave money away made her wonder if the story Idunn had told her about their youth was even true.

She sighed, and shook her head, hoping to forget about her fight with her birth parents for at least a few minutes. Giving herself a task to keep her preoccupied, she made sure to count the money again and decided she’d find a way to return Anna's clothes and the rest of the money one day. She only needed to find a way to do it without Anna or Kristoff finding out, though.

With nothing else to distract her, she turned her head to the window. Rain kept falling, matching her sorrowful mood, but at least she was getting closer to her parent’s home. She wasn’t sure she looked as miserable as she was feeling, but the odd looks the cab driver sent her way over the rearview mirror told her that she probably did. She couldn't get rid of the empty feeling in her chest, and she wondered how long it would take the wound to heal, or if it ever would. 

It’s ridiculous to be sad about something you suspected your whole life, Elsa. Get a grip, she told herself, though it was ridiculous to pretend it didn't hurt.

“Is this the house?”

The voice of the cab driver pulled her out of her trance, and she realised the car had come to a full stop.

“Miss?” he repeated, hoping to get an answer.

“Yes, it is. I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologise. It’ll be 95.7 kr.” As the cab driver watched her count the notes he said, “whatever it is you're thinking about, it shouldn’t make you frown like that. Even on days like today, there’s always a silver lining." He then offered her a sympathetic smile through the rearview mirror.

Elsa nodded but didn’t say anything. She guessed he was only trying to help her see things in a different light. But at the same time, she wondered what was the hardest thing he had had to endure in his life. Closing her eyes tight for a second, she tried to get rid of the bitter thoughts. He was just a stranger trying to be nice for all she knew. Thinking it was best to keep her ideas to herself, she paid the man what she owed and thanked him for the ride.

She was about to get out of the car when the man spoke to her again, “are you by any chance Kai's adopted daughter?”

Elsa wondered what was the point of drawing attention to the fact she was adopted, but she nodded nonetheless.

“I heard he and Gerda had found another kid somewhere. But I never saw you around. I thought it was just gossip,” he said with a laugh. “It was nice meeting you. Send Kai my regards.”

“I don’t know your name.” She knew she was being rude to this man for no reason, but somehow she couldn’t find the energy to pretend she wasn’t bothered by the conversation.

“Arthur,” he said, unaware of Elsa’s frustration. “I used to live in the neighbourhood. Ask your brother about me, I’m sure he must remember. He was always playing with my eldest son.”

Elsa remembered Kristoff playing outside and always pestering her to come play with him and the other kids. She was certain he'd remember the man, so she promised to send his regards. She bid her goodbyes and got out of the car.

On her way to the house, she wondered how many people in the neighbourhood even knew she existed. She guessed just a few did, considering she had spent the first three years inside the house. She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or not about the fact no-one besides her family really knew she existed. After all, less people knowing of her existence made it easier for her to hide her powers; but at the same time, it made her awfully aware of how little she mattered. She could count with only one hand the people who actually knew her and cared for her, and she wasn’t even sure one of them still did.

She knocked on the door and waited patiently for her parents to open up the door, hoping this time they were home. She also hoped to see the smile Gerda always offered her whenever she visited. After everything that had happened, she could use her mother’s sunny demeanour.

To her relief, Gerda was the one who opened the door and as she was hoping a big smile drew on her face. “Goodness me, Elsa!” She opened the door wide for her to enter and continued, “what are you doing here in this weather? Why didn't you say you were coming home today? I could have told your father to pick you up from the bus station before he went to work. Why are you still standing out there? Come in!”

Elsa tried to answer her questions, but got interrupted by a new one whenever she was about to do it. Deciding it was best to obey and talk only once Gerda finished her rambling, she got into the house and left the umbrella against the closest corner for it to dry.

"Don't get the floor all wet!" her mother exclaimed. "Wait, I’ll get a towel and a floor rag."

A few moments later Gerda showed up with both things and helped her with the bag while Elsa dried herself. "Have you eaten?" Gerda asked, after she gave Elsa the green light to enter the living room.

"What?" She asked, still distracted by her task at hand.

"Have you eaten something, dear?"

"No, not yet," she said, trying to sound natural, as if her disastrous morning hadn't happened. "But don't worry about it."

"Nonsense. I'll cook something for you. I ate out today," she said with a grin.

Gerda's smile made Elsa smile for the first time that day. There were many things Elsa admired about Gerda, and one of them was the way she enjoyed the little things in life. Eating out, even if it was on her own, would always put a smile on her face, especially when she tried new places in town. 

"I got home a few minutes ago, actually. I had just prepared some tea. I’d offer you some, but it’s peppermint. I know how much you hate it."

Walking into the kitchen, Elsa noticed the teapot and mug on top of the table. It was clear her mother hadn't sat down to drink it yet.

"Dad isn’t home?" she asked when she saw only one mug.

"Kai had to go to work earlier today. Something about…" Gerda paused, as she tried to remember what her husband had said that morning. "That thing or the other. Don't tell him I didn't pay attention to him," she said with a playful wink.

Elsa chuckled and nodded.

"So, what would you like to eat?" insisted Gerda, as she walked to the fridge to see if there were some leftovers or something she could offer Elsa.

"Mum, it's fine. You don't need to—"

"Oh, I know! I've got some pickled herring here. Does that sound good?"

A small smile drew on Elsa's face as soon as she heard the name of her favourite dish. It could certainly help lift her spirits. "Yes, it does."

Gerda smiled and took the jar out of the fridge, as well as some vegetables that could work as a side dish. "I was thinking about you, you know?" she said as she worked on her task. "I found some pictures last night; well, not pictures. I found a film in the camera. It was from the last time your father and I stayed at the cabin."

"That was over a year ago," Elsa said as she got closer to her mother. She couldn't remember the last time they had spent more than a day with her at the cabin.

"I know! I had forgotten to have those photos developed. So that's what I did this morning! Do you want to see them after—? Dear heavens, Elsa!" Gerda stopped what she was doing as soon as she turned to look at her. She dropped the plate on top of the counter and grabbed her injured hand. "What happened?! Let me see your hand. Why didn’t you tell me you needed help? Here I was talking and talking!"

Elsa was surprised at first, not understanding what had caused Gerda to get alarmed. But as soon as her mother demanded to see her hand, she noticed the blood stain she had left on the counter and allowed Gerda to examine her injured hand.

“Sit down,” demanded Gerda. “Let me get my things. Don’t touch it.”

Elsa chuckled once her mother was out of the room. Gerda wouldn’t let her rest if she knew the precarious bandages she had used in her hand earlier, and how many times she had touched the injury. She wasn’t proud of it, but she had done what she could.

“What on earth did you do?” Gerda asked once she was in the room with her again.

“I cut my hand with a shard of glass.” It wasn’t a lie and Elsa thought it was all the information her mother needed. “I came here so you could help me close the wound.”

“Then why didn't you say anything?!”

Elsa shrugged, unsure of why she hadn’t shown her injury as soon as she stepped into the house. All she knew was that, for a short time, she had forgotten about her problems and she had enjoyed her mother’s company too much to draw attention to them.

Gerda rolled her eyes at Elsa and said, “you need to start interrupting me, you know I could talk for hours about the most mundane things.” She opened her first aid kit and asked for Elsa’s hand. “Sweetheart, you shouldn't walk around with an exposed cut like this, especially under the rain.”

“I didn't have any gauze at home.”

“Elsa, how many times have I told you? You live in the middle of nowhere, always make sure you have everything you may need.” It had been a long time since Gerda had to reprimand her like a kid, and it made her feel nostalgic. Right at that moment, she realised how much she missed Kai and Gerda’s company. Given the choice, she probably wouldn’t have left the house to live in the mountains when she did, but the constant struggle to keep her powers concealed had forced her to do it sooner than expected. It was true she was happy when she was in the mountains, but she didn’t like the solitude as much as she pretended.

Elsa let her mother work on her hand, trying not to interrupt her. It was best Gerda disinfected and sutured her palm once and for all. To her disappointment, it took Gerda quite some time to fix her wound. Elsa had been forced to stop her several times to make sure her powers didn’t run out of control.

Thankfully, Gerda knew exactly how easily triggered her powers were. And she was extra careful around her. From time to time, she even prompted Elsa to use her powers to their advantage. Letting a small layer of ice cover her palm helped her with the pain.

“It’s been over ten years since I met you and I’m still amazed you can do what you do, ” said Gerda after watching Elsa coat her palm with a new thin layer of ice.

Elsa had noticed her mother had been lost in her own thoughts, but even then, her comment got her by surprise. "I'm sorry," she said, unsure of what else to say. It didn't matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop herself from feeling insecure whenever she used her powers.

“Don’t apologise, dear.” The sad smile on her face didn’t go unnoticed by Elsa. “I mean it in the best way. It’s incredible.” She then picked a pair of scissors that were lying around and cut the thread before exclaiming, “All done!”

After flexing her hand a few times to test her stitches, Elsa smiled at her mother. “Thank you for your help.”

“Wait, wait.” Gerda grabbed Elsa’s injured hand once again and gently wrapped it in clean gauze. Before she let go, Gerda kissed her hand, right where the injury was. “There. Now, it’s all done!”

The gesture was so simple, and yet it carried so much trust and affection, that it welled Elsa’s eyes with tears. She tried to pretend it didn’t, but everything that had happened to her in the previous twenty-four hours made the small gesture a lot more meaningful, and before she could stop them, the tears began rolling down her face.

“I know what you're going to say,” said Gerda, unaware of Elsa’s tears as she put her things away. “Kissing wounds better is silly. Your brother always says so. But, in my experience, nothing takes away the pain like– Elsa? What's wrong?!” she asked, alarmed the moment she turned to look at her. “Did I hurt you?”

“I love you so much,” Elsa managed to say in between sobs.

“Oh, dear…” Gerda said as she moved her chair so she could be as close to Elsa as possible. She held her injured hand in hers and tried in vain to dry her tears with the other. “It’s just a silly kiss.”

“You've never turned your back on me and—” She kept choking on her tears.

“Elsa. Elsa, look at me,” said Gerda, caressing her shoulder, as she tried to calm her down. “Why would I turn my back on you? What kind of mother would I be?”

“My own parents didn't want me.” Once again she tried to say, but she couldn’t finish as another sob stopped her. She knew she wasn’t making much sense. Her mother didn’t know everything that had happened to her, but there was no way she could explain herself in that state. Not knowing what else to do, she wrapped her arms around the old woman and let herself cry.

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The rain, as romantic as it seemed at the beginning to Anna and Kristoff, turned out to be an inconvenience the moment they tried ordering food. The downpour was not allowing the delivery people to work and so they were forced to get out of bed and drive to a restaurant if they wanted to enjoy a special meal.

For this reason, they chose to make the best of their day and changed into their best clothes – or the best they had in Kristoff’s apartment – and then drove to one of their favourite restaurants. Just like he promised, Kristoff not only bought lunch for them, but also chocolate cake to celebrate their engagement.

By the time the dessert arrived, Kristoff and Anna had talked and discussed several things about their future wedding. Their families’ relationship was their main concern, but they had agreed on certain things that could help them create stronger bonds between the two families. And they both agreed that Kristoff making peace with Anna’s parents was the first step.

“So, it’s settled,” said Kristoff once the waiter left them alone to enjoy their cake. “Tonight I’ll drive you home and I’ll talk to your parents.”

“I love you,” Anna said, elated Kristoff was willing to give her parents another chance so soon. A couple of months before the idea was inconceivable, and now here they were.  

“Are you talking to me or the piece of cake in front of you?"

Anna laughed but then she just continued eating in silence, instead of starting a playful fight like Kristoff intended.

"Is everything okay?" he asked. Even when he knew things were perfect between them, he couldn't help but worry. He knew things had to go perfectly well between their families before they could even phantom the idea of the perfect wedding.

"I was thinking, maybe…” Anna said, but stopped mid-sentence unsure if Kristoff would agree with her idea.

“What?”

“Maybe we should move in together?"

"What?" he repeated, unsure if Anna meant what she was saying.

"Our families will notice something's different. My mum will surely notice I'm happier than I’ve been in the last year," explained Anna with a grin, finding it hard to hide her happiness. She still couldn’t believe they were engaged. "But as you said, I don't want to rush the wedding or force Elsa and my parents to be on good terms just for the sake of this engagement. So… what if we move in together?”

“How are those things related? Not that I don’t want to live with you,” he clarified as soon as he noticed Anna’s unamused expression.

“Living together will allow us to start from scratch before the actual wedding, and it'll be something we can share with our families now. It’ll be a perfect explanation to why we are both so happy."

“I feel ridiculous having to hide the fact that I’m engaged to the girl I love,” Krisotff said, honestly. "Will your parents be okay with us living together before the wedding? I know your father is kind of—"

"I'm an adult, Kristoff,” Anna interrupted him before he even dared to say his father was a traditional man. After everything they had found out about her parents, saying they were traditional and conventional was off the table. “Besides, they can't say anything about it without turning into big hypocrites.”

“Well, I can’t argue with that,” laughed kristoff. “So… are you a hundred percent sure about this?”

“Yes!” Anna exclaimed. “Are you not?”

“I'd love to live with you,” Kristoff said with an honest smile. “I never told you this, but I miss the days Elsa was living with me. You were always there by the time I got home from work. It was the best feeling in the world.” He extended his hand on top of the table and caressed her knuckles gently. “However, I need to find a new apartment.”

“Don't be ridiculous, Kristoff. Your apartment is perfect! Besides, I need to finish my studies. I don’t have enough money to help you pay the new rent.”

“Nonsense. I want you to have a place you can call your own.” If they were going to start from scratch and build their own family, he wanted them to find the perfect place. And he was certain that a bachelor’s apartment which smelled like Sven wasn’t even close to the definition of perfect. “You need to move your desk and books too. I'll find a nice apartment with an extra room for you.”

“Honey. I love you. But once again, I can't pay for it.”

“I'll pay for it,” Kristoff said with a smile. “You'll finish your studies first. I wouldn't forgive myself if you don't finish your studies because you need to work to share expenses.”

Anna was touched by Kristoff’s commitment, but all of a sudden she was feeling guilty. She had come up with the idea of living together, but not once she had intended to force Kristoff to spend more money on her. “You don't need to provide for me, Kristoff.”

“I know. But I'd love to. Let's move in together, please.”

“Are we really doing this?” asked Anna, not believing how fast her life was changing.

“I'll start looking for a new place tomorrow.”

Kristoff’s grin told her he was even more eager than she imagined, and that made her all the more excited.

---

During the first few months after she had adopted Elsa, Gerda had struggled with how she could comfort a child who wouldn't allow other people to stay close to her. It had been only one of the many challenges Elsa had put her through, but it was always the hardest one. To see a young girl, crying her heart out after a terrible nightmare and not being able to sit by her side and hold her tight had broken Gerda in more ways that she could count at the time.

It was only after years of hard work and dedication on her part that Elsa had learnt to trust them enough to allow herself to cry in front of Gerda and the rest of the family. But, even if she had overcome that situation, Elsa rarely hugged other people whenever she was in distress. It was clear her defence mechanism was still ingrained in her brain and she avoided human contact as much as possible.

For this reason, now that Elsa was holding her as if her life depended on it, Gerda had a hard time understanding what was going on and how to best help Elsa.

Clearly, something had affected her to the point she burst out crying. It didn't take a genius to see it was related to her birth parents, like most of her problems were lately; but still, Gerda couldn't understand what had made Elsa reach her breaking point at that moment. She was certain there was something she was missing, and she needed Elsa to calm down long enough to tell her.

The first few minutes, the only thing she did was hold Elsa close while she wept on her shoulder. It broke Gerda's heart to hear her like that, but she was not going to stop Elsa once she had finally allowed herself to cry her heart out as much as she needed. It was only when Elsa calmed down and she began breathing more or less normally, that Gerda dared speak.

Not knowing what the real problem was made it harder for her to say the right thing, but still, she tried her best. "I'm sure your parents did care. They just didn't know any better. You deserve love, just like any other person, okay?"

To her disappointment, Elsa didn’t say anything that could help her see if she was saying the right thing. She just kept holding onto her.

After staying a moment in complete silence, Gerda thought it was best to simply ask Elsa what was going on. "Did something happen?”

Once again, Elsa didn't answer and it didn't sit well with Gerda. She gently pushed her, putting enough distance between them so she could see her eyes. Part of her regretted it as soon as she saw the deep sadness in them.

Reminding herself Elsa needed her to stay strong, and sometimes the only way to help her was to pressure her into talking, she repeated, "Please, Elsa… Did something happen?"

The way she averted her eyes gave Gerda the impression she was about to lie. But after a moment she looked at her again, and nodded.

"You know you can tell me anything."

"I don't know how to talk about these things."

And she knew it was true. She had always struggled with words which resulted in her keeping everything inside. But right at that moment, it was obvious Elsa needed to let go of all the sadness and resentment. And Gerda was not going to let her back down now that she was finally showing how she felt. "You've been through a lot in the last few months, dear." She gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze, trying to show her her support. "And I think you should try to talk about the way you feel. It may help you."

It was clear she wanted to talk about whatever was troubling her, but something was stopping her.

"It's just you and me, Elsa. Like that night at the hospital, do you remember?" She knew she did. It had been the first time Elsa had opened up to her. Telling her everything she had been able to at the time. It was the first time she had held Elsa in her arms — even if the little girl had struggled and asked her to stay away for her own safety. And most importantly, it was the day she’d made up her mind about adopting her.

Elsa nodded and her eyes filled with tears once again. She closed them for a few seconds before she felt brave enough to say, "Whenever I think about my life; about who I am and who I could have been, I feel this– this hole inside my chest." 

"A hole?" Gerda knew exactly what she meant, but she needed Elsa to express herself. To tell her everything she could.

"An emptiness," she tried to explain. "Here." Using her good hand, she gestured right over her heart. "Sometimes I fear it'll never close. I fear I'll never be happy."

She knew Elsa suffered a lot. She knew the things she had lived had scarred her forever. But to hear her say she wasn't happy made it all more real. The only thing Gerda had ever wanted for her children was for them to be able to overcome – to some extent – their inner demons and be happy. And here was Elsa, telling her she wasn't sure she would ever be. Not for the first time in her life did Gerda wish she could take all of Elsa's suffering and endure it herself. Trying in vain to keep the sadness from her voice, she asked, "you're not happy?" 

"I'm happier than I used to be, I guess," said Elsa, shrugging. "But some days are extremely harder than others."

"Is today one of those days?"

Once again, she nodded but didn't say anything.

"Why?" Gerda asked, unsure of what else to say. "Why is today any different?"

"I can't seem to do anything right lately," Elsa said after she tried to gather her thoughts. “Every time I feel I'm finally going to get my life on track, something happens and… I don't know what to do anymore."

The way she said it made Gerda get a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. The idea of Elsa giving up one day terrified her. Part of her knew Elsa was stronger than she let on, but her inner strength – or whatever it was that had kept her going for so many years – could wear off, and then she didn't know what could happen then.

She needed to help her see things in perspective. To find some silver lining in her clouded mind. "But you've been doing so good lately. You're studying now. You're working. You're starting a business…"

"I know but—"

"Those things are important Elsa." Gerda needed her to see she was doing more than she gave herself credit for.

"But my powers are there, lurking, everywhere I go. It's the same old story, I guess." Elsa looked at her hands in disdain. "Everyday I say I won't let them control my life; but I fail, miserably, every single time. No matter what I do, it isn’t enough. I try so hard — to be normal, you know?" The dejected look she gave her broke Gerda's heart. "But it isn’t enough. It’s never enough."

"Elsa…"

"I'm so, so tired, Gerda. Maybe I should just stop trying."

"Don't– Please, don't." She pulled her into her arms with urgency and kept her close, as if Elsa's words could make her disappear in that moment. "Don't say that. Don't even think about it."

"But I can't—" Elsa tried to explain, but Gerda wouldn't let her.

Hugging her even tighter, she said to her, "You deserve the world, sweetheart. Don't ever give up, please."

"Then what am I supposed to do?" said Elsa on the verge of tears once again. "My powers are the reason my whole life is so fucked up and no matter how hard I try, I can't control them."

Gerda didn’t understand what Elsa meant when she said she couldn’t control them. Only a few minutes before she had used them to help her heal her hand. In her eyes, Elsa had more control over her powers than she had ever had. But for some reason, she didn’t give herself enough credit. "Yes, you can. And your powers might be a part of you, but they don't define who you are or what you can achieve." How many times Gerda had said that to Elsa? She wasn't sure. But somehow, it had never gotten into Elsa's head.

"They’re the reason I struggle with the simplest tasks in life," Elsa began explaining as she put some distance between them. Tears were streaming down her face again. "They're the reason I had to endure a shitty childhood. The reason my parents thought they were better off without me…"

Gerda watched her dry her tears with her sleeve, clearly annoyed at herself for starting to cry once again. It pained her to see her that way and she wondered if she should tell Elsa to try to calm down.

"I don't resent Anna," Elsa continued, unaware of Gerda's worry. "but I can’t help comparing my life to hers. She's this smart, self-assured girl and what am I? Just a dumb person who hides from the world and hopes for things to change when I know they won't."

"Elsa, I won't let you talk about yourself like that." Maybe stopping her was for the best. Elsa had already denigrated herself too much, and she couldn’t help noticing the small snowflakes falling around them, a clear indicator Elsa was getting too agitated.

"Why not? It's the truth, isn't it? I can hardly live a normal life."

"It's not fair to compare yourself and your life to Anna's. Your upbringing was extremely different."

"Exactly! If only I'd been normal, my life could have been like Anna's. But I'm not. And I wasn't good enough for my parents and…" Once again she tried in vain to stop her tears. "It hurts so fucking much."

Seeing her at that moment, breaking down in front of her, made Gerda realise how important the love and acceptance of her birth parents was to Elsa. There was something inside of her that still needed their recognition, even when they had let her down in the worst kind of way. Gerda hated how unfair the whole situation was. The only thing the poor girl had done was to be born the way she was, and she wasn't given a chance to prove her worth before being left on her own. Idunn and Agdar had had the chance to raise a wonderful person like Elsa, and they had rejected that opportunity. And for what? They had told her their reasons, and they made sense to an extent; but whenever she saw Elsa suffering so much, the sympathy she could feel for them disappeared.

"I know it's not the same as if your birth parents told you this," she said, holding Elsa's hand after she tried in vain to dry her tears. "but you are, and you've always been, more than good enough to me."

Elsa's redshot eyes looked at her, unsure if she actually meant what she was saying. And Gerda hated it, because she had never doubted her before. It was clear she felt so lost and so insignificant she didn't even trust her word anymore.

"I hate the fact that the Arendelles came into your life, threatening to destroy everything you worked so hard to build," she found herself saying before she could stop herself. She was tired of pretending she didn’t feel disgusted by the Arendelles’ actions sometimes. "I hate that they came out of nowhere and made you so vulnerable. You're not less than Anna. You're not less than anyone one else. And I wish I could show you how much you mean to me."

She looked down and took a deep breath to calm herself down before she let her anger take the best of her. The last thing she needed was to say something about Elsa's birth parents that she could regret. But as soon as she was calmer, she continued, "I don't care if your powers make other people uncomfortable. I couldn't care less if you are not ‘normal’ to other people's standards. Part of me is glad you are not, because you love and you care about others like no-one does. Your powers might be a challenge most of the time, I don't deny that. But they shaped you into one of the most caring and selfless people I know. And hate that you hate yourself because of them. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you, dear."

When Gerda raised her eyes to look at Elsa once again, she was surprised to see her eyes fixed on her. For a moment, she wondered if she had done the right thing by telling Elsa everything she thought. But before Gerda could apologise for her outburst, Elsa threw her arms around her and whispered, "I don't know what I'd do without you.”

"You mean the world to me. Never forget that," Gerda whispered back, as she rubbed her hand on Elsa's back comfortingly.

"I wish you were my mother," Elsa mumbled on her shoulder, caughting her by surprise.

"Elsa… I– I am your mother. We may not be related by blood but—"

"I mean from the start," Elsa said a bit louder, but still in a quavering voice. "I wish I could look back and see myself and my childhood here. You wouldn't have left me alone."

At first, she thought about telling Elsa she couldn’t know that for certain. But after a second she realised it was true. There was no way she’d have left Elsa alone. "You're right. I wouldn't have," she said with conviction. "I am your mother now, though, and I promise I'll never leave you alone."

She felt Elsa nod her head against her shoulder and she smiled, knowing Elsa trusted her word. She looked up and relaxed when she noticed snow was no longer falling around them. 

“Can I stay with you for a couple of days? I don't want to be alone.”

Gerda nodded and hugged her tighter. Something had clearly happened to Elsa, it was the only explanation she had reached her breaking point and she was now asking to stay with them. She was really curious about it, but she saw no reason to bother Elsa with it at that moment. She’d have the chance to talk to her some other time. Right at that moment, all she cared about was her daughter’s well being. “For as long as you need. Your father will be thrilled to have you around too.”

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Guess who’s back, back again. Leli’s back. Tell a friend. Guess who's back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back. *Eminem’s ‘Without me’ starts playing* 

It’s been such a long time! I’m so sorry for keeping you all waiting for so long. I’m not even sure if there are people still lurking around. But if you are, you’re the best readers in the world. 

I could blame life and inspiration, and a lot of things for this terribly long hiatus. But the truth is, this chapter was so incredibly hard to write! Even when I love writing Gerda and Elsa together, they are such complex characters, and so different, that I kept writing and rewriting and rewriting their dialogues. Even now, I’m not sure they have told each other everything they needed to say. But I couldn’t keep you waiting anymore. I had a couple of scenes written that were originally going to be part of this chapter, but they needed some revision and honestly, I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting anymore.

I really hope the wait was worth it. I hope I tackled enough things in this chapter that you guys feel the waiting wasn’t in vain.

About the chapter itself, you may notice that I continue showing both sides of the story and both sides of a rainy day as a parallel between Elsa and Anna. I wanted to show how even in the smallest details, their lives are truly different.

I haven’t got the next chapter ready yet. But I was able to fix a few things I wasn’t sure about the following chapters, so I don’t think I’ll take as long as 5 months to update the new chapter. I’ll work as hard as possible to deliver on time.

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[legendarypizzaalpaga]

Here are my thoughts on Frozen II

(and it’s going to be terribly long, I’m sorry)

Actually I don’t think anybody reads my articles (well, I might have written 3 in the past 5/ 6 years with like 4 years of inactivity so ahem) but I really need to share what I think about this movie.

I am a Hans fan AND a Helsa shipper. Or course I was disappointed by him not being in the movie, by knowing his useless appearance or all the punch in the face from the writers to Hans and Hans’ fans (that seem both to be hated by them for some reason? Even if we are part of Frozen fandom too?). Of course, I can’t totally enjoy it because of that, because it feels that there is something “missing”, because it really feels that we, Hans’ fans, are being made fun off by wanting him being redeemed. Disappointed, but not surprised, actually.

BUT you know what? I accepted it. I can deal with it. I can find all the Hans and Helsa content I want here, so even if I am genuinely sad that Hans doesn’t appear in the movie, I thought that I might be able to like the movie like everyone else. I was not waiting for it regarding all the spoilers I read, but after reading a lot of positive comments, even from other disappointed Hans’ fans, I changed my mind.

Believe it or not, I am not a hater, I wanted to like this movie. I wanted so badly to like this movie, I swear. But I didn’t, not only the end, but from the beginning to the end. I dislike it to a point I envy people who liked it because I felt so bad during the entire movie when I wanted to like it like the first one.

Long story short, I didn’t like Frozen I neither the first time I watched it. The only thing I liked was Hans, because he was handsome and a ginger (true story). I thought him turning a villain was stupid and terribly written. But after that, I was still thinking about it. I re watched it, started to like Elsa, Anna, started to ship Hanna and finally Helsa. I even started to like Hans being the villain, because his back story with him bullying by all his brothers was really interesting. Shipping Helsa made sense and after six years I’m still in. Frozen is a beautiful movie with very likable characters in their own ways.

But I still think Frozen I is not amazingly written. It has a lot of flaws, but every movie has, so I didn’t make a big deal of it. I waited six years for Frozen II, which can probably explain why I don’t like it to that point. I spent six years discussing Frozen and realizing that the writers’ idea of it is totally different of mine is quite weird, even if its is not their fault. Disney owe Frozen, not the fans, they can do anything they want with it. I hope in the future I’ll start to like Frozen II like I did for Frozen I, seeing its quality. I am not a negative person and I don’t want to hate or roast anything.

But I can’t help but think that Frozen II has a pretty terrible writing and a lot, A LOT of flaws, plot holes and things that made me wonder if the writers even watched their own first movie. Even fans have different points of views, but really, I just don’t get what the movie was trying to say.

Still, I want to start with all the things I appreciate in it, because a lot of persons worked on this movie and sometimes did a pretty amazing job.

The songs are amazing. I want to put this one first because, as someone who don’t like Disney’s songs (even as a kid), me liking the songs is pretty rare. All the lyrics are beautiful, “Show Yourself” is now my favorite Disney song of all time and I’m going to listen to it over and over for the next six years. Unpopular opinion but I liked Kristoff's song too, being very kitschy, but I think that was the point. And Panic at the Disco’s “Into the unknown” is the best, really.

The movie is beautiful. Do I need to say anything more than that? I like the autumn theme of the all movie, with a lot of beautiful images. Frozen I was already really beautiful but, whoa, this one is amazing.

The new characters are enjoyable. Especially the lieutenant Destin Mattias (I had to google his name...). I regret they don’t have a lot of importance in this sequel because they had a lot of potential. Elsamaren shippers, you know what I mean.

Some scenes are really emotional. Elsa and Anna’s separation, Elsa being about to cry in “Show Yourself” when she sees her mother, Olaf’s die, Anna’s “The Next Right Thing” and everything about her in the end of the movie.

Anna being the amazing person she is. I am a Helsa shipper but did I ever say how much I love Anna? Anna who saves the day, as she always does, Anna being so strong and doing the right thing, Anna’s becoming queen (again I know it’s not a really popular opinion but I love Anna being queen and I would DIE to see her having powers too). She was a way more relatable character in the all movie than Elsa in my opinion, unfortunately. The only time I get a little emotional in the movie was for her, and even before, I always thought that Anna was the true heroine of all the Frozen franchise.

Elsa’s being super powerful. I have to say I didn’t like it, for a lot of reason I’ll discuss later, but I understand why a lot of persons like it. In six years, Elsa became a symbol, of what can be seen as a weakness could actually be your strength. In that sense, the fact that she is so powerful, so sure about herself, can be a fantastic message, especially for young audience, and having Elsa (or Anna) as role model seems really positive to me.

Kristoff’s positive masculinity. The line “My love is not fragile”, just that. You’re a cool guy, Kristoff, I like you. You deserve a happy marriage. That being said, I had to continue with what I didn’t like. I have to say first that I watched this movie only once, not in my mother tongue, and I didn’t watch Frozen I since a long time go. So it might containes mistakes or things I simply forgot. I am sorry for that. Again I don’t want to roast this movie, and I am really happy if you liked it, I wish I had too, I don’t like to be that negative but I have to take this out of my mind. (I’m not going to discuss Hans’ not being in the movie, as I said I accepted it)

I’ll start with “minor problems” really subjective and finish with my biggest issues about this movie.

Olaf was never funny to me. Unpopular opinion again, I don’t appreciate Olaf, I barely think him being a bit funny in the first movie, but in this one... I didn’t even smile once, except maybe with him explaining Frozen I’s Plot, but that was an easy one. His song is the only one I totally dislike and all his “I’ll understand when I grow up” well... I didn’t get it. When he admits he is angry at Elsa is the moment that made me him like him a little more. But, yeah, no, Olaf is not my cup of tea.

It’s the first time in my life I think animated characters are bad at acting. I am sorry but some lines where... like... I don’t know. The one I have in mind is especially when Kristoff is trying to propose once again and talks about “being crazy” and Anna responds with “Do you think I’m crazy??” with crazy eyes like... she NEVER acts like that! It seems like the animators wanted so badly to show how many facial expression the were capable of that they wrote those weird lines where the character changes their expression in a couple of seconds. The same goes with all the times the characters talk to themselves so the audience can understand what’s happening (ok it’s a kid’s movie but they’re not stupid...). Sometimes it made sense but sometimes it was just like a Korean drama, really (I love Korean drama but that’s not a compliment). I think it’s more a problem of writing, but sometimes it just made me feels that I was watching bad actors, that was so weird.

All the “water has memory” stuff. I am sorry but it doesn’t make sense, even a little. I know it’s a movie and I shouldn’t care, but the boat scene just killed me. Elsa has ICE powers, not WATER (I know ice is from water but if it’s the same, why is there a water spirit while Elsa is the fifth one?), so HOW DOES THAT WORK? HOW? EXPLAIN, MOVIE, PLEASE. Elsa can take water in everything (wind, earth, boat) and can create “memory” because it’s made of ice? Is that her special ability that nobody else has? But the water spirit also have a form of an horse so you can create things with water too? I don’t get it, not at all, sorry, I just don’t. It’s just lazy writing, in my opinion. It shouldn’t be a big deal, but that fact that it is used at EVERY single moment of the movie made me cringe, especially because of the next problem I have:

The characters understand everything too fast. All the “water has memory” bullshit is an easy way to allows that. The fact that the sisters immediately recognized their young father is a thing, but just by seeing a scarf they immediately understand that their mother is from here? Ok, why not. But Anna, just by seeing a sculpture of her grandfather trying to kill someone, she immediately understands that the dam was a trap???? HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO GET THAT? It could have been BILLIONS of reasons to her grandfather to kill the chef of the tribute, like conquer their forest, stealing their stuff or whatever. How does she know that the dam was a trap when it could have been a real sign of peace but then their grandfather becoming a douche after that? Again, it’s so lazy writing. Just by the tribe explaining to her that the dam was bad for them, but Anna continue to believe her grandfather was good, before understanding by the statue he was not could have been ENOUGH. And again, HOW does she know that breaking the dam is going to solve everything? Because the tribe lives with the nature, so what’s again the tribe is against the nature, so the spirits are mad, so they blocked the forest, but still what does that have to do with the damn fifth spirit? I don’t get this movie.

Elsa’s earning spirit’s friendship by fighting them. This one really made me wondering if I was watching the same movie as everybody. The spirits seem to be positive figure, because they represent nature. They don’t want intruders, so they attacked the group... why did they suddenly started to like and help Elsa when all she does is fighting them? Because they understand that she is like them? Because she is too powerfull, they finally decide to help her? What made them change their mind? If the writers tried to do something like Moana, well... that was better done in Moana, because she failed when she tried to attack but succeed when she decides not to, because you can’t fight nature, that’s the message. Again, I don’t get what this movie is trying to do. (oh and I especially hate the scene with the water horse, just by jumping on a horse doesn’t mean it suddenly loves you being there...)

The fifth spirit. Do I need to say anything else? All the fifth spirit stuff didn’t make sense and was totally useless in a movie that could have worked without. Honeymaren saying to Elsa that she belongs to the forest was... like... you BARELY know her, how do you know that? It was like they needed to have a reason to make her stay in the forest and “be free”? When she could just have given the crown to Anna that deserves it and being free... with her family? (her REAL family she needs not her mother’s tribe...)

Elsa and Anna abandoning their kingdom for the second time in two movies. Ok you did it to save Arendelle but, still. And after that people still complain about Hans not being a good leader? Again, not a big deal, but my girls... don’t do that often please.

Elsa’s journey. That’s a big no no for me. Did the writers of this movie watched the first one? Because she just seemed like a totally different character to me. I understand she grew up, and I could have accept that she wanted to be free, that it was her journey. But, again, it was not brightly written. In like the five first minutes of the movie, we are introduced to Elsa hearing voices and... that’s it. She hears voice. If it was supposed to be symbolic or her wanting to go for an adventure instead of having a boring like in Arendelle, well, that was absolutely not necessary. Why didn’t they show her not enjoying her life? Like doing queen’s tasks she doesn’t enjoy, talking to people that continue to judge her for her powers, showing that Anna is naturally a better leader than her. It could have been very interesting that even being that powerful, she still has flaws, visible flaws. The only thing we see is her life with her family, but if the message of the movie was that the sisters have to learn how to live separately, again it wasn’t clear AT ALL. And thinking that the message of the first movie was that love from your family can save you, it’s a quite weird message for a sequel in my opinion.

At the end of the movie she is supposed to be free... free from what? By not accepting herself? While we see her being so confident about herself during the ENTIRE movie (yeah she “died” at one moment but it just made her realize that Anna is strong enough to help her to, which is totally different from accepting her own flaws). She finally found the place she belongs... again... a forest? Because her mother come from here? ??? I don’t get this movie.

And finally... my biggest problem... the HUGE issue I have with this movie. The only thing I just can’t ignore. The thing that made me cringe to HARD during the ENTIRE MOVIE.

Why is nobody discussing Elsa’s parents attitude during the first movie?

DID THE WRITERS WATCH THEIR OWN DAWN FIRST MOVIE??? DID THEY?

Don’t get me wrong, I do think Elsa’s parents loved her. I do think they thought they were doing the right things for her and their other daughter. I do think they had the best intentions. I do things parents with good intentions can f*ck up their kids so badly it will follow them forever (well, not forever in the case of Elsa, because she is perfectly fine now as if the first movie never existed... mental health, not a big issue).

BUT WHAT THEY DID TO HER WAS WRONG.

To be honest I would have LOVED if Elsa’s arc was about understand and finally forgive her parents about what they did to her. It would even have made sense with her grandfather being a douch, convincing his son that magic is dangerous. It’s normal that Elsa and Anna love their parents, I mean, just because your parents did something wrong doesn’t mean that you won’t love them anymore. But all the “Let it go” song was about not listening to her restrictive parents anymore!! They erase her from her beloved sister’s memory and caused her terrible anxious issue that was basically THE PLOT OF THE FIRST MOVIE.

Elsa’s parents f*cked up EVERYTHING and you can’t change my mind. The fact that this is NEVER, not A SINGLE TIME, discussed in the entire movie was unbearable for me. And worst, the fact that they are shown as heroes really disturbed me. Again, I would not mind if this was the consequence of an all “redemption” arc for them, by Elsa finally understand her parents, why they wanted to restrict her true self (the f*cking thing she is singing about in “Show Yourself” with her MOTHER, yeah movie, that makes totally sense), why they thought it was the right thing to do when it wasn’t. Iduna’s being the voice Elsa hears could have been her wanting her daughter’s forgiveness and encouraging her to be 100% herself after years saying her not to be. But no.

The worst for me was the boat scene. So Elsa’s parents are the true heroes of the story, for some reason, AND they died because they wanted to help Elsa ? I swear, when Elsa started to feel guilty of their death I wanted to leave the theater so bad. AGAIN, if she had discovered that after an all movie being mad at them for restraining her true self for so long, it would have made sense. It could have help her understand that they did love her too, that they did wrong but wanted to help her in the end. Elsa could have grown from the bitterness of the past, and her thinking that she is so powerful she could do everything could have been her way of emancipation from her parents, when she finally learns that she still needs her sister's help.

This is all I see with Frozen II: a lost opportunity. A lost opportunity to have a better journey for Elsa, than just... being powerful, always powerful, being saved by her sister again and becoming a god-like powerful after that. A lost opportunity to show that good parents can be wrong thinking they are doing what’s right for their children. A lost of opportunity to show a character who wants to break free, not from something not even explicitly shown in the movie, but from the regrets of the past that we can all understand (because it was IN THE FIRST DAMN MOVIE).

A lost opportunity of a good sequel. Maybe Frozen II is a good movie, I don’t know, but it’s a really weird sequel in my opinion. The story makes no sense, the characters have really strange evolution, and some message are questionable. Again, I am really happy for you if you like it, and I even envy you for that. Waiting six years for a movie you almost wanted to leave the theater at, that’s harsh. I thought I was only going to be disappointed at Hans’ missing, but with all the plot holes and the weirdness of the story, I’m not even sure it would have been better with him anyway. Maybe you did dodge a bullet here, Hans...

So... fandom team. Whenever you liked the movie or not, like me, please let’s create some cool content. That’s what fandoms are made for and made off. I don’t want to leave the Frozen fandom, because I still like a lot of things about it. I am just sad this sequel was not worth the patience for me. I hope I didn’t make any Frozen II fans feel bad because of this post. I just wanted to share my thoughts. It took me hours but I needed to.

Now all I can say is: disappointed, but not surprised.

[wolfbart]

XD

Daddy

Agnaar : What makes you think you are worthy enough for my daughter?

Elsa : Daddy no....!

Hans : Well, sir, first thing first your daughter call me "Daddy" too.

Agnaar : ....

Elsa : Q-Q *facepalm*

Anna : Wait what!?

Kristoff : 0_0

Olaf : ☺

[azural83]

Frozen 2 really tried to redeem the parents by having iduna being raised in northuldra who was aware and familiar with magic and the elemental spirits when it literally made her and agnaar's actions in the first movie even worse-

These fuckers messed up their daughters idc they did it out of love and fear they're terrible parents

[w-i-s-e]

Frozen Timeline

I love timelines when it comes to movies and I just had a sudden wish to create this. I hope to help anyone who may be confused. Also I am not 100% of the times but with the information acquired this is the best I could do. 

Please if you think I got anything wrong with the timeline please tell me.

1798 - Agnaar (Elsa and Anna’s Father is born) is born

1800 - Iduna (Elsa and Anna’s Mother) is born 

1812 - Arendelle visits the Enchanted Forest, the dam is built and the Enchanted is close off, leaving Mattias and the Northuldra inside.

1816 - Hans is born.

1818 - Elsa and Kristoff are born. 

1821 - Anna is born.

1825 - Opening scene of Frozen 1 takes place. Elsa is 7, Anna is 4, Kristoff is 7 and Hans is 9.

1836 - Agnaar and Iduna die at sea, Elsa is 18, Anna is 15, Kristoff is 18, Hans is 20. 

Summer 1839 - Main events of Frozen 1 take place. Elsa is 21, Anna is 18, Kristoff is 18 and Hans is 23. Once upon a Snowman takes place during. 

Christmas 1839 - Events of Olaf’s Frozen Adventure take place.

1840 - Events of Frozen Fever take place. Elsa is 22, Anna is 19, Kristoff is 22, Hans is 24.

1842 - Main events of Frozen 2 take place. Elsa is 24, Anna is 21, Kristoff is 24, Hans is 26.

Hope you enjoy, Remember be kind to me as Im not entirely sure for some of the earlier date. 

[justlookatthosesausages]

May I suggest Anna and Kristoff telling their story to their kids, mirroring the time Agnaar and Iduna did that to young Anna and Elsa, and the kids being amazed at the story and ask about their auntie Elsa which eventually leads to a snow sisters reunion?

(THE FEELS AHFHFJFFJGHG!! this is so good I’m gonna go for a big drabble I think hahaha - and of course I get inspiration from your Kristanna children OCs)

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“And you jumped off a cliff??” Asked Hugo, eyes wide. 

Kristoff giggled as he tucked his eldest son in his bed. “Yes I did. Well, actually, it’s your mother who jumped first. I had no choice but to follow her. Just like in life…” He added with a wink.

Anna, who was standing on the threshold with a sleepy Andrew in her arms, shook her head with an eye roll. 

Hugo had a mischievous smile. “So you did crazy stuff too, mama, uh? Did you get a scar like me?”

“No, I didn’t” Replied Anna, still in her guilt after his incident on his first ice harvesting trip when they encountered wolves. “Also, I was 18 when it happened. Try not to risk your life again until then, uhm?”

He giggled in his sheets, and Kristoff ruffled his hair with a laugh. 

“Jumping off cliffs is epic”, commented the blond boy. 

His parents smiled, and Anna gave a sign to her husband as she left the room. “Come on, we have to put Andrew to bed.”

“I’m not tired!” Exclaimed her youngest boy in her arms. His voice was so drowsy that it got comical.

Anna smiled and nudged his nose with hers. “Yes you are.”

He mumbled something, putting his head back on her shoulder. 

“Mama, could you tell us another story before sleep?” Asked Hugo.

Andrew’s face jumped up, now totally awake and excited. Anna had to restrain herself from grunting. She knew how impossible it was to put Andrew to sleep after a second bed time story. “Another one??”

“Yessss, pleeeaaase!” Begged the two princes with big eyes. 

Kristoff tapped the sheets of Hugo’s bed. “Okay, mama sits back down. But a short one, alright? What do you want this one to be about? Andrew, you get to choose.”

The redhead boy had a thinking pout as he sat on the bed next to his mom. “Can you tell us a story about Auntie? We haven’t seen her in a while.”

The cute, warming, familial atmosphere in the room suddenly vanished. Kristoff stopped smiling, and cleared his throat as he lifted his eyes to his wife. 

“I already told you last week, sweetheart.” Said Anna, her voice suddenly weak. “She’s busy up North.”

“Because of the war?” Remembered Hugo. 

Kristoff gave a sad look to Anna. 

“Yes, because of the war.” Said Anna. She forced herself to smile and have a strong voice. “She needs to protect the land from the destruction that humans could bring when they fight each other.”

“Why do they fight each other?” Frowned Andrew, who never understood hate and vowed to always have a peaceful behavior. 

“It’s adult stuff, buddy. It’s too complicated. You’ll get it later.” Summarized Kristoff. Now was not the time to get political. 

“Is it dangerous for her?” Asked Hugo.

Right in Anna’s heart. She gulped audibly, and Kristoff put a soft hand on hers. The Queen turned to him and gave a reassuring nod. “It’s okay. I can talk about it.” She whispered. 

“Yes, it’s very dangerous.” Stated Anna to her sons. “She has to get in the way of both sides, and not take any, and make sure that Nature doesn’t get attacked on the… Battlefield.”

She had paused before saying the last word, and Kristoff looked at her with a supportive gaze. 

“Do you believe in her?” Said Andrew, and the question was turned to both his parents. 

“Of course”, immediately said Kristoff with some pride. “She’s amazing.”

“She’s the person I admire the most. She’s brave. She’s powerful. And she’ll always succeed.” Smiled Anna. 

The two princess nodded in silence. Even from their young age, they perceived the emotion of the adults in the air. 

“When will she come back again?”

“How long have you not seen her?”

They asked at the same time, and Anna clenched the sheets with her fist to not cry right then. She passed a hand in her untied hair and tugged it behind her ear.

“It’s… Wars can be long, you know, and… Uhm… It’s been more than a year since I last saw her. Since we all saw her.” She added, bringing the ‘us’ feeling of her family to give her courage. “But I get news from the battlefront from time to time from the informants, and there are rumors that the war is getting to its end.”

The two boys gave hurrahs and cheers, glad it ended on a positive note. 

“Alright, you two devils, it’s time for bed now.” Smiled Anna, remaining happy, for the little faces of her children filled her heart with love again. 

She was about to take Andrew in her arms once more, but Hugo tugged her sleeve. “Can you close the window before leaving?”

Anna frowned and looked up, and saw that indeed, the window was half open. 

“I didn’t even notice it was opened. Kris, did you–”

“No, I didn’t do anything.” Frowned the man. “You know I don’t want Hugo to catch a cold.”

It was true, and Anna squinted her eyes as she stood up from the bed and walked to the window. The air of the outside was cold, and she hurried a bit to take the handle and close it. When suddenly, something in the air caught her attention. This type of cold felt familiar. 

The redhead passed her head by the window and looked down the castle at the field below. Something seemed to shimmer in the distance, walking slowly along the grounds and to the walls of the castle, just under Anna. Something white, sparkly, and her long untied clear blonde hair was floating in the evening wind, and her smile was visible even from here… 

Anna let out a great gasp, and clasped her hand on her mouth. Even if her expression was a proof of big emotion and happiness, Kristoff ran to the window to see what she saw. And his jaw dropped as well, melting in a smile. 

With a swirl of snow and wind, the smiling figure below rose up to them, floating in the air right in front of the window, and the gust of wind pushed the windows apart so she could enter. 

Elsa had planned to land next to Anna, but she barely passed the window sill that suddenly Anna grabbed her in the air and pulled her in her arms for an intense hug. 

The Snow Queen yelped in surprise, and almost fell on her younger sister as the wind behind her closed the window neatly. In a gasp, Anna tightened her arms around her, her nose buried in her neck, and Elsa smiled and gave her the intensity of the hug right back. She finally put her feet on the carpet of the bedroom, and smiled at the familiar sensation both under her ice sandals and the warm feeling of being in Anna’s arms. 

They stood there a while, being in each other’s presence without saying a word. Kristoff noticed that Anna was practically clamping herself to her sister, and he chuckled as he stepped closer. 

“Hey, let her breathe, maybe…” 

Anna let go of the hug and apologized, and indeed Elsa had to retrieve some oxygen as she stepped out of her arms. 

“How are you?” Asked Kristoff, delighted to see her again as well. 

“I’m really well, thank you”, smiled Elsa with a giggling voice, and she already filled the room with happiness as she did so. “It’s just been the tightest embrace you’ve ever given me”, she added to Anna as she massaged her ribs. “I haven’t felt this constricted since I got crushed by giants. I missed your amazing hugs.”

Elsa still had her hand in Anna’s, and she passed her thumb along her fingers. The latter giggled with a big smile, then it briskly dropped. 

“Wait, what? Crushed by giants??” 

The Snow Queen waved her other hand for a dissuasive effect. “They didn’t do it on purpose. I’ll tell you later. It’s a long story.”

Anna interpreted from her answer that she wasn’t going to stay for long, and all glee disappeared from her heart. Elsa seemed to read in her like an open book, because as soon as Anna looked down in disappointment, the blonde put her hands on her shoulders. 

“I plan to stay for a long time in the castle. We’ll have plenty of days to catch up now that war is over. I’ve heard that you planned big changes to expand Arendelle? I can’t wait for you to tell me all about it.”

Anna’s eyes danced all around Elsa’s face as she listened to her and had so many emotions at each word she said. There was so many informations to process, and was speechless as she didn’t know what to reply; her mouth dropped open. 

The elder melted in a smile at her reaction, and came closer to kiss her forehead. Then she saw the children behind her. 

All that time, the two princes had been staring at them three, and were too shy and overwhelmed by the situation to even say a word. Elsa stepped to them, her untied hair floating around like a mane. 

“Hugo! Andrew! Gods, you grew up so much!” She exclaimed, a big smile stretching her face. 

She clearly was emotional, and the boys giggled in return. Kristoff stepped closer.

“Now they’re…”

“9 and 5 years old, yes” Smiled Elsa.

Kristoff missed a heartbeat, and Anna seemed shocked as well. She knew? He thought that for all that time, and all the events she had to face and take care of, she could possibly have forgotten her nephews’ birth dates. But judging from her confident look at she stared at the boys, she knew exactly. 

The mountaineer turned his head to his wife, and noticed that Anna had tears in her eyes, overwhelmed by both the surprise to see that she knew, and the happiness to have the presence of her caring sister again. Elsa said she missed her hugs, and Anna too, but also the aura of her elder and the way her faced beamed with love. 

“Do the magic! Do the magic!”

The Queen was snapped out of her daydream by Andrew’s voice. Childish and therefore high-pitched, it reminded her of her own childhood memory when she asked Elsa this exact request. That was the trigger; when she blinked, Anna’s tears finally went down her cheeks, and she let out a slight squeal. 

Elsa’s sense of hearing was sharpened since her Fifth Spirit transformation and her experiences in the wild, so she turned around with a worried expression as Andrew and Hugo were jumping on the bed under her shower of snowflakes. 

“Are you okay?”

The redhead rubbed her tears, and let out a giggle that sounded like a gasp of relief.

“Yeah, I just… I’m so happy that you’re here, Elsa.”

The elder smiled tenderly in return. “I am too.”

[thesvenqueen]

Kid!Agnaar falls for a nomadic girl who carried a baby reindeer. Anna falls for a nomadic reindeer-loving ice harvester. Sounds like the Arendelle royal family have a type. ;)

Low key lol

[wcrthmeltingfor]

╰ ✧ ˔ ⭒ magic is in the air ! oh wait - that’s just my old friend, ANNA ARENDELLE, the TWENTY year old FLORIST. they’ve lived in rome pines for ages, so everyone knows that they’re LOYAL and NAIVE, just like ANNA from FROZEN. they may not have any magic in them, but the neighborhood sure knows them from their SUNFLOWERS AND SWEET TOOTH . apparently, they are EXCITED about meeting these magical citizens from pastoral city, so let’s just hope they will get along with their new neighbors…⭒˔ ╮

S T O R Y

(tw: parental death)

Born on the 21st day of February, Anna Sophia Arendelle is the second and youngest child of Agnaar and Iduna, a prominent couple. From the moment Anna was born, it became clear she was born to bring joy to the world, but mostly to her own household. In her first days, her lips already curled upwards in small grins, which only grew as the weeks went by. Even as a baby, Anna showed to be trusting, never complaining as she was held by different people.

Once you met Anna, you could easily draw two conclusions: 1. She was way too trusting for her own good - the girl would believe anything anyone would tell her, which would often get her in trouble; and 2. Above everyone, she would trust her sister. The young girl had a deep love for her whole family, but Elsa, in Anna’s eyes, was the perfect role model. From a very young age Anna learned that, unlike her sister, she didn’t have any sort of magic. This, however, never affected her - Anna always felt protected near her big sister and that was all that really mattered for the red-haired girl.

The girls lived a normal and  healthy childhood. They had all the love and support from their parents and each other. In their home, doors were always open. Her mother loved flowers, so she’d cultivate them in every window, turning their house into a colorful and warm place. Anna would spend countless hours learning from her mom their names and how to watch over them.

Everything changed after the accident. It was late at night, way past their bedtime, and the girls snuck out of bed to play in one of the many rooms. To this day, she doesn’t have no memories of that night past the moment they left their beds - for what she could gather, she tripped and, in an attempt to protect her sister, Elsa’s magic hit the younger girl right in the head. Anna, five years old at the time, nearly lost her life. Even though she made a quick and full recovery, the dynamics of the house were not the same anymore. Windows were closed - her mother didn’t care for the flowers anymore. Elsa, consumed by her guilt, and supported by her parents concern, decided to isolate from Anna, rather abruptly.

Anna was too young to understand what was going on and felt deeply her sister’s abandonment. They’d see each other in rare occasions and when Anna would try to get closer, she’d be pushed away. She’d insist on knocking on the older girl’s door, asking her to come out and play with her, being rejected time after time.

Years went by. Anna grew up. The little girl became a teenager and, even though her sunshiny and gentle personality remained, she felt the mark Elsa’s absense left on her. Even as a social butterfly, she felt very lonely. Due to her trusting nature, she ended up envolved with boys who would treat her less than kindly. 

Two months before she turned eighteen, the sisters had to face tragedy: their parents, who had planned a business trip right before Christmas, had passed away. Anna felt like she was truthfully alone. After the funeral, Anna tried once more knocking on Elsa’s door, feeling her heart filled with grief. This time, the usual lack of response , she decided not to knock anymore.

It took her almost a year but living on her parents house took its toll. The girl felt sufocated. As worried as she was about Elsa, she just couldn’t stay there anymore. She decided it was time to move out, on her own. She packed only her necessary belongings and wrote a long letter to her sister - that she quietly slipped late at night under the door she knocked on for so long. And then, she left.

N O W A D A Y S. . . 

Anna struggled for a while. She left home very impulsevely, without really knowing where to go. She walked for hours, late at night, trying to find a place where she could stay with the little money she had. She ended up checking in on a dirty little motel. She promised herself she’d only stay there for a couple of days. She ended up living there for almost two months. 

A while latter, she found a room to rent on a little house, on a not-so-bad part of the town. The place was relatively small, but it was comfy enough,  and the price was right. 

At first, Anna got a job as a waitress. The payment was less than she deserved for the long hours she actually worked, but it kept her from having to live on the streets, so she did her best to keep going. Only problem is: Anna had always been way too clumsy, so after a dozen of broken plates and cups, she was fired. The girl tried everything, but she kept jumping from job to job, struggling to make enough money month after month. 

Her luck started to turn when, in one of her rare free days, she decided to take a walk to a nearby park. Sitting in a bench, Anna considered how exhausted she felt, when a familiar odor hit her nostrils and a small smile formed in her lips. The red-haired woman followed the smell to a little flower shop, owned by a old lady. They talked for hours, about their lives, the plants and everything. Anna left with one sunflower to place on her window and the promise she’d return very soon. 

After three weekends, the owner offered Anna a job. It was like a dream come true. It wasn’t much money but it was enough to allow her to rent her own place, a little house near that same park, and the job was pleasant. Anna can be seen working there, with a huge grin in her lips, as she waters and cares for the flowers.

P E R S O N A L I T Y:

Anna is still one of the warmest people you’ll ever meet. She’s gentle, kind, and very clumsy. She gets distracted easily, but is fiercily loyal to the ones she considers her friends - but also very easily manipulated, due to the fact of being naive. As she feels alone in the world, she has a deep desire to please everyone she meets. 

W A N T E D   C O N N E C 1T I O N S:

FRIENDS - AS MANY AS POSSIBLE! Anna loves people and she’d do anything for her friends.

LOVE CONNECTIONS - Good and bad. Anna had always been a romantic girl, dreaming of love. She believes in finding “the one” for her, but for being too trusting, she would believe anyone could be the one - as long as they convinced her of it. 

SIBLINGS FIGURES - “Losing” Elsa hurt Anna more than she could admit. She misses having someone to trust more than anything, someone she could feel safe with.

[kingkrisofarendelle]

The boy with the reindeer

This was inspired by an ask from @frozenbassist which was a headcanon prompt if Anna had met Kristoff before Hans

Rating: K

Words: 4,516

Summary: It's one of the few times young Princess Anna of Arendelle was allowed to go out of the castle and while she's looking around she meets a boy with his reindeer who seem to be what Anna had been looking for in her life, friends.

It was a warm and sunny day in Arendelle, the birds were singing and the kids were laughing and playing under the warmth of the sun. It was such a beautiful day that the youngest princess of Arendelle couldn't help, but notice it and long to experience it herself.

She run towards her parents in hopes that they would let her spend the day outside of the castle. They wouldn't let her out of the castle regularly as she was still too young to go out to the dangers of the outside world, at least that's what she had been told, and even when they did let her it would never be without their trusty steward Kai to look after the ginger princess.

"Mama, papa!!!" the princess cried out of the other side of the passageway grabbing her parents' attention

"What is it, dear?" her father asked her as the young girl was jumping up and down excitedly

"It's such a beautiful day outside and I was wondering if I could go out and enjoy that day" she said with her hopes up.

"I'm sorry dear, but you're too young to go outside on your own" he replied with a soft voice hoping she'd understand

"Too young?!" the princess yelled annoyed that she couldn't go out for at least once in a while. Everything was fine a few years ago and then things suddenly changed, not only that but her sister, whom she loved so much, was also avoiding her as if she had done anything. "I'm twelve years old, I think I'm mature enough to be going out of the castle once in a while" she protested, she was so tired of being alone and staying inside of the castle, all she did was talking to the paintings in the painting room, read every single book she'd find at the library that peeked her interest and try to start a small talk with the servants, she didn't even spend much time with her parents, they'd either be busy with their royal duties or they'd be busy with Elsa doing whatever they did with her, they never told her what they were doing with her.

"Agnaar... " the queen whispered to him as she set her hand on his shoulder "she's alone and at a day as beautiful as this it's a pity not to let her enjoy it"

"Fine" he sighed smiling at his wife "you can go out for today"

"YES!!!" the ginger cheered

"But, Kai will look after you" he added

"Oh, OK!" she was about to protest but she knew it was the only way for her to go out.

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The princess was excitedly strolling along the streets of Arendelle with Kai behind, she found it quite annoying that she had to wait for him once in a while. It wasn't that she didn't like him, on the contrary she quite liked him as he was one of the only people in the castle she'd talk with when she felt bored, but today she wanted to enjoy the day as much as she could without having to wait the plump steward.

She decided that she had to get rid of him somehow, just so that she could spend the day on her own and then meet him again to go home.

Then it hit her, she saw a small shop that was selling pastries and such which was flooded with customers and so she thought of the perfect plan.

"Uhm... Kai? " she called him trying to act innocently

"What is it your majesty?" he replied to the kid

"I would love to have some Krumkake with chocolate from that pastry shop" she said pointing at the store

"Are you sure you want some from that store?" he said trying to change her mind "It seems rather crowded. Wouldn't it be better if we had the royal cooks back at the castle to make it for you? A tastier one?"

"I'm quite hungry right now and the one they sell looks very delicious" the ginger responded pouting her lips to convince him

"Fine" he sighed, he just couldn't say no to her "Let's go"

"I can't come, I'm.... uh... afraid of crowded spaces" she lied

"Alright, stay where you are and wait for me" he compromised

"Thank you Kai! Don't worry about me!" she said with a wide smile

Once Kai was nowhere to be seen, Anna rushed towards the left with curiosity ruling over her body, wondering where to go first.

As she kept wandering and wandering she saw something that had caught her attention, it was a reindeer. The reindeer, that looked like being in his middle teens, was not alone, he was accompanied by a boy and an old and worn out sled packed with ice that was slowly melting.

The boy wasn't a boy to be exact, he seemed to be about 15 years old. He had a mop of long shaggy blonde hair, honey brown eyes, a big blushy nose, a few pimples were accompanying his freckles on his cheeks and a light stubble on his chin. He was quite taller than the princess and his soft but still built body was covered in a baggy worn out dark Grey leather tunik and pair of pants, a Prussian blue sweater that was obviously too small to cover the entirety of his arms, a pair of thick gloves and a pair of boots.

"Uhm... Excuse me kind sir" the princess heard the boy say at a passing citizen "Would you be interested in..."

"Get out of my way kid" the citizen interrupted the boy pushing it so that he could leave

"Uhm... Excuse ma'am" he then went to a passing middle aged woman

"Absolutely not" she cut him before he could even reach the middle of the sentence

Anna saw the poor boy being rejected again and again by passing people and even some of them would call him names such as "beggar", "tramp" and "riffraff". His honey brown eyes were about to start filling with tears until she reached out to him.

"Hello" she came to him feeling sympathy for him

"Uh... Hello" he said back wiping the tears off his chubby cheeks "Would you be interested in some ice? It's freshly cut from the frozen lake near the north mountain. It goes great with lemonade, if you want to keep it cold" he asked forming an awkward smile

The ginger chuckled

"I'd love to, but I don't have any money on me now" she said

"Oh." the blonde breathed out "it's ok"

"But, my servant Kai has and when he comes I'll make sure to get some ice" she added cheerfully

"Servant?" he repeated questioning what she meant

"Well he's technically a steward" she added "I'm Anna by the way"

The boy noticed the white hairstreak on the girl's left braid which looked awfully familiar, until he remembered.

"It's you!" he said, he remembered that girl from the day he saw grand Pabbie curing her seven years ago, the day he was adopted.

"Yes, it's me, Princess Anna of Arendelle"

"Princess?" the boy repeated surprised at his luck, both him and his reindeer kneeled before her "Your majesty"

"Oh get up!" the princess said chuckling at the two of them "I just want to know who you are" she added helping them stand up

"Sorry about that" the boy apologized putting his hand behind his head embarrassed at what he did "I'm Kristoff Bjorgman, of nowhere to be exact, heh, and this is my best friend Sven"

The reindeer hopped in front of her, his small tail shaking as if he was a dog.

"Aaaw, you're so cute" she said as she petted the reindeer "I'm glad to meet you Christopher!" she got back to the boy stretching her hand in front of him to shake it

"Uh... it's Kristoff actually" he corrected her his cheeks blushing even more now

"You're right. I'm glad to meet you Kristoff!" she corrected herself

"So you're selling ice, that's a pretty tough business" the ginger pointed out

"Yeah, but it's not as tough as harvesting ice" he added chuckling and his voice cracking a bit

"Wait what? You took that ice yourself?!" she exclaimed

"Yeah! It's very enjoyable to be honest!" he answered her question as he was preparing the sled with the melting ice for a ride

"How do you do that?"

"It's simple. I wake up early in the morning and go to the frozen lake and then using these tools" he explained showing her the interior of a satchel which was filled with axes and other weird tools Anna had never seen in her life "I cut and pick the ice"

"Wow! What do your parents do while you do all this?" she asked questioning how some parents would let their kids do such hard work

"Well, my parents are dead so I have to take care for myself" he replied slightly bothered

"Oh! I'm- I'm really sorry about that" Anna's expression darkened feeling so bad for reminding him that

"It's alright" he said back "There are still others who provide me a place to stay and take care of me when I'm not working"

"Really?"

"Yeah, they're like family to me and Sven"

The two of them kept walking around the town talking and talking, sharing their thoughts and their lives. Talking to Kristoff was such a fresh and nice experience for Anna, she had finally someone to express her feelings to and have fun with and it wasn't because he was employed to do so, he was there because he wanted to be there with her, he cared about her.

That experience was new for Kristoff too, back in the orphanage, before he had run away, the kids there hadn't been treating him well and most people would treat him even worse whenever he'd try to sell ice. It felt nice for him to have someone other than a reindeer to talk to.

The two kids were lying at the grassy ground of a hill, the sky was getting a nice orange hue as the night was getting closer. They were now cloud gazing guessing the shapes the clouds were taking.

"PRINCESS ANNA!!!" a familiar voice was heard.

It was Kai! He ran towards them holding a box which Anna assumed was filled with krumkakes

"Kai!" the princess cried back at him

"Where have you been your majesty? Your parents have been worrying so much!" he let the princess know

"Wait what? Mom and dad know that I'm missing?" she asked with cold sweat falling off her forehead

"Yes, your majesty. They came to see how you've been doing and they saw that you were missing" the plump man explained

"Oh no! I'm in so much trouble" the princess exclaimed

"They didn't know you were here!" Kristoff breathed out his voice cracking due to the shock "I'm really sorry about that sir! I didn't know they didn't know!" he had started panicking

"Don't worry about it child" Kai relieved the blonde "You're not in trouble"

"Calm down Kristoff" the princess told him "I would never let my friend get in trouble because of me"

"Friend?" Kristoff thought to himself getting red like a tomato. He had a friend! He felt so happy that there was a person in the world other than Sven and his family that genuinely cared about him.

"Now let's go your majesty, before your parents become even more worried" the man reminded the young princess

"Yes you're right" the princess admitted "but, before we go, could we get Kristoff's entire stock of ice please" she added pointing at the the three ice blocks that were left out of the six they originally were "they go great with lemonade after all" she added winking at the blonde

"Wait what?" Kristoff exclaimed as both him and Sven were flabbergasted to hear that.

"You heard me right" the ginger responded

"Alright your majesty. Young man would you mind following us to the castle to give us the ice" the large man asked the boy

"Uuuuhhh… OK, I guess" he replied back

"Good" Kai added

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The sun was no longer to be seen, Kai and the two kids arrived at the castle gates. Three servants got there and took the ice blocks leaving the three alone with a reindeer and an empty sled.

"Let's go to your parents your majesty, they must be dying of worry now" the steward said to the ginger princess

"Yes, let's go" she agreed with him

"Kristoff!" she cried as the blonde and his reindeer were about to go back home "We should hang out again! Meet me tomorrow at the docks!"

"Sure!" Kristoff replied immediately his face lit up with happiness and then turned to his way. Before the blonde could reach ten steps on his way, the princess grabbed him from his shoulders and gave him a kiss on his cheek. The boy couldn't help but blush at this action

"See you tomorrow" she added

Kai smiled at the two of them, he was happy to see her making friends.

The gates closed and the blonde was still there with his hand touching the cheek the princess kissed

"See you tomorrow" he repeated

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"Come in" responded the king at the sound of the door knocking

"She's here, your majesty" the plump steward announced to the king and queen who were standing in their bedroom waiting for the arrival of their youngest daughter

"Bring her to us" he said sternly

The ginger got in the room

"Anna!" the queen cried and then rushed to her daughter hugging her tightly

"Thank you for your service Kai, you may go now, we have something to discuss privately" the king said to the man

"Your majesty, if I can add something…"

"No you cannot, you should go now" he interrupted him before he could even finish his sentence

"If you say so" he replied and left

By the moment the kid was out of her mother's hug she looked at her father who didn't look very happy to see her.

"How could you do this to us?" he spoke to the child, a mixture of emotions filling him, relief, worry and… anger

"I'm sorry dad, I didn't mean to worry you" the freckled girl tried to explain herself "I was just having fun with a boy"

"A boy?" he asked, the situation getting even more serious

"Yeah, Kristoff." she confirmed "He's a really nice boy, he was a lot of fun to talk to"

"Well I'm glad you had fun today" the king said "because you're not leaving the castle again"

"What!" the princess yelled furiously

"Agnaar…" the brunette queen tried to calm down her husband knowing things were getting out of hand

"You heard me right" he replied upping his tone "You're not leaving the castle until the gates open to the world"

"But, I have arranged to meet him again tomorrow!!!" she protested tears starting to fill her blue eyes

"I guess he'll have to wait for nothing then" he said back his anger growing more and more

"That's unfair!!!" the ginger cried "I'm all alone doing nothing at this castle every single day and when I finally find someone who truly cares about me and I have fun with, you come and ruin it!!!"

"That boy may have been nice to you, but what if he was different! What if he wanted to harm you!" the king yelled back

"So now you care about my safety!! I've given myself so many bruises and scars doing things on my own, while you were spending all your time with Elsa!!!" she yelled, she was never this angry and sad before, she didn't even hold a grudge at her older sister or her parents for spending more time together, she knew there was a reason for it, but this time she was angry, sad and extremely irritated that she couldn't even have her own friend because of the overprotectiveness of her parents.

The king and queen gasped as their youngest daughter left the room angry. The queen was in tears seeing how this situation turned out and the feeling of realization hit Agnaar like a frying pan on his face. He didn't mean to hurt his daughter, he just wanted to keep her safe from the dangers of the outside world, he already almost lost her once, he couldn't lose her for good this time.

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Meanwhile in the other side of the kingdom, Kristoff was walking towards an empty valley filled with rocks with moss over them scattered all around, he was still smiling after all that had happened that day, Sven understood how ecstatic Kristoff felt with all that had happened.

As the two friends approached the valley, the rocks that lay over there started shaking and rolling in front of them. They were trolls! Kristoff's family to be exact.

"Kristoff's home!" the female and probably most vocal troll cried joyfully as she threw herself on the pudgy boy

"I'm back Momma!" the boy cried back to his adoptive mother, trying to keep holding her

"You seem quite happy today son!" Bulda's husband and Kristoff's adoptive father said as he approached him

"Yeah" the boy replied still thinking about the ginger

"I see you sold all of the ice you cut, well done!" his troll father congratulated him "You got nicely paid as well!" he added pointing at a pouch the kid was holding"

"What? Oh yeah, I did" he had completely forgotten about his payment for his service, but he did remember how the princess grabbed it from the steward's hands and gave it to him with no second thoughts. There were a handful of gold coins inside of the pouch, they were enough for Kristoff and Sven to spend the week without even working and eating like royals!

"My boy sold out his entire stock, I'm so proud!" the troll mother cried with tears of joy at the success of her eldest son. Bulda may have just adopted Kristoff, but to her he was like her actual son, she loved him dearly and so did he too.

Moments later at Kristoff's custom made bed, which even though it was more or less a big wide rock coated with moss and a patched blanket and a pillow made out of an old sweater of his was still a lot more comfortable than the one he used to sleep on in the orphanage, the blonde lay there with his loyal reindeer friend.

"Are we going to see her tomorrow?" Kristoff asked himself in Sven's voice which was cracking trying to sound different

"Of course we are!" he answered "We're even going to skip work Tomorrow! Good night Sven" he added excitedly

"Goodnight Kristoff" he said back with his voice cracking again when he said his name

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Anna spent the whole day inside of her room still extremely pissed off at her parents. She would not speak to anyone, even when her parents tried to talk to her about the day before she refused to even open her door at them. The only person that got to speak with the princess was Kai, he was the only one she felt like she could trust, she tried convincing him to help her go out of the castle to meet the boy, but they both couldn't do that, the trouble would be huge for both of them, especially Kai. The ginger could do nothing but stare at the view of Arendelle from her window while drinking some lemonade with the ice the blonde had cut, it was her only way to be with him.

Meanwhile, Kristoff was standing along with Sven at the docks just like the girl said, waiting her with excitement in his eyes for her to come. Unfortunately for him though the princess never showed up. He waited for hours at the same spot until the moon showed up and the citizens were going inside their warm and cozy houses. The reindeer nudged his best friend, who he then realized was in tears. The blonde was heartbroken, tears were falling from his honey brown eyes to his chubby freckled cheeks. She said she would come, how could she not be there. Was he at the wrong place? No, he remembered that this is where she told him to meet her. Maybe she forgot? Yeah, that's probably it.

The boy wiped off the tears off his face and went with his friend to the castle. Once he reached the gates, he knocked and a royal guard guard appeared, he was taller and buffer than him with a thick mustache.

"What do you want kid?" he said with a deep stern voice

"Uhm… I was supposed to meet the princess a few hours ago… Can I go see her?" his voice cracked like crazy as he tried to ask the man that question

"Is this some kind of a joke?!" the guard raised his voice as anger filled him "The princess doesn't care about any peasants! Now get out of here or I'll put you in the dungeons!! Riffraff!"

The reindeer nudged his friend once again and this time it was worse. Kristoff had already started crying, his heart broke into even more pieces and hugged tightly Sven, she didn't care about him, she was nice to him the day before not because she cared about him, but because she pitied him. The boy was devastated, once again he was alone in this world with his feelings, he was sobbing and the young deer tried to show his support as much as he could.

"Let's go home Sven" he cried wiping off his tears in an unsuccessful attempt to stop crying

The deer carried the boy taking him home, he hated seeing him in such condition.

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As the years were passing the princess grew up in the same environment as she did before and she'd never leave the castle which kept making her desire to meet other people and go out of the castle even bigger. As for the boy, he grew up to be a man and as he got more experienced and skilled in his job, he got to make a living with the money he'd earn, it wasn't much but it was just enough for him and Sven to survive the night, people though were still the same jerks they were as when he was a kid, resulting in him eventually growing very wary of people, he didn't trust them at all, the only ones Kristoff could trust were Sven and his troll family.

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One day the princess was finally out of the castle, she wasn't out for fun though, she was lookin for her older sister Elsa who had run away and accidentally setting Arendelle in an eternal winter. She was all alone at night, her horse had left her side and hope had started fading until she saw a wooden cabin in front of her that turned out to be a store called "Wandering Oaken's trading post" which also had a sauna.

As the ginger was getting closer a man was thrown right in front of her.

"HEY" she yelled at the driver of the sled. "Can't you see?!"

"Sorry ma'am, the next time someone kicks me out of his store so barbarically I'll make sure to land somewhere else" the man apologized sarcastically

Something about him seemed awfully familiar to her as she saw him stand up to his feet. He was rather tall with a strong built body that still looked a little soft, he had long blonde shaggy hair that was whitened because of the snow, honey brown eyes, a big nose that was red from the cold and chubby freckled cheeks. Wait a moment! It was him! The boy she met years ago!

"It's you!" the princess gasped surprised

"Yes, it's me and… you are?" he responded not knowing how to respond to that taking off his beanie and trying to get rid of the snow on it

"It's me! Anna! From the docks! I bought your entire stock of ice that day! And you are… uh… Christopher!" she cried joyfully at seeing her old friend

"It's Kristoff" he corrected her still trying to remove the snow from his uniform

"Yeah, you're right, again" she chuckled reminiscent of the first time she made that mistake was "So how have you been?"

"Could have been better" he replied unenthusiastically wiping off the snow on his hair

"What happened?" she asked

"Nothing really. Just the owner of that store being a huge jerk! All I wanted was some gear and carrots for me and Sven, but apparently because it's July, even though it's practically freezing here, the winter stock prices don't apply!" he complained "and what do you want here, in those clothes" he added with a stern tone

"I'm looking for my sister, she's kinda the source of this winter" the ginger explained

"Uh huh" the blonde replied uninterested

"What happened to you?" she asked frustrated "you weren't like this when we met. You were a lot nicer"

"People change princess, that's just how life works" he answered turning his back approaching a sled with a reindeer attached to it

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The next day the two of them had journeyed towards the north mountain where Anna's sister was and after Elsa accidentally hitting with her magic Anna on her heart, Kristoff knew he had to take her to grand Pabbie, he could save her just like he did before. The blonde and the ginger had gotten closer throughout those series of events, it was just like the time they first met, but Anna felt guilty for what had happened to him. She heard him singing with his reindeer about how awful people are and reindeers are better and she saw herself partly responsible for that, she promised him that they would meet again, but she never appeared and it broke his heart, she knew it and couldn't stop thinking about it.

"Kristoff?" she called him gently

"Yeah?" the blonde replied

"I'm really sorry for not meeting you at the docks just like I told you" she apologized her voice was full with regret. "my parents grounded me after I came back and they wouldn't let me go out of the castle again. I should have at least had someone to let you know about, but I didn't and I probably broke your heart and I feel horrible and…."

"Hey hey, it's ok" the blonde tried to calm her down as he placed his hands on her shoulders "at least I now know why you didn't show up"

"Thanks Kristoff" she said hugging him as an extra apology

Kristoff felt so relieved after learning all this and most of all he felt happy, she did care about him after all, and another feeling approached him, a new one, something that he didn't feel often. Could it be love?

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Frozen fanfiction: Søsken

Summary: An accident in the North mountain forces Elsa to spend several weeks in her brother’s apartment under Anna’s care. And during this time, Anna begins to notice there are peculiar things about Elsa’s life she wished she could understand. Everything starts to make sense after a family reunion.

Modern AU. Kristanna - Frohana - Kristoff & Elsa BrOTP.

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Look after you

Kai stopped the car outside the house and sighed in relief. It was no secret he was getting older and being called to the station on his days off was taking a toll on him. He was certain he wouldn't miss it the day he finally retired.

He enjoyed the time he spent with the new recruits and he valued how much they respected him, but the older he got, the more he wanted to stay at home on a rainy Sunday.

It was the third weekend in a row he had been called in. So it meant it was the third week in a row he'd had to cancel his plans to visit Elsa at the mountain. He was getting more and more annoyed by that fact than he wanted to admit to the chief of the department. It was a good thing he had never told Elsa his plans beforehand, because he wouldn't have had the heart to cancel his visits so many times.

I need to talk to Pedersen this week and tell him I won't be home next weekend, he thought as he got out of the car. It had been weeks since he had last seen his daughter, and he wanted to spend some time with her.

Elsa was starting a business with her friend and he didn't even know the man. He hadn't even offered them a helping hand or, at least, sat down to talk to Elsa about her plans; and he felt terrible about it. Ever since his children had become adults, he felt as if he was distancing more and more from them — even if Kristoff and Elsa always greeted him with the biggest smile they could muster whenever they saw him. He was tired of relying on Gerda to find out what was going on in their lives.

He entered the house and hung his wet coat before he went into the kitchen to find his wife. He smiled the moment he saw her at the table surrounded by old photo albums. Rainy days never failed to put Gerda in a melancholic mood.

"I've come to the conclusion that I'm getting old," he said as soon as Gerda raised her head to greet him. He looked to his right and noticed the coffee maker was on and smiled. Exactly what he needed. "Ten-hour shifts are becoming unbearable. I still like the job, don't get me wrong, but the amount of time at the station is killing me lately."

He poured a cup of coffee and sat next to her. "Gerda?" he asked, surprised she hadn't made a joke about his age yet.

"Elsa's home."

A big smile drew on his face the moment he heard his daughter's name, and he failed to notice her downhearted look.

"She is? Now that's good news! Did she come to—" He stopped himself mid-question as soon as he locked eyes with her. Elsa's visit would have never made Gerda look so sad, unless something bad had happened. "Is everything okay?"

"Not really," she said sincerely. "She'll stay with us for a couple of days."

"What happened?"

"I'm not really sure," said Gerda as she stood up to pour herself some coffee. "She came home around lunch time. She had an injury in her hand and—" She tried to gather her thoughts for a moment, and Kai let her. "I don't know, Kai. It's hard to explain."

"An injury? Did someone hurt her?" Suddenly, his instinct told him to find whoever had, but he needed to remain calm until Gerda explained the situation better.

"No. She hurt herself trying to fix a window or something. She came home so I could help her. But that's not the problem…" She sat down once again and looked him in the eye. "One moment, I was giving her stitches — we were talking as if it was just another day; and the next, she was crying and hugging me as if her life depended on it."

"What?" Even if he knew Elsa was a lot more open about her feelings with Gerda, he knew that wasn't something Elsa would do for no reason.

Gerda nodded. "I think she finally reached her breaking point."

"About her birth parents?"

"About everything."

Deep down he hoped it was only about her birth parents, at least then he'd know where to start if he wanted to help her. Everything was a lot more complicated. A sudden urge to see her took over himself. "Where is she now?"

"She went to bed."

"Already?" He turned to look at the clock. "It's only six thirty."

"She said she was tired," said Gerda as she put a picture inside the photo album she had in front of her. "And she did look exhausted."

He knew what Gerda meant, do not disturb her. But there wasn't a good reason for her to be so tired so early, unless… "Did her powers—?" He wasn't sure how to word the question.

To his good luck, Gerda understood exactly what he meant. "I'm not sure, but I suspect they did."

"You didn't ask her?" If her powers had gone on a rampage to the point they had drained her energy, then something bad had happened to her.

"I was not going to bombard her with questions when she was finally letting go of all the anger and resentment she was keeping inside," Gerda growled. "She was finally talking about the way she feels."

"I guess you did the right thing, then…"

"She clearly needed someone to talk to, even if she didn't know what to say." Gerda said, a lot calmer. "I don't know what caused her to fall apart the way she did, but it must have been serious."

The two of them stayed in silence for a minute. They didn't need to say it, but whenever Elsa had a bad episode with her powers, the two of them began to wonder what was best for them to do as if they had never had to deal with them before. It was no secret that even after ten years, they weren't sure what to do to help her.

"Was it really that bad?" He didn't doubt his wife, but part of him wanted to believe she was worrying more than she should. He desperately wanted Elsa to tell him she was okay, and that nothing bad had happened.

Gerda looked at him and said, "let's just say I'm glad she's staying with us. I don't trust her to be alone right now."

Kai's blood ran cold at that, but he tried to remain positive. "Gerda, we've talked about this. I don't think Elsa would—"

"If my daughter tells me how tired and fed up with her life she is, I will worry, Kai." Her watery eyes told him she was a lot more worried that she was letting on, and that crushed him.

Gerda had all the right in the world to be pissed at him for trying to diminish the situation. But he needed to believe it wasn't that bad. He needed to believe Elsa was just going through a rough patch and that she'd come out of it like she always did. There were few people more resilient than her.

"Have you talked to Kristoff?" he asked, hoping their son could help them. "Maybe he knows something."

Gerda shook her head. "I don't think he does. She didn't call him to pick her up from the mountain this time."

"She travelled on her own?"

She nodded.

"Do you think they had a fight? Elsa and Kristoff, I mean."

"No," once again, Gerda shook her head. "She only talked about her powers and her birth family leaving her behind." She tried to keep calm but her anger was getting the best of her, and Kai noticed.

Before he could ask her if she was okay, she huffed and said, "I knew it was a bad idea for her to get in touch with the Arendelles again. They're doing more damage than good."

He agreed with Gerda. They were doing more damage than good. That had been clear from the moment they told Elsa the truth, but there wasn't much they could do. Sighing tiredly, he said, "they're her parents. We don't really have a say. Whether she gives them a chance or not, it's her choice."

"We are her parents. Not them," Gerda retorted, finally allowing a couple of tears to fall.

"You know what I mean," he said, defensively. "He knew they had earned the right to be called Elsa's parents, but sadly Agdar and Idunn were still her birth parents whether they liked it or not.

After a few minutes of silence, Gerda said to him, "could you try to talk to her tomorrow?"

"About this?" he asked, unsure if he should bombard Elsa with questions when she hadn't talked to him personally.

"About anything," she sighed. "Show her we are here for her. Let her know how much we care."

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Elsa woke up in the early morning the following day. She turned in bed a few times as she tried to fall asleep once again but, as it was usual, her body refused to cooperate. This time around though, she couldn't really complain. She had gone to bed earlier than usual the previous day and thankfully she had been tired enough to sleep the whole night. Something she hadn't expected, given everything that had happened.

She shook her head a few times, trying to get rid of the intrusive thoughts that were already disturbing her. She couldn't get rid of the awful feeling of hurting Marshall, or the empty feeling in her chest whenever she remembered her conversation with her birth parents.

Thinking it was best to do something instead of staying in bed feeling sorry for herself, she sat down in bed ready to start her day. She looked at the alarm clock and noticed it was earlier than she'd imagined, but at least she knew it wouldn't take long for Kai or Gerda to wake up, especially if her father had to go to work. With a tired sigh, she got up and went straight to the kitchen. She guessed a cup of coffee could help her start her day with the right foot.

With a steaming cup of coffee in her hands, she walked out the back door and sat down on the steps of the veranda that looked at her parents' garden. The heavy rain had stopped during the night, but it was still drizzling. The falling rain could certainly help her stay calm and distract her from her turbulent mind.

She wasn't sure how long she had stayed outside watching the rain fall, when her father's voice called her attention.

"Hey, kiddo," he said, playfully.

"Dad, hi," Elsa said surprised, as she turned around to see him come out the back door. "It's been a while since you last called me that."

"You'll always be a kiddo to me," he said with a smile. "Did you fall out of bed?"

Elsa chuckled at Kai's antics. "I was well rested, I guess. I couldn't fall back asleep. Did I wake you up?"

"No. Don't worry. I usually wake up early." She watched him look around until he spotted the closest chair and moved it closer to where she was sitting. "Mind if I keep you company?"

Elsa shook her head. If she was honest, she was glad her father was willing to spend some time with her. She could use the company to help her keep her mind off her problems. The rain had stopped helping a long time before he showed up anyway. "There's coffee in the kitchen," she offered, knowing Kai loved a warm cup of coffee in the mornings as much as she did.

"Oh, that's good news," he said with a smile. "I'll be back in a minute."

True to his word, he showed up a few minutes later. He sat down in the chair and said, "how have you been?"

"Mmh?" Elsa had been lost in her own thoughts even as she watched him move around the veranda, and so she wasn't sure what he was saying.

"I haven't known much about your life lately."

"I'm fine, I guess."

"You guess?" he asked with a sad smile. "Your hand tells me otherwise. What did you do?"

The question reminded Elsa of the many times she'd tried to do things on her own when she first came to live with them. Back in the day, she had failed miserably at the simplest tasks around the house, and the question was one that Kai regularly asked her, in amusement as he watched her try and fail time after time. She smiled to herself at the memory. Kai had never been judgemental, on the contrary, the question was always followed by a 'let me help you', which soon turned into a useful lesson, and she ended up learning a new skill.

"I tried to fix a broken window." It wasn't completely true, but it wasn't a lie, either.

"The one in the small bedroom?"

Of course he'd remember. He was the one who always insisted she got it fixed. "Doing it on my own wasn't my brightest idea."

Kai chuckled and smiled at her. "Accidents happen. Did I ever tell you that I met your mother because I shot myself in the foot?"

"What?" She was certain she'd remember if he had. Especially knowing Kai was a really competent police officer.

Kai laughed at her astonished expression. "Remind me to tell you the whole story one of these days."

It was obvious he wanted to keep the conversation about her accident, and Elsa wasn't sure if she liked the idea.

"Did your mother have mercy on you?" he asked before she had the chance to ask him to tell the story at that moment. "She says she's a healer, but I think she became a nurse because she likes inflicting pain."

Elsa laughed, and she felt it was the first honest laugh she let out in the last two days. "Of course she did. She's the best."

"It's impossible to badmouth your mother in your presence. It's no fun," Kai said with a smile that told Elsa he was actually proud of her, and for a moment the whole inside her chest didn't feel so big.

Elsa returned the smile, and once again she thought about her life and how easy it could all have been if Kai and Gerda had been her real parents. Every bad memory, every heartache, could have been replaced by the warmth and love that characterised them. But sadly, life had dealt her all the wrong cards.

"Would you like to play chess? I haven't played in months."

Something told Elsa he'd read her like an open book right then and there, and he was only trying to find a way to erase the sadness written in her face.

"You're the only one who actually likes playing in this family besides me."

With a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, she agreed. "Sure."

Before she could offer her help. Kai had gone into the house to pick up the board game.

They played for several minutes in silence. Each of them lost in the game, thinking of their best strategy to beat the other. They didn't consider themselves particularly good, but their skills were on the same level after having played against each other more times than they could count. From the start, chess had been what had got them closer to each other. And, if Elsa was not mistaken, it had been the first thing Kai had taught her.

Once the game had found a more relaxed pace, in comparison to their always frantic starts; and they found themselves taking more time to think their next movement carefully, Elsa found the courage to ask him a question that had been on her mind since the day she came to live with them.

"Dad…" she said, calling his attention.

"Mmh?"

"Do you remember when we first met?"

"It's kind of hard to forget," he said sincerely. "I'm not going to lie though, if I had known you were going to end up being part of my life, I'd have paid more attention." He then moved his remaining bishop and gestured it was her turn.

Elsa analysed the board in front of her and once she made up her mind about her next movement, she said, "were you afraid of me at the time?"

"What?"

If he had tried to hide the surprise in his voice, he'd have done a terrible job. "I froze Gerda's hand when I was in the hospital. Were you afraid of me because of it?"

"I didn't believe it at first…" he said as he watched Elsa move one of her pawns.

"Didn't Gerda show you her hand?"

"She did," he admitted, as he tried to come up with a good step to take in the game. "I was convinced the lack of sleep was driving my wife crazy. I thought she had burnt her hand some other way and had dreamt the whole thing."

"What about the other doctors and policemen? They must have told you something."

Kai smiled and looked at her before he said, "I didn't believe my wife. What makes you think I was going to believe a bunch of policemen?"

"So you just denied it?"

"Pretty much, yes," he said, shrugging. "If I'm honest, till this day I find it hard to believe you're capable of doing what you do. It's hard to say what I thought about at the time. I guess I tried to come up with a logical explanation to what had happened." He picked up his bishop a second time, but gently tried to put it back in place. "Then I saw you do it and I didn't have a choice but to believe it."

"You touched the bishop," pointed Elsa. "And you didn't answer my question."

Kai sighed, knowing Elsa was right about both things. So, he picked the piece once again and moved it as he answered her question. "I wasn't afraid of you, Elsa."

"But—"

"Did I think you were unusual? Yes," he said before Elsa could retort or ask that question herself. "Was I afraid of you? No."

She stayed silent as she processed what he was saying and came up with a good way to protect her Queen. "Not at all?"

"You were nothing but skin and bones at the time. Finding out you had ice powers only helped me understand why a monster like Weselton was so obsessed with you. It helped me see why he had kept you hidden all those years."

Elsa tried not to flinch at the mention of Weselton, but she knew Kai probably noticed how it affected her nonetheless.

"But you, Elsa," continued Kai, not commenting about her reaction. "You were just a child. Children are not dangerous."

She stayed silent once again until she made up her mind. A small smile drew on her face when she found a way to put Kai in a difficult position. She moved her rook and said, "check."

She enjoyed Kai's surprise as he analysed the board in front of him, making sure she was not messing up with him. "What about now?" she asked, unsure if she wanted to hear his answer.

"Are you asking if I'm afraid of you now?" Kai laughed. "I'm more afraid of Gerda."

"I'm serious, Kai."

The fact she used his name called his attention and he looked her in the eye. "I've seen a good deal of dangerous people in my life…" He moved and gestured for her to continue as he said, "you're not one of them."

Without looking at the board twice, Elsa moved her Queen and called check once again.

"Except in this game of chess. Leave your father alone for two seconds, will you?" Without any other options left, he moved his King.

"Checkmate," called Elsa with a small smile.

Sighing at his mistake, he pushed his King down. "I wish you'd be as confident in life as you're in this game."

The comment surprised Elsa. Kai didn't often comment on her lack of confidence. And perhaps she'd exposed herself more than she intended with her questions.

"Don't let the snow cloud your judgement, Elsa. You're a good person," he said, offering her a reassuring smile. "Why did you ask?"

"Would you like to play another game?" she asked, hoping to avoid the question. She couldn't tell Kai she had frozen Marshall's hand. She couldn't admit out loud how terrified of losing Marshall — and her parents' trust — she was. She couldn't risk it. There were only five people in the world who cared about her. Five. If she lost Marshall, she'd be devastated, but she'd manage. Time would help her heal that wound. But there was no way she'd be able to keep going without Kai and Gerda's trust.

"Why did you ask?" repeated Kai, noticing how distressed she'd become.

Not knowing what to say, she shrugged. Her father would keep trying to get a better answer. But at least she could buy herself some time.

"If there's something you need to talk about, you know I'm always—"

The telephone ringing inside the house distracted him, allowing Elsa to breathe a sigh of relief.

"That'd better not be the police station. I'm not in the mood to go to the station this early in the morning. I'll get it," he said to her, even if she'd never picked up the phone in her parents' house.

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Kai walked into the house ready to pick up the phone and tell the chief of the department he was not showing up early this time. He didn't care if he ended up walking the streets with the new recruits. He was tired of putting his work before his family. Elsa clearly needed help. Her downcast expression as soon as he saw her was all the proof he needed. Elsa rarely wore her heart on her sleeve. It wasn't easy to read her. But this time, all he could see was a sorrowful soul, and he wanted to be there for her — not inside an office that smelled like old coffee.

"Yes?" he asked as soon as he picked the phone. He hoped whoever was on the other side noticed his frustration.

"Dad! Hi!" Kristoff said on the other line. "I'm glad you answered."

"Is everything okay?" Kristoff never called this early. The few times he had, he'd been so sick he couldn't get out of the bed and he'd needed his mother's help.

"Yes," he said. But he soon regretted it. "Well, I hope so."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Marshall Hålkesen," he said. "Do you know him?"

It took Kai a few seconds to realise who Kristoff was talking about. "By name, yes. Why?"

"He's just called me."

"This early?"

"He says he's been trying to talk to Elsa but she won't answer her door. He says he hasn't heard from her since Saturday, after she asked him to leave or something. He stopped by her house several times yesterday."

He could hear the worry in his son's voice. And that's when he remembered Krisotff didn't help Elsa get home the previous day. "Kristoff, she's—"

"Look," Kristoff said, interrupting his father. He was talking faster than usual. "I know he has probably just missed her, but I can't help worrying. He sounded quite agitated."

"Kristoff—"

"I start work in half an hour. I can't go check on her. Could you?"

"Can I talk now?" Kai asked, hoping he had nothing else to say so he'd listen and stop worrying.

"Yes, sorry. I overslept and I'm in a kind of a hurry."

"Elsa's here. She's fine."

"Here as in… your house?"

"Yes."

"That's odd. She didn't call me to pick her up."

"She travelled on her own." Now that Kai thought about it, he had no idea how Elsa had got home. "She needed your mother's help with something."

"Is everything okay?"

Kai smiled, proud of Kristoff for knowing his sister so well. "Yes. Don't worry."

"Okay, then." He didn't seem to trust him, and Kai couldn't blame him. He was lying through his teeth right then and there after all.

"Tell Elsa to call Marshall, the guy is capable of breaking her door down."

"I suppose you're exaggerating," said Kai, not liking the idea of a violent man near his daughter. "But I'll let her know."

"You clearly don't know Marshall," laughed Kristoff. "Anyway, I've got to go. Tell mum I say 'hi.'" And with that the other line disconnected.

Kai remained where he was thinking about what his son had just told him. He was unsure how to feel about Halkessen. Thinking it was ridiculous to dwell on that while his daughter was waiting for him, he hung up the phone and walked out the house.

"Do you have to go to work?" came Elsa's question as soon as he sat down in front of her.

"Not yet," he said with a smile. "It was your brother. Your friend called him."

"My friend?" said Elsa barely over a whisper.

"Marshall, is it?" He felt bad using the cheap trick-questions he usually asked suspects at the police station with his daughter. But he wanted to see her reaction to the man's name.

To Kai's alarming surprise, Elsa didn't answer. Too stunned about the mention of Marshall's name to speak. A bad sign in Kai's opinion.

"He's worried about you — your friend," he clarified. "He couldn't find you at your place yesterday. Kristoff said you should call him."

Elsa nodded her head slowly, and then once again a bit faster. Kai wasn't sure if she was trying to convince him or herself that she should do it.

"Is everything okay, Elsa?" he dared ask. If there was something going on between them, now was Elsa's perfect time to tell him.

"Yes," she said, a lot more convincingly than he expected. "I'll call him later today. Another game?"

He looked at her for a moment, trying to give her some time to change her mind. After a few seconds in silence, he accepted. Maybe all Elsa needed right at that moment was a distraction.

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At midday, Kai found himself in the kitchen, watching his wife cook, as he wondered if it was a good idea to tell Gerda about his worries. He had no reason to mistrust Elsa's friend after all.

Gerda had insisted the previous night that Elsa's sorrow had been directed to her birth family and her powers. She hadn't mentioned any other person. So, the chances of Halkesen being involved in his daughter's sadness were almost null. Maybe there was no point in bringing him up if they talked about Elsa once again.

"Mum, can I use the wireless phone?"

Elsa's question called Gerda's and his attention. The question itself wasn't strange. Elsa had always asked permission to use every single gadget in the house. It didn't matter how much they had insisted everything in the house belonged to her as much as the rest of the family. She always asked if they were around. Kai remembered considering a sweet gesture at the beginning. But, as the years went by, he began to notice it was more sad than sweet. Even after ten years, Elsa still felt like she had to walk on eggshells around them, as if using a stupid phone could make them stop loving her.

"Of course, dear," said Gerda with a sweet smile. There was a time she'd insisted there was no need for her to ask. But she had stopped trying a few years after he did.

Elsa smiled back to her mother, picked up the phone and walked out the back door to sit on the steps where she sat earlier that morning.

Kai knew who Elsa intended to call, and he couldn't help standing up and walking closer to the counter, nearer the window. He didn't imagine Elsa building up the courage to call her friend so soon. Something in her face that morning had told him she dreaded making that phone call.

But to his surprise, there she was. Maybe he had done the right thing by not telling Gerda about his intuition. Perhaps he had been mistaken and Halkesen was only a really good friend. He hoped that was the case.

He was about to walk back to his place when Elsa's voice called his attention once again. She was speaking louder than before, as if the person on the other line wasn't quite listening to her.

"I wasn't home, Marshmallow," she repeated for a second time.

She was still calling him by his pet name, and that made Kai breath out in relief. He thought it was best to stop prying and sat back down, when he heard another thing that called his attention.

"I'm okay. My hand's okay."

She remained silent for a moment.

"I'm sorry. I know it's not– I'm staying at my parents' house for a while."

She sounded a lot more discouraged than she had just a moment before.

"I don't want to talk about it right now."

Kai watched her run her hand through her hair over and over again as she listened. Elsa's back was to the window, so he couldn't see her face, but he was certain she might have been biting her lip to the point her lower lip started to bleed.

"Just give me a few days, please."

He then noticed that her leg kept bouncing and she couldn't keep the phone on one ear for more than two or three seconds. It didn't take a genius to realise how nervous she was.

"I don't know what you want me to say," he heard her say, even if her voice was muffled by the window pane. "I'm not ready to— Could you please keep this between us?"

At that moment, he knew his intuition had been right all along. Something had happened between them.

"You know where the spare key is."

There was no doubt Elsa still trusted the man. She was willingly giving him access to her house and Kai wasn't sure how to feel about it.

"Marshmallow…" The way she called his name, as well as the deep sadness in her voice, made Kai feel guilty for being eavesdropping. Elsa was talking to this man from the bottom of her heart, he knew that; but a part of him wanted to make sure the man on the other side was not hurting her. So he stayed put. "I'm sorry I—"

She stopped abruptly and looked at the phone in her hand to make sure the call hadn't disconnected. Once she checked the screen, she tried again, "Marshmallow? Marshall?"

It was clear Halkesen had hung up on her.

He watched his daughter put the phone to the side and run her hands through her hair several times. A moment after, she buried her face in her arms, trying in vain to hide her pain.

A part of Kai wanted to go out and hug her, but he knew it would make it obvious he had been listening in on her, and the last thing he wanted was to lose her trust.

"Help me with this, please. And stop listening in on Elsa," Gerda said, calling his attention.

She had been on the other side of the kitchen cooking, with her back turned to him. Up until that moment, he thought he had been discreet enough not to call her attention. But it was clear she had been aware of his whereabouts the whole time. He was glad she hadn't come closer to see what Elsa was doing. He was certain she wouldn't have had the restraint he had, and she'd have gone out to pull their daughter into her arms as soon as Elsa ended her call.

Hoping to give Elsa some deserved privacy, he obeyed his wife and started cutting some vegetables next to her. They worked in silence for a few minutes until Kai's curiosity forced him to ask Gerda a question that had been on his mind since early morning.

"Do you know anything about Jostein's grandson?"

"Jostein… the old logger from the North mountain?" she asked, unsure if they were talking about the same man. "The last time I heard from him he was six or seven years old. He was always running around and exploring the mountain. He used to run errands for us during the summer, remember?"

"I mean now. Do you know anything about him now? He is Elsa's friend, isn't he?"

"You mean Marshall?" Gerda turned to look at him, surprise written all over her face. "It cannot be. Jostein's grandson was this tiny little scamp. The man I met does not fit that description."

"We haven't seen him since he was seven, Gerda. Of course he's not going to look the same. When did you meet him?"

The glance his wife sent his way told him she knew the kid was a grown up man now. But she still didn't believe they were the same person. "We ran into each other the last time I visited Elsa. Are you sure Marshall is little Hålkesen?"

He nodded. As far as he knew only five Hålkesens lived in town. Two of them were brothers. They owned a bar in the outskirts of town and they were not related to Jostein in any way. Jostein had a sister who, as far as he knew, was still alive and living in the city. The same was true about his daughter. And little Hålkesen, he had lived with his mother for a few years until he moved back to his grandfather's cottage. "Didn't he recognise you?"

"I don't think so," said Gerda, trying to remember. "He was only a child when we used to spend our holidays at the cabin. Maybe he doesn't remember us. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious."

"And this curiosity came out of nowhere?" She raised an inquiring eyebrow.

"Elsa was on the phone with him," he admitted, knowing his wife was not going to let him off the hook.

"Stop eavesdropping." Her accusatory tone did nothing but fill him with shame.

"I'm not! I'm just—" He sighed, not knowing how to justify what he had been doing. "It doesn't matter."

"I know you worry about—" The backdoor closing interrupted Gerda and she turned around to look at Elsa.

Kai knew she was even more worried than he was. After all, she was the one who had been by Elsa's side when she broke down. So he waited in silence as she addressed her. To his surprise, she didn't ask anything about Elsa's sombre mood.

"Are you having lunch with us, Elsa? Food will be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"No, thanks," Elsa said with a forced smile.

"You skipped dinner last night, dear."

"I had breakfast earlier. Thank you, Gerda."

Kai looked at Gerda at the mention of her name and he realised she had understood Elsa's hidden plea for her not to insist. She simply nodded once and continued working while Elsa left the kitchen.

Once she was certain Elsa was out of earshot, she turned to him and said, "I worry she might stop taking care of herself. Did she have breakfast today?"

"Just a cup of coffee, for all I know."

"Did you talk to her today?"

"We played chess."

"Is that a yes?"

He wondered if playing a board game even counted. He hadn't tried to talk to her after Kristoff's call and they had only played a few more games before Elsa excused herself and went back inside the house. "Kind of. I tried. I'm not the best father out there. I never know how to ask questions without sounding like I'm interrogating a suspect."

"You're a good father, Kai," Gerda said, as she put her hand on top of his. "You show them you care in a different way, that's all."

Kai wanted to believe her. But, as his children grew older, he realised how much he depended on Gerda to know what to say or do around them.

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Once again, I underestimated the amount of words this chapter would have and I had to cut it in half. For a moment I thought about posting an extremely long chapter, but that would mean I had to delay it for a few more days. And to be honest, I'd rather give you guys something to read in the meanwhile.

This story keeps growing and growing and I fear I can't make it any shorter. Whenever I sit down to write, I have all these things I want to tell and I can't make up my mind, so I end up writing everything down. Sorry about that.

This time, I felt it was time I gave Kai an opportunity to show the way he felt about his family. I feel as if I had given Gerda and the Arendelles more importance than him, but he is one of Elsa's pillars and he deserved some time to shine. I also needed to show Elsa from other people's perspective. A person's sorrow is not something they deal with alone, after all.

Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter. It isn't filled with exciting scenes, but I needed something like this to move the story forward. I apologise in advance for any typos or thing that's out of place. I tried to edit this chapter as best as I could, but it's quite late right now. I'm sure something may have escaped my eye.

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[elsamaren]

Hello "Elsamaren" I am ZAT and I just noticed something curious between the first meeting of Agnaar and Iduna with Elsa and Honeymaren ... and it is that according to the concept of filtered art of frozen 2 young Agnaar was going to attack young Iduna ( with a crossbow), here an Arendelliano was going to attack a Nurldundra, while with Elsa and Honeymaren it was the opposite only here Honeymaren used a cane ... but spoilers! then Elsa attacks them with her magic (I don't know if it is Bruni) gre

I’m pretty sure Elsa doesn’t attack them and it’s either bruni or some other spirit that starts up trouble but that’s a cool comparison!!

[magentacravat]

"PART OF THEM"

It still absurd to me whenever i read articles or when Disney said "Idunna is actually native Northuldran". Like.... Wheeeere?

They portrayed this Northuldran have their own characteristic like higher and prominent cheekbones, wider space between eyes, almond and upturned eyes, wilder nose, stronger jawline, and DARKER SKIN.

And then they show Idunna who is looks like nothing resemble and Northuldran. They tried to show her part of "native" with her darker skin while she was A CHILD like that even not making more laughable.

She have this pretty princess normal Arendelle type face, extremely pale, nothing like the Northuldran. Does our appearance can drastically change depends on where we live? Will i be suddenly have caucasian's characteristic if i ever move to North Europe?

"Skin can be lighter when you grow up."

Yeah, then at least we can see some Northuldran have skin as light as Elsa then, especially since they never got the sun touch all this time.

I also find it so ridiculous for the part when Elsa and Anna said they are part of them and the Northuldran suddenly just accept them and be like "the past is in the past, forget that they betrayed us and tried to colonize us" despite they just reach there not even 10 minutes ago.

It's make me thinking, is that how westerners still see native people? Especially to the place they was trying to colonize?

"We are part of you." Yeah. I think that's the magic words it seems. At least that's what they seems to show in the movie.

Maybe because it's the easiest way to make a community suddenly fond of you and accepting you (althought it's tacky indeed.)

If they stuck like that because Idunna's face already default from F1, they can make the Northuldran's face looks more like Idunna instead. Or maybe making Agnaar's mother as the one from Northuldra considering we never saw her and they have more freedom to create new character. Or just not making them related and completly making Arendelle have redemption arc towards the Nortuldran.

Not like making Idunna as part of the Northuldran despote she doesn't resemble anything from her tribe. What is this? Avatar live action by Night M. Shyamalan?

[belphieslilcow]

i can’t remember my own ocs name 

is it agnarr or agnaar

[stitchkiss]

my ideal casting for frozen

elsa - gina/kourtney

anna - kourtney/kourtney

kristoff - seb or howie

olaf - ricky

hans - ashlyn (she deserves to play a villain)

sven - big red AND antoine (+ ensemble)

weselton - lily

king agnaar - carlos (+ ensemble)

queen iduna - nini (+ ensemble)

grand pabbie - seb or howie (+ ensemble)

ej doesn’t get a role because he’s a director

please don’t make lily elsa,,, kourtney and gina are literally right there,,, ricky has to be olaf because olaf doesn’t have a love interest and ricky needs learn he can be happy without being in a relationship. olaf’s whole thing is platonic love and happiness ricky needs to take a check out of his book

[lelitachay]

I had no idea Dr Octopus was Agnaar LOL. Now I'll never see the king of Arendelle the same 😆

Look I know Mictlan took a literal BABY’s eye and tried to take over the world and Doc Ock dangled old ladies from buildings and toyed with radioactive shit irresponsibly, but Agnarr traumatized his own kids, so.