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[justlookatthosesausages]

Is Hans in frozen 2?

Nope, it was all fake rumors.

He's only mentioned, and mocked, and Elsa destroys as memory statue of him as she walks by it lol

[myrthena]

Hi, I was really inspired by your amazing art of Elsa with short hair and I was curious to see what she'd look like in CGI form. I think she really suits it! These the first time I've tried to edit something so not the best. Please don't feel obliged to reply!

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I accidentally clicked post on this without replying but this is AMAZING!!! Thank you! @frozenlover2005 💖💖💖

[snowycrocus]

Frozen Fanfiction “Such a Cost” Ch.7

Elsa Sacrifices her Magic to Save Anna

Start with these first:  part one   part two   part three   part four   part five part six

Finished this a lot earlier than anticipated! Sooo excited to hear what you think...now the plot thickens (though maybe it was already pretty thick) and I do believe that you may see where this is leading now...let me know!

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Did it hurt, she wondered?

Her slender fingers burn with the biting cold but she forces them back into the ground to mold themselves around yet another snowball.

It hurt when her powers were ripped from her. She told Anna she doesn't remember, but she only said that because it sounds better than "it felt like my soul was being torn out through my skin."

She cups her hands to pack the small flakes together into a recognizable shape. But the snow isn't the right consistency, and it flakes off the sides, so she digs her hands in again.

Did Olaf feel it when she gave up her magic? Did he feel his snowy soul torn out of his snowy body? Or was it more of a numb disintegration?

No gloves. She doesn't need them, she tells herself, even after the stinging and burning goes away to be replaced by a frozen numbness. She tries to flex and bend them and it's hard. It hurts.

And Marshmallow had been so big, she remembers fondly. Did he fall from that height into pieces, she wonders, falling to the snow-covered ground with earth-shattering thumps?

She painfully forces her fingers to curl and scoops yet another crumbly snowball. The pain is gone now, replaced by deathlike numbness. The cold can't hurt her now. Just like before.

Before....

She places the most recent snowball on top of the other two bigger ones. They're lopsided, uneven. Pieces that didn't stick properly slide down. She looks around for some sticks for arms but can't find any.

She settles on some black pebbles she finds.

At least he's got eyes, she thinks, walking away and cradling her stiff, dripping, numb hands.

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Apparently it was a bad idea to pour hot water over her freezing hands.

But they had been so cold, so stiff, and hot is good against cold, right?

But maybe it was too much, the near-boiling water droplets still steaming off her now-thawed hands, because her skin has turned red and raw and the numbing coldness has been replaced by a terrible burning sensation.

She feels like she'll never get the hang of having to regulate her own body temperature.

Once she has the use of her fingers once more, she proceeds with the task of containing her long, chestnut locks into a bun.

She misses her braid. She tried it, once, after the change. But it wasn't her anymore. That braid was for Elsa, the Snow Queen.

Besides, she can't freeze her bangs back anymore, and it's a daily struggle to secure them so they don't hang in her eyes.

She should just cut them, she knows, but she cannot bear the thought and embarrassment of asking someone to cut one of her old key features.

So a work-like bun it must be. She painstakingly twists her hair until it's just the right shape and size at the nape of her neck, taking care to secure it properly with a handful of scalp-piercing pins so her bangs don't get in the way.

There. Done. She sighs at her reflection in the mirror. She looks like she did in the Before, when her powers hadn't yet been revealed. Hopeless.

And tired. There are dark bags under her eyes that won't be hidden by makeup no matter how much she tries. It reminds her of mother, after... everything happened with her as a child. The deep, haunted look and sad exhaustion she carried with her. It was from the consequences of her powers that her mother wore that look.

Her mother died searching for answers for her.

Maybe, Elsa thinks, reaching for one more pin for a flyaway piece of hair, it's not the searching that will kill her, but the answer she chose.

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Alliances remain stable.

She blinks at the report from one of her spies once more and releases a breath she hadn't known she was holding. With her powers gone and Arendelle now reliant on their tiny and yet-untested military, she and her advisors had been most concerned about the possibility of attack.

In the Before, when she had had her powers, she had never truly considered her ability to protect her country. Now, with them gone, she realizes just what a wild card she had held in her very hands.

But that card had been played; forfeited to the bottom of the pile to never be drawn again.

But so far, things were looking consistent. She trusted her spies and the news they sent. She wished she could use her spies everywhere; send them places and let them visit and talk to people in her place so that she never had to leave the safe space of her bedroom and office once more.

She couldn't believe she would think that - she never wanted to be confined to such small quarters after having lived such a restricted life as a child and young woman.

But now, the desire to stay hidden wasn't due to the need to hide her magic - it was the need to escape the constant scrutiny and reminders of what she had lost.

Her council didn't seem to hold her in high regard anymore. They had begun to talk over her in meetings, wouldn't heed her opinions. It seemed that as a woman, she had only been respected before due to the danger and threat of her magic.

All her staff and guards would still stare. She couldn't escape their gazes, the mixed looks of sympathy and curiosity.

Outside the castle was the worst. Some would stare, others would point, and perhaps worst of all was that most didn't even recognize her. She never wanted the fame, didn't like being looked at or bowed to obsequiously all the time. But it made her physical changes all the more obvious when people ignored her in the streets or even bumped into her, oblivious to the guards around her or her high-class attire.

If she didn't feel like herself, and didn't look like herself...who was she? She didn't know anymore.

She threw herself into her work to distract herself at all costs. Work made her feel like nothing had ever changed, and she could simply immerse herself in numbers and treaties and contracts.

But what she hadn't realized was that containing her powerful, unruly magic had taken up a great deal of her mental strain. Keeping her powers controlled had occupied her. Now that that need was gone, that part of her mind roamed freely, flitting instead between what she had lost and guilt over feeling like she had lost something when she had in fact gained back her sister.

She shook her head to attempt to clear her swarming thoughts of despair and dipped her pen into the inkwell. She tried to keep her hands from shaking as she wrote her thanks to her spy with instructions to continue his espionage.

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"They're gone?"

"Completely."

"Are you sure?"

"I am." He nods curtly, his thin lips broadening into a sly smile.

"So she's normal? Not a threat?"

He raises one eyebrow. "Normal? No, never has been, you know what I've said on that matter. In terms of a threat? No, there is none." He meets the other's gaze and taps the table with a single finger to emphasize each word. "Powerless. Defenseless. Vulnerable."

The other man rises, drawing a pin from a small box on his desk and sticks it triumphantly into a spot on the military map.

Arendelle.

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Alright, so someone tell me you see where this is going now. 😂 Thank you all sooooo much for reading. I love you all and love to hear what you think. Also, I miiiiight be able to have the next chapter up in a week or two.

Tagging readers of previous chapters:

@everrealmdweller @wintermoonqueen @justlookatthosesausages @above-d-clouds @humster-inside @lelitachay @maregnbue @superstarfishy97 @ellacarter13 @wintermoonqueen @ilongtogointotheunknown @welovefrozenfanfiction @egoeas @frozenlover2005 @the-sky-is-awake @arendelve @habibi18 @etienna @aqueenthatisfrozen @frozen-heart101 @melody-fox @frozenartscapes @butimaloneandfree @wandering-bard-from-the-id

[swimmingnewsie]

Memories (Third Sister AU)

Look who’s back out here writing third sister au fic? KARI IS BACK KIDS.

Don’t know what the third sister au is? Start here

Thanks to @frozenlover2005 for inspiring me to get back to work on this AU and @vannminner and @lelitachay for listening to me ramble while I worked on this fic. Without further ado, let’s get started!

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“Annie?”

Anna’s eyes opened wide, startled by a soft voice. It was late, far past when Anna would have normally gone to bed. But she had wanted to catch up on some of the monotonous paperwork. It wasn’t particularly stressing, but going through 30 documents wasn’t exactly rejuvenating either. Her little sister Kari was standing in the doorway, looking far more exhausted and worried than any 14-year-old should be. 

“Little bit,” Anna sighed, putting her reading glasses on the desk. “What are you still doing up? It’s late.”

Kari moved slowly inside Anna’s study, rubbing at her eyes. “I- I had a nightmare. I just wanted to see you were okay. And you weren’t in your bed or in the stables with Kristoff and I was worried.” She was trembling, her breathing a bit ragged. “And now I’ve seen you and you’re fine and I’ll go back to bed and I’m sorry for bugging you.”

That caused Anna to get up right away. “Oh no you don’t, bit. Come here.” Anna had done this dance many times with Elsa; Kari wasn’t getting away that easily. She wrapped her arms around her sister, rubbing soft circles into her back. “I was just about to go to bed. How about you sleep in my bed tonight?”

Kari nodded slowly. It was clear her little sister didn’t want to be alone right now. “Come on, let me change and we can get settled in.”

Slowly but surely, Anna and Kari were settled into Anna’s bed. Kari was still tense, but clearly didn’t want to talk about whatever dream she had. It was time to bring out the big guns. “Cuddle close, scooch in,” she murmured, pulling Kari close. 

“Where the north wind meets the sea…” Anna sang their mother’s lullaby, content that Kari’s shoulders began to soften. She traced a gentle finger down Kari’s face. It didn’t lull her to sleep immediately like it did her and Elsa, but she was far calmer. Anna’s eyes drifted shut, mirroring Kari’s.

“Annie?”

“Mhm?” she hummed softly.

“Do you think Mama would be mad at me?”

That question caught her off guard. While their mother had been a frequent topic since Elsa and her journeyed to the enchanted forest, she couldn’t imagine any reason Kari would think this. Kari might not have been with them, but she was a brave and fearless leader to their people while her older sisters we gone. If anything, their mother would be proud, not angry.

“Of course not, little bit. What would make you think that?”

Kari shut her eyes tight. “I have trouble remembering. I don’t remember what she sounded like anymore. It’s hard to remember her hugs or kisses or anything anymore.” Tears slipped from her eyes. “I don’t want to forget but, but-”

“Oh, Kari,” Anna soothed, holding her sister even tighter. “You were little, honey.”

“Not that little! I was seven! I should be able to remember!” Tears fell faster and harder down Kari’s face. “I don’t want to forget!” she sobbed. Kari buried her head in Anna’s chest, desperate for her sister’s comfort. They stayed like that for several minutes, Anna letting Kari cry herself out. 

Soon enough her sobs settled long enough for Anna to let go for a second. She gave her sister a kiss on the head before releasing from the hug. “I think I know something that might help.”

Anna got out of bed and opened the top drawer of her dresser. She grabbed a familiar piece of maroon fabric and brought it over to the bed. She pressed it to her own face, feeling the nostalgia wave over her. She then wrapped it around the teenager’s shoulders. 

Kari’s face softened, taking in the smell and the feel of the scarf. “It’s almost like she’s still with us,” she whispered.

Anna nodded, pulling the scarf closer around her arms. “Close your eyes." 

Kari did as she was told, her exhaustion starting to catch up again. Anna walked around the bed, and wrapped her arms around Kari, hugging her from behind. "It feels like she’s here, holding me,” she whispered, a few more tears falling from her face. “I miss her, Annie.”

Anna nodded slowly. “Me too, little bit.”

“Do you… do you think I could go to the forest with you soon?” Kari asked, laying her head on Anna’s shoulder.

Anna nodded, running a hand through her sister’s messy hair. “I think we could manage that. I’m sure Elsa would be happy for us to come to her for once.”

Kari smiled thinking of her sister and the forest. “I want to talk to Elder Yelena. I wanna know more about where we came from. More about Mama.”

“I think that would be a wonderful idea. I’ll send a note with Gale in the morning.” Anna kissed her sister’s head again. “But in the meantime, we need to sleep,” she said, moving so they could lay down. Kari nodded in agreement, curling up against Anna’s chest.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime, little bit.”

[justlookatthosesausages]

But shouldn't Olaf get the throne since he's technically Elsa's son and therefore 1st in line lol just imagine though ... King Olaf

Is there even anyone in Arendelle who wants that hahahahaha

[justlookatthosesausages]

For some reason I absolutely love the way Elsa says ‘with you?’ And ‘I know what you’re doing’ beautiful

She’s such a cutie patootie and I’m so happy that Frozen 2 demonstrates that in a daily life context ahhhh my HEART

That “[Something’s wrong] With you?” is adorable yet heartbreaking because she genuinely thought that Anna stepped into the room to confess and not to check up on her I just... shdjdgfhdsg MY BABIES they’re so concerned about the other that they often forget their own state 

and that “I know what you’re doing” with a sing-song voice when Anna stroke her nose is adorable and melts my soul because it’s sweet and a bit sarcastic too 

and then thanks to that stroke SHE GENUINELY FALLS ASLEEP WITH A SMILE ON HER LIPS AHHHH????? 

am I even ready for this movie - the answer is no

[justlookatthosesausages]

Hey I have a frozen prompt... Friday the 13th. You decide what happens, maybe the girls are stuck by bad luck all day but at the end of the day find out that it was Olaf because he read a book in the library about it. That’s just an idea though. You can decide. Please don’t feel any pressure about any of this.

“No, no no no nononono!!” Exclaimed Elsa, trying to freeze the inkwell in its mid-air fall, but it was useless.

It splashed all over her paperwork, ironically only the left pile of papers, which was the one of the finished mail.

The Queen clenched her eyes shut as the ink silently stained the capital contracts definitely. Biting her lip, she clenched her hand and tried to remain calm, or else the whole study would get covered with ice in an instant. Elsa opened her eyes and frowned at the fell inkwell, closing it and discarding it in a drawer, trying not to stain her fingers.

What was wrong with her today? The day went well and Elsa had never been this unlucky. However, nothing was disturbing her, her thoughts were focused, and her mood great; then why was she so clumsy? She could almost be a competitor to Anna’s natural awkwardness. Yet, Elsa always took double or triple care when using her ink and pen during paperwork. How could this happen?

The blonde mumbled and stood up, opening a closet where she kept all of her stationery. She carefully picked up a new inkwell, and was about to put it on the end of her desk, but missed the edge and it fell off her hand, twirling to the floor. Just like a toast always fall with the jam side down, the inkwell cheerfully did a front flip and hit the carpet, its cork popping open and all of the ink spilling deep inside the fabric.

“Oh now you’ve got to be kidding me.” 

Elsa inhaled a long time, shaking and just about to scream a list of swear words. Snowflakes appeared in the air near her head, and she exhaled as she waved her hand to melt them.

It seemed like it had all began once the evening started. A series of clumsy or unlucky events, and Elsa was done with it. She needed to be efficient, she wanted to be efficient, and go to sleep early for once, but life had decided otherwise. 

“Is it because I work late?” Grumbled the blonde, picking up the mess. “Is that how the gods punish me??” She sighed, only half-joking.

Right at this moment, she heard a knock at the door, and recognized the rhythm of it. 

“Come in, Anna”, invited the Queen without even turning her head.

Anna stepped in, close the door behind her, took a few steps in the study, and… Tripped on the carpet and feel head first to the floor. 

There was a big noise when whatever she had been holding shattered on the carpet, staining it even more - which, thought Elsa on the moment between fear of Anna’s state and exasperation, didn’t matter anymore - putting what looked like milk, glass, ceramic and chocolate everywhere. 

Elsa gave her sister a hand as she stood up. “Are you okay?”

“I’m so, so sorry- Yeah, I’m fine, it’s just… Have you changed the position of your carpet?”

The blonde sighed, closing her eyes and pinching the top of her nose. “It’s alright, it’s not your fault. And no, this carpet hasn’t moved since… Well, actually since forever. I think it was its last day of service today.” She added, shoulders down with aggravation. 

Anna frowned. “How come I never stumbled over it, then? In all the evenings I bring you food while you work…”

Elsa picked up the snacks she had prepared for her and put them back on the tray that had fell down. “It appears that this evening is not like the others.”

The Princess turned to her as she picked up the mugs and food as well. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know… I spilled ink everywhere. Twice. It’s starting to get on my nerves. Blame the date, or the full moon, whatever. I’m in bad luck.”

Anna chuckled as they stood up. “What, don’t tell me that you’re superstitious?”

The elder shrugged. “You know I tend to see bad signs everywhere.” 

Her sister didn’t reply anything. Instead, it was like she just had a revelation; like it genuinely explained everything that had happened to her as well. 

“Now that you mention it, I did feel unlucky too…” 

Elsa lifted hopeful and relieved eyes to her. “You did??”

“Yeah, I broke like, 3 vases today.”

“That’s usual for you”, noted Elsa, unimpressed. 

“No, wait, I mean, 3 vases since the night has fallen.”

The night had barely just started a hour ago, and it was still the beginning of the evening. The two sisters exchanged a meaningful glance. 

“Are you saying…”

“You mean…”

Both looked through the window and stared at the moon, with squinting eyes and an angry yet worried look, and there was a silence. 

“That’s creepy…” Whispered Anna. “Do you think this night is haunted? Friday 13th AND a full moon?” 

There was another silence, when suddenly the bells of the clock in Elsa’s study struck the hour, and the two sisters jumped of fear with a gasp. 

Elsa slapped Anna’s arm with a frown, blushing. “Stop saying scary stuff!! You’re driving me crazy.”

Anna chuckled as an apology, and they tried to return to what they were doing.

“The carpet needs to be changed”, said Elsa out loud, taking a mental note for herself. 

“How is work? How are the contracts going?” Inquired Anna.

“Really great, until I ruined it all and now I have to start everything again.”

“You didn’t ruin everything”, smiled Anna to be supportive.

“It’s still two hours of work vanishing away”, sighed the elder. 

“Come on, I’ll help you wri-aAHH!” 

Anna had just jumped on one of the chairs facing Elsa’s desk, and the legs had briskly broke, the wood cracking on the four of them simultaneously. It was so surprising and impossible that Elsa gasped of panic. 

“SEE? That’s another sign. Now I can’t unsee it. This evening has got to be haunted.”

Anna puffed as she stood up and rubbed her back. “Don’t be silly. I always jump to sit on this chair, and this time was like, the one time too many.” 

She picked up the broken parts. “Maybe we should take care of this now. You’re so nervous, I think you need a break. Ha, break? See? Puns. Anyway, if we go to the kitchens now, I can make you another snack.”

“That’s a really good idea, thank you.” Nodded Elsa. 

They left the room and went down the stairs, Elsa holding the tray of food and Anna the broken chair. 

“Oh, I just understood the pun. Break, as in, the broken chair.” Snorted the elder.

Anna had an amused smile. “It took you a while... Yep, you really need a break.”  

They had reached the end of the stairs, when suddenly they heard a loud and grim laughter in front of them, and it echoed down the corridor. Elsa instantly placed a hand and soon half her body in front of Anna, almost dropping the tray in the process. The redhead was touched by the gesture, but stood still in fear. In fact, Elsa was not more reassured either. 

“What the hell was that?!”

[justlookatthosesausages]

I really want to see the full deleted scene of when anna grabbed Kristoff's sword that was shown in the trailers

I’m pretty sure it’s not a scene at all. Firstly because it makes no sense on why Kristoff brought a weapon with him, and second because it’s obvious that they used that ‘fake’ shot of Anna using a sword to tease us saying ‘Anna will use a sword in Frozen 2! Just so you wait!’ and it’s not a lie because she does, but it’s an ice sword, and showing it in the trailer already would have been very spoilery :)

[justlookatthosesausages]

Hey, if you’re still taking them, here’s a prompt. Please feel no pressure of course. How about the leaked pic of Iduna kissing Elsas hand? A little Drabble around that if you’ve not done already?

“Mama?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

Iduna turned around from the window she had been staring through, admiring the northern lights. Her dreaming smile vanished when she saw Elsa’s expression. She was nervous, and clenching her hands together. Iduna walked to the bed her daughter was sitting on, and gently sat next to her. 

“What is it, Elsa?” Worried Iduna.

“I’m magic like the magical land, right?”

It was an odd question, but the mother smiled anyway. “Yes.”

“But Papa said that there suddenly was danger, and that something went wrong in that land. Am I dangerous too?”

Iduna’s heart sinked at that sentence, and bit her lips at the little princess’ cleverness. However, Elsa wouldn’t hurt a fly. 

“No, of course not, sweetheart.”

Elsa’s eyes lowered down, staring at her bed sheets.

“And do you… Despite my powers, do you love me completely?”

Iduna smiled at the choice of words. She also noticed that Elsa was whispering very lowly, and understood that it was to not wake up her sister who was sleeping in the same bedroom, snoring loudly on the opposite bed. Anna however was deep into slumber and she didn’t risk to awake her. But Elsa was so adorable doing so, that Iduna didn’t want to make her change her tone. The blonde cared about Anna so much that she made sure she slept properly every night. She cuddled closer to the little girl.

“Elsa, of course I love you completely. I love ever single bit of you. Every…” She interrupted herself to take her daughter’s cheeks in her hands. “…Bit…” She kissed Elsa’s hair and forehead, and the girl giggled. “…Of…” Iduna kissed Elsa’s cheek. “…You.” She ended taking Elsa’s hands, and delicately kissed her fingers.

Elsa’s face went from giggles to a fond look, and she looked at her mom with tender eyes. 

“Your father and I love you very much, sweetheart.” Smiled Iduna, copying Elsa’s whispering level. 

The little blonde had a cute smile at the corner of her lips, and finally it spreaded all around her face, cheeks full. She stood up on the bed and launched herself in her mom’s arms, and hugged her tight. Elsa was so little that even standing up on the sheets, her head as at the level of Iduna’s who was sit. 

“You’re still young, Elsa.” Muttered Iduna softly on her shoulder. “There’s still so much for you to learn about your magic.”

Elsa stepped back from the hug to look at her mother, hands on her shoulders. She wore that cute thinking pout that the Queen loved to see on her face, often seen when she was working along her father.

“Do you think that the river, up that northern land, has answers about my magic?”

Iduna smiled. “This, and a lot more, I’m sure of it.”

[justlookatthosesausages]

(Sorry for spam) I also love how Elsa raises her arms and her hands as if to say ‘WHAT’ to the voice before her hair flip ahhhhhhh I’m in love

(You can spam me anytime about movies haha) 

Hahahaha true, she’s like ‘Come face me you little b*tch’ lol 

she’s SO 100% done with it she could have slapped that voice if she could

[justlookatthosesausages]

Ok so now I’m probably going tooooo much into it. But in the charades scene I think the characters are subtlety stating their opinions on themselves. Elsa: ‘Unredeemable monster’ - well this ones obvious Kristoff: ‘The worst mistake of your life’ - his anxiety about his relationship with Anna (which is later shown). I believe he does say later after a few more failed proposals ‘Maybe we’re not meant to be’. Maybe even a bit of foreshadowing there Or maybe they’re just innocent guesses

Didn’t she say “Abominable monster”? I thought it was a fun nod to the fact it’s a mythological being that lives in high mountains… Idk maybe it was my non-english native ear

And actually I thought that Kristoff was shading Hans there. It’s gonna be the running gag all along the movie: Anna and him keep miscommunicating and talking about how Anna’s choices impacted her in the past

[justlookatthosesausages]

Im assuming the fire and ice musical piece is when Elsa's fighting the fire... i mean it is intense damn

It’s pretty obvious yeah XD You can also tell which parts are shots on Bruni because the little melody of his tiny foot steps is both cute and sounds dangerous lol

[justlookatthosesausages]

But is anyone talking about how Kristoff went from ‘I’m gonna tell this snowman that heat kills him’ (only to be stopped by Anna) to ‘I got you’ to Olaf

They’ve become such good buds in 3 years, I love it too!

[justlookatthosesausages]

So in the preview of the next right thing- after Anna jumps she looks in pain then for a split second her expression is shock then goes back to pain. And after it looks like she’s limping and holding onto the wall. Maybe she got injured?

Well, as fierce as she is, she probably got injured during her adventure, and I noticed that as well. HEAL OUR PRECIOUS BEAN PLEASE

[justlookatthosesausages]

Omg the Japanese trailer giving us the first half of the song and unseen footage and then the sneak peaked of the songs and then another sneak peak omg Disney really are spoiling us omg

They are giving us stuff but not in a complete way, it’s like they’re throwing some confettis in a parade and we are all running after them trying to catch the confetti lol clever marketing there guys

[justlookatthosesausages]

I hope you have a wonderful Christmas 🎄❄️

Thank youuu! You too!!