#i totally think this can work as a premise of my Emergence fic hahaha

[justlookatthosesausages]

Prompt: Elsa doesnt realize her feeling for Maren but the spirits are like: you dont know? We're basically empathetically linked so yea let us tell you that you are so whipped for Maren.

(This is hilarious help sfhsdjkgkl)

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Elsa dreamily smiled as she stared at Honeymaren walk away from her and the shore to the other people of the tribe, bringing the baskets of berries that her and the Snow Queen had picked in bushes down the river and brought with the help of Nokk. It had been a plentiful harvest and the blonde admired the undeniable strength of Honeymaren to be able to lift both the baskets on her own, because they were really heavy. Indeed, when she passed it over a smiling Sami man, his expression changed to amazement when he felt the weight of it. All the Northuldra thanked and congratulated Honeymaren on her incredible efficiency that morning, saying they were set for the whole week with such a loot, and the brunette modestly lifted her hands and pointed at behind her shoulder. Elsa lifted her eyebrows as she now saw the Sami people look at her from where they were and smiled, some even bowing in a thank you and others outright giving a sign of blessing for being fed with the help of the Fifth Spirit. 

Elsa smiled bashfully and waved an awkward hand. However, her cheeks filled with an intense blush when Honeymaren turned around with a bright and proud smile. Elsa’s heartbeat even doubled in rhythm, and she felt like Gale had just picked her up from the ground to fly in the clouds when the brunette and her locked their eyes, despite the distance. The Snow Queen looked around in confusion but the Wind Spirit wasn’t there. Weird. 

Nokk nudged her shoulder with their muzzle all of a sudden, and Elsa startled at the touch. She had completely forgotten that the horse was still next to her. 

“Y-yeah, we’re leaving.” She muttered, her voice a bit lost, her eyes still fixed on where Honeymaren was, and now was walking to the camp with the others. 

It amused Nokk, and they nuzzled her shoulder a second time. 

“Hey! I said we’re leaving, alright? I know you want to go back to that lake, I could feel your excitement when we passed by it on the way.” 

The water horse shook their head to indicate that it wasn’t the reason of their tease. Elsa frowned. “What, you don’t want to anymore? Gee, you really change your mood as fast as-- What?” 

Nokk had neighed in their magical way, with a sound that echoed like a whale call. It sounded like a laugh, and it confused Elsa. She frowned as she deciphered the feeling it transferred to her mind and heart, the process she went through when she communicated with the Spirits. 

“You love me?” Repeated the Snow Queen, confused at the term she translated from them. Then she thought more about it. “No, you said... Lover... In love?” 

She gave Nokk a look, then her eyes snapped wide. “Wh- That’s- NO! No I’m not- no, you’re ridiculous...” 

Now the Water Spirit neighed in a happy tone, and the sound they make clearly sounded like the sound Elsa knew meant “Honeymaren”. She blushed, her eyebrows knotting in embarrassement and her mouth wrinkling in a pout. 

“Stop that immediately. This is not what you think, I was just checking that she brought the baskets safely--” 

Nokk neighed loudly at the ‘think’ word, their icy front hooves lifting to slam the grass in what definitely was a burst of laughter. 

Elsa clenched her fists and stretched her arms along her body, about to reply and deny, but another thought coming from the horse interrupted her. 

“We’re in your mind. So we know what you think.” Said the Water Spirit mentally. 

The blonde blinked, embarrassed to the point where her cheeks and ears were on fire. Her heart sped up again.  

“We know what you think” Expressed another emotion coming from behind her, or more accurately in between her legs, as a tiny salamander dashed in zig zags to join Nokk’s sass. 

Then Bruni climbed on her leg and seemed to look at her with a very-aware stare. Elsa was admirative of his cleverness but also sincerely wanted to toss him with a jolt of the leg and send him up in the sky violently. Right when she was about to scold him for encouraging the teasing horse, a twirl in her hair made her realize that Gale had arrived too, and a rumble reverberating in her feet - or rather, her foot, for she was shaking the leg where Bruni was nudging his tiny paws along her tibia - announced that the Giants had joined the mocking party. 

“Stop! All of you!!” Groaned Elsa. “I am not in love with her, this is just stupid!” 

But the Spirit kept teasing her. She forced herself to find arguments. “I was simply looking after her! It’s just... Care, okay?” 

One of the Giants snorted. “Care. Just like time when you looked her climb.” He mentally reminded. 

“Or like time when you look her spear fishing.” Neighed Nokk happily, and Elsa swore she saw them wriggling eyebrows that didn’t even exist on their face. 

“Or like time when you looked her run in fields!” Joyfully added Bruni, speeding up his pawing as to imitate the bucolic run. 

Elsa gulped and looked at each one of them, her reply stuck in her throat. She was a bit angry at how they had been spying on her, and then realized that they actually hadn’t; it was due to their mental connection and the fact they spent a lot of time together. 

They all felt that she got it now, and Gale playfully tried to lift her out of the ground. Elsa groaned as she felt the tug. She slammed both her heels on the grass and froze her ankles in place to make sure that she would stay down. 

“Is everything alright?” 

Elsa screamed in fright at the sudden voice that had appeared behind her. She practically twirled around when she recognized the voice, but she was stuck at the feet, and lost her balance miserably. She stood up in a jolt, quickly melted the holds and pushed Gale away with one hand, while she used the other to pass it in her hair and dust her clothes, which made no sense. 

“H-heeey!” She smiled nervously. 

Honeymaren frowned at Elsa’s state, and the latter rose her hands awkwardly. “Everything’s alright, yes. Don’t worry.”  

The brunette arched an eyebrow, in between amusement and curiosity. “I’m not worried. I’m just wondering why all the Spirits are around you.” 

Elsa gulped. She looked around and it was true and oppressive: they all were standing there, staring at her and then at Honeymaren and then at her again. 

“We’re just... Hanging around. Nothing much.” Pretended the Snow Queen. “We’re about to go on a ride. Right, guys?” She added, clenching her teeth.  

Gale and Nokk moved around and she thought for a moment that they had played along, sighing internally in relief, when suddenly she felt them both push her back forward. Elsa stumbled a bit and she now was standing right in front of Honeymaren, really close, and she blushed furiously. 

The brunette noticed and smiled. Thankfully, she wasn’t sarcastic and rather soft. “I think they want you to come and eat. They care about your health, you know.” 

“Y-yeah, they sure do...” Murmured Elsa, her voice a bit mushy at the brunette’s suggestion. 

The Northuldra turned around, indicating to follow her. The blonde waited a bit to keep some distance between them and not be intrusive. 

Honeymaren had made a few steps when suddenly Gale made a whistling sound. She lifted her eyebrows at the noise and turned around. 

Elsa gasped, her face was as red as a tomato. “IT WASN’T ME, I SWEAR.”