"Elsa, there's a chocolate shop!" Anna pointed excitedly to said shop.

Elsa chuckled, shaking her head fondly as she followed after the enthusiastic girl. Even without going in, she knew that the chocolates were surely sweet and delicious. At least that was what Belle told her. The door and windows were see-through and the designs of each chocolate were intricate, it was almost a waste to actually eat them.

"Mmm!" Anna hummed as she ate some free samples offered to her by the girl behind the counter. "Elsa, these are so sweet! I love it!"

Seeing Anna act like usual, Elsa was glad for mustering the courage to ask her out. "Save some for me."

"You're just slow," Anna snorted and took the last piece of chocolate bar, biting on the other edge.

The side of Elsa's lips twitched, threatening to form a scowl. Anna really did take all of it. Sort of. Elsa was tempted to take the chocolate bar that the redhead was munching on.

"Here." Anna offered the piece she took a bite from. "I wasn't planning to eat it all, you know?"

Anna expected Elsa to take the chocolate bar, but she, instead, bit on the other end of it. Like this, with her looking like she was feeding Elsa, Anna's thoughts screeched to a halt. She didn't know what was better: if she didn't accept these more-than-friendly feelings and continuously lived in ignorance, or to accept it and continuously live in fear.

Fear of possibly breaking what they already have.

"Wha—!" Elsa gasped, thanking her reflexes for catching the chocolate. "W-Why did you let go? I was only going to take a bite."

"I-It's fine! I ate almost everything anyway! Y-You..." Anna twiddled with her thumbs. "That's the last piece so... it's yours."

Elsa blinked and watched Anna's fingers do the work. She's still uneasy, she thought. It was true that she herself still felt bad about that night in the bar, but she asked Anna out to clear the air between them. Was biting the chocolate too fast? It wasn't something new between them. Anna would shove popcorn inside her mouth, for Pete's sake! Besides, Anna thought she was angry. What better way to prove that she wasn't than to act like she normally did?

"You're right. It's sweet." Elsa ate the rest of the chocolate bar. Maybe a bunch of chocolates will cheer her up, she thought. "I'll go look around. I think I want to buy something." She excused herself and went to check on the other sweets.

Anna watched Elsa disappear behind a shelf. Her entire body was on fire and she was desperate to drink or eat something really cold, but this was a chocolate shop with nothing but solid chocolates around. The only thing she could do was stand in front of the air conditioner and wonder what to do with herself.

How can this woman whom she had known since forever make her heart race so much? They'd seen each other in their most embarrassing state. Why was she nervous? Where did her confidence go when she needed it the most? Just pretend that nothing was up, how hard can that be?!

Get it together, she repeated inside her head.

She couldn't risk telling Elsa the truth. Not when the girl clearly stated how they weren't allowed to fall in love. She had never been one to follow the rules, but Elsa was different. That was why even without confessing, she already knew that her feelings wouldn't be returned.

"No."

"Please?"

"No, Anna."

"You were the one who suggested the theme park!"

Elsa gulped and narrowed her eyes at the monstrosity her best friend liked to call a ride. It was way higher and far more complicated than any kind of roller coaster they had ridden before. Anna had been asking her to ride it together but to no avail.

"You've done it lots of times before!" Anna pointed out, whining.

"Those roller coasters weren't as... high and crazy as this one!" Elsa gestured to the ride. "What if we get stuck on top of that loop?! Or a screw was loose?!"

"They won't open it to the public if it wasn't safe," Anna promised.

"No." Elsa crossed her arms to appear more intimidating. She knew that her riding the roller coaster could help hasten the process of Anna cheering up, but there was absolutely no way she would ride this particular version of it.

Huffing, Anna relented. "Fine. Where do you want to ride?"

Glad that Anna didn't push, Elsa thought it over. They'd been to everything but three. The roller coaster was out of the option, and so she chose to go with one of the two. "That." Elsa pointed to one ride.

"What?!" Anna's jaw dropped. "Elsa, I'd hardly call that a ride!"

"It is a ride. You asked where I want to ride, and my answer is the carousel."

Anna's face screamed disgust, but Elsa didn't change her mind. She knew that the shorter girl was fine with anything but the carousel. Still. She couldn't resist the urge to tease. Anna had always been forcing her to extreme rides, and though Elsa wasn't exactly planning to ride the carousel, it was fun seeing Anna have an internal debate with herself.

"Okay."

Elsa blinked. "What?"

"You want the carousel? Let's go ride the carousel!" Anna pumped her fist in the air and walked towards the boring ride.

Jaw slackening, Elsa remained implanted on the ground until Anna was close enough to the gate of the merry-go-round. "A-Anna, we don't have to!" Elsa bellowed out as she ran towards the girl, halting Anna in the process.

"Why not? You said you want to."

"That's... But you don't like carousels."

"Do you want to ride it or not?"

When Elsa didn't say anything, a gentle smile graced Anna's lips before she grabbed Elsa's hand and dragged her to the ride. There was a familiar static that shocked her nerves, but this time she knew what it was. It wasn't because of some carpeted flooring or because she was hungry. It was because she was holding Elsa. It was almost strange and laughable in a way. She was teaching Elsa how to treat a girl right, but now, she was starting to think that was wrong. She wanted Elsa to be treated right. It was Elsa who deserved every love, every touch, every caress, and all the sweetness in the world.

"Why am I the one sitting here?" Elsa held on to the edge of the seat as Anna placed her on the coach-looking chair befitting for a princess.

"Because the other horses are occupied."

"You're riding on one," Elsa deadpanned.

"I want to ride this because it's the only one that moves!" Anna swayed her legs back and forth, eyes focused on Elsa alone. Seriously. How can admitting to herself that she was in love with Elsa make the blonde a thousand times more beautiful than before?

Elsa, on the other hand, was doing her best not to shuffle on her seat. It was a boring ride, but the way Anna gazed at her with that look sent her mind in its own merry-go-round. In her mind, she wanted to see the redhead sitting in this very chair. She was certain that the girl would fit perfectly because she was cuter and far more charming. Surely, she'd fit the role of a princess more than Elsa would.

"And here I thought you were conscious about everything that involves sports or exercise," Elsa giggled.

"Oh shush! This isn't a real horse and this entire thing goes around so slow, I can barely sweat. I'd hardly call this exercise."

"Riiiight."

Hearing the playful lilt on Elsa's voice, Anna adjusted on the horse and looked straight ahead, unable to look at Elsa. What am I going to do, she asked herself. She knew she had to stop these feelings, but she couldn't. It was wrong, but it felt so right. It was unsettling, but she liked it.

"By the way," Elsa began. "Why are you calling me 'Elsa'?"

"W-What?" Anna stuttered, inwardly cursing at Elsa's amazing observational skills. "You said we don't have to call each other pet names all the time!"

"Ever since that night?" Elsa wondered. "You stopped calling me 'Elsie' when I dragged you out of that club. Does it have something to do with...?"

"N-No, no!" Anna finally looked at her reluctantly. The truth was that she didn't want to call Elsa by her nickname anymore solely because it reminded her of the fact that they were best friends. "I mean I did something... bad, but it wasn't because of that. I just missed calling you by your real name, that's all."

"Oh," Elsa breathed. Silence settled between them as they simply stared at each other. "Okay, uhm... I see."

"R-Right."

Tearing her gaze away, Anna decided to focus at an empty spot in front of her. Elsa didn't, though. She couldn't put her finger on it, but there was something off. Her heart swelled at the fact that the girl missed saying her real name, but there was something odd about the excuse. Two reasons, actually. For one, Anna stuttered while explaining something simple. Two, Anna's face was beet red.

"I didn't realize you love my name so much," Elsa blurted, highly amused when the beet red turned a darker shade of crimson.

"W-What?!" Anna spluttered. "That's... yeah! Yeah, I do!" she agreed, and it was Elsa's turn to blush. Well, that quickly backfired on me, she thought. "Have you listened to your name at all?! It's the most beautiful and unique name ever! I don't know any other Elsa, and I'm going to keep calling you that because it sounds nice and comfortable when it rolls off my tongue!"

Elsa's mouth slightly parted, her eyes settling on Anna who was now breathing heavily. She was only vaguely aware of how the other people were now looking at them. The usual accompany of uneasiness when strangers looked at her was gone. It didn't matter that they now knew her name because, at that moment, she could only see and focus on was Anna.

"T-Thank you?" The answer came out as a question because Elsa wasn't sure what was going on.

Anna blinked a few times, almost surprised by the sudden outburst herself. She looked around the place to see how the people were looking at them. Then, if possible, her face blew up some more along with her ears and neck.

Deciding to give the girl a break, Elsa spoke. "I like 'Anna' too. It's simple and easy to remember, but it's also very beautiful. It doesn't stand out like the other names, but I'd pick it any day."

"Wha...?" Anna blinked, twice. "Y-You're just lazy to remember other names!"

"I'm serious." Elsa grinned. "I think 'Anna' is a beautiful name. Even more than 'Elsa'." Wherever the burst of confidence for compliments came from, Elsa didn't know. But with Anna nearly dissolving into a blubbering mess, she couldn't stop.

For about two minutes.

"I love my name too." Anna grinned and jumped off the horse. She held on to the chair that Elsa was sitting on and leaned closer, looking at her dead in the eye. "But I love it even more when you're the one saying it." She winked playfully, and then she made a beeline to the gates of the now-steady carousel, leaving a frozen Elsa behind.