A/N: I know, I know. This update is way past due. I'm actually pretty horrible with updates these days. But I'm not abandoning this story. I'll keep updating, though they may come months apart at a time. I apologize for my sucky habits. Anyways, the two-shot vote won. I'm sorry to those who wanted 50 one-shots. Maybe I'll make a sequel to this with 25 more one-shots to keep everyone happy. Also, yes, my username is a Panic! at the Disco reference. Thank you for noticing. Enough with my rambling. On to the chapter!

The sun was shining. The birds were chirping. The neighbors' dog hadn't tried to keep the whole floor awake with his howling. Heck, Elsa even woke up with a smile on her face. Which, by the way, only happened once in a blue moon. No, Elsa had a feeling that everything was going to go her way today. 'But why?' you may ask.

Elsa picked up her phone and immediately opened the calendar app to double check the date. Her smile only widened when she saw what day it was. "Auditions are today," Elsa whispered, cheeks starting to hurt from all of the smiling she was doing. Yes, our dear Elsa was going to be auditioning for the lead role in a Broadway production. Marshmallow, Elsa's supremely fluffy cat, hopped on to her bed and found his place on her lap. Elsa picked up the grumpy feline and gave him an Eskimo kiss. "This could be my big break, Mallow."

Elsa carried her cat with her to her closet, to pick out clothes for her audition. She held up a green cardigan and showed it to Marshmallow for his approval. "How about this?"

The cat hissed at the offending article and swiped his paw at it, obviously displeased with his owner's sense of fashion. "Okay, okay, Mallow. What if I wear these black leggings and this light blue shirt to go with it? I mean, I am auditioning for the role of an ice queen. Wearing icy colors to the audition is some sort of unspoken rule."

When Marshmallow looked at the ensemble Elsa had chosen, he purred contentedly. Satisfied with her cat's approval, she sat him back down on the floor and started to head to the bathroom for hygiene purposes. Wouldn't want to show up smelling like garbage. Just as Elsa was about to enter the bathroom, her phone started ringing. Elsa walked back into her room, somewhat hesitantly. "I wonder who that could be..." As Elsa grabbed her phone and looked at the caller ID, she felt her heart sinking. "Oh, it's my boss."

She gulped as she hit the 'answer' button. "Hello?" she squeaked out.

The gruff voice on the other end of the line held some sympathy to it as it responded. "I know it's your day off, and a big day at that, but we really need extra waitresses. Apparently, there's some sort of photography convention or gallery or something, and we've got a bunch of hungry photography nerds on our hands."

Elsa could see her dreams flying out the window. This once in a lifetime opportunity was about to go to waste all for some photographers who forgot to pack their lunches. "Is there anyway I could...not? Go to work today?"

The voice lost all sympathy to it. "Oh, yeah. There's a way. I mean, it involves unemployment, but there's a way."

Elsa visibly deflated. "I understand, sir. I'll be right there."

Elsa hung up and dropped back onto the bed. When she felt Marshmallow curiously rubbing up against her leg, she picked him up. "Looks like I won't be getting my big break today after all."

Marshmallow grumpily meowed as his owner set him down to get ready for work.

"Hans really is a dick," Elsa's co-worker, Tiana, said as she patted her on the shoulder.

Elsa continued to refill napkin dispensers gloomily. "It's not his fault the diner is busy today. I guess it just wasn't meant to be."

Tiana stood up straight from leaning on the counter and put her hands on her hips. She looked at Elsa with mock disdain. "I swear, you don't have a mean bone in your body." Tiana grabbed Elsa's chin and forced her to look her in the eye. "And another thing, don't you ever walk around here, thinking that 'it just wasn't meant to be'. You have real talent. The only thing that wasn't meant to be is you wasting it at some second-rate diner." She let go of Elsa's chin and softened the tone of her voice. "Don't worry. With a talent and a spirit like yours, you'll get another shot at reaching your dreams. I'm sure of it."

Elsa blushed and responded with a meek 'thank you'.

"I don't pay you ladies to sit around and look pretty. Get back to work!" Hans yelled at the two women, just exiting from his office. He muttered under his breath, "You'd think two women would actually be good at working in a kitchen."

Elsa had to physically restrain Tiana from attacking the man. She frowned at their boss's retreating form. "You know, he is kind of a dick."

Tiana stopped trying to pull out of Elsa's hold. She paused for a second before guffawing and patting Elsa on the back, once again. "Didn't know you had it in you, Angel."

Elsa tentatively smiled at her friend before getting back to work.

Elsa leaned against the counter, thoroughly bored. Yeah, there was an entire horde of photographers. Were they the most entertaining customers? Nah. Acting very stereotypical, the only thing they did was take pictures. Claiming that the diner and the food had a very 'aesthetic appeal' to them. One had asked her permission to snap a photo of her but Elsa politely declined, due to the noticeable syrup stain on her apron.

Elsa looked around the diner for something to do but it was virtually silent, the only sounds coming from the stove and the shutter's click from various cameras.

The bell above the door jingled, signaling a customer's entry, and Elsa nearly jumped with joy. Finally! Something to do. And then Elsa actually looked at the customer. Or someone. Elsa quickly shook that thought out of her head and continued to subtly ogle the new customer. Another photographer, if the camera around her neck was of any indication. Her features were very soft, a button nose, sprinkled with freckles branching out to both cheeks. Soft teal eyes with little flecks of blue, depending where the sunlight was hitting. And with the way the sunlight was hitting her hair, she looked like a goddess of fire. Elsa was practically drooling. She didn't even notice Tiana walking up next to her.

"I was going to take that customer but, judging by your heart eyes, I take it that you want this one?" Tiana smirked smugly.

"Yes!" Elsa accidentally shouted. Elsa cleared her throat and composed herself. She spoke in a quieter voice, "Yes, I would like to serve this customer."

Tiana snickered. "Yeah, I bet you would. Well, go on."

Elsa double checked her apron pocket to make sure her pad and pen were in there and discreetly fixed her bun, much to the amusement of Tiana, before setting off to the redhead's table.

Elsa smiled once she got to the redhead's table. "Can I get you anything today, ma'am?"

The redhead looked up and actually stopped breathing for second. It looked as if her brain short circuited. "Ummm, uh. Your face, please."

Elsa raised an eyebrow, smile widening. "I don't think that's on the menu."

The redhead facepalmed, obviously embarrassed. "I didn't mean that. I meant that you have a seriously beautiful face that I'd like to photograph. I wouldn't eat your face, though there are other parts of you that I'd like to eat. Wait! I didn't mean to say that out loud. That's not the kind of thing you say to a stranger, even if it is true. Oh, I'm just making a fool out of myself, aren't I?"

Elsa's face had reddened but she still giggled at the redhead. "Are all photographers this good with their words? "

The redhead smiled, relieved that the blond wasn't offended. "Only the best of us. I'm Anna, by the way."

"Elsa. Is there anything you'd like to eat, you know, besides me?" Elsa winked.

Anna blushed and stuttered out, "C-coffee, please. Black, but with a ton of sugar. Like, sizeable enough to give me diabetes."

"Coming right up."

As Elsa walked away, Anna decided to pass the time by cleaning her camera lens.

Anna was still engrossed with her task by the time Elsa returned with her coffee. Elsa setting the coffee on the table startled her enough to almost make her drop her camera. Luckily, she caught it in time. "For a photographer, you sure are clumsy. Aren't those things expensive? "

Anna nodded, still reeling from the heart attack she almost had. "It's a good thing I'm not a wildlife or environmental. I'd probably end up dropping it off of a cliff or something."

Elsa looked around for Hans before taking a seat in front of Anna. "Then what kind of photographer are you?"

"I usually travel around with this Broadway casting group. I'm like the on-call photographer if an auditioning actor forgets to bring headshots. I also photograph moments of the play to go on the website or in the papers. You may of heard of the play that's in town. Frozen? "

Elsa's face lit up in recognition. "That's the play I was going to audition for today."

Anna arched an eyebrow and took a sip of her coffee. "'Was'?"

A frown overtook Elsa's face. "I was going to but I got pulled into work. And auditions are already over by now."

Anna smiled at Elsa, her whole demeanor gaining excitement. "What if I told you I could get you an audition? "

Elsa brightened up. "Could you really?"

Anna nodded excitedly. "Yeah. My buddy Kristoff, the casting director, has been having some trouble finding the perfect person to play the lead. I think you'd land the part, for sure. But we'd have to leave now."

"Elsa!" Hans shouted from his office. "Stop slacking on the job and get back to work!"

Elsa's shoulders slumped, her dreams falling apart before her very eyes, once again.

Anna snapped her fingers in front of Elsa's face to get her attention. Her voice was soft as she looked Elsa directly in the eye. "Hey, you don't need to listen to him. This could be your big break, you might not even need this job anymore. But it's your choice."

Elsa looked deep into Anna's eyes and immediately knew what she wanted to do. She stood up from her chair and marched to Hans. She looked him directly in the eye and said...

Cliffhangers are cool.