Anonymous asked: Anna used her new fishing pole from Frozen Fever to 'catch' some of Elsa's paperwork and run away with it.

I JUST HAD A GREAT IDEA. HOLY SHIT. I was gonna do 3 sentences, or something longer that’s just pure silliness, but then–

I’ll just let you read on, Anon. :D

As much as Elsa loved her sister, she was starting to regret giving her that fishing pole for her birthday.

“What the–Anna!” the queen indignantly exclaimed as the documents she had been in the midst of writing suddenly flew off her desk, a fishing hook lodged in their corners. Her head whipped to the side just in time to see a flash of red as the princess bolted down the hallway with a giggle.



And, of course, Elsa chased after her.

“Not again!” That’s the tenth time this week!



“Go to sleep already, you stinker!” Anna called as she slid down the banister, trusty fishing pole resting on her shoulder as Elsa’s paperwork fluttered after her on the line.

“I’ll confiscate that if I have to! I’ll make it a royal order, so help me–”

“I want you to get rid of it. Somehow.”



Kristoff rubbed the back of his head, trying not to show how affected he was by the scowling, irritable queen before him. “But…wasn’t it your birthday present to her?” he ventured, hoping he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt. “As much as it annoys you, I think you and I both know that Anna probably cherishes that thing because you gave it to her.”

“I know that!” Elsa grumbled, wringing her hands as her shoulders drooped. “It’s just…I know she means well, but paperwork is very important in running the kingdom!”



“And taking breaks is important, too,” the ice harvester reminded her as gently as he could. “Anna knows that. She’s not doing this solely to tease you. She wants you to relax, have fun, spend time together, chase after her–”



“What?”



“–and the reason why is because she loves you. Very much,” Kristoff finished, meeting her gaze and trying to convey the truth. Gods, he didn’t want to have to say it. It would spoil everything.



“Anna…”



“…loves you,” he completed for her, taking note of the quiver to her lip and the hope in her eyes. “Tomorrow. Give the fishing pole one last chance. Trust me.”



And she did.

When the paper flew off her desk like it had many times before, Elsa did not shout in frustration like she usually would. She did, of course, call for Anna, rolling her eyes in dismay as it disappeared out her door. Normally the queen would’ve jumped to her feet and dashed after the errant document, but instead Elsa simply stood up, and calmly walked out of her study.

The paper waited for her at the end of the hallway, and as she drew nearer, it jerked around the corner. All the while, Anna remained hidden from her sight.

Eventually, her sister led her to one of the rooms in the castle they hardly ever used. Anna stood there, cheeks flushed pink as she held that fishing pole behind her. Elsa was honestly expecting more of a fight out of her, but before she could say anything on the matter, she noticed where Anna’s gaze was steadfastly directed.

Slowly, the queen bent over to pick up the single sheet of paper attached to the end of the hook, her heartbeat loud in her ears. There were two simple words written on it in Anna’s unique scrawl.

Kiss me?

“I-I-I know this isn’t the best way, but I just…It seemed like such a good idea! A-At the time. A-And really, this thing’s pretty handy, y’know?” Anna nervously babbled on, but really, Elsa didn’t care for a single word of it.



Because Anna’s lips were right there, and it would be a shame to keep them waiting any longer.