Chapter 1

If there was one thing Anna loved more than chocolate and krumkake, it was Christmas She loved how everything seemed so magical and bright this time of year. The music, the food, the decorations, it filled her with a sense of innocence and wonder.

Whenever Christmas came around, it made Anna feel like a child again. Feelings of nostalgia were apparently, of her stuffing her face at Christmas dinner and unboxing all manners of presents that Santa had left for her under the grand old tree.

Those were happy memories, but they were long behind her now. Anna wasn't a child anymore. She was a grown woman now, and she was a mother now herself. She had been blessed with Jessie, the most wonderful little girl in the world.

She hadn't planned on having children so young, but Anna had learned to take what life gave her. Jessie was a bright young girl and Anna was glad it was the holidays now, since Jessie was off school and they could spend a lot more time together.

Tonight though, she was out shopping, hoping to buy everything that was going to help her make was going to make this Christmas her kid's best Christmas ever. That is if she could find one specific toy she'd had asked about for months now.

It was a cuddly snowman from a cartoon she and her daughter both liked. Sadly, she'd heard that the toy was quite a best seller at this time of year, what with the season and all that.

Most of that night, Anna had been shopping for the plushie, having left her little girl at her friend Ariel's house. Ariel and Anna had been friends since they were children and she was more than happy to look after Jessie. The girl got on well with Ariel's own daughter Melody too.

As the night went on and on, Anna felt like she'd gone through every toy store in town. But finally, she'd made it to the big mall in the centre of town. It would hopefully be here. If it wasn't here, then she would probably be in trouble.

However, it seemed most everyone else had the same idea Every toy store she walked by had signs saying "No more Olafs" And "SORRY SOLD OUT OF OLAFS" But she saw one in the window display of a toy store near the back of the mall. And come hell or high water she was going to get it

She went into the store and reached up, hoping to finally claim her prize. Only for it to be snatched out of her hands

"Hey!" Anna exclaimed as a man with long dark hair clutched the toy in his hands.

The man grinned maliciously at her. "Sorry, toots, I saw it first."

Groaning in exasperation, Anna glared at the man. "Come on! Everywhere else is sold out!" She growled. "I got a kid to make happy here!"

"Not my problem, babe," the man remarked. "I got a kid to make happy this Christmas too."

She watched as he walked up to the register, inwardly wishing that he would burst into flame. Hell, she wished she was the one who would be doing that burning. But Anna calmed down. She'd find some other way of getting that toy. Even if she had to go online for it (which she didn't really trust).

"Well, there goes someone who'll get coal in his stocking." Said a voice behind her.

Anna turned to see who had spoken. There was a young woman wearing a beautiful white coat standing behind her. She had long flowing platinum blonde hair and she wore a lovely pair of round glasses, behind which were a glistening pair of blue sparkling eyes.

The redhead felt a blush against her cheeks. This woman was... well, she looked quite beautiful. But she didn't think that way about girls... did she? She stuttered before finally finding the words to reply with.

"Yeah, I agree. I've been all over town looking for Olaf and so far...zip." She chuckled. "Guess they're literally flying off the shelves."

"They're certainly selling out," The woman admitted.

Anna groaned. "I wanted to find one for my little girl. " She sighed, lamenting her situation. "Guess I'll have to tell her Santa couldn't find it or I suffer the wrath of Amazon."

The woman looked thoughtful for a moment, as if she took pity on Anna. After a minute she then said, "Hold on a moment, I think I can help you."

Confused, Anna watched as the stranger walked over to the cashier and spoke with them. The cashier nodded eagerly and then went off to the back. A few minutes later, the manager appeared. He and the blonde woman talked, and then to Anna's surprise, they walked over to her.

The manager said "I'm very sorry, miss. We will be getting more Olafs tomorrow morning, so if you'd like, you can come here early and I will hold one for you."

Anna's jaw dropped. "...wait, what?"

"Well?"

Her mind was still processing what had happened. What exactly had this woman done for her? How could she have done this for her? But, Anna was more amazed by the fact that her mission had, in a way, been a success. She was going to get an Olaf for her little girl.

"I, uh...yes! That would be fantastic!"

The blonde woman just smiled with pride. Anna could tell this was something she had been glad to do.

The manager smiled broadly. "Excellent! We open at 8am tomorrow."

"Great, I'll pop in on my way to work tomorrow," Anna chirped. They briefly shared contact information and then he went back to the cashier. Anna was still giddy from the fact this was really happening, but she was more grateful that this woman had somehow helped her dream come true.

Then Anna turned to the blonde. "I don't know what you did, but thank you!"

The blonde grinned. "I have my way with this sort of thing."

"Oh?"

A soft embarrassed blush crept over the woman's cheeks, as if she was hiding something she didn't want Anna to know. "Yeah. I'm Elsa, by the way."

"Anna," The strawberry blonde introduced herself.

"Well, could I interest you in some coffee?" The blonde offered. "I mean... it's the least I can do."

"Oh. I would. But I gotta pick up my daughter from my friend's house. "

Elsa nodded. "I understand, I have a few friends who are mothers too." She smiled at her." Well, it was very nice to meet you, Anna."

"You too!"

Anna grinned as she left the store. Hopefully, she would come back the next day and see that the Olaf plushie was in stock. But strangely, her thoughts were now on the blonde woman. How pretty her blonde hair was, how she'd been so kind to her.

She felt warmth fill her heart. It had been a long time since Anna had been shown such kindness. She knew she might not see Elsa again... but she hoped she would. She wanted to know what powers Elsa had that allowed her to get that plushie.

She wanted to know... everything.

xXx

Later that evening, Elsa walked into her apartment, sighing as the long day was finally over for her. She tossed her coat onto the couch and sat down. Today had certainly been eventful for her that was for certain. Slumping on the couch, she took off her glasses, rubbing her eyes.

Her body seemed to be crying out for mercy. Elsa had clearly put herself under too much stress, but she had a lot of pressure going on at the Studio where she worked and Elsa liked to put a lot of effort into that work. Still, she knew she should try and relax.

It was Christmas after all.

But whenever she took a moment to relax, she felt like all she could do was remember how hard the last eight months had been, since she had left her. It didn't help that Elsa was more or less alone in this apartment and didn't know that many people outside of her colleagues at the Studio.

As she was on her couch, her small white kitten crawled onto her lap. She purred and nuzzled up to her leg, wanting her belly rubs and head pats.

Picking the tiny kitten onto her lap, Elsa smiled and stroked her fur. "Hey Snowy," she cooed. "How's the cat life been for you?"

The tiny kitten mewled, as Elsa rolled her onto her back and rubbed her belly. The cat purred happily, Elsa swearing he was addicted to belly strokes.

"Well, the human life has been pretty rough for me today, that's for sure," Elsa admitted. "But... I think it ended on a good note."

She didn't know what had come over her to go to that store and see how the merchandise was doing. It wasn't really her concern. Yet, she probably just needed the validation that her hard work really was worth it, that she was still making people happy.

From the smile she'd seen on Anna's face, she knew at least two people were going to be happy. As Snowy jumped off her lap, Elsa got up and walked into her study, needing some more reminders of the work she did.

She glanced over at her desk. Sketches were scattered everywhere but some of them were blank sheets of paper with nothing on them. Artist's block, writer's block, Elsa had come up with a dozen excuses for her apathy in regards to her work of late, but nothing seemed to fit the bill.

"Ugh...I think Olaf is going to have to wait on his next adventure for a while."

Elsa preferred to keep the fact she was the creator of Olaf The Snowman a secret. She wasn't too fond of the big publicity it would have given her, but she was glad she was able to use that influence to help Anna get the Olaf plushie for her child.

Sitting down at the desk, she looked at all the various characters she'd helped create for Olaf's little world. His Reindeer friend Sven, his three little brothers, the Snowgies and the people of the village he often interacted with, like the big ice harvester.

And then... there was the snow queen. The woman who in the story had created Olaf in the first place. Not many people knew... was that Elsa had based the Queen on herself. Beautiful, blonde, loved to wear the colour blue. If Elsa was more cynical, she'd probably call the Queen her self-insert.

Yet, the Queen had been an escape for her lately. Writing the episodes that featured her had helped Elsa to try and deal with her feelings for the past few months.

The show was already airing its second season and she could tell the hype had never been stronger. And yet... Elsa felt like her creation wasn't having much meaning to her. The story of a little snowman that she'd hoped would inspire kids... was being used to push all these toys and merchandising.

She needed ideas for the third season, but nothing was coming, something to spice it all up. Yes, she was glad to be using it as an escape, but she soon realised it was becoming monotonous. Nothing felt satisfying to her about this and she hated it.

Maybe she should have just moved away from the show for a while, let either Honeymaren or Cassandra take over. They had been working with her long enough to carry on the job. They'd understand her stepping back for a year, to clear her head and find herself again.

And yet... something was pushing her to keep going. Maybe it was helping out that girl at the store, Anna. Maybe it was her knowing that Anna's little girl would be happy when she saw the Olaf plushie under the Christmas tree.

Maybe... just maybe.

Elsa rubbed her eyes. She needed her coffee and sleep. Enigma's were overrated, especially at 1am.

xXx

Author's note: Okay, here's something in time for the holidays, courtesy of myself and Guppy! I especially wanna thank Guppy for taking this story in a much different, but honestly better direction than what I originally had in mind. I wanted this entire story to be more or less an Elsanna version of that Christmas movie Emilia Clarke was in not that long ago. But I think I prefer this version more hehe.

Happy holidays and if you like the fic, I've already edited up the second chapter and I'll have the rest of the chapters ready to publish, hopefully before Christmas day.