imma level with y'all, the only reason this is out so fast is because i got a new phone and wanna hear the notification sound go off. and the reviews were really mixed from the last chapter but i like one person's interpretation: "I don't see her questioning [the promotion] at the time because it seems like Anna is a creature that is somewhat led by her emotions, and at this point she seems, while overwhelmed and emotional, in a positive and happy mood."

The first day is easy. The ones that come after it...not so much. But that's not a bad thing!

You still have to file, that's a given, but it's different. More personal stuff, like memos and emails sent directly to Elsa. There's electronic filing, but then some of them need to be printed out and signed by other people.

With the new job also comes new hours. You start forty-five minutes earlier, which means you have to be up earlier to catch the bus-train-bus. It means you arrive a good half-hour before you actually start, so you always have time to grab a hot chocolate from the café across the road.

It briefly passes your mind that you should probably get Elsa something, but you aren't sure what. You go for a vanilla latte, because everyone likes vanilla lattes. Maybe.

Elsa also expects you to sit in some of her meetings and take notes. You reply to her emails and field phone calls from the press, or other business associates. Elsa never answers the phone, and you've never even transferred the line to her directly. Instead, they're logged, and you add 'call back such-and-such' to her schedule.

But... it's good. It keeps you busy. And you like it when Elsa smiles at you, and says you're doing a good job. There's a little twinge in the back of your head sometimes, makes you question just how this all came about, but you ignore it with ease.

You deserve this. You're awesome, and Elsa and Olaf recognise that.

Even if you don't actually talk to Elsa much.

Olaf pops in every few days, usually around the time you've paused for lunch. The café does deliveries, so you treat yourself to a sandwich and a chocolate milkshake everyday, just because. Elsa either locks herself in her office, or goes out for a half-lunch, half-business meeting. That's okay. You usually get some more work done, anyway.

Three weeks into your new position, and it's already the best job you've ever had. Elsa and Olaf are out of town on a business trip, giving you a chance to bludge. Not that you do, it's just... you can. If you want.

Even with the work taking up your time, it does get a little lonely. You haven't really made many friends yet, so with Olaf and Elsa gone, you don't have anyone to hang out with.

Kristoff is good, and he answers the phone when you ring, but he has his own job. You're just interrupting him.

"You should come around for dinner sometime," he says, just before he's going to hang up. "I'll cook stroganoff and we can catch up."

You grin. "Sounds like fun," you say. "Friday night?"

Plans made, you hang up and get back to work. Or, you try to, because you're interrupted by a knock at the door before you can start. You have no idea who it might be, so you bid them enter.

Hans pokes his head around the door, and you find yourself breaking out in a smile at his appearance.

"Hans!" you cry, then, internally wincing, tone it down a bit. "How- how are you today?"

He gives a sheepish grin and fully enters. There's a plastic bag in his hands. "I was wondering- that is, if you were amenable- and it is, after all, an appropriate time of day-" he pauses for a second, face red. You give a little giggle, and watch as he tries again.

"I uh, was just going to have a couple of sandwiches for lunch, but they got my order wrong, so they gave me a few more to make up for it. And I know that Elsa is out of town, so I thought... you might wanna have lunch with me?"

His face slowly returns to its normal colour, and his smile softens a bit just as you feel your own threatening to burst.

"I would... really like that..." you say, biting your lip.

"Wonderful," he replies. "Great, uh, great office, by the way."

That's it. There's no way you're not smiling for the rest of the week.