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"Ugh!" I groaned dramatically. "You should have seen how awkwa- no. Scratch that." My hands came up to scrub at my eyes as if I could physically wipe away all the still fresh images and feelings in my head from the lobby. "You- i-it's actually a good thing that you weren't there, Snow Paw." Thinking back to the way my dad began sputtering like an old, broken down truck and how incredibly unhelpful Elsa's mother had been with all her teasing, had probably scarred me for life!

Above me, Elsa's delightful giggle sounded and her hand presented itself soothingly at the top of my head. Her other hand managed to stop my own from attacking my face, making me crack an eye to see her leaning over me. "That bad?" She asked as the side of her lip curled upwards in a cute little smirk.

"Please." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Letizia was probably so mortified by my dad's rustiness that she hasn't showed her face since we came back up." Came my added grumble. As Elsa continued to play with my hair, I turned on my side so I could see the TV better. I didn't miss the obvious pause in which Elsa seemed like she wanted to say something, but left it for the moment.

"Ah, mami is done for the night." Elsa sighed instead and relaxed further into the couch with her hands trying to decide where to touch first. Seriously, one was on my shoulder for a split second and then it was gone before ending up back at the same place. The other was still in my hair, but barely moving at all and once it did, it stopped again.

"Not surprising." I murmured while my own hand playfully ventured down her knee, causing the fingers in my hair to twitch. A lazy grin stretched across my face at her reaction. In my haste to lament the misfortune of being the only sane person there when our parents officially met, I'd all but thrown myself at Elsa and had settled down with her on the couch. My head on her lap and I figured that she was so shy about it that she'd forgotten how to function properly. That, or she was just nervous that her mother was just down the hall.

Either way, it was crazy adorable.

And then another thought occurred to me as I suddenly bolted upright. "Wait. So, does that mean she's not going to drop me off?" I asked a wide eyed Elsa whose hands were suspended mid-air where I should have been. "Then...does that mean I'm staying here?" I couldn't believe it! I really thought that Letizia was only teasing when she told us that I could stay there and that she trusted me enough to grant me that privilege. It had been one of those times that I wasn't sure if she was serious or not. Obviously. But I would be lying if I said this wasn't an unwanted turn of events. Me staying at the Student Council President's place. Whoa.

There was another apprehensive pause from her that went right over my head as I got lost in thought over my revelation. "Would you prefer me to drop you off, then?" Elsa sounded a little nervous and disappointed when she asked. I glanced back just in time to see that she'd even brought her eyes down to examine the now neatly folded hands in her lap.

My eyes widened. Great. Fix it, klutz! Without another word, I reached for her hands and lifted them over me as I calmly laid back down with my head in her lap once more. "I actually would prefer it if we got back to Star Wars." Regardless that I implied the movie we were supposed to be watching, my eyes were too busy drowning in icy blue eyes.

"You lost me." Elsa whispered at the unfamiliar title I'd mentioned. Just like that, the whole context of my departure flew out the window as we smiled at each other.

"Well, you couldn't decide what to watch besides How it's Made: Beer Edition," I air-quoted."So I took the liberty to change the channel to something that made better sense to me."

"It wasn't a beer edition." Elsa scoffed, pointedly poking my nose. "It was a space edition." She giggled, making me raise an incredulous brow at her. Like that was any better.

"Oh? So is Star Wars." I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Not the same thing." She defended with an indignant shake of her head.

"Is so." I countered.

"No."

"Yes."

"How?"

"There's stars and space." I was now grinning like a fool.

"What do you know about stars and space? Look, they're not even in space." Elsa was ready to playfully assault me again, but drew her attention to the screen where a certain clumsy Gungan was leading the rescuer guys to the very place he'd been exiled from.

"Patience, child. They'll get back out there in no time." I shushed her before looking back to ultimately glare at her. "And I happen to know a little bit about space and stars, thank you very much."

"Okay." She smirked. "Like?" Blue eyes narrowed at me too.

"Like: stars are just mathematical equations once you get right down to it." My grin was palpable and she ended up rolling her eyes.

"How exactly, Ms. Crescent, do you have such low grades when you know something like that?"

"Thinking hurts too much." I chuckled, bringing my hand up to my forehead theatrically. "Besides, I don't want to fight with you for the number one spot." As I smirked, Elsa's eyes sharpened further. "Because we both know that I can easily blow you out of the-"

"Your face." She growled dangerously and jammed her fingers into my side. The rest of the smug words that had been ready to fire away, suddenly died on my tongue as a surprised yelp slipped past instead.

"H-hey!" I twisted back around, only to be tickled again.

"Hey yourself." Elsa snickered. Her fingers became insistent enough to make me squirm right off the couch and collapse in a huffing mess on the floor. Elsa then leaned over to grin down at me. "Serves you right."

"Oh, does it?" I asked breathlessly before snapping upright so I could capture her wrists, causing her eyes to widen. Keeping my eyes on her, I slowly slid her hands toward me until they linked themselves behind my back. Arctic blues instantly fell to my lips as she was stealthily pulled into my personal space too. "What about now?" I whispered, raising my head in waiting.

Elsa gulped nervously while I gently placed my hands on her thighs. My eyes beheld those shimmering cerulean orbs, her tempting pink lips that contrasted so well with the smoothness of her creamy skin, and oh that jawline. That jawline led so elegantly to her slender neck and right then I decided that I wanted to taste it. I wanted to learn more about the taste that was associated with the scent my nose constantly picked up around her and what I was usually left with after her lips left mine.

But first...

"Anna!" It was Elsa's turn to yelp as I pulled back at the last possible second that her nose rubbed against mine and yanked her to me until she ended up on the floor too.

"Ha!" I cried before clambering onto her stomach and locking her arms above her head while she struggled to get out from under me. Once she figured she couldn't shake me, she deflated so she could glare coldly at me. "You didn't let me finish my star lesson." I smirked before lowering my head so I could nuzzle my cheek against hers. She stiffened when I turned to press a soft kiss to it.

"Poor, Gattina." She barely held her sarcastic voice together as I placed another kiss further back, almost to her ear. "Forgive me. Do continue your math lesson." Her hands flexed against the grip of my own, but I kept a firm hold of them. From my close proximity, I couldn't stop myself from breathing in her delicious scent as I softly rubbed my cheek against her smoothness. I swear I could hear her heart beating right up against mine.

"Promise not to hit me?" I asked in a more gravelly voice, leaning further down and playfully nipping at her earlobe. Her reaction to my teeth was instantaneous and had my arms falter enough to clumsily drop my head into the junction of where her neck met her shoulder as an insistent whimper left her mouth. Not to mention the way her lower body pushed into mine at the same time I nipped her.

W-what? I felt my face blow up in a huge blush at the sound that had just escaped her and from the now heavy way she was breathing, but I dared not move until she did. What'd I do? What the heck happened? "A-are you okay, Snow Paw? Did I hurt you?" I ended up blurting and trying to push myself away so I could make sure I didn't do anything stupid enough to make her uncomfortable. But when she only followed me in sitting up so she could bury her face in my neck too, I gulped in complete unsurity. "Elsa? Wha-"

"G-give me a minute." She replied in a husky voice before clearing her throat and clutching her hands in the back of my shirt. From the exceeding warmth emanating from her face to my neck, I knew she was thoroughly embarrassed for having reacted so powerfully. Huh. A secretive grin suddenly presented itself on my lips as I leaned back with her against the couch. Must be a sweet spot.

I couldn't be too sure about that because I was so new to all of this and I couldn't figure out why she was breathing so hard, but I did know that I didn't want to let her suffer any more of her mortification. And what better way to fill the dead air than nerd-babble? "Precise ratios of helium and hydrogen, heated and lit just the right way. All of it balanced and perfect for billions of years as they slowly churn their way toward iron, toward entropy." My hands had already begun drawing soothing patterns along her spine and when she pulled back just the slightest, I didn't hesitate to lean down so I could kiss her shoulder in apology. "It's just figuring out gravity and electromagnetism and thrust-" My voice gave out halfway through and I ended up flinching because her hands had migrated down to my sides where they were gently clutching the cloth there. Alas, she had unintentionally tickled me. Stupid tickle spots!

"And?" She finally managed to ask, still not able to pull away from my neck. Her breathing had calmed some, but that didn't take away the fact that her hot breath was lingering on my skin, causing chills to rush all along my body.

I released a breathy chuckle and chose to finish my speech. "Um...thrust, lift and BAM! You're out of here. On the moon like Neil Armstrong."

"I thought we were talking about Obi-Wan Kenobi." Elsa's lips curved against my neck, making me snicker as well. What exactly were we talking about? I honestly didn't remember and it didn't matter. What actually mattered was that Elsa knew who he was. Sweet!

"Want me to talk about him?"

"Please no."

"Why not? I thought you liked nerd talk." I grinned devilishly and then nuzzled my way back to her ear again so I could whisper into it. "I thought you'd say something like: 'Talk Nerdy to me, Anna.'" That time, I refrained from biting her.

"In your dreams." She scoffed, nudging her temple meaningfully against mine.

"Oh, that'd be your dreams." I stated smugly and barked out a strangled chuckle when she snapped back to smack my shoulder. Her face was still a delightful red color, but other than that, she looked just fine. With barely contained laughter, I leaned forward until my nose brushed hers and lowered my voice. "Queen Amidala. Starship. Skywalker." Elsa frowned in confusion for a split second, but I only continued like an idiot. "Qui-Gon Jinn. Count Dooku. Coruscant. Hyperdrive. Tatooine. Senator Sheev Palpatine. Dathomirian. Chewbacca-"

"Ecciti i mei sensi." She shook her head and pressed a chaste kiss to my lips to shut me up. "Nerdy talk isn't required with me." Came her whisper against my cheek before she playfully nipped at it. "Especially if it sounds as bad as Sheev Palpatine." Her voice alone made my ears feel a lot hotter all of a sudden. I gulped thickly.

"I really wish I knew how to speak Italian." I grumbled, ultimately dropping the topic of Star Wars and letting her wriggle out from under me so she could help me get up too.

"Sei irresistibile." She grinned once I got to my feet. Since I was able to understand what she said that time, I brought my hand up to blow at my nails before cockily flexing my arm altogether.

"Oh, I know that."

Elsa rolled her eyes with a shake of her head and then stepped closer to me. Our eyes locked as she reached for my hands and then gently brought them up to her chest. "Ti ho regalato il mio cuore."

"That sounded quite romantic Elsa Mariani." I drawled, eyeing our clasped hands. On the inside I was driving myself up the wall really wishing I knew what she was saying. What does that mean? It was driving me crazy!

"Nessuna è come te." She brought our hands up to kiss my knuckles.

"Would your mom approve of the intimate things you're saying to me?" I couldn't help it.

"Sono innamorata di te." She then boldly wrapped her hand around the back of my neck after gingerly placing my hands on her shoulders. "But you're talking way too much."

That got a chuckle out of me. "Sono pazza di te, my Snow Paw." I tilted my head back against her hand in invitation. "Also, I'm guessing what you said just then has a much deeper meaning than 'pazza,' right?" As I spoke, her sweet lips brushed over mine and she nodded. Before she could really kiss me again, I tried one more time and whispered as sexily as I could. "Darth Vader."

"My name is Elsa Mariani." She managed to choke down a giggle at my silliness and instead, slipped her arms more comfortably around my neck. In that instant, i could see that she was a little more vulnerable and open than before and I inwardly kicked myself for not picking up on it sooner. I would have to look up what she'd said later since she wasn't too keen on telling me right away. Especially if it had a lot of meaning to it and considering that she hadn't translated anything yet...tonight was definitely a special night.

"Got it." I murmured, immediately taking her mouth again in a long, deep kiss that left me beyond warm from head to toe. It didn't help that she was so close. So close that I couldn't help but drop my hands before lightly sliding my palms up her thighs before experimentally taking her hips and pulling her even closer. My hands then moved around and up her back to feel the slim lines of muscle just a thin layer of shirt away from the real thing. There was a small, adventurous part of me that wondered what she would do if I snuck my hands under said shirt. I was allowed something like that right?

I just needed to be careful.

As if to spite me, Elsa moved away from my mouth to nuzzle into my neck again as her left arm opened up around my shoulders so that my left side was susceptible to her. That time she led those lethal lips of hers over my ear, leaving my knees weak and my face on fire with my eyes suddenly falling shut at at the maddening sensation. I was weak in the knees and a bit too weak to resist slipping my hands under the hem of Elsa's shirt. The adventurous side of me decided to trail my hands up her muscular stomach to her bare ribs before I felt her teeth softly bite into my neck. Right on the pulse point after she'd got done licking that same spot.

The utter wet sound of her mouth made my eyes pop open. The bite itself hit me just after that and left me breathless. "F-fudge!" I hissed through gritted teeth, hands freezing right where they were on her ribs. An odd sensation suddenly spread from my face, down my spine, through my chest and into the deepest recesses of my stomach before it surged hotly between my legs like a coffee machine. H-holy crap. What was that?! Elsa stepped back with her hands still wrapped around me and a frisky grin on her slightly puffy lips. That little smug look instantly made me narrow my eyes at her even as I struggled with my breathing. "Ooo, you're so bad, Elsa Mariani."

Since my hands were still under her shirt, I slid them down and pointedly flexed my fingers at her sides, making her tense under my touch. "Y-you started it, Anna Crescent." She replied shakily.

"Sure. Blame the minority." I snickered, accepting her small act of revenge. That is probably the same thing she felt when I- my thought was cut off by Elsa suddenly yanking me away from the couch and over to the stairs so we could try to hide from the figure emerging from the back room.

"Dormire, Starfire. Tesoro." Letizia muttered after closing the refrigerator. "Sto andando a dormire." There was a loud yawn that erupted from her, making me nervously bite into my lip because hello! We so weren't alone, dummy!

"Buona Notte, mami." Elsa cleared her throat and pushed a hand through her hair, clearly thinking the same thing.

But I knew what that phrase meant. "Bella Notte, Letti." I grinned, earning myself another poke in my side, but the laugh I heard from Letizia next, had me winking at Elsa. Once the door closed again, Elsa made her way back to the TV to turn it off while I went to my duffle bag. "So, how does this go?" I asked, eyeing the couch. "Got sheets for me? Or do I get to sleep on the nice big black bear you killed and then skinned to keep it's pelt as a prize?" Gesturing to the large expensive looking rug in the middle of the floor.

Elsa snorted before glancing back in the direction of Letizia's room in thought. After another moment, she walked back over to the light switch and turned off the rest of the lights. The whole living room went dark only for a moment until it almost lit right back up by all the lights flickering outside in the skyline. My eyes suddenly fixed themselves on the shadows cast across the parquet floor thanks to the partly full moon out there and then I snapped my head back up when Elsa strode back to me. Without so much as another word, she took my hand and began to lead me away. I moved all of two steps before quickly reaching back to grab my duffle.

"What are you doing?" I felt compelled to ask when I caught Elsa putting one of her pillows right down the middle of the bed as she took her place closer to the window on that side.

"Well," She hesitated, self-consciously picking at nothing in particular on the same pillow. "You...just seemed a little shaken at having to share my bed with me. So, I thought a sort of barrier would calm you down some."

"Oh." I inwardly smacked my forehead at my stupid self, but chose to leave it and instead I shrugged nonchalantly and slid under the covers. With ease. Oooh, these sheets! The silk felt so divine on my skin. I let out a soft purr as I snuggled deeper into the other pillow that was under my head. Speaking of- "Hey, why do you have four pillows anyway?" I decided to break the ice once again and even moved my head to rest on Elsa's 'barrier.' Seriously. I could understand the whole throw-pillow concept because it had been a thing my mother drilled into my dad, so he still fixed his bed with throw pillows too. But it was only Elsa up here with four full-sized pillows. "There's hardly any room for me." I added under my breath playfully. (Which wasn't exactly true considering her bed was pretty huge, but that was besides the point.)

"You didn't seem to notice last time." Elsa murmured and then cleared her throat when my head popped up to glare at her. "I mean, no reason."

"I get it." I smirked. "There's not many cuddle buddies around, so they'll have to do."

Elsa's smile was illuminated by the moonlight that fell directly on top of us thanks to her loft 'sunroof.' And I had to say that the pillow between us was trying to obscure my full view of her. "Which one do you cuddle with?" I asked, eyeing the very one I was lying on. Elsa shrugged her response, making me grab the one between us and I didn't hesitate to toss it behind me. When she looked curiously at me, I shrugged too. "What? That one was looking at me funny. I swear it was mocking me."

"No way." Elsa giggled. "Are you jealous?"

"Maybe." I replied, forcing myself to stop from flopping over on her side. I mean, what if that was pushing it and she freaked out? I didn't want that.

"Well, how many pillows do you sleep with?" She asked, moving just the tiniest bit toward me.

"One. Two if they're lucky." I chuckled. "Alas, I acclimate a good mount of heat when I sleep, so more would mean that I wake up a twig the next morning."

Elsa stifled her laughter before inching closer. "And I thought you were only wearing that tank top to impress me."

"That reminds me." I sat up and grinned down at her. "Did you get tickets?"

"Tickets?" Elsa sat up next with a curiously raised brow. "Tickets to what?"

With an idiotic smile, I lifted both of my arms and flexed as hard as I could. "Tickets to the gun show of course!" I declared, moving my arms into more poses I'd seen body builders use. Elsa immediately dropped her head into her hands and finally let out a laugh that had her entire frame shaking within seconds. Score! "Side note: I'm always trying to impress you, Elsa Mariani." I chuckled along with her until she took a deep, calming breath, pushing her hair out of her beautiful eyes with residual giggles escaping for a few seconds more.

"Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno, Gattina." She smiled fondly at me and I couldn't help but return my own goofy smile.

"Sono pazza di te." I said as I boldly moved all the way over to her side. When Elsa stiffened somewhat at my unprecedented approach, I instantly pushed her back down and cuddled pointedly into her. "Remember the time I told you that I'm afraid of heights? So, it's your job to keep me as calm as possible up here, Snow Paw."

There was a short pause before her hand patted my head. "T-then I suggest you hold on to me." She stammered bashfully.

"And I'm afraid of monsters under the bed." I added for good measure.

"Tighter then." She said with smile in her voice. I did as she wished and slid my arm across her stomach as my head rested on her shoulder. I'd chickened out at the last moment and settled there instead of placing my head on her chest because I had no real idea how either of us would react if I did.

She didn't seem to mind either way and after a few quiet moments that only witnessed our almost inaudible breathing, I took a deeper breath. "Elsa?"

"Yes?"

"Ti volgio bene." I said, trying to wonder if I'd said it right or not. Something about it was off and even Elsa's muscles tightened a little.

"I think you meant: ti voglio bene." Elsa corrected after another minute of stifled silence.

Damn, I knew it! "Okay. Was that right?" I picked my head up to see her better. She kept her eyes staring straight ahead.

"What do you mean?" Elsa asked, not willing to unwrap her arms from around me. Even though she seemed calm enough about it, I could tell she was a little let down with what I'd said.

"Was that the correct way to say it?" I asked curiously, having only skimmed through random phrases the other night and that one I thought would be best to say when the time was right. That wasn't it. Well, considering her reaction, it can't be. I tried to think back over what I'd read.

"What are you trying to say?" She finally brought her eyes to mine.

"Wait. What does it mean?" I suddenly frowned, not quite liking her reaction now that I saw it up close and personal. I thought it meant-

"It means something along the lines of 'I wish you well.' Or a more literal translation is, 'I want good (for) you.' Why?" She asked. Her fingers moved to the base of my neck so she could gently scratch the skin there, making me try to fight off a pending shiver.

"Huh." Was my response. That's really not what I wanted to say. "Guess I need to do better research then." I picked myself up to kiss her cheek. "Because- yes, I do wish that for you, Snow Paw. But we're a little more than close friends, right?" Another kiss.

"A-a little." Elsa agreed with a more easy smile on her lips. "But what did you want to say?"

"Patience, young Jedi." I chuckled while silently drawing an invisible heart on her stomach with I and U on either side of it. "I'll figure it out, but you have to wait until then." I pressed a kiss her shoulder once again before biting the bullet and placing myself across her chest.

I didn't miss the hitch in her next breath as her arms tightened themselves more securely around me.

The annoying sound of an alarm clock went off somewhere in the background and made me groan in protest while I snuggled deeper into the warmth surrounding me. I was used to waking up to the sound of the radio or my iPod, but the insistent beeping had my dream world come crashing back down on me. Or is that-? My eyes popped open once I remembered where I was and when I glanced up, I found myself looking right into a more awake pair of cerulean pools. Uh? Even the alarm went quiet.

"Get up." She whispered before making a big ole deal of rolling off of me while very nearly dragging me off the bed as she did so.

"Well a 'good morning' to you too." I grumbled after her. Elsa turned back around to playfully blow a kiss at me as she continued descending the stairs. "Your hair's flawless!" I called out and then smacked myself in the forehead. "That came out wrong."

Already messing me up. I let out a soft chuckle before stretching out across her sheets until I deflated and just about fell back to sleep when the sound of an old school song playing downstairs perked my ear. Without much more persuasion, I hauled myself out of bed and stumbled down the stairs. As I reached the second level, I snuck a glance at myself in the mirror and concluded that my morning hair wasn't as bad as it usually was at 6:30 a.m. this time around, so I lazily flattened it out before continuing downstairs.

'Spending time together. Watch out, don't let it get you down. Nothing is forever. That's right, but don't let it get you down.'

In the kitchen, Letizia was too busy chopping up spinach to hear me approaching and once I got close enough, I pulled up a stool infront of her. She wasn't exactly ready to greet the day either, so I figured that she always made sure to cook breakfast before work. Of course that didn't mean that she looked unattractive with her disheveled-ness because she was as stunning as ever. These Mariani ladies are ridiculous!

'And I'm sitting in the back of a limousine. Just going to a show, wishing you were here right next to me. Oh, but you already know that I'm the one who loves you.'

"Can I help?" I asked with a grin at my thoughts and the song, making her pull her concentration away from the cutting board.

"Good morning, Tesoro." Her face brightened up and she immediately slid the carton of eggs over to me, along with milk, pepper, and shredded cheese with a bowl on the side. "Mix me four- probably six eggs, a tablespoon of milk, cheese and pepper in that bowl while I set up the rest, please?"

"You trust me with eggs?" I asked, carefully taking one out of the carton. 'Cause I wouldn't.

"I trust you with my daughter, don't I?" She tossed her hair over her shoulder arrogantly as she smirked at me, making me bring a hand up to smack my forehead again.

"Touché." I chuckled while my face didn't hesitate to heat up in embarrassment.

"What? Don't you cook?" Letizia mercifully dropped that topic and asked as she brought out a small pan which was sprayed first before she began lining the bottoms with what looked like ham.

Crack! "U-um, only in dire emergencies." I hurriedly dumped my first overflowing egg into the bowl. "Meaning that I only make noodles when Dad isn't around." Crack! My next attempt left half a chunk of shell in the bowl, which I tried to take back out before she saw me.

"Don't tell me you eat noodles with potato chips." Letizia growled at me when I virtually shrunk under her sharp eyes. Because I did. "Anna Crescent. Chi mangia da solo si strozza." She tsk'd me with a shake of her head.

"I-I make a mean serving of macaroni." I tried to defend myself. "Cooking is just something I never got to pick up on."

"You're good at a lot of other things though." Elsa appeared beside me with a comforting hand to my back as she shot her mother a pointed look. She took the liberty of adding the cheese and pepper while I struggled through the last couple of eggs. Thankfully no more shells ended up in the bowl after that.

"Yes, you can sing and dance. What else do you do?" Letizia grinned at us when Elsa reached over to make me slow down on the stirring so I didn't dump half the bowl on the counter. But she didn't exactly say how to mix it did she? When Elsa decided the correct speed for me, she reached over to add the spinach.

"I work at Black Bear Auto." I replied, refusing to take my eyes off my task at hand, lest I mess it up.

"Really?" She sounded so intrigued that I had to break my concentration to look up at her.

"Yeah. I did mention the bike I was working on, didn't I?" I asked, glancing back to Elsa with a slightly confused frown.

She merely shrugged. "Mami probably thought you meant someone else was working on it for you."

"So you fix cars? And motor bikes?" Letizia's chin was propped up on her palm in curiosity.

I nodded animatedly and handed her the bowl so she could pour it into the pan. "I even taught Elsa how to change oil one time." I sent a smile to the beautiful girl on my right, causing a light flush to capture her cheeks.

"Wow, an actual mechanic." Letizia chuckled deviously. "Hai trovato pane per i tuoi denti, huh Starfire"

"S-Sta zitta!" Elsa's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she buried her face in her hands. Letizia was too busy walking away and laughing loudly after setting a timer for what she'd placed in the oven. A brow raised on my forehead and I looked from one blonde to the other in confusion.

"Okay, what happened?" I asked in bewilderment.

"Stay over more often and we'll be happy to teach you how to cook, Tesoro!"Letizia called over her shoulder before closing her door.

Once she did, I looked back at Elsa expectantly. "I don't know. She's crazy." Elsa awkwardly cleared her throat and then lead me back up the stairs with that adorable flushed face of hers never fading.

What'd she say?!

A/N: And the chapters continue to get longer! Ahem. Excuse my Italian if it's horribly incorrect. Heh. I own nothing.

I was wondering how the night would turn out...*wink* Anna's a total dork. But I hope you liked it anyway. Thank you for reading and for your support!

C-3PO...R2-D2...Millenium Falcon...Morte Nera...

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