Technically Case of Mistaken Intent part 3, but different enough that my outline has it marked out out somewhat as its own scene.



For organization I went back and tagged everything with ‘Warm Cuddles’. However I’ll either reblog the ask with the full content links or make a master post I’ll reblog/update every so often. Whichever is simpler.







Elsa liked the Stone Cafe, the place had a cheerful atmosphere and polite staff. With the decorations and the renovated Victorian building it felt more like someone’s home then a restaurant. There were photos of the Stone family and even some of the regulars found their faces looking back at them as time went by. Knickknacks were scattered across the shelves and the occasional counter. Just before school hours or after several children could be found at a table or booth eating or doing homework. Their noise mixing loudly with the customers’ chatter. Despite the booths and the counter it really did feel like a home.

Which made Elsa feel somewhat like an unexpected guest, for all that the owners often took the time to cheerfully tell her hello as she came in. There was also the awkwardness as she startled at the sight of the six foot blonde, but she was becoming slowly more accustomed to him. Both inside and out of the cafe. It probably helped that he had long ago lost the frightened look in his eyes as he looked at her. Instead he only had a polite smile, as if he didn’t know her deepest and darkest of secrets.

On her own she never would have returned to the place once, much less enough times to be familiar. But the temptation of well made tea and chocolate cheesecake was more than enough to keep her coming back. Plus, the company wasn’t half bad. Kristoff was willing to stop by now and then to talk and Anna was always ready to accompany her.

Her thoughts didn’t do much to distract her as she waited for Anna to come back in. Idly she organized her notebooks, wondering which subject she needed help in. Maybe math? Merida often complained about the Statistics course, and Anna always jumped in with full agreement. Elsa had been pleased that Anna had asked for her help. Anna had been so sincere and even embarrassed about asking for the assistance that she couldn’t help but say yes.

It was nice to be able to do something for Anna instead of the other way around. To be helpful and secure in knowing what she was doing for once in the friendship. Anna needed help studying and Elsa was good at math; no brainer. If it was another subject, even one that she ended up being horrible in, she was sure they could figure it out together.

Anna had even been a better student then she had expected. Initially she had been a bit annoyed but she had settled into the session. Being attentive and even asking questions instead of letting Elsa drone on. And she hadn’t complained, at least until the food arrived when she decided it was time for a break. Derailing any attempt to continue.

Elsa had preferred a salad to something heavier. It was almost fascinating to watch Anna put away three waffle’s worth of sugar, cream, strawberries and syrup. She had never seen somebody put away so much food before. There was Merida, but as a member of the cross country track team it made sense. Anna on the other hand had no viable way to devour so much.

The coffee itself was another thing that both amused and horrified her sense of sensibility. The Stones were familiar enough with their regular’s tendencies that they had brought enough sugar, creamer and what looked like a small bottle of chocolate syrup when the half-filled cup had come over. Most of which went straight into the cup filled halfway with the bitter drink.

Elsa enjoyed watching the process, even if her teeth almost hurt thinking about how much sugar was in that one cup. Of course, Anna didn’t overlook the curiosity.

All Elsa knew was that Anna grew quieter and quieter as they ate their dinner. She seemed to stare off in the distance, and Elsa noted that sometimes she started as if she had been caught doing something wrong. Even though there was no conversation it felt comfortable, and Elsa felt no need to interrupt Anna’s thinking.

Eventually she put her food aside and pulled out a bit of her own work; an essay for one of her engineering classes. She was still at the outline stage, something she could easily do without most of her sources in front of her. Certain that Anna would start talking when she was ready she lost herself in scribbling down notes. Pulling different text books out as she referenced the analyses she’d need.

Anna on the other hand had spent the last few minutes keeping her eyes strictly on her plate. Her fork chasing after the last few bits of waffle and blueberries. That didn’t keep her thoughts from wandering back to her companion. It had started innocently enough, like it always did. Moving slowly, but surely from subject to subject until she started to wonder how Elsa would look in a red dress. Maybe one with a Mermaid cut that had showed off the back… Anna let herself have the fantasy for a few seconds before derailing the thought train. How about something else to fill the headspace with, math, how about that?

If math couldn’t cool off her head then she was doomed.

Anna pushed her plate away, piling it on top of Elsa’s empty salad plate before taking a quick look over the table. Elsa had started working on something, filling a notebook with words and what looked like equations, diagrams and models. Instead of bothering for her attention she pulled her own work back over. Seeking to douse her head in some math herself.

That lasted for about twenty minutes before Anna accepted that she wasn’t going to get any more studying done. Even when she wasn’t thinking about girls she was drifting off to thoughts about anything but math. The cincher being the chocolate pie Bulda had walked by to put in the glass display by the counter.

“I give up, no more.” Anna buried her head in her math textbook, her words muffled in the pages. Groaning in annoyance she caught the attention of Elsa; who was startled from analyzing the differences in load bearing structures at the sound. Elsa blinked as she re-connected with the world, her essay being put aside both mentally and physically as she focused her attention on her friend.

Anna had sprawled over the table, looking quite contrite with math in general.

“Anna you can’t just give up.” Anna still had her face in her book, her whole body tense as her hands pulled themselves up to cover her head from view.

“No, I hate math.” She pulled away as she grumbled. They sat like that for what felt like forever, but was in reality only a few minutes.

Elsa touching her was never a casual thing. It might seem like it was, but Anna was always very conscious of any and all of the occurrences. Anna just pretended they weren’t a big deal. She tapped the book first, but Anna forced herself to stay still. Eventually her tutor resorted to giving a pigtail a light tug. The pull had her looking up from her book immediately, letting her catch Elsa as she tilted her head with a concerned look.

It was enough to have her spilling her guts, even if she had to change it to a white lie on the fly.

“Sorta? Along with math I’ve been having some other problems.” Elsa put her hands on the table, her fingernails tapping on the table as she waited for Anna to keep on rambling. Which she did after she realized that Elsa had put everything aside to listen.

“Oh! You’re… Okay sure. I, uh, got something important to do but I’m kinda too chicken to go and do it.” Anna wasn’t looking at her, which was odd. Normally that only happened when she was too embarrassed from something Merida had said.

“Any particular reason why?”

Anna hesitated, her voice starting and failing a few times before she found the right words. “I got something I need to say but well… The audience is intimidating and I don’t know how they’d react.”

Elsa took the words and worked out a scenario that fit the sequence. Anna did have a speech class this semester, normally she danced her way through the class without a problem. Was there something controversial that she needed to conduct a speech on? The idea of Anna being afraid to say something seemed odd but there was obviously something if she was this upset about it.

“So you think they would react badly to your speech. I’m assuming you practiced and support your opinion one hundred percent and are ready to defend your position?” The nod was confirmation enough. “Then why not? The worst that could happen would be your audience disagreeing with you. And I’m sure they would be mature enough to agree to disagree when it comes down to it. You’re too… you to let somebody’s opinion matter so much as to render you speechless. You’re the bravest person I know, so why not bring that bravery to the front?”

Elsa watched as Anna opened and closed her mouth. There was a bit of blush over her cheeks but the grateful smile caught her attention more quickly.

“That was… very motivating. I’ll get to practicing what I need to say and get to performing it. Properly, at the right time.” Elsa was pleased to see that her motivation speech had gone over so well.

“Sooner you get it done the less amount of time you have to panic over it you know.”

“Yeah. Will do.” Anna choked out, but she smiled when Elsa looked at her concerned.

An hour later Anna was laying on her bed, head all a-flutter just like the caged butterflies in her stomach. Her face was covered by her hands, and she was debating on switching for a pillow. Did Elsa know? Or was she just that obvious? Could she be? Maybe she was.

She was started from her thinking by the sound of a little bell. The sound was the ringtone to a certain somebody that had helped her plan out the date and gave her a proverbially kick in the pants to ask her crush out.

It took her longer then she wanted to admit to find her phone, sometime over the day she had tossed it into her tote, too nervous to really do anything with it. A quick check confirmed that it was Belle asking about her date.

Ding - How did the date go? ;D

Smiles- :(

Ding - Oh Dear.

Smiles - Els thought it was a study date

Smiles - FML

Smiles - gonna ace the test tho

Ding - Anna, how are you feeling? Are you upset that she didn’t understand? Did she make an honest mistake?

Anna sighed, trying to think of how to respond to that. She wasn’t upset so much as disappointed. Okay, Belle had a point. Was Elsa even gay? Was Anna bisexual or just hetero with a side of gay for Elsa?

Another response popped her out of her self reflection.

Ding - ? Hello?



Smiles - Kinda upset but cant really b u know? Besides it isn‘t like Els wears a sign w/ her sexuality



Ding - You know instead of relying on ‘gaydar’ you could just ask her outright.



Ding - Or you can do option two. :p Ask her.



Smiles - Remind me to text you a pic of the gal

Anna sat up and moved away from her bed, resolved to get out of her funk. This was a setback yeah, but she wasn’t going to get depressed because Elsa hadn’t understood the homo intended part. Besides, Elsa had practically given her the green light to confess. Unintentionally, but it still counted!