theonewoody asked: Hold up! Just had a prompt idea if you're still doing them. You know you see those comedy videos of people high on pain meds after having their teeth out? And they are alternately cute AND hilarious because they're so out of it? Elsa has to go get her wisdom teeth out. Anna is there filming it for posterity as she acts all out-of-it and adorable/ridiculous. Just a thought :p

“Yer…heheh…Yer purdy…”



Anna’s cheeks hurt from the force of her smile, trying to keep the camera steady as Elsa flashed her a dopey grin. Two hours of this, and it was still just as funny to see the normally regal blonde like this. “Awwww…thank you, Els!”

Her girlfriend giggled, shaking her head a lot harder than someone normally would. “I wa’n’t talkin’ t’you,” she slurred, swaying a little and pointing a finger at something behind Anna. “Was talkin’ t’tha’ purdy lady o’er there!”

Anna scrunched her eyebrows, confused since she was the only other person in the room, and turned around to see…

“Elsa, that’s a plant.”



“And she’s fucking gorgeous!” her girlfriend suddenly exclaimed, words clear as her grin became far too adorable for her own good. Anna nearly arched an eyebrow at the surprising use of profanity before an irrational surge of jealousy passed through her.



Elsa sounded so sincere.

“Hey, hey…I’m your girlfriend, remember?” she reminded the giggling blonde, trying to make her tone light, but unable to help the hint of authority in it. “Not some…house plant. Elsa, she’s not even your favorite plant!”

Wait…why am I giving a plant pronouns?

“Yer my fav’rite plant,” Elsa giggled, booping Anna on the nose, blue eyes alight with mirth. “Yer a banana.”



Well, at least she changed the pronunciation to suit my name… “Elsa, bananas are–”

“Hey, d’you wanna marry me?” the blonde suddenly asked, the grin falling to frown as she furrowed her brow.



And Anna’s thoughts abruptly ground to a screeching halt.

“’cos I wanna marry you. Like, soon. But I dunno if you wanna marry me too,” Elsa continued, rocking back and forth in her chair like a kid with too much energy. “I got a ring ‘n’ everythin’! ‘course, I’m nervous ‘n’ stuff. ‘cos I don’t wanna mess up.” She paused to giggle again, a hand coming up to hide the wide grin that threatened to form on her face.



“’cos I really really really really really love you.”



Anna dropped the camera.

Epilogue: Anna excitedly says yes; crying and confusing the hell out of high-on-meds Elsa. When Elsa’s no longer high on meds, she barely remembers what happened, and is confused as to why Anna’s so happy and flashing her these looks like SHE KNOWS AND OH NO WHAT DID I SAY–

One week later, Elsa formally proposes.