"Wait, is the colon the one with two dots or the one with the comma thingy?"

Elsa was squinting hard at my laptop screen, socked feet in my lap as I lay sprawled across my bed. It was November, almost Thanksgiving break of my senior year, which I was miraculously spending at Milton. I was sure Weaseltown was going to deny my application but something told me that Mom and Coach Kai had a hand in the decision-making process. At any rate, I wasn't going to complain. I could spend senior year at the same school as my amazing girlfriend and that's all that mattered. I crooked my neck to look over at her - she was wearing an adorable blue turtleneck and looked absolutely incandescent. We'd been dating for over a year and I still wasn't over my luck.

"Two dots," was all she said, still concentrating on the screen. I had once again cajoled her into proofreading an English essay of mine. Stupid Shakespeare again - As You Like It. This one, ironically, had a cross-dressing girl in it. Elsa laughed herself to the point of tears when I told her that was the play I was assigned for the semester. I could only shut her up by kissing her.

"Did I use it wrong?" I asked. I'd come to the conclusion that English literature was beyond me. At this point, I just needed that diploma.

Elsa didn't answer, she was pounding the delete button furiously. This didn't concern me; I'd learned to take any sort of rewrites she would give me. She was a master at making it all flow. I pinched one of her big toes and wriggled it to get her attention.

"Hello? Elsa? Queen of the Ice and Snow? Queen of my heart?"

She pulled her foot from my reach, giggling involuntarily.

"Stop it!" she said severely. "Do you want this edited or not?"

"I do! I do!" I said, pouting as she removed both of her feet from my lap and sat up. "I'm sorry."

"I'm almost done," she said, squinting and scrolling.

"Okay." I crawled up the bed to put my head on her shoulder. She gave my forehead a quick peck.

"What do I always say about patience, Anna?"

"It's a virtue. I know. Thanks, mom."

Elsa shrugged her shoulder to jostle me playfully. I listened to her slender fingers type while staring across the room at my badass lady posters, which had been transplanted there upon my Milton admission. Finally, after many agonizing pauses, Elsa closed the laptop with a snap and looked over at me.

"All done," she said.

"Good," I said, rolling onto her and immediately catching her mouth with mine. There was something to be said about kissing girls; their lips were so much more delicious. I always started it but I could leave it to Elsa to deepen it. We were always hungry for each other...

The make-out session was short-lived, however, as I heard my roommate's key in the lock. We broke apart reluctantly, still tangled in each other's limbs but heads turned toward the door.

Gerda was used to walking in on us like this, she never made things awkward, just matter-of-factly strolled in as though nothing was amiss in that startling silent way of hers. She was a wonder. She often had Kristoff in tow, as they had also been dating for about a year now, and such was the case today.

He tipped an invisible hat at us as he closed the door behind them. He nodded to each of us in turn, addressing us solemnly, "Ice Queen. Ladies' Man."

I extracted myself from Elsa and rolled onto the bed next to her, our hands finding each other in lieu of kisses.

"Hey guys," I said. "What's up?"

"Just went for a walk," said Gerda. "It's such a beautiful day."

"For November, that is," said Kristoff, going over and hugging Gerda around the middle from behind.

My phone buzzed from its position on the floor. I leaned over with a groan of effort and grabbed it, expecting it to be my mom. She texted me about 10,000 times a day since I moved to Milton and now that she and Coach Kai were dating (the thought still makes me want to puke) she has him checking up on me 24/7 too. It was like a nightmare that would never end.

But it was Rapunzel. She wanted us all to meet down on the soccer field, she had a surprise for me, apparently. She asked me to invite Sven, too, for Olaf's sake. Olaf had had a crush on the poor guy for months. Sven's sexuality was undetermined but Olaf was insistent on snagging some sort of date, though he would never actually talk to Sven. Punz and I had tried curbing Olaf's affection but to no avail; he did what he wanted.

And so, shooting a text to Sven, I led the trio down to the fields. And who did we find there but my two besties and Hans?

"What!?" I screamed, running full speed into his arms. My momentum carried us in a full spin before he put me back down again. "How the hell are you here?"

"We had a tour break!" he said, beaming around at everyone assembled. "So I'll be here for Thanksgiving."

"That's amazing! How's the tour?"

"Everything I've ever dreamed of."

He had definitely changed in the months since I'd last seen him. He looked more mature and slightly edgier. That punk life suited him. Rapunzel was staring like he was the next Justin Bieber or something.

Sven showed up just then and Olaf nervously ran his fingers through his hair. Rapunzel and I exchanged exasperated looks.

"Why have we all been invited down here?" asked Gerda, cutting to the chase.

"I know I'm shit," said Hans, "but since I'm here I thought we could all play a leisurely scrimmage!"

"YES," I said immediately, pulsing on the balls of my feet.

"I'll grab a ball," said Sven, running toward the equipment closet.

"I'll help!" said Olaf, skipping after him.

"All right!" said Kristoff, rubbing his hands together excitedly. "I call being on Anna's team, for sure. Gerda?"

"Definitely with Anna."

"Me too!" said Rapunzel quickly, hustling over to join my side.

"Sorry, babe," I called to Elsa, who was shaking her head, grinning.

"It's fine. Hans and I can take you, right Hans?"

"Eh…" he said, "I don't know..."

"You're only doubting me because you've never seen me play paintball," said Elsa, winking over at me. That old flutter returned to my stomach and I wondered if it would ever go away. Watching her interact playfully with my brother, I sincerely hoped it wouldn't. She was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I was gonna keep her around!

Sven and Olaf returned with the ball and took their places on Hans and Elsa's side of the field. We were ready for some four-on-four scrimmage action.

"Ready?" I said, taking my position at the front of the pack.

"Ready!" called Elsa, exactly opposite me. We both eyed the ball and each other, trying to stay stony-faced and serious.

Kristoff had enough of this stand-off.

"Three, two, one…" he shouted, practically bouncing in anticipation. "Let's go!"

And off we all went. A perfect day, playing a perfect game, with all of my favorite people. How could it get any better than this?

A/N: And there you go. Some Elsanna fluff and general comradery. After the last chapter, I was thoroughly shocked by how many people thought Elsa was actually going to murder our dear protagonist, as per the beginning of the prologue. It seems we've forgotten about Anna's irrationality and her lack of good judgment haha. Anyways, I will never be able to thank everyone enough for sticking through my terrible writing schedule and for all of the lovely reviews; they are my LIFEBLOOD. Goodbye for now, dear ones, and may Elsanna be with you, always.