Author's Note: My betas are all caught up, and I am back! I'll keep the updates constant until the fic ends, so don't worry about another last minute break. I hope that wasn't too painful for you, but I promise, you're in for a ride.

Anna could scarcely believe it. Despite how homey the outside of the school was, it was still a private school with uniforms and everything, and she had been convinced that her classroom was going to be this cold sterile place where the kids would have to learn latin and have their knuckles cracked with rulers – though in hindsight as she was their teacher, she was pretty sure she could have stopped that part. Instead, the room was warm and inviting, there were toys and pillows, a few bookcases piled to the brim with picture books. She was going to add a few of her own touches, but it was already nearing perfection. Elsa really had found her the perfect job.

She had some meetings soon, but she wanted to take the time to get accustomed to her classroom, she couldn't look like she had no idea where she was when the kids showed up the next week. The class roster had been waiting for her in the office, so Anna went over it, doing her best to memorize the names, though without a face to match them to, that was somewhat of an impossible task. Still, she could at least start the process.

Once she'd gone over the list a few times, she grabbed the construction paper and sharpies that she brought, and began going through the list, making two copies of each name. When she was done, she laminated the whole set, and then taped one set of the names over the cubbies near the door. It was a pretty full class, there was only one extra cubby when she was done. Next, she folded the other set, and taped them to the front of each desk. They weren't yet in her preferred placement, but she'd have time for the actual organizing later, she just wanted to have the desks all ready and labeled for when the students arrived.

Before she could take an inventory of supplies and see what else she'd need to pick up before she grabbed Nani and Lilo from the airport, it was time for the first meeting. I really hope the other teachers aren't as bad as 'private school' makes them sound. Maybe I'm just biased. I've been in public school for too long.

The other teachers did their best to prove her right. She could hear snide remarks about her clothes while they waited for the last few people to file in. Elsa had offered to buy her some new outfits, but her clothes were professional and they suited her – and it wasn't like they were even as gaudy as Giselle's, anyway! It's just a normal grey skirt and a checkered top, can they seriously tell that it's cheap fabric from halfway across the room?

A man who made both Gaston and Kristoff seem small took one of the last empty seats next to her – the only place there were still empty seats – and offered her a warm smile. "Don't worry about them." He held out a hand with digits that looked more like sausages than fingers, but with a calloused and dexterous grip when she took it. "They give everyone that treatment. I think your outfit's cute."

Please say he's not hitting on me. I really do need a friend and don't want to have to deal with coming out any more than I absolutely have to here. "Thank you. Does every school have people like that?" She could still rememberhow they'd treated Esmeralda for just being a little different.

"In my experience, yeah." He chuckled. "They were the popular girls in school, so they just want to spend their lives there forever, and keep acting like those same spoiled high school kids they were."

The aforementioned women glared daggers at him, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Name's Maui, by the way. Maui Kalani."

"Anna Agnarrsen." She grinned back. Is it racist if I notice that Polynesian people seem to love me? Before she had the chance to say anything more, Helga cleared her throat, and the room went silent. Apparently, the catty women from earlier at least respected her – though that may have just been because they didn't want to be fired.

They went over a number of things, but none of it was particularly interesting. Dress codes, disciplinary policies, policy changes, forms they'd have to fill out, all of those sorts of things, and Anna found herself barely listening. It was important, she supposed, but it was far from interesting. Several hours later, she was finally free from her meetings, and she could go back to her classroom.

"Oh, so you're taking Ms. Sinclair's old class?" Maui asked, from the door next to hers. "I should've realized."

"Yeah. What class do you teach?" she asked.

He gestured at the door behind him with his meaty thumb. "Kindergarten. I already finished all of my preparations if you need any help."

Anna shook her head. "I'm all right. I really just want to get a handle on it myself. If someone else does it then I won't know where it is – you know how it is."

"I feel you." He smirked. "Well, I hope you like your new class. I promise, it's not as bad as they make it look."

Another shake as she smiled back. "I'm sure it'll be great. You and Helga have both been so welcoming, and the classroom is gorgeous – and huge – it's just going to be a big change from public school."

"Oh, you used to teach public school? And here I figured you must have just graduated."

I'm going to assume that he means that I look young and not that I seem inexperienced. "Nope. I've been teaching for – wow, seven years now."

"Well, you don't look it."

"Thank you. How long have you been teaching?"

"Oh," he sighed, "must be eleven years now. I still love it, most of the time."

Chuckling, Anna nodded her head. "I know what you mean. It can definitely be pretty overwhelming at times, but hey, it's better than teaching high school."

He whistled. "You used to do that? Damn, I spent a single year as a substitute teacher and I don't think I could ever deal with a high school again. It's the worst!"

"It really is." She thought back to Snow, her friends there, and how much better things had gone her last year. "Well, it can be all right, but it's definitely not the same."

"If you say so, I thought it was awful."

She couldn't blame him for that, she'd thought the same for long enough. "Well, it was great meeting you, I'm gonna go get everything organized and buy some supplies."

"Sounds like a plan. I'm probably gonna go buy some snacks and food for if the kids aren't eating at home. I'll grab some extra so you can keep them in your room if you'd like."

"I was going to do the same, but I'm sure my students wouldn't complain about having more options." She grinned up at him. So, he really was as nice as he was acting. This wasn't a come on, no one flirted by talking about starving abused kids. "Does that happen much here? I mean, it's a private school, I'd kind of assumed –"

He nodded.

"Damn."

With a shrug, he replied, "Just because they're rich doesn't mean they care. And then some of them don't care and are broke, but generally that's not until the higher grades when there are more kids with scholarships. It isn't much different from public school as far as I know, they just have uniforms."

"Huh. I guess I just thought it would be – well, different."

"Sorry to disappoint you."

"No, you haven't. I'm just glad I'm already getting along with my next-door neighbor." Her teeth showed in a grin. If those other teachers had been the only ones she'd encountered – well, she'd still love the job, but she'd love it less. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'll make sure to get some raisins, they keep really well, and who doesn't love raisins?"

Anna didn't love raisins, but she didn't want to ruin his spirits, so she just gave him a thumbs up as she returned to her brand new classroom. She was so excited to get this all set up!

The back of Anna's Kia was almost entirely filled with toys, snacks, books, stickers, pencils, markers, crayons, stamps, and reams of construction paper. She may have gotten a little carried away. Hopefully, Nani and Lilo's bags weren't going to be too big. Right, because people move across the country and take nothing with them. Elsa had offered to hire movers for them too, and had been very insistent. Nani had been planning on just paying for a Uhaul and driving across the country herself, but upon it being pointed out to her that she would have to drive Lilo across the country, and all that that would entail, she soon gave in. So, there was at least a chance that they wouldn't have much in the way of bags.

JFK International airport was either having a busy Monday, or Anna had no idea what it was normally like and this was completely ordinary. Either seemed equally likely to her as she sat in the arrivals section, tapping on her steering wheel as the top 20s played over the radio. She'd thought about swinging by home and grabbing Olaf, so he'd be able to see his friend the second she landed, but by the time she'd finished shopping, their plane was already supposed to have arrived.

After a half hour wait, she finally saw Nani's familiar black hair in a crowd. She sat up, taking her feet off of the dashboard and opening the door, having to close it immediately as an annoyed driver honked at her. She clambered out over the passenger seat and waved for her friend.

The instant that she was within reach, Anna threw her arms around Nani. "I've missed you so much!"

"It's been like three weeks."

"I don't believe you. It feels like it's been so much longer." As she pulled back, Anna found Nani beaming back at her.

"I've missed you too."

"Where's Olaf?" Lilo whined.

"Say hi to your Aunt Anna," Nani scolded.

Lilo stared up at her and stomped her foot. "No."

"Fine, then go sit in the car while we handle the bags."

"Fine!" she glared at Nani as she flung open the door and climbed in, slamming it behind her.

Anna stared after the little kid. "Bad flight?"

"Bad few weeks." Nani groaned, pinching

the bridge of her nose. "I really thought I could handle it without you. But, hey, moving to New York should be pretty fun. And I already have a place to stay." She chuckled. Anna had been shocked by how quickly she'd agreed to the moving in with them idea, she'd really expected it to take some convincing.

"You sure you're okay with –" Anna tried to figure out how to phrase it, "Everything?"

She shook her head. "No, but I'll live. You two are adults and you can make your own decisions, I'm just not up for putting up with not having my best friend – or Lilo's other mom."

"I'm –" It wasn't the first time Nani had ever said it, but it struck her each time. Despite the strange image, Anna couldn't help but feel choked up over it. Wiping away a tear, she replied, "Well, I'm glad you're out here."

"Hopefully Lilo will be too. You don't know what she's been like since you left! After your visit she was acting better again and I thought maybe – but no, she's just been getting so much worse all over again. I don't know what to do. She's refused to even try to make other friends, she has this new imaginary –"

The door flew open, almost hitting a pedestrian. "Come on!" Lilo shouted.

"I see what you mean," Anna muttered.

Nani grabbed the suitcases. "I'll tell you about it later. Let's just get going before she makes any more of a scene – or attacks someone." The suitcases barely fit in the car, but they managed.

"Hey, real quick – is it racist if I notice that Polynesian people seem to really like me? It's driving me crazy, I don't want to be racist."

Nani stared at her, looking utterly done with her shit – so, nothing new. "Only if you think they like you because they're Polynesian, rather than just remarking on the oddity."

"Oh, okay." She breathed out a sigh of relief. "My new friend at my school is Polynesian, and I didn't want that to be weird."

"Well, if that's all, then you're fine, and we don't have to sacrifice you to the volcano god."

Anna's eyes widened. "Wait, what?"

"Okay, you might be a little racist."

"You tricked me."

The door opened again and Lilo repeated her command, all the louder. She really was going to end up making a huge scene. They decided to get out of there before they had to deal with any onlookers.

Back home, Lilo catapulted out of the car, in search of her friend.

The two tired women followed after her. They'd both had very long days, and the past twenty minutes in the car with Lilo had been enough to lower Anna's spirits, even after a day spent living her dream. She still had no idea where Lilo could've found that lighter. She couldn't even imagine how Nani must be feeling – she'd been stuck with her in that plane all day.

"Who're you?" Lilo shrieked, hissing like a frightened cat and ducking behind Anna.

Belle stared down at the little monster, looking as demure as ever in her knee-length teal dress, with her hair down in its natural curls. "So, I take it this is Lilo?"

She hissed again, digging her nails into Anna's calf.

"I'm afraid she's gone feral." Nani groaned, dropped her bag in the middle of the living room and fell into the couch.

Another hiss.

"Lilo, that hurts," Anna hissed back.

"I'm Belle," Belle added.

"Lilo, behave," Elsa hollered from the kitchen, followed by the sound of the fridge door slamming.

"Yes, Sensei," she muttered, releasing the captive limb.

Leaning against the wall, Anna held her leg behind her to examine her calf. "I'm bleeding." She sighed. This wasn't exactly new, but it was certainly a lot worse. She was just glad Lilo still only had her baby teeth – biting was a question of when, at this point, not if.

Carrying a serving tray – likely one of Tiana's – Elsa showed up with four beers and two fruit punches. I can't believe she's using that. Most of Tiana's stuff is gone by now, but she hasn't even touched the few things she left behind. "I figured you all could use a drink. Dinner is supposed to be here in about fifteen minutes."

Lilo jumped up, reaching for one of the beers. "I want black linguine!"

Elsa jerked the tray up, out of Lilo's reach. "Well, I ordered Italian, but I didn't think to get that." I'm sure Tiana made her have more than enough of that to last for her entire life. "Is alfredo okay?"

"No!"

"Lilo, you love alfredo," Nani firmly stated, into a pillow.

"Blood sausage."

Elsa rolled her eyes. "That's not even Italian."

The little girl glared up at her sensei, doing her best to look intimidating. If she was taller than a garden gnome, it might've actually worked.

"Lilo?" Olaf's voice came from upstairs. "Lilo! You're here!" Yawning as he descended the steps two at a time, he sprang toward his friend. "I didn't know it was time! I can't believe it!"

Apparently losing interest in fighting for dominance with Elsa, she flung her arms around Olaf, squeezing him tight. "I've missed you. I haven't had anyone else to torment! What was I to do? I had to make new friends – and you know how I am – you can't just leave me like that!"

When they finally pulled apart, tears streamed down her cheeks and rimmed Olaf's eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. And Mama said you were coming out here soon – so I thought." Pouting, he looked up at his mother before turning back to Lilo. "I'm sorry."

"Don't do it again," she growled, her eyes narrowing.

"Lilo, it wasn't his fault," Anna insisted. Why do I even bother?

"Then it's yours!" She turned on Anna, fire burning in her eyes, the tears continuing their fall unimpeded. "You took my friend away from me!"

"You saw him three weeks ago."

"For the first time in weeks! And then you just took him again! I didn't know when I'd see him again and I –" she clutched onto Olaf's arm, digging her nails in, "he's mine. You can't just take him away!"

"I think someone has a crush." Belle chuckled, apparently taking the impotent rage far less seriously than it deserved.

This did Anna the benefit of stealing Lilo's ire. "What's wrong with you? He's my minion! I can't just lose my right-hand man! What would the other villains think?"

"Villains?"

"You stand before the almighty Lilo: conqueror of all she beholds!"

"You're my padawan, you have not conquered me," Elsa muttered, leaning her tray against the wall to pop open a glass bottle of craft brew on it.

"Conqueror of all she beholds except my sensei!"

Belle smirked, beaming down at her. "And what a cute evil queen you are."

"The cutest. But my cuteness is no mark of my power. Fear me for my might, love me for my cute."

Olaf cocked his head, studying his slightly more maddened partner-in-crime.

"Oh, I do. You're a fearsome creature to behold."

"Indeed." She turned back to Elsa. "I shall forgive the lack of black linguine, if there is coffee ice cream."

Elsa drained half of her beer in a single swig before setting it back on the tray. "While I don't want you to think that I'm giving into your demands, there actually is coffee ice cream in the freezer."

"That is acceptable."

"I'm hungry," Olaf muttered, clutching his tummy. "What time is it?"

"It's close to six." Anna checked her phone. 6:30 is still close to 6:00. "Sorry, I didn't realize we were going to be quite so late."

Before anyone else could explode for some reason or another, the doorbell rang. "That'll be the food," Elsa said. "Could one of you get it? I'm going to go set this stup— this thing down."

"I'll get it," Belle chirped. "Do I need your card or anything?"

"I don't think so."

"Gotcha." Grinning, she spun around and pranced toward the door. She's in a good mood. I should ask her why. Maybe it's the first day of her partnership or something?

Just a few short minutes later, they were all gathered around the dining room table. They'd had to drag over two stools from the bar, as there were only four chairs, but Lilo and Olaf seemed more than happy to sit in them, perched high above the other diners.

"Someone remind me to order some new chairs for next day delivery later," Elsa mused, heaping some spaghetti Bolognese onto her plate.

"Sure," Anna replied, squeezing her hand under the table as she looked over the food, trying to decide where she wanted to start.

"I can't believe how big my household has gotten." The comment was more muttered than said, and was likely just to herself.

Nani gave her a look of concern. "I'm sorry about that. I promise we'll get out of your hair as soon as we can find a place. Thank you so much for offering. I don't know how I would've – it means the world to me."

Elsa shook her head, looking increasingly guilty as she glanced between Nani and Lilo. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just a lot to get used to. First Belle, then you – and I'm not complaining about you either, Belle. It's kind of nice. And neither of you need to find a place anytime soon. I really like having my house not feel so empty all the time, and you're welcome to stay as long as you need. Hell, I already told Belle that she could stay here for two years to save up for her partnership payment, and I'm sure that saving up enough to find a place to live on a delivery person's salary isn't any easier."

Is she saying Nani can just live with us indefinitely? Like, for years? That would be amazing! Wow, I have only lived with three different people – excluding Olaf – in my life until now, and I'm living with all but one of them again. "Are you sure, Elsa?" Anna asked. "I know I kind of pushed it on you, and I don't want you to just say it because of that."

"I'm not just saying it." The guilt fell away to reveal a soft and genuine smile. "The noise and clutter is a huge change, but I really do like it. It's my house, if I wasn't okay with it, I wouldn't have said that they could do it. I have two rooms that weren't being used – well, mostly – I don't mind letting my friends take advantage of that."

"Well, if that's how you treat your friends, then I'm more than happy to count myself as one." Nani blew out a breath, relaxing in her chair, the tension fading out of her. "New York is expensive. I wasn't looking forward to that apartment hunt."

"You're practically family. I know how much you mean to Anna, and that means you're important to me. Besides, Olaf and Lilo clearly need each other."

"Lilo, no biting!" Nani shouted.

Everyone turned at once to find Lilo holding Olaf's arm before her mouth. "But I'm hungry."

"There's pasta primavero right in front of you. Eat that, not Olaf."

"But I need flesh."

"Then have some chicken alfredo."

Her eyes narrowed, but she released the arm and stabbed her fork through the penne on her plate.

Nani turned back to Elsa, looking far more exhausted than she was annoyed, embarrassed, or any of the other emotions that momentarily showed. "Are you certain? If you wanted to just kick us out right now, I wouldn't blame you in the slightest."

"I'm sure. Olaf's the one that might be upset, I'm not really affected in any way. She listens to me. You okay with it, Olaf?"

"Yes, Sensei. I'm used to it."

"Good minion."

Chuckling, Elsa leaned over to grab some of the garlic bread from the bowl in the center of the table. "Then I suppose it's all fine."

"I don't know how you handle my insane little sister. Everyone else is ready to give up on her in a matter of minutes. I had to beg Rapunzel to keep her in her class."

"Oh, it's easy, I have experience."

Anna kicked her under the table, glaring at her partner. "And just what do you mean by that?"

Rubbing her shin, Elsa smirked back.

Olaf twirled buttery pasta around his fork. "Mama, it's not nice to kick people."

If I say 'she was asking for it,' then I'm really setting a bad example for my son. On the other hand, she was. "You're right Olaf. I'm glad at least someone in this household can actually be nice."

"Oh, I'm very nice," Elsa purred.

"She is letting us live here rent free," Belle pointed out.

Nani smirked. "Yeah, and she even puts up with your insanity. Maybe she's who Olaf got all of his niceness from. I've always wondered."

Her jaw dropped as Anna stared at the traitor. "I am a saint!"

"Yeah!" Belle said. "Anna is so nice. And she's not at all crazy, just a bit of a dork."

"Thank you?" Is that not as much of an insult anymore? I'm honestly not sure, but at least she's siding with me. How old is Belle, anyway, now that I think about it? I just assumed she was my age, and dork was definitely still mean when I was in school.

"You're welcome." The overeager grin made it abundantly clear that she had not intended it as even a playful insult.

Anna shook her head and bit into her chicken. For delivery Italian, the restaurant was at least as good as the nicest places she'd tried before. "Mmm. And I'm not crazy."

"Aww, but you're my crazy," Elsa said, brushing her hand through Anna's hair for a mere second before returning it to her food. Right. We can't look that affectionate. That has to sound sibling-y. Which it would be doing a lot more convincingly if I wasn't blushing so damn hard.

Nani rolled her eyes and focused very intently on her food. Anna had really hoped that she'd eventually come around, but she supposed that resigned acceptance was better than the reaction that she'd feared. It was tough to decide whether Belle beaming at them was better or worse of a reaction.

"Aunt Anna, are you going to marry Sensei?" Lilo asked.

Elsa looked ready for her wake, as she stared at her padawan dead-eyed. If she wore casual clothing once in a while, she wouldn't look ready for her own funeral. And hey, at least I'm not the one that screwed it up! I was so sure I was going to be. I almost did – what? A billion times? A trillion? Probably more. I am not subtle.

"What?" Elsa swallowed, trying her best to look nonplussed, either definition, and failing miserably on both counts.

"Don't be ridiculous," Nani said, coming to the rescue. "They could never get married." Anna glared at her. Why am I getting mad at that? It is not the point right now.

"Oh," Lilo replied, apparently already convinced.

"Yeah!" Olaf added. "She can't marry my Aunt Elsa. Then what would I call her? That would just be weird."

"Exactly!" Anna shouted, doing her best to rein herself in. It was not easy. Having her relationship revealed to her son was only her worst fear. "I don't know why you'd even think otherwise – I mean she's just my sister. Not like anything –" she chuckled, "That's so weird. It's just funny. It's hilarious, obviously."

Elsa patted her thigh. I may be getting a little carried away. "What makes you ask that, Lilo?" Her voice was impressively calm. All of that lawyering experience must have been helping. At least, Anna hoped that was the reason, as otherwise she had absolutely no excuse.

"I dunno. You two just seemed really lovey. Like how Aunt Anna was with Aunt Moana. And you're all my aunts, so I don't see why this would be any weirder. Two women can get married now, Mom!"

The adults all glanced at each other, silently discussing how to handle this. Does she really not know we're related. "That's not really the issue," Nani tried. Wow, she didn't even touch on being called mom. The only other two times it's happened she was gushing about it for weeks.

"Of course, women can get married," Belle said. "Is that something that you think you're going to want to do when you're older?"

Anna blinked, staring at the young lawyer. That may have just been the best way to handle things, and she hadn't even thought of it. "Wait, Lilo, are you gay?"

She stared at all of them. "Why would I be anything?"

"What?" Elsa asked.

"God, you people." She munched her vegetable-filled pasta and looked out at the curious grown-ups. "What?"

"You just haven't – I mean – are you?" Nani asked.

"Am I what?"

Finally tearing her gaze away from the maddening child for a moment, Anna noticed that her son also looked confused – but by them, not by Lilo. I suppose he wouldn't be surprised by anything Lilo does, but I do wonder if that means he already knew.

"What do you mean 'why would I be anything?'" Belle asked.

She rolled her eyes. "I am the god emperor of mankind, and evil overlord supreme. I don't need any other labels."

"Aren't you kind of young to say something like that?" Anna asked.

Elsa shrugged. "What? Too young to not be anything in particular? Besides, I knew when I was her age, and I had my label quite firmly decided on."

"Yeah," Belle agreed. "I was five when I figured it out. Just not wanting to label yourself at that age seems super reasonable."

"Well – but – doesn't that mean something?" And I'm not just jealous that I didn't know until I was thirty. Besides, there's nothing wrong with not knowing until then. Not that either of them are saying that.

Nani shook her head, and tried to return her attention to her food, only glancing back at her sister a few times. "Honestly, with her it's so tough to tell. This might just be a game. Or maybe it's Stitch talking right now for all I know."

Anna's fork paused halfway to her mouth. "Stitch?"

"I was trying to tell you about it earlier."

"Stitch isn't an it!"

"Her imaginary friend."

"And they're not imaginary!" Lilo leaned forward, risking falling off of the barstool to glare at Nani. "They're real! And they're the one friend I can actually count on!"

With a sigh, Nani gave an apologetic look to everyone else. "I think she's just really missed Olaf. She'll be better. I promise."

Immediately demonstrating just how much better she intended to be, Lilo flung her plate of pasta at Nani's face and jumped to the floor, shooting a glare at everyone gathered there before she spun on her heel and stormed off, stopping only to grab the coffee ice cream and a spoon.

Nani attempted to wipe the food off of her face. It had been a paper plate with a plastic fork, so there weren't any cuts, or ceramic shards to deal with. They likely all silently wondered whether or not she'd still have thrown it if it hadn't been. "I'll go talk to her."

"Give her some time," Anna suggested. "It sounds like she's been –"

"This is all my fault," Olaf sobbed. Anna had honestly assumed that he'd followed Lilo and was surprised to find her son sobbing into his spaghetti. "I never should've left."

"Olaf –"

"I'm going to my room." He set his plate on the table and followed after his friend.

"You should stay and eat dinner," Anna insisted, trying not to sound like he'd be in trouble if he didn't. "It might be best to let her cool down first."

He shook his head. "I need to tell her I'm sorry."

"I'm the one that took you away. I can talk to her."

"Bullshit," Nani spat. "She's my kid, I can handle this."

Belle cleared her throat. "Or, she may actually need that alone time. She's clearly dealing with some stuff. Everyone can talk to her if they want, but if she's too angry to listen, then it's not going to help."

"But –" Olaf began.

"Belle's right," Elsa said, cutting him off. "Eat your food, Olaf. I promise, you can talk to her when you're done, just give her a few minutes at least."

Anna glanced at her partner before nodding in agreement. "You're right."

"But what if she needs me?" He sniffed, wiping at his eyes with his fists.

"I'm sure she does, but she needs to cool down first."

Nani grumbled. "She grabbed her ice cream first. She's clearly all right enough to have that. Let her finish that, then you and I can both go talk to her. I'll even let you go first."

Picking up his plate, Olaf gave a shaky nod. "Okay, Aunt Nani. You promise?"

"I promise."

They finished their meal in silence, all of their thoughts on Lilo. Anna couldn't help but feel whiplashed by the massive swerve from her wonderful start at her new school, her new friend, and finally seeing Nani, to the crushing reality of how poorly Lilo had been processing things. She'd tell Elsa about school later, Lilo had to be the priority right then. She just wished that she could help, but of all the people that Lilo listened to, she wasn't one of them. This was going to take some work.