A/N: Another free day, coming to an end in a few hours... might as well write out a good, short chapter for this fanfiction :D Spent the whole day stocking my fridge, doing laundry, and washing and waxing my cars. As for Monday to Saturday, another vicious cycle of labour awaits *depressed yay*. I really want to quickly summarize how my week goes these days; explanation to the lag to the updates: (Schedule from Monday to Saturday)

5:30 AM- Wake up+ Get dressed, 5:45-7 AM- Exercising, 7AM-7:15AM-Shower, 7:20AM-Get jumped on by my pack of dogs, 7:25AM-7:30AM-Dogs are eating while I glare at the aquarium; looking for anymore dead fishes to scoop out+ feed the lives ones (at the moment, it's 3 fishes), 7:35AM-8AM- Walking the dogs, 8:10AM-8:35AM- Getting ready for work, 8:40AM-9:15AM-Driving to work, 9:20AM-9:25AM- Buying a drink of some kind for work, 9:30AM-11:30PM- Working and somewhere around that time, my friend goes and feed my pets, 11:35PM-12:10AM- dropping few of the colleagues off at their places and driving my butt home, 12:20AM-cursing the world from the balcony, 12:25AM-12:40AM-Shower, 12:45AM-5:30AM- SLEEPING; DON'T YOU DARE WAKE ME UP.

And there is my beautiful schedule. Now, for that short chapter, enjoy!

Kristoff raised his brows at the feeble demand escaping from that full, luscious lips which quivered with hesitation. Her lips were bold red, a trait which seemed to be passed onto every female, but they were failing miserably when it came to hiding her shyness- but damn! What in the world was that woman thinking to walk into his territory like that?

Was she intentionally attempting to drive himself mad or was she that innocent and naïve like a little child? It didn't matter if the stupid princess thought of him as a man because the last time he checked his crotch while peeing in the bush, he was certain that he was a male.

Anna's thick, heavy material which made her dress were now soaked and ruined. Earlier it had been frozen rigid just like her body. However, during their stay at the Oaken's Trading Post, a place that provided warmth and heat with it's roaring fire, her clothes had thawed. Now that it had thawed, the dress was damp and thoroughly soaked and with it's wetness, the clothing snugged her petite frame closely and it emphasized her feminine curves. Then there was her usual, pale, silky skin which had burned into a, tempting flirtatious pink; a shade that could tempt any saint.

Moreover, his eyes were captivated on her luscious, fiery curls cascaded down from her head, passed her shoulder, and it's tips resting at the midway of her body. She had clearly given up on the ridiculous idea of maintaining her hairdo and allowed her hair to simply fall loose. Kristoff licked the edge of his lips as he found this style much more attractive, more exotic, more wild- more alive like a flame.

The blond smirked at the girl's audacity and continued to whip his drenched shirt off in a single, fluid motion. He kept his brown eyes on Anna and wrenched the water out of the piece of clothing into a small stash of hay. He smirked wickedly again when he noticed Anna fascinated with his body. Perhaps he was he incorrect, maybe she did see him as a man.

Nonchalantly, he flopped onto the soft, bedding of hay and stared intensely at Anna. Kristoff carefully brought of the lute of his leather sac and strum his finger against the strings.

She gulped and spoke louder, "Did you hear me? I want you to take me up to the North Mountain."

He stretched his limbs and his abdomen before sending a quick glare at the girl. Kristoff growled, "I don't take people places and I also don't take orders."

He could feel Anna pulse with anger and frustration, they leaked into the air. He smugly smiled and strummed the lute some more until Anna spat, "I am the Princess of Arendelle, Her Royal Highness Anna.

Irritation crawled up his bare skin as she tried to intimidate him with her title and he was also aroused when she bravely confronted him- he had to admit that she had balls for doing that. It looked like her fiery locks of hair matched her fiery attitude and personality.

Kristoff rose from the comforts of the pile of hay and stalker closer to where Anna stood. He could see the confidence deflating from her and she stepped backwards until her back pressed against the wooden wall. He didn't touch any parts of her body, no matter how tempted he was as she was a big lump of trouble that would blitz him without mercy. Instead, he stretched his powerful arm and his palm pressed on the wooden wall. He drew his muscular body close to hers, only so that she'd feel the heat emitting off of his body.

He leaned down to stare into her eyes and mocking said, "Well, Your Majesty, you may have the authority, the power, everything in Arendelle, but you see, this is my turf. The harsh mountains around here, is my territory. So I don't have to take you all the way up to the North Mountain, if I don't want to."

Kristoff smiled charmingly in front of her stunned face before sitting back down onto the hay stack. He picked up the lute and started singing, "Reindeers are better thank people. Sven, don't you think that's true?"

Anna was lost for words for this man! He was nothing like the gentleman painted on her castle walls nor was he kind and sweet like Prince Hans! Okay, he was only sweet to his reindeer, Sven. How in the world did Jack ever stand this jerk?! Jerk had been the sweetest guy she's ever met, but she knew he only had eyes for her older sister, Elsa so there was no point in looking for romance with him. Yet, she still had the prince of her dreams, Prince Hans. Only if he'd propose to her like the princes in the fairy tales she had read when she was a child.

Then she stared at Kristoff, who laid there lazily singing to Sven and the sight of him was infuriating.

Enraged, she shouted, "You're the biggest asshole out there!"

The half-naked man rolled his eyes and sang, "Yeah, people will beat you and curse you and cheat you. Every one of em's bad except you."

The princess snorted and said, "Yeah right."

She sat across the two as she doubted that Kristoff would suddenly say yes to her request if she let him finish his glared at her and patted his reindeer and smiled softly while she squeezed the wetness out of her dress. He crooned, "Oh, thanks, buddy."

Only if he would smile that softly at me then he wouldn't be so bad.

Anna's cheeks flushed at her incredulous thought, what was she thinking?! However, his voice was melodic and she realized that his voice could be very gentle and vexing if he wanted to be. She relaxed as she continued to hear him sing, "But people smell better than reindeers. Sven, don't you think I'm right?"

Interestingly enough, he peeked at her while rolling those words out of his mouth and for a moment, she could see his eyes darken. His intense, powerful, dominant gaze sent a shiver down her spine. A sense of masculinity rolled off of him like waves. She wasn't certain why she shivered and what she was feeling was also a new mystery. Maybe it was excitement, but she knew it was highly sensual.

She quietly listened to him say, "That's once again true, for all except you."

The corners of her lips nearly piqued up, but she didn't dare to let it show. Kristoff's eyes looked weary and sighed, "You got me. Let's call it a night."

Her eyes widened as he signaled the end of the night. He continued, "Good night. Don't let the frostbite bite."

Kristoff steadily got onto his feet and kicked the thick boots off of them, unbuckled his belt and removed his pants. Anna felt her body get jolted with electricity and heat. She fumbled her words, "Wh-what do you th-think y-you're doing?"

Kristoff yawned, "Getting ready to sleep." He reached for his boxers and she shouted, "STOP RIGHT THERE!"

Forget he, Kristoff was no where near to being the ideal gentleman. He dumbly asked, "What?"

Anna said, "Don't you dare remove that piece of clothing...because you can't go to bed now!"

He glared at her and he said, "I'm going to sleep."

As the tips of his fingers grazed against his boxers, he was shocked to find small hands secured around his. He pleasantly looked down at the innocent, paled face of Anna's; she looked very determined to keep his boxers on.

An impish grin crossed his face and Kristoff teasingly asked, "Are you volunteering to remove my boxers, yourself?"

Her face was painted red and she said, "Certainly not!"

He purposefully nuzzled next to her ear, just so that his hot breath would comb the side of her face and tickle her ear. He darkly said, "Are you sure? Because you are touching me extremely intimately."

He knew that she wasn't exactly touching him there, at least not directly, but there was a gentle pressure over his thick length. He felt a tad bit disappointed when she quickly removed her hands.

Kristoff flashed his teeth with his wicked smile and said, "Please do remember that I am a hot blooded male. But then, you are far too young for that kind of fun. Far too damn innocent and naïve like a child."

He could practically see invisible steams jetting out of her flushed face and he held back a chuckle. He wasn't too certain if she was more furious or embarrassed. Either way, it made him smug.

Anna shook and boldly exclaimed, "I am NOT! I am very much a woman and if you carried even a hint of decency, you'd be taking me to "

Kristoff was more than aroused to have her challenging him and her wide, eyes locked at the bulge beneath his boxer. He tried his best to ignore the blood pumping and flooding down to his manhood and his sac shifting closer to his body with need. Instead of acting on his impulse, the blond scoffed and crossed his arms before turning his back at her.

He lied next to Sven and continued to push down the urge to go and pick her up into his arms- and yet she had to use that teasing voice to regain his attention.

When he turned his head, he saw all the items he wished to buy earlier and she said, "I guess this bag and I are leaving."

What was he? A mongrel? A dog? He wouldn't go and stop her for the materials. As a man, he did have a higher sense of responsibility for the safety of a woman. Even if the woman was greatly agitating.

Still, he refused to budge from his comfortable spot. Instead, he growled, "Don't be stupid and just stay here. I never said that I wouldn't take you to North Mountain."

Anna taunted, "Oh yes, you proved yourself to be the big, dominant male who only did whatever he wanted to do. To be exact you said: I don't take people place or take orders from people. So I'll move my ass out there."

Kristoff argued back, "Yes, but I also did not say that I wouldn't take you there. If you haul your little, attractive rump out there, horny, hungry wolves will be gnawing on them for a midnight snack."

She said, "I'll take my chances."

With those words, she exited the barn. Kristoff groaned, "Stupid, stubborn woman."

He bolted out of the warm, secure barn and found Princess Anna stumbling her way through the blizzard. Kristoff cursed the biting cold and chased after her. Against her protests, he easily picked her up in his arms and walked back to the barn. Along the way, she continued to pound her fists against his slightly, haired chest.

He walked past the confused reindeer and returned to the soft pile with Anna in his arms.

She shouted, "Let me go!"

Kristoff concluded, "Absolutely not. You're going to run back out there. I promise to take you to North Mountain in the morning. Now please shut up, Your Royal Highness because I am exhausted from work."

He closed his eyes and she spat, "And I promise not to run off, but must I stay in your arms?!"

He kept his eyes sealed and said, "Yes, because you made me run through a blizzard while being naked. So it's obvious that you'll warm me up with your body heat."

He peeked his eyes open and stared into hers and teased, "Unless you want to warm me up in a whole different way."

Kristoff laughed when a hard punch landed on his stomach. He kept his eyes closed, but he could smell her sweet scent.

Fucking hell, this is going to be one hell of an agonizing night.

Hans was stone shocked and panicked when he saw Anna's stallion cantering in this city. He demanded, "Where's Anna?!"

He hated how stubborn and hesitant he was! He should have left with her! Damn it all!

Hans barked to his personal men and firmly ordered, "Keep all of the citizen safe. You'll be in charge."

His servants looked astounded and flustered. They asked, "Where are you going Your Majesty?"

Hans answered, "To go find Princess Anna and Queen Elsa. Prepare Citron for mounting."

They couldn't argue back to their master and replied, "Yes, Sire."

Not before long, Citron came prepared out of the barn and Hans steeled his weapon to his side. He climbed onto the animal and kicked on it's side. He'll find Princess Anna at all costs.

So I'll do 2 things this evening: Replies to all the reviews and a few questions to my readers.

Questions, first.

1) Who would you rather like to see as Anna's partner? Hans or Kristoff? Still debating about how the trio will end :/ so I really do need your answers.

2) Who would you personally date? The cool, sweet, fun loving Jack Frost? Or the fiery, wild, dominant Kristoff?

3) Should I make this fanfiction into a trilogy? All three stories with different plots of course.

Answers to all the reviews:

Shadowphoenix131: I simply blow off steam on Fanfiction. Do you know what's funny? I actually don't complain or blow off steam in real life since people are usually spilling their problems to me. I'm glad to support them, but sometimes I also need to blow off like , but I don't feel to comfortable to show emotions in real life- more like, I'm too busy for that. So I'm sorry to burden everyone with my rage episodes. Thanks for the reviews and your support to my story! :)

Lillyluvone: Um... I live in Canada 0_0"? I'm fully Canadian. Thanks for always reading and your continuous reviews.

Feyfa: Aw, I missed you too. You're one of my favourites. I think I'm far too thick skinned to take your review too personally. Constructive reviews are also helpful :) After all I always want to mold this story for my readers and fans. Yes, I love every one of you. But you really should get an account :)

TooBusyBeingAnAwkoTaco: May I please call you, AwkTaco? You're name's far too long. Anyways, I'm excited to have you on board with us :) I'm glad that you like my fanfiction that much :) makes me very happy to write.

sparkles022811: And I'm glad to see you too :) Long live Jelsa! Thanks for continuing to read my story :)

Guest: Thanks! :D

Lillyluvone: Do love Shakespeare. I've done four plays written by that brilliant man: Midsummer's Night Dream: Lysander. Romeo and Juliet: Romeo. Macbeth: Macbeth. Hamlet: Hamlet. I'm more lazy to rush it. AHAHAHAH :P

Feyfa: Not too certain if what I wrote was the kind of "action" you seeked. Yes, I'm in quite the mood right now. *Mischievous grin* But I would be in a hellish mood if you had died.

GHOST435: SOMEBODY GIVE HIM AN INJECTION OF FANFCTION. WE MUST REVIVE THIS MAN. Good to hear from you mate :)

AwkoTaco: Yup, I decided to stick to this nickname after 30 seconds. Yes, I'll update in like 2 minutes. Can you wait two minutes please?

fireninjafox: You're penname reminds me of Shippo. From Inuyasha? Do you know that anime? A classic. But aye, aye. New chapter written and posted.

See you guys soon! Cheers to everyone tonight.

-IB