A/N: Hey people, just want to say hey and ask how awesome was this movie? When I saw it I just knew a fanfiction had to be made. Just a little warning right off the bat this is Elsa/Anna which means incest and lesbian themes. (YAY, double whammy!) so if your uncomfortable with such things please relocate yourself to another story. But I would just like to say that if you've actually seen the movie, it's almost impossible not to understand this paring, am I right? Anyway enjoy and don't forget to leave me a nice review at the bottom.
Also, just a couple facts you should know: takes place before the three year time skip, Anna's fifteen, and Elsa's seventeen.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Frozen, or any Frozen characters.
Happy Birthday.
Stepping into Arendelle castle's dining room Princess Anna stared at the banner hung over her head and smiled excitedly at its presence. Running forward, the young woman continued to grin, spinning her body as she attempted to take in all the wonderful, colorful decorations that had been hung around the large room.
Ribbons, paintings, fine glass ware, all of it gleamed brightly in the fire light of the candles that had been strewn throughout the room in her celebration. It was all so beautiful. The happy colors of it all made the young woman's heart sore joy.
"Happy birthday dear," the King smiled at his youngest child. Standing next to his queen, the dignified older man was the picture of royalty. Everything from the calm dignity of his stance to the perfection of his appearance screamed of royal blood.
Unable to help herself, Anna threw her arms around her parents, smiling happily in obvious joy. In truth, she'd been waiting for this day for months. At night her candles had burned long, accompanying her insomnia as thoughts of cake and guests as well as her family drifted through her head. The fact that it was her birthday was irrelevant; it was the presence of a party that ruled her mind.
This was year her father had promised to open the gates. After years of pleading it'd taken the young girl all up to last year to finally convince her parents to lift their strange ban. She'd begged them, explaining how her only wish was to have a party, to open the gates and welcome the people of their beautiful kingdom inside. And finally her father agreed.
Thinking back to that promise, Anna's brow furled at the underhanded methods she had needed to accomplish this. Berating her father nonstop until he had agreed, if only for a moment of peace. But then, once again seeing the display of beauty around her, her face exploded with unrestrained joy.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" she exclaimed, nearly bouncing in her excitement. Once again she had to spin her body, basking in the wonder of the moment. It was only when she did this that the absent member of her family became apparent. "Isn't Elsa going to be here?"
Anna already knew the answer to this, but she couldn't help but ask. Every year she would ask the same question, and every year her parents would respond the same. And as the birthday girl observed her parents, they shared an apprehensive look forcing her heart to drop in expected disappointment
"She's… feeling under the weather dear," her mother answered. Walking forward the older woman pressed a comforting hand on her daughter's cheek. "But she wishes you a happy birthday."
Used to this, Anna did her best to smile and force back her sadness. It was a lie, she knew this. After ten years of being ignored and shunned you'd think the sting would go away. Unfortunately, no matter how long time went on it only seemed to increase.
"Well, maybe once she hears the music and fun she'll start feeling better," the pig tailed girl replied, turning her back on her mother. It was a false hope, but at the time it was the only one she had. If a party couldn't bring her recluse of a sister to light, Anna didn't know what could.
Before either parent could comment, the family's attention became distracted by the sound of doors being opened and the sight of a bright pink double tier cake being rolled into the room. This set another bout of excitement to spring from the young girl as she ooh'd and aah'd in delight.
The King and Queen smiled as their daughter turned, staring at them with wide, imploring eyes. "Yes honey, its chocolate," the mother finally answered, chuckling at her exuberant daughter and her energetic ways. Both parents laughed at their daughter's gasp of glee.
"Enjoy it dear, this is your special day and your mother and I want you to be happy," the King commented, coming to stand behind his wife and smile. "It's not every day a princess turns fifteen."
Anna was too busy staring at her dessert to offer any comment to her parents. The excitement was bubbling, almost ready to explode in her young body. Letting a bit of it out, she couldn't restrain herself as her feet bounced up and down off the stone floor.
"Oh I can't wait for the party to start!" Anna announced. Coming to her parents, she stared up them, her large eyes shining in the warm fire light. "When are the guests coming?" she asked, unable to restrain herself any longer.
As Anna's question was met with silence, a cold grasp slowly enclosed over her heart. Backing away from her parents, Anna's past excitement was gone, replaced by a look of foreboding as she observed her parents guilty expressions.
"Honey," the Queen tried to sooth her daughter. Right away Anna knew what the outcome would be.
"You promised!" she exclaimed. All at once the warm atmosphere of the room seemed to chill. The candles seemed to dim. Even the walls became not so open as they once seemed. In that single moment the beautiful room transformed into just another stifling, lonesome room in the castle.
"You promised," she repeated sadly. Just one day, it was all she asked for. One day where she could forget, forget the empty hallways, forget the dull scenery of closed windows, forget the hollow ach of absolute silence no matter where she went. She had just wanted one day to be like it had before, before her sister had started to hate her.
"Dearest," the King stepped forward, aiding the Queen in her attempt to calm their youngest child. They knew how frustrated she must be, how unfair it must all seem to her, but with Elsa's powers still unstable it was too much of a risk to open the castle to the public, even if only for one night. If only she could understand. But that was even more risky than anything else.
"I'm sorry dear, I know you were expecting to have a large party, but… we can't." Petting his daughter's hair he hopped to calm her distraught emotions. She had every right to be upset.
"But why?" she asked frustration and confusion furling her brow. Staring at her parents she implored them for any type of explanation. Any at all that explained their breaking of her trust.
The king took a deep breath before answering. "I'm afraid your mother and I have been called to one of our neighboring countries," he explained. "It was very short notice and we weren't given anytime to tell you I'm afraid."
Coming from behind her husband the queen joined her family placing a comforting hand on her daughter's shoulders. "That's right," she agreed. "And we could never open the gates so soon to our departure. Especial with our daughters left behind."
"Maybe next year," the king offered.
While she was still crushed Anna at least understood her parents reasoning. Opening the castle to the people was a large security risk, even with all the guards present there was still a vast number of variables that could go wrong. "I… understand," Anna relented, yet again forced to smile for her parents. "When do you need to leave?" she asked, fearing the answer before she'd even spoke.
"Oh honey," the queen's expression fell. "I'm afraid we only have bit of time before we must begin getting ready. The captain's warned us of an upcoming storm. If we don't leave now it could be weeks before there is another opportunity."
Seeing the crestfallen expression on their daughter, the two parents flinched back in regret. It just seemed… wrong. Her big hope filled eyes, her rosy freckle covered dimples, even her little button nose that crinkled when she laughed, It was like their daughters face had been formed to always smile, to be always happy. And they wished they could reach that accomplishment.
"We love you dearest," the King spoke, sweeping his youngest daughter into a tight hug and hoping it would be enough to whip her sadness away.
"It's only for two weeks," the Queen added in a cheerful tone. "You'll see, we'll be back before you can even miss us." Then the queen joined her husband and her daughter in their hug, wrapping her slender limbs tight against their warm bodies.
Comforted by her parents embrace, the young princess broke away from their hold just enough to stare into their faces. "Can I see you off at the docks?" she asked smiling.
Gladdened by his daughters smile, the King nodded his head, only to pause as a thought crossed his mind. "Yes," he spoke cautiously. "But perhaps you should wait for your mother and I here." Seeing the Anna's questioning gaze the king sighed. "We… need to say good bye to Elsa first."
Falling a bit at his explanation Anna stepped back and gave him a tight smile. It went without saying she wasn't welcome in their farewells. Any and all attempts to use their parents as a means to enter Elsa's room had been stumped by both parties surprisingly enough. It was one thing to have her sister reject her in such a way but when your parents agree with her, shunning you as they appeared to have meetings in secret, you couldn't help but feel left out in some way. It almost made Anna feel as though something was being hidden from her. A big secret that everyone but her was allowed to know. But then she'd shake her had admonish herself for thinking such thoughts. She would remind herself that her parents loved her and would never purposefully hide something from her. Elsa just… needed her space.
"We'll find you before our departure," the queen promised. "Why don't you enjoy a slice of cake while you wait?" Urging her daughter to sit at the large table, the queen rubbed her shoulder one last time before walking to her husband and heading for the exit.
Sitting at the table the young princess looked absolutely dwarfed with the large room and grandiose table as comparison. No sooner did the royal couple leave did a thin, hook nosed servant woman approach her.
"Would you like a slice dear?" she questioned kindly.
Smiling up at the woman Anna politely shook her head, no longer having an appetite. The servant smiled at the crestfallen young girl and showed her understanding. With a quick flick of her hand she grabbed the plate in front of her master and began to collect the other dishes and silverware set around the table.
The only sound that could be heard in the once cheerful room was clicking of the elderly woman's heels as she set about cleaning. Watching this, Anna couldn't help but sigh in remorse as she released how much time and effort the castles staff must have put to putting up so many beautiful decorations.
"Actually!" she spoke up. "I think I will have piece." Called out, the kind woman smiled happily as she was able to cut a thick piece for Anna and place it in front the birthday girl. Watching Anna she seemed to bubble with joy as the young girl made a show of it, stuffing the frosted treat into her mouth to the point her cheeks bulged and then nodding appreciatively in her direction. With a gentle pat on Anna's head she whisked away, running off to do whatever else she had to work on for the day.
Whipping the access frosting from her lips, Anna sighed, glad that at least one person seemed happy today. As much as she would love to hate her parents and their obscure rule's, Anna couldn't deny their love for her in each and everything they did. They did their best, despite their strenuous workloads and troubled children.
In her mind Anna pictured her parent's faces and frowned. It seemed everyday now they the stress of their lives could be seen, etched into their once fair features. It seemed no matter what time of day that you caught them they just looked tired. Like no matter how much sleep they got, it wouldn't ever be enough.
The young princess often worried for her parent's heath and made a note to try and not bother them unless absolutely necessary. They always seemed so busy with Elsa, always fretting over something and preparing for something. She wasn't bitter about it. She'd never once felt any kind of jealousy for her estranged sibling, it was just how things have always been for her. Also being rulers of a kingdom couldn't be easy, and Anna knew that. But it didn't make the pain of spending your days alone any less hurtful.
Staring up from her lap, the young girl stared and spotted a candle still burning in her slice of cake. Biting her lip, Anna closed her eyes and focused on the same wish she had made every year since she could remember. To understand, to understand why everything had changed, why her sister began to hate her, and most importantly, how to get it back to normal. More than anything she just wanted… to be free.
Closing her eyes, Anna focused on the sole thought and blew out her candle, completely unaware as for the first time the lone streak of platinum blond hair in her head began to sparkle, shimmering in the dimming candle light.
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Staring at her parents apologetic expressions, Princess Elsa could feel her anxiety rising with each passing second. "Do you really have to leave," she begged desperately. Already she could feel her magic rising under her gloves.
Seated on her bed, the young woman stared at her parents in fear as they the finished explaining their plans for departure. In the dim shadow of the room a small fire flickered in the fire place illuminating it of only slightly. Next to the bed, the King stood close, always putting himself between his child and his wife, ready to interfere should Elsa's magic begin to flare up. Whether this was a subconscious action, or a planned one, Elsa had grown used to it long ago. Though seeing it know, she couldn't help but wonder how much did her parents see her as their daughter… and how much was she a monster.
Seeing his daughter begin to fidget the King was quick to act, taking her hands in his own in hopes to calm the potential storm. "We believe in you," he swore with determination. "We know you can do this." He knew his eldest daughter was scared. And he would be lying if the concept of leaving her alone in the castle wasn't a little frightening to him as well, unfortunately if the kingdom wasn't to fall into ruin, he needed to step outside and renew allied friendships.
Looking into her father's eyes, Elsa took comfort in the warmth of his hands and forced her panic down. She needed to stay in control, conceal her emotions and hide anything that could be dangerous. 'Conceal, don't feel' this was her mantra, her sanctuary, and her prison. These were the laws that her father had placed upon her and these would be the rules that would lead to her safety.
"What if I lose control," she whispered in fear, much calmer than she had been before.
Seeing this, the king gave a sigh of relief before dropping her frigid hands and taking a step backwards. "This is what we've been practicing for Elsa," he spoke in a stern voice. "As long as you follow what you've been taught there shouldn't be any accidents." Then, giving the trembling teen a reassuring smile, the King bent his knee putting himself at eye level. "Elsa," he whispered. "Just imagine what it could mean if you can accomplish this. Your mother and I won't be around forever and that means we won't always be able to watch over you and stop you when you lose control. We need to know that you can do this. That you can be on your own." With his word delivered, the King remained where he was, letting the weight of his message fully descend upon his pale child.
"I'll try," Elsa forced out in a hushed whisper, shielding her face from her parent's gaze. She hated how weak she must seem to them, how troublesome. If not for her powers Elsa couldn't even begin to fathom how much easier it would be for them. How much easier it would be for all of them.
As if sensing her daughter's thoughts, standing against the back wall the queen's expression fell. In a quick moment of thought, a smiled curled at the corners of her lips. "Anna asked for today," she spoke, and seeing the quick turn of her daughter's head in her direction the queen couldn't help but smile. "She was disappointed when she realized you wouldn't be coming." Talking about her youngest daughter, the queen knew Elsa would perk up.
No matter what mood she was in, as soon as even the mere mention of her younger sibling was brought up Elsa's mood perked right up, exposing just how desperate she was for any kind of news that her parents could bring. She missed her sister terribly and loved hearing about her hijinks and about the trouble she still managed to get herself into, even without her help. It was like an oasis of joy in an otherwise dreary environment.
And true to her word, as the ice witch peered past her father and towards her mother a longing, melancholy expression bloomed on her features. "Was she happy when she saw the decorations?" she asked, a small smile curling at her lips.
Coming forward the queen nodded happily, chuckling at the memory. "You should have seen her," she sighed. "I thought her eyes were going to pop right out of her head."
Letting a small chuckle out, Elsa could almost see it in her head. Anna had always been so easily excitable, especially when they were children. If she could count the times the young pig tailed girl had ushered her off to some strange adventure, often leading to a large amount of trouble and a stern scolding from their parents, the number was higher than she could imagine.
"I wish I could have," the teen muttered wistfully without thinking. It wasn't until the words had already left her lips that she realized her mistake.
Immediately the King was off the floor and standing above his child, a stern but saddened expression on his face. "Elsa," he sighed.
Before he could say anymore Elsa was already up, off the bed and staring out her frost covered window. "I know father, you don't have to say it." While it did bring Elsa happiness, in the end thinking of her younger sibling did nothing but bring hurt to the isolated princess. Even if her parents hadn't advised against their friendship, Elsa knew better than too try and rekindle what once was. Eventually Anna would learn of her power, and once that happened it was only a matter of time before she began asking for demonstrations, and then it was just a step away from yet another accident. And troll magic might not be enough that time around. For her sister's safety, it was imperative that she never know of her powers.
At night, in her dreams, Elsa often fantasized of a time where her powers were no longer an issue. Where she had full control and no longer had to worry about such things as accidents. Where she and Anna could return to their old selves, frolicking in magic and wonderment as happy as children. Of course, that was when she awoke, left to chill in the frozen aftermath of her own emotions.
Oh how she wished to turn back time, to reverse the horrible night that ruined her and her sister's relationship. Unfortunately as much as she wanted it, Elsa had yet to locate such power in her arsenal.
"One day Elsa, one day you will have control and you will hide yourself no longer."
Unmoved by her mother's words, Elsa continued to stare out the window, unresponsive. The King and queen took this as their signal to leave.
"We will be back in two weeks," the King spoke. "Be a good girl Elsa, and we believe in you." And with those final words, he took his bride by the small of her back and walked with her from the room.
Remaining by the window, Elsa shook her head already feeling the stress and worries of the world beginning to pile on top of her. 'We believe in you' it was the same words of parting her father always used whenever leaving her room. At first it had been encouraging, a sign of reassurance that told her, her parents were still on her side. But now, after so many years of hearing it, the phrase had become hollow, meaningless. Instead, Elsa yearned for a different kind of kind of parting, a way that that would give her frozen heart warmth on even the coldest of days.
"I love you," she whispered wistfully to her departed parents. Now if only they could say it back.
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As Princess Anna stared into the open horizon of the setting sun, her bright blue eyes remained locked on the small speck that used to be her parents ship. Their parting had been brief and quick, barely allowed enough time to give their youngest daughter her birthday present before boarding their ship.
All around her the salty ocean air wafted against her skin sending a pleasant sensation across its surface and winding through her hair. Bellow her feet, the wooden planks of the royal port creaked and sloshed with the splashing waves underneath. And next to her the presence of two guards stood protectively behind her, watching for any possible dangers.
Staring off into the distance, Anna couldn't help but muse on how different the night had turned out for her. At this moment she had been expecting the party to be in full bloom with men and women dancing with happiness. For there to be music and food and everything she'd been dreaming of. Instead she got to see her parent's ship set sail and drift to the edge of the world.
Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, savoring the rich scent of the cool ocean waters. In the deep reds and oranges of the setting sun the view set before her had been one to cherish. Unfortunately, by the look of the sky it would be only minutes until the sun had disappeared complete casting the kingdom in a blanket of darkness.
In her hands, Anna looked to see a book. Her mother had explained it was a story about sisters, separated by an evil witch and forced to search for each other against all odds. Holding it to her chest the Princess traced the leather bound edges with care. She knew her mother had meant well, but listening to the description Anna knew right away that she wouldn't be opening it anytime soon. She didn't need even more reminders that she was alone.
As the last few rays of sunlight crept over the edge of the sea, a particularly cold breeze caused Anna to shiver. From behind she noticed as one of the two guards approached her. He was a large man, stalked with large muscular arms and a barreled chest to match. On his back he wore a menacing looking crossbow at the ready to dispatch any would be attackers.
"Would you like us to escort you back to the castle now you're highness?" he asked in a gruff voice.
Looking behind her, she regarded the man and smiled. Originally she'd planned to stay and watch until her parents had completely disappeared from sight. After all, besides a one sided conversation with the castle's painting, what else did she have to occupy her time? But now, as she looked at her guards and saw them shivering in their uniforms, she figured it wouldn't be very nice to force them to freeze in cool night air just for her own frivolous wishes. To her the temperature was nothing, but her tolerance for such things had always been slightly higher than those around her. Except for her sister of course.
"Please," she smiled even brighter. Seeing the pretty young mistress smile at him, the guard was helpless but to return the gesture. The princess just had that feature about her. When she smiled, it was like the sun bringing happiness to everyone around her.
Entering the walls of the castle, Anna parted ways with her two guardsmen wishing them a good night. With them gone, she was free to think up some way to entertain herself.
As the princess walked through the brightly lit walls of the castle, her attention was jumping from one thing to the next, always considering its entertainment value. The handrail as a slide or the bookshelves as a climbing wall, everything and anything was hers to enjoy. With no friends or any type of contact to really enjoy, the ability to make your own fun was a necessity.
Just as Anna began to consider the possibilities of a certain springy looking ottoman, a look to her left derailed all thought of fun and games. Without even realizing it her search for fun had brought her directly to the door of her sister's room.
Prepared to put as much distance between the two of them as possible, the hyperactive princess stalled for a moment, casting the wooden panel a speculative glance. In her younger years she'd spent more than a day trying to cox her frigid sister from her cave. Unfortunately, as constant rejection built higher and higher, she'd found herself ultimately giving up.
Thinking back, Anna realized it had been over a year since she'd even tried talking to her sister. With this realization, a sour pit of regret filled her stomach causing a regretful expression to spring on her features. Surly no matter how isolated her sister was, with the sudden departure of their parents she must be a little lonely. Maybe this was her chance.
Mulling this over in her head, the overly optimistic girl seemed to hardly give it any thought at all before she was off, skipping in the direction of her sisters door.
Stopping in front of the white paneled door, Anna stood for a moment and stared at the snowflake embroidery with anxiety. It was a good idea in theory, but now faced with task of actually talking to her sister left the youngest princess with a sense of fear. Taking a step back Anna's face became set in focus as she attempted to encourager herself by giving herself motivational speeches. Finally, as forced herself back in front of the door, her face was frozen in apprehension. Moving faster than anyone could see, her fist rose from her side to knock on the wood in three quick raps before flashing back to her side.
Holding her breath, Anna's eyes were wide as she didn't know what to expect. In her chest she could feel her heart beating against her ribcage. But as time went on, the Princess found her nerves calming as no answer was found.
Feeling a little annoyed Anna held no qualms this time as she struck her fist firmly at her sister's door. But again, her only response was silence. Rolling her eyes the young teen pinched her lips in irritation. She'd forgotten how annoying it was to be ignored.
"Elsa," she called out. She'd meant to sound calm, casual, maybe even a little indifferent. But as the words came from her lips, she winced at the yearning tone that had sprung forth. That's just what she needed, to let her sister know how much she missed her…
"Elsa," she tried again, this time much more dignified. "Come on, I know you're in there. I mean, it's not like you'd be anywhere else." Realizing how her words could be taken as an offence, the young woman backed away, her large eyes going even wider. "Not to say you don't do anything!" she corrected herself. "I'm sure there's lots to do in your room. Like read and… sew… read…"
Seeing that she dug herself into a corner Anna tried to change the subject. "Anyway, it was my birthday today… um, turned fifteen if…. you care." Crumbling her features, Anna hated that talking through a door was the only way she could converse with her sibling. When they had been close, when they had been young, nothing seemed to be able to separate them. And now all it took was a wooden plank.
"There was going to be a party," at this Anna's voice perked back up. "I even talked Dad into opening the gates. But with the voyage and all they had to cancel… sucks huh?" letting out a snort of laughter she let the question hang unanswered in the air as she rolled her eyes uncomfortably. Finally letting out a puff air, she blew one of her loose hairs from her face and sighed dramatically.
By this point Anna knew she might as well be talking to one of the castles paintings. Elsa did what Elsa does and seemed set on shutting her out. It looked like no matter what she did, the space between them would never close. Feeling a great wave of sadness wash over her, the princess couldn't help it as she placed a hand on the smooth wood, desperate to reach out to her sister. "It would have been nice to see you there," she spoke quietly. "Even though they had the whole dining room decorated it was only Mom and Dad and me. You would have loved the decorations." Smiling at the beautiful memory, Anna imagined experiencing it with her sister and felt a small amount of moisture build in her eyes. "After they left it was just me, but I had a whole cake to myself, can you believe that?! Chocolate too. Do you still like chocolate?" Not expecting an answer, Anna left only a moment's pause before continuing. "I would have shared with you though… if you'd come." Yet again, there was no answer.
Breathing in a big puff of air, Anna's face contorted in frustration. It was one thing to be yelled at, but to just be ignored… "Can't you just… say something, anything?" she pleaded to the door. "Would it really be so terrible to wish your only sister a happy birthday?!" becoming a bit upset at this point, Anna's lips were a hard line across her face as she glared uselessly at the door. "What did I do wrong? Huh?! Why can't you just answer me?! What harm is there in just one little word?" refusing to accept silence Anna pressed both her hands against the door, getting as close to her sister as she could. "Elsa?! Elsa, say something! Elsa!"
Yelling desperately against the door, the young girl was caught off guard as the door seemed to chill beneath her fingertips. Looking even closer, her feature skewed in confusion as her breath became visible. "Elsa…?" she breathed.
"Get out of here Anna!" Elsa's firm voice shouted through the wood.
At the sound of her sister's voice, Anna completely forgot about the strange bout of frost and turned, smiling to her sister. "Elsa?!"
"I said leave!"
Feeling like her heart had been crushed, Anna stared at the door in defeat. Her sister's tone left no room for argument. Her message was clear. She wasn't wanted.
Casting one last withering glance at her white paneled door, Anna was helpless as she was forced away from her sister and further into the castle.
Unknown to her, her sister was anything but angry as she sat with her back to the door, crystalline tears frozen halfway down her cheeks.
Listening to her sister's words had proved too much. It had overwhelmed her. The moment Anna had begun to blame herself, Elsa's meager control had vanished, releasing a deep freeze to spread from her body. In a panic the ice witch had been forced to speak, snapping at her sister and forcing her as far away from her room as possible before she could notice her powers.
Pulling her knees to her chest, a shuttering sob chocked through Elsa's throat. "Happy birthday," she whispered.
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Falling into her bed Anna's cheeks were stained wet with her tears as her sister's harsh treatment had shaken her very core. She'd only wanted to talk, to just have a normal conversation even if it had been through a door. But it seemed even that was too much for her sister to handle. Whatever she had done to earn her sisters scorn must have been horrible.
Hugging her pillow to her chest, Anna peered through her tears and gazed upon the open majesty of the night sky. Staring up at the moon, she noticed with small enjoyment the moon was at its peak, full and alive like no other, shining brightly in the night sky.
In the back of her head, a childlike voice echoed throughout her skull. "The sky is awake, so I'm awake!" Remembering the phrase, she couldn't help but chuckle. For whatever reason those words seemed familiar in some way, even though for the life of her Anna couldn't remember where she had heard it. Even still, it left a warm glow in her heart, healing her sadness.
Keeping her eyes on the night sky, the princess of Arendelle stared, unblinking as the cool embrace of sleep began to slowly steal her mind. In that moment from the very bottom of her heart Anna wished to remember. To remember just what had caused her sister and her to become what they had.
Releasing a long, muffled yawn the princess' eyes grew heavy as they fluttered open and closed, fighting to stay awake. Unfortunately, it was just as this fight was lost that the glimmering moon light stretched through her dark room and seemed to bend around her single strand of platinum blond hair.
In the quiet beauty of silence, the pure strands began to shine, glimmering in magical wonderment as its strange color disappeared returning to its original strawberry blond.
Letting out yet another soft yawn, Anna curled into her pillow smiling into its soft embrace.
It was in that night, under the cool light of the full moon that Princess Anna of Arendelle began to dream, dream of nights filled with wonder, of magic unrestrained and beautiful to all who looked upon it, and of memories. Memories that were once obscured but now clear.
That night, Anna's wish came, true opening her world wider than even she had imagined.
A/N: Okay so did you like it? Did you hate it? Leave me a review and let me know why. I'm actually a little unsure if this is something I should continue so let me know if you think it's utter crap and I won't have to waste either of our times.