"𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒. 𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒.."

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[freakxwannaxbe]

I feel like I am being held hostage

[klubbhead]

I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING

[thespectacularspider-girl]

He doesn’t blink through this entire thing

[ultrafacts]

Mr Rogers Facts.

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[hellsbells-zelsbels-archived]

always share mr rogers facts

[cosmickeyframe]

We did not deserve this man

[silentauroriamthereal]

Mr. Rogers was the best! I still know how wax crayons (melon coloured!) are made because of him. The Land of Make Believe was the shit, and my brother and I used to bet on which colour of cardigan he’d pull out every show. It was amazing!

[missfrozenfractals]

pitchandkozmotis:

missfrozenfractals:

Elsa saw the way he seemed to be hiding something, not revealing all of himself. Rather than press on, she nodded at his words, just accepting them for now. At his reveal of being an entity of nightmares, her eyes widened in surprise. “An entity of nightmares? …I suppose that makes sense,with you lurking in the shadows and all,” she murmured mostly to herself.  She blinked at him in surprise when he suddenly asked her the same question. How did he know..? With a frown, she glanced down at her hands. “I do not know. I was born with these powers. I-I’ve tried to control them, to little avail. There’s not a lot on magical knowledge in the royal library either. I do not know much else about them..” Her voice was low and hinted with sadness. 

“Well, at least you got nice powers. The cold isn’t so bad, once you get used to it. I used to live in a cold and dank cave, it was pretty decent before I was chased out.” He looks around before spotting a blanket, dragging it onto himself until he was curled up in a comfortable cocoon of blanket. “My, with all this fanciness around you…and you possess magical powers, a large castle, a kingdom…one wonders how you can frown.” He narrows his eyes, trying to catch a hint of her fears.

Losing control, hurting people she loved, doing something irreversible…freezing someone again…“Now, there’s nothing to be afraid of, if you embrace your powers they can’t run rampant because you’ll be in control.”

“Do you mock my pain?” She murmured as he listed off her possessions, her kingdom. It struck a painful chord in her, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked away. Yes she was a queen, and like one would expect of royalty, she was well off.  It did not change the fact that she had troubles.  “.... I try to remain in control, a-and it always manages to spiral out,” She hissed, the disappointment in herself evident. Her mind began opening the door she always kept closed, the thoughts of self hatred beginning to stir- When she let out a sudden chortle of laughter. In her moment of sadness, she hadn’t noticed her guest wrap himself up in the blanket. He looked childish, as far from menacing as he had been a few seconds prior. A delicate hand went to her mouth, covering the smile. “Comfortable?”

[missfrozenfractals]

pitchandkozmotis:

Pitch nearly gasped in delight, grabbing the cookies hastily as if they were to be taken from his grasp just as quickly as they were offered. “Thank you, I haven’t eaten in…” he paused, unsure for a moment before he shrugged and shoved a cookie into his mouth eagerly. “Mm, not really…most people don’t believe in me anymore.” He gulps noisily, not really taking his time to chew but enjoying the cookies nonetheless. He glanced at Elsa warily then. “I want chicken…” he mumbles to himself, before scratching at his chin. Hmm…“I want chicken.” He said pointedly to the Queen, not really caring much for etiquette. Being in the shadows could make someone quite the caveman. “Please.” He added then, before he went over to one of the cozy chairs to curl up comfortably.

Having no definitive answer as to how long it had been, she could only assume he hadn’t eaten in many, many years. She felt bad for him, paying no mind to the noisy way he ate. A few questions came to mind, her eyes trailing off before coming back quickly. “Chicken?” She questioned, once again tilting her head like a confused pup. Giving it some thought, she shrugged. It wouldn’t be the first time she sent for a late night meal, having spent many late hours working on royal duties. Besides, now she felt a bit hungry herself, and all her cookies were gone. “Pardon me a moment, then,” She spoke smoothly. With elegant strides and sways of her hips, she went to the door to relay the message to a passing guard. Aside from roast chicken, she asked for some soup and sandwiches. And cookies. The chef would be compensated for his late night cooking, she noted. “It’ll be a bit, but you’ll have your food soon,” Elsa said, sitting back down in her chair. She watched him, still ever so curious. “So.. What are you?” She breathed softly, more or less thinking aloud to herself. He was obviously a magical being, which intrigued her, having magic of her own. The way he had appeared into her room, the way he looked. It was as if he was made of pure shadow, nothing else. “Some sort of shadow wielder?”

[pitchandkozmotis]

Pitch grinned at the idea of a meal, happily curled up on one of the couches. It felt good to be out of the shadows, and he pressed his face into one of the many cushiony pillows scattered on the couch. “Now, shadow wielder is so…small. No, I do much more than that, when people believe in me.” He snorts then, rolling his eyes. He detested how he was the one they needed to beat down, when there were much more horrible spirits at work in the world. All he did was try and spread fear, enslave children, and feed until everything was gone…well, alright, he was pretty bad, but he couldn’t really say all that aloud, right?

“I am an entity of nightmares.” He says simply then, gazing at the ceiling. It was so fancy, and a small twinge of familiarity at the beauty of the ceiling, of how royal and regal everything was…he lets his eyes and mind drift before he settled on a suit of armor, gleaming slightly in the dim light. He squinted before he turned his head sharply to look at Elsa. “What are you?” He asks then, having seen what she could do while he skirted from shadow to shadow. “How did you manage to get….winter’s powers?”

[missfrozenfractals]

Elsa saw the way he seemed to be hiding something, not revealing all of himself. Rather than press on, she nodded at his words, just accepting them for now. At his reveal of being an entity of nightmares, her eyes widened in surprise. “An entity of nightmares? ...I suppose that makes sense,with you lurking in the shadows and all,” she murmured mostly to herself.  She blinked at him in surprise when he suddenly asked her the same question. How did he know..? With a frown, she glanced down at her hands. “I do not know. I was born with these powers. I-I’ve tried to control them, to little avail. There’s not a lot on magical knowledge in the royal library either. I do not know much else about them..” Her voice was low and hinted with sadness. 

[missfrozenfractals]

pitchandkozmotis:

Pitch nearly gasped in delight, grabbing the cookies hastily as if they were to be taken from his grasp just as quickly as they were offered. “Thank you, I haven’t eaten in…” he paused, unsure for a moment before he shrugged and shoved a cookie into his mouth eagerly. “Mm, not really…most people don’t believe in me anymore.” He gulps noisily, not really taking his time to chew but enjoying the cookies nonetheless. He glanced at Elsa warily then. “I want chicken…” he mumbles to himself, before scratching at his chin. Hmm…“I want chicken.” He said pointedly to the Queen, not really caring much for etiquette. Being in the shadows could make someone quite the caveman. “Please.” He added then, before he went over to one of the cozy chairs to curl up comfortably.

Having no definitive answer as to how long it had been, she could only assume he hadn’t eaten in many, many years. She felt bad for him, paying no mind to the noisy way he ate. A few questions came to mind, her eyes trailing off before coming back quickly. “Chicken?” She questioned, once again tilting her head like a confused pup. Giving it some thought, she shrugged. It wouldn’t be the first time she sent for a late night meal, having spent many late hours working on royal duties. Besides, now she felt a bit hungry herself, and all her cookies were gone. “Pardon me a moment, then,” She spoke smoothly. With elegant strides and sways of her hips, she went to the door to relay the message to a passing guard. Aside from roast chicken, she asked for some soup and sandwiches. And cookies. The chef would be compensated for his late night cooking, she noted. “It’ll be a bit, but you’ll have your food soon,” Elsa said, sitting back down in her chair. She watched him, still ever so curious. “So.. What are you?” She breathed softly, more or less thinking aloud to herself. He was obviously a magical being, which intrigued her, having magic of her own. The way he had appeared into her room, the way he looked. It was as if he was made of pure shadow, nothing else. “Some sort of shadow wielder?”

[missfrozenfractals]

pitchandkozmotis:

“I….” Who was he? His eyes almost looked sad as he glanced away towards the large, beautiful windows. “I’m nobody really. But I am the one who feels your fear and their fear.” He nods towards the door, where the guards were walking about. “My name is Pitch Black…” he straightens again, stretching and hearing a satisfying crack in his back. He let out a large sigh happily, before glancing back at the cozy shadows. He longed to be back in them, realizing that he wasn’t particularly fond of talking people, persay, when they could see him…

“How come you can see me?” He asks then, his brow twitching slightly as he glanced at her up and down. She looked…very prim and proper. It didn’t seem like she’d believe in someone of his…kind.

“Do you have food? I want food.” He says suddenly, realizing that he hadn’t tasted food in quite some time.

Elsa’s head tilted curiously as the being spoke, almost like a confused pup. Her big blue eyes looked him over, once then again. He was darkened all over, even his skin having taken an ashen hue. When she glanced back up at his face, he looked sad. A melancholy glint was in his eyes.. When he nodded to the door, she followed, her eyes settling on the closed door. Light beamed through from under it, footsteps walking by. Her guards, making their rounds. Oblivious to the conversation that was occurring.  “F-Food?” Elsa sputtered, looking back at the mysterious being. She snapped back into motion, her body turning. In a graceful swoop of her arm, she fetched a plate off of the small table where the dim candles sat. “All I have are these cookies, for the moment.” A pile of chocolate chip cookies sat on the small plate. A snack for her reading that she had taken a few from. She smiled hesitantly, shrugging her elegant shoulders. “And as for seeing you.. I do not know. Am I not supposed to see you?” Her voice asked in a soft manner. 

[missfrozenfractals]

pitchandkozmotis:

“Talking to yourself now, yes.” Pitch snorts, before blinking in surprise. Wait, she had heard him? He tilts his head, before shaking his head. Probably not….he was unsure of himself as he slowly eased himself out of the shadows though. He was tired of talking to himself and the shadows…

“Queen of Arendelle….can you hear me?”

He emerged shakily, almost tripping over himself as this was the first time in a long while he had forced himself to fully manifest. When he fully came out, he stood straight to make himself appear taller, his eyes flashing menacingly before he hunched over slightly. He realized he didn’t want to frighten her.

Elsa tensed in her seat once more, her hand on the armrest. There it was again! That voice, coming from seemingly nowhere. Had her imagination really gone out of control? “Queen of Arendelle.... Can you hear me?” An audible gasp came from the queen as the voice echoed softly through the room. Her eyes watched the shadows before her. They... They appeared to be lifting themselves off the wall. A clear silhouette of a tall man.. Her body slowly rose off the chair as the silhouette came forward. Distinct features became clear, even in the dimmed candlelight. Her mind raced, thoughts blaring through her. She should scream, run, call for the guards! There was a stranger here! She was on the verge of screaming as his eyes flashed at her, a vibrant amber glow coming from them- But her voice caught in her throat as the man-- person, thing-- hunched over slightly. Almost to seem.. Friendly? Not as menacing as he had first appeared? Elsa pursed her lips, her breathing heavy. “W-Who are you?” She asked boldly, yet her voice wavered. Damn. One could tell she was nervous, rightfully so.  

[rpmemesandmusings]

send my muse ‘have you evers’ and they have to answer truthfully!

[ofwinterairxsnow-deactivated202]

❄︎ ┊Today when I woke up I saw the most amazing thing ever. 100 followers. That I never imagined when I started this blog. A daughter of Elsa was a concept I never thought would be so appreciated and loved in different fandoms.

 Every single one of you has been so very kind and really embraced the tiny snow baby. I’m just so super glad I started this blog and got to know some awesome people that I look forward to interacting more with!

❄︎┊The protective mom squad

@notalone-butfree ⇢ You were the first Elsa I interacted with here and I couldn’t be happier about it. We have discussed so many angst plots, different headcanons and such for Elsa and Frida and it has helped me tons with how I write Frida and what kind of relationship she have with her mother. I was so incredibly happy the first time we started a thread and now we have tons of them. You deserve special thanks because you have helped me soooo much with Frida’s feeling towards Elsa and how that should be written. Thank you ♥︎

@queen-of-frozen-arendelle ⇢ Also one of the first Elsa’s I interacted with here and I just adore the thread we have going on. I mean just the very angsty ‘I can’t remember you’ but the wonderful fluff in ‘But we are finally together again’ I just adore your writing and portation of Elsa and I really hope we can write some more in the future ♥︎

@missfrozenfractals ⇢ An amazing Elsa that has been so damn fun writing with. Sure we might only have one thread going on now but I just love it so much? Just to see how your Elsa reacted to being told she is a mom in the future have been amazing and that thread always makes me giggle so much. I really hope we can have more threads in the future and I look forward to it so much ♥︎

@ofprofetiisms ⇢ Our threads haven’t even started but we have talked so much through IM’s. It just amazes me we have all sorts of threads sort of planned out and how everything would go down. I mean everything from that thread when Frida would have grown up on the Southern isles to the protective mamma Elsa that keeps a close eye on her daughter and her potential husbands. It’s just been so awesome talking about this with you ♥︎ 

❄︎┊Honorary family

@burglarbravery ⇢ You were also one of the first people I interacted with here and it just made me so happy when Cindy just embraced Frida and took care of her. We have a lot interactions on other blogs too which is awesome and I just love all our threads so much!! You are just so amazing and I love the hc’s we have or our different threads and characters ♥︎ 

@whatshouldbedone ⇢ UGH, I love Cindy as Frida’s aunt. Can I just start off saying that? Like everything about it is so perfect! Everything from the nickname ‘Little dove’ to Frida knowing exactly what Cindy needs after traveling over sea. I just can’t wait for more threads and especially now when you have joined with a Descendants verse! I can’t wait for all that angst! 

❄︎┊The finest of friends

@inherited-vanity ⇢ UH, first of all, I love you like tons and like we just have so many good threads together and I just love that our muses always click in one way or another?? Like you are the first Evie that has stuck around and I mean no matter what we talk about, if it’s about our muses or just random shit, in general, I get so happy!! I just love how we can go from talking about what a dick Doug is to talk about Frida and Evie’s kid I just love you tons Trish like a hell of a lot forever ♥︎

@harriethaak ⇢ One, I love your Harriet so damn much, Two, I just can’t help but love the fact that Frida and Harriet just got along from the start?? Like the princess and the pirate just clicked and formed some sort of trust friendship and it makes me so happy!! I adore reading your threads and I’m just so damn happy we have the thread we have going on and can’t waaait to tell you all hc’s I have about their friendship ♥︎ 

@12thson ⇢ EYYYY, THE HUBBY!! I legit had no idea that this ship would be such a huge part of my life and writing. I just adore that we have like all the angst and fluff on the same time and have such horrible hc’s about Haakon and Frida’s life. I mean they are legit the cutest thing and we have so many threads we need to do some time, like everything needs to be done that we have talked about ♥︎

@13thsonofatraitor ⇢ The smaller brother to the hubby, the small angst master. But like for sure we have to do the marriage angst. Everything about it is just so wonderful and I can’t wait to explore Frida and Caerwyn relationship towards each other more. I really do think they could be wonderful friends and just have a great time as friends ♥︎

@rubiedheart ⇢ I just needed to add you to this because the things we have talked about in IM are just so damn good?? I just love the fact that Evie and Frida would sit and silently judge every girl that falls for Chad’s charm and totally make sure he knows he does wrong like 99% of the time. Just sit there and sass and throw shade at him everytime he does something. Just best princess’s friends throwing a hell of a lot of shade ♥︎

@malconstrued ⇢ I love our threads, like totally adore them. I mean just Frida teaching Mal how to ice skate and try being there for her when Auradon becomes too much?? Everything about it is just so precious and I really hope we can have more threads in the future because everything about these two screams like they could be good friends ♥︎

@flxrtiisms ⇢ *Cough* I love Colette *Cough* OKAY but seriously, Colette have to be one of my favorite characters I have seen on Tumblr. Everything about her is just so thought out?? I mean it can’t be easy being a daughter of Gaston but she is just so damn cool and I read so many of your threads and just becomes so super happy from them all the time. She is just so awesome!! I hope we can have more interactions and hell of a lot more threads because I just feel like Frida and Colette can really like hanging out with each other?? ♥︎

@petitxfou ⇢ I know we haven’t interacted here but we have on another blog of mine and I just want to tell you I love Lafolle so much!! I read so many of your threads and hc’s and my love just grows for her every day because she is just so cute and adorable and must be protected!! I just want to thank you for always brightening up my dash!! ♥︎

@gcthel ⇢ I read so many of your threads and have done a lot of my other blogs too and I just adore how you write Ginny, everything about it is spot on and I love how we ranted about the moms in Descendants having a band and just crushes. I really hope Frida and Ginny can interact some time because I think it would be super awesome! ♥︎

@egrimhilde ⇢ I was new on my blog here about the same time as you started your Evie blog and I just want to tell you how much I love seeing your threads on my dash, your writing is so damn good and everything about your Evie is super fantastic! I really do think Evie and Frida could be good friends so i’m totally offering all the friendship and Frida’s help with perhaps making designs of dresses in ice! ♥︎

 ❄︎┊Cool people, you should totally follow that I LOVE seeing on my dash

:  @rogue-prince-consort : @heirtotheheart : @crownedbenevolence : @ask-me-princess-anna : @queen-of-iceolation : @awkwardroyal : @feistyfreckleface : @herfrigidmajesty : @certainsun : @mutedmascot : @friendofhorses : @fauxmother : @braidedlily : @damexfashes : @ofthewiind : @swanlikebeauty : @duodecimumfuit  : @plumeauxx : @mmegarderobe : @mistressofevil :

I know I haven’t even talked to all of you but all of you just brightens up my dash and I love reading everything you all write!! ♥︎  

 Big thanks to all of my followers! I just can’t believe how quickly this happened and I can’t believe that Frida has been so accepted into the fandoms. Thanks to everyone that follows me, thanks to everyone I follow so I can read your threads everyday, thanks to everyone for accepting me with open arms. I love you all so much ♥︎

[missfrozenfractals]

(( Awwwwww!! Thank youu for the mention!! I wasn’t expecting to be thought of so highly!! ;//w//; !!!!!!!! aaaaa!!! 

[missfrozenfractals]

{ Put 🖋 in my inbox if you want a random starter } @pitchandkozmotis When one thought of cold, one usually associated it with a nice winter day. Fun times, silly days in the snow. A time of fun and enjoyment. While Elsa had this same thought now, she also remembered a dark time of her life. When there were no winter days of fun, locked away in her room. Just waiting for the night to fall, for the light to disappear and leave her in cold darkness. She sat in her room now, the book she had been reading closed in her lap. The candles next to her had burned down, now just glowing with small flames. Her eyes wandered in the darkness, watching the dancing shadows. Ever since she was a child, she pretended someone was there. Part of the shadows, part of the dark.  But now, it almost felt real. As if someone was watching her. 

[pitchandkozmotis]

Pitch had been quietly settled in the shadows, in the beautiful castle that he had admired day after day in the shadows of the castle, for he had been living here for quite some time. At least, it felt so…he always came back to here, where the nightmares were strong and the shadows were long, due to the quiet emptiness of the castle. At least, that’s how it had been, until recently. Now as he sulked in the shadows, he felt eyes watching him, and he glances up to look at the white haired woman.

He wrinkled his nose. She reminded him of a certain spirit, but he definitely couldn’t remember which one. He tried to forget, and he turned his head away again to sulk further, making the shadows dance to amuse him. He let out a sigh, sounding like the creaking of the walls and floor, and he glanced back at the woman. She couldn’t see him, could she? Not anymore, at least….

It had gotten to be disgustingly cheerful as of late, what with all the new people coming in and such. “I want them all out.” He sighs to himself, not knowing whether or not anyone could hear.

[missfrozenfractals]

Elsa had shifted in her seat, having been about to move when something stopped her. Her gaze stayed firm in the spot before her. She almost bore holes into the shadowy wall with her stare. It was just black figures dancing, made by the limited light.. But her ears hadn’t imagined it. Hoped she had, yes, but she knew she heard someone speak- “I want them all out.” Could she have imagined it? That must’ve been it. The castle was quiet at these hours, and certainly no man was in her presence alone. Her mouth gone dry, she pondered for a second.  “....... Hello? Is someone there?” Immediately, she felt silly. Childish. Her lips curled into a sheepish smile as she sighed.  “Ah, the Queen of Arendelle, talking to herself in the dark..” She chimed quietly, chiding herself playfully.  Of course there was no one there.

[missfrozenfractals]

ofwinterairxsnow:

“Ugh.” The small came out from the pain in her nose, she slowly leaned against Elsa’s legs and continued to look at them, shaking her head slightly when her aunt figured it out. “I told you she would find out…” Something Frida had learned over the years was that Anna could figure out anything. If it was what cake would be baked in the kitchen or if Frida had been flirting with a boy or two. She always found out. 

“Hello, auntie Anna…” Frida sighed softly and slowly stood up with the help of them, gently shaking Anna’s hand while a smile spread on her lips. “It’s nice to meet you before you like… have your own kid and you know… before you are my aunt.” 

She giggled softly at the thought of her cousin that was more of a little sister. Susanna that was mostly called Sanna would have loved this experience. No matter how weird it would have been she would have adored meeting Anna when she was at this age. It would have been amusing for both the girls getting to know the persons their mothers were. 

Frida slowly took a place in the couch and tilted her head back, closing her eyes while she slowly made a small ice cube, laying it on her nose before opening her eyes again. “Well, the cat is out of the bag, so to speak…”

“Yes. Quite out of the bag, indeed..”  Elsa could only stay quiet as Anna began rapid firing from the mouth.  An attribute that was well known of her.  “Wow so you are from the future? That’s so cool-- and you have ice powers too!” Anna laughed, seeing the girl form an ice cube. “Well, it should’ve been obvious, you look almost exactly like Elsa! Wait, what? I have a daughter--” “Annnaaa, please.” “Ooops, sorry! I just- Gah!” She chuckled nervously, making an exploding motion with her hands. Anna then calmed down, looking at Frida, then Elsa. “But wait, why are you back in time? Isn’t that, like, bad or something?” Elsa shrugged, walking to where Frida sat. “We’re trying to find a way to fix this, send her back to her own time. Frida said she had been with the rock trolls before all this happened. They’re all we have to go on for now.” Anna made a face of realization, nodding along to her words. A wide grin came to her face, looking at both girls.  “We gotta tell Kristoff!!”

[missfrozenfractals]

thelxstboy:

“Yeah, Mr. Andrews always has break during fourth period, so he sneaks off to the toilet. That’s when I went in for my attack. He left the door unlocked even. My class is fifth period, so all I had to do was dump the tacks while I had a friend distract. Surprisingly, he’s not in here too,” Peter told his story with great pride. To him, it no longer mattered what punishment waited for him back with his caretakers.

Soon, the teacher in charge of their detention and read off the rules of no talking, no cell phones, and complete silence. However, the teacher then walked right back out. 

“Oh, thank god, we got her. Too old to even care what we do, and even when she’s in here she can’t hear.”

Elsa listened with widened eyes, disbelief clearly on her face. It was for a laugh, as all pranks are, but why? Didn’t he fear some form of punishment? She quickly rid that thought as she realized, detention was turning out to be nothing to fear. Her attention reverted to the old woman reading the rules. Voice showing her years, Elsa shook her head. Detention was nothing more than wasting a couple hours of your time. Not even a single paragraph to write as punishment.  What a harsh punishment, being sent to detention. “So, you’ve been in here enough times to know which teachers are the easiest to handle?” Elsa remarked as she looked at Peter again. “I don’t think I could have asked for a better ‘detention guide’,” She teased.

[onehellofaconfusionarchive]

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[missfrozenfractals]

{ Put 🖋 in my inbox if you want a random starter } @pitchandkozmotis When one thought of cold, one usually associated it with a nice winter day. Fun times, silly days in the snow. A time of fun and enjoyment. While Elsa had this same thought now, she also remembered a dark time of her life. When there were no winter days of fun, locked away in her room. Just waiting for the night to fall, for the light to disappear and leave her in cold darkness. She sat in her room now, the book she had been reading closed in her lap. The candles next to her had burned down, now just glowing with small flames. Her eyes wandered in the darkness, watching the dancing shadows. Ever since she was a child, she pretended someone was there. Part of the shadows, part of the dark.  But now, it almost felt real. As if someone was watching her. 

[missfrozenfractals]

ofwinterairxsnow:

“Okay…” she whispered softly and quickly hid behind the couch the moment the door opened, holding her breath while she closed her eyes tightly. She had to keep quiet, no matter what happened she had to stay quiet and just focus on getting out of the room before her aunt found her and got too exited. 

Frida slowly started crawling and was quite satisfied with how it was going, thankfully her aunt was always impressed by the powers she and her mother shared and it seemed like the succeeding on distracting her was great. 

Well, that was until she slipped and face planted down on the floor. “Shit.”  she groaned and slowly rolled around to feel her nose to make sure it wasn’t broken. One thing was for sure, she had gotten the clumsiness from her aunt. 

She glanced up and took a small breath, watching her mother and aunt with a small awkward smile on her lips. “I-I did not say shit….” That was something future Elsa would scold her for. “Can’t we just tell her mamma, you know she will find out anyway…”

“Elsa, you never cease to amaze me!”

“Aha, you’re so sweet, Anna.” One had to look at the queen’s face to see the obvious tension that her voice disguised. Frida was doing a great job so far, crawling silently away as Anna admired the ice creation- Until she tripped. Her eyes widened as her jaw dropped. Elsa felt her breath hitch in her chest as the noise echoed. Anna walked around, looking at her sister. “Ah, whatcha lookin’ at?” She grinned, before looking the same way as Elsa. A young girl stared back at them sheepishly, a hand on her nose. Anna and Elsa both hurried over, helping the girl to her feet. “Who are you, are you okay? Oh gosh, your nose is fine, right? I mean, it doesn’t look funny or broken- it looks just like a normal-” “Anna.”  Anna cleared her throat with a sheepish smile of her own. However, the younger sister watched as Elsa quietly doted on the young girl. They looked too similar. And, what had the girl called Elsa? Mamma? Anna gasped loudly, pointing at Elsa, then at the girl. “I don’t know how, but she’s your daughter from the future!” Anna exclaimed in a yell, victoriously grinning. Elsa looked down at Frida, eyebrows arched up in surprise. “You’re right, she did find out.”

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thelxstboy:

Peter laughed a bit at her reasoning. 

“Detention? Just for being late? Wow, I miss those days,” he joked and put his feet up on the chair in front of him before leaning back onto her desk. “I’m here because I put a whole case of thumbtacks on my teacher’s chair. He didn’t find it funny, but I found it hilarious and so did the class. All that matters really.”

He then sat up and turned to offer her a hand, “The name’s Peter, and I will be your guide to detention.”

Elsa quizzically arched a brow at the hand, then smiled as she took it. “Elsa, pleasure to meet you. I think?” She teased him with that last remark. “So, I take it you spend most days here. I didn’t think one needed a guide to survive detention nowadays,” her voice lilted playfully, looking around at their surroundings. A mishmash of a few other students were in there as well. Looking back at Peter, she smirked. “So how do you get a whole case of thumbtacks on a teacher’s chair without them seeing it?”

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{ Put 🖋 in my inbox if you want a random starter } @thelxstboy  “You look like you don’t belong in here.” Elsa had been slumped in her seat pouting at the detention slip in front of her. Detention. For being late to a class.  Her lip was still sticking out a bit when she turned to see who had spoken. It was a boy, as the voice had made obvious. He looked coy, probably was in here often. Breathing deep, she held up the slip. “First detention in years. For being late. You could say that.”