#chat:anna

[catchthesehans]

who: hans & @skatingarendelle​ where: the arendelle house

Leaving with someone who wasn’t his date to the anniversary carnival was admittedly not the best idea that Hans had ever had, but at least he’d gotten laid out of the deal. He was sure he could spin this somehow to convince Anna that he had merely gone to listen to Poppy’s music or something; he was sure all he had to do was mention the pop star and he’d be golden in the redhead’s eyes. As the night had gone on, he’d realized that Poppy had played the exact music that Anna had been listening to once. If he could even convince her to let him have two tickets to her next concert, then he’d really be set. Without the promise of a performance just yet, Hans instead showed up to her house with flowers in apology. All he could hope was that he hadn’t fucked up too bad, since he was so close to having her in the palm of his hand. “Anna? You home?” he called as he knocked on the front door, praying that it wasn’t her older sister who came to answer. Thankfully, just the girl he was looking for came to the door, and Hans plastered on his best smile to greet her. “I just came to give you these, and to apologize for last night. I can’t believe I lost you in the crowd, and I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to find you. Can I come in?” he asked, giving a slight pleading frown to his eyes. 

[thirteenthwestergaard]

@annaarndal-xx​

Hans walked into the candy shop that Anna worked at. It smelled sickeningly sweet in there. It almost made him want to vomit. He looked around the store for a moment before he found Anna’s shining face. With a smile on his face he approached her. “Hello, Anna,” he said. His thoughts and actions did not mirror each other in the slightest. He didn’t care if his tone was calm yet it came out as soothing as bells. “I apologize for intruding on your work again. I just can’t seem to stay away from this place. And I always want more of what I bought the last time.” He didn’t really like sweets like that but he found himself there. It was all apart of the plan, he told himself. It would be worth it in the end. “How are you though? You look as bubbly as ever.”

[punzgothel]

closed starter for @annaarndal-xx​

One of the people Rapunzel grew closest to once she moved to Echo Creek was Anna. They shared the same excitement for the little things, and she couldn't help but wonder if the other girl had a similar sheltered experience. She knew that Anna's sister, Elsa, wasn't the most present in her life, but Rapunzel had always wanted a sister, and that's exactly what she tried to be for Anna when she could. "So, is Elsa at work or something? I feel like it's always so quiet when I come over here." she asked as she sat down in the Arendelle sisters' house on the couch in the large foyer. Rapunzel honestly wasn't sure what Anna's older sister did, but she had to assume that the sisters' separation was fueled in part by Elsa's job, or something like that. "If not, she's missing out. I'm kind of the master of board games," she boasted, even if it was only half true. Rapunzel wasn't sure if playing against herself counted for much. "A tournament is the best idea I think you've ever had."

[billiondollardevil]

@sophisticatedgrce​

“Well, if it isn’t the princess herself!” Lucifer said rather loudly. Sure, Anna wasn’t technically a princess but she was close enough in his eyes. He walked up to her and flashed her a devilish grin. He’d met her plenty of times at parties hosted by Arendelle’s elite. He thought she was too spunky but he also thought she’d be a fun plaything. “How are you?” he asked, not really caring but it made him look good to at least act polite.

[catchthesehans]

who: hans & @skatingarendelle​ where: main ballroom, kit’s house

Hans was actually quite excited for this whole engagement party between Hopper’s brother and business partner. It seemed a little fishy, the way it had been set up between two people who couldn’t possibly seem more different, but Hans was intrigued to see it all play out. A business marriage was exactly what he was looking for, and he respected Colin for setting up what was the perfect match for the sake of his interests and the Dreyfus company. All he would’ve changed about the ordeal was wishing that he was the one on his knee, proposing to the blonde, but he understood why Hopper had his own brother be the one to marry Atta. Now, all Hans could hope was that the love in the air would inspire Anna to want the same.

It was the exact reason why he had invited the redhead as his date to the party instead of Mavis, who he’d spent his Valentine’s blind date with. Of course he was interested in her as a backup, but Anna was far easier to woo. She was impressed by even the smallest show of effort from him, which had to be indicative of a lack of romance in her life before Hans waltzed right into it. “That was so sweet,” he gushed once Myles stood up and gave his fiancée a hug, clapping his hands with the crowd before slipping one into Anna’s. “Love is just so contagious, don’t you think? I’m so happy for them. Should we get champagne, to toast?” he offered, giving her hand a squeeze.

[catchthesehans]

who: hans & @skatingarendelle where: the arendelles' house

Having the house essentially to himself had been, in a word, incredible. Anna had been in the hospital, and Elsa had been keeping to herself, off who the fuck knew or cared where. It was as though he finally had a moment to bask in just what he'd been able to pull off over the past year: the house that would soon be his, owned by the woman whose job he would soon have. If it were up to him, Anna could stay in the hospital until the end of time--he was pretty sure the Arendelles had enough money to afford it. But, all good things had to come to an end, and it was finally the day for him to take his wife home and play doting husband until she was fully back on her feet.

Though it had been his idea, it certainly hadn't been him who had hung the banner in the kitchen and filled the vase of flowers on the table. With Anna's hand in his, he guided her toward the sofa, where he assumed she would be stationary until she was taken to bed for the night. "Alright, I have all your meds in the bathroom, and I had the guest room down here made up for you so you don't have to go up and down stairs. Someone's going to be here next week to help you while I have to work, but for today, I'm your personal butler, chef, all of the above," he told her with a small smile, though his insides were yelling in pre-emptive annoyance at having to wait on his wife. "Welcome home."

[catchthesehans]

who: hans & @skatingarendelle where: outside the hyperion

Finding out that he was supposed to become a father had thrown a ridiculous wrench in his plan with Anna. He did not want to have to explain to her not only that he wanted nothing to do with the child that Poppy was insistent on keeping, but that the one "mistake" he'd made in their relationship had lasting, lifelong consequences. Somehow, he actually felt like she might be understanding about it, just considering herself lucky that he wasn't going to dump her for the mother of his future child, but that was wishful thinking. The actual last thing he needed was Elsa finding out about this, too, and for that reason, he was going to try and keep his mouth shut as tight as possible. Everything he ever wanted for himself was falling apart at the seams, all because he had wanted some stupid fun one night. He was going to have to come up with something, though, to explain just why Poppy had asked him to come backstage after the show. "Hey, you," he greeted as he came out the stage door, putting on his best wide smile for the redhead, so as to not raise any suspicion. "Sorry about that. Just friends catching up, was all. You hungry? We can stop somewhere for dinner before I bring you home," Hans offered, hoping that his short explanation was enough for her to accept.

[catchthesehans]

who: hans & @skatingarendelle​​ where: the ice palace

Hans had learned that, unfortunately, the best way to woo a girl was to to be interested in her interests. Even worse for him, a certain redhead spent most of her time at an ice skating rink, and Hans had never learned himself how to ice skate. Instead, he found what would be a suitable alternative, which included watching her skate. He didn’t want to seem too enthusiastic about it, but he came alone to the show one Friday night and hoped that he would at least get to greet her afterwards. Flowers would have been too overboard, so Hans just brought himself to the show and waited around the ice for her to come out afterwards. “Anna!” he greeted, raising his hand for a wave as she came out from backstage. “You were wonderful, I’m so glad I finally got to make it to one of your shows. I can’t believe how incredible you are.” Hans gave her a grin, hoping no one else would come to meet her. “You wouldn’t want to grab a drink or something, would you? Just as a congratulations, on me.”