Neighbor, Really?!

Bon Jovi 'Always' 3.0

"What?!" Elsa stopped tidying up the things that were scattered on the floor when she heard her husband's accusation. She straightened her back and looked straight at her husband.

"Did you hide the ticket, Elsa?" Jack asked again, this time with an awkward smile, seeing his wife's face turn a hundred and eighty degrees at his previous question.

"No, I didn't."

"Then why the ticket isn't there?"

"I'm not that evil, Jack. I gave you permission to go sincerely. Why should I do that, anyway?" Elsa looked at Jack with a hurt gaze, how dare he accuse her of hiding ticket.

"Yeah maybe you don't want me to go to that concert? Maybe you're afraid that I will rekindle old flames with Tooth?"

"Jack. I said, I gave you permission to go to that concert sincerely. I didn't hide your ticket."

"Then why my ticket is missing, Elsa?"

"I don't know. Maybe you forgot where you put it?"

"I didn't forget. The last time I remember, if I'm not mistaken, I put it in our room. But it's not there."

The two of them were too busy arguing that they both didn't realize that Kristoff had secretly walked into their house, dressed in a rocker style, black skull-printed T-shirts, ripped jeans, long chain necklaces and painstakingly spiked blonde hair. He walked over to Jack and Elsa and stopped right behind Jack. He intended to become the devil that whispered in Jack's ear.

"Come on, Elsa. Where's my ticket?" Jack was getting desperate.

"It's my life, it's now or never. But I ain't gonna live forever, I just want to live while I'm alive." Kristoff sang in a whisper, deliberately trying to upset his neighbor. "My heart is like an open highway. Like Frankie said, "I did it my way". I just want to live while I'm alive." He rested his foot on the couch, playing an imaginary guitar. "It's my life."

When Kristoff had finished singing, Jack and Elsa were already glaring at him. The two of them were clearly displeased with the uninvited guest. But Kristoff played it cool.

"Look, this is how a real rocker dresses up. Cool, rig-"

"Get your foot off my couch!" Elsa screamed in annoyance, pointing her finger at her couch.

Kristoff swallowed hard and felt as if his body suddenly shrank. He lowered his foot and stood silently behind Jack, who was now looking back at Elsa in despair.

"Come on, Elsa. Don't be kidding, where's my ticket? Why are you so mean to me?"

"You're the one who's mean to me, Jack. You accuse me of hiding your ticket, which I never did." Said Elsa firmly. She then turned her body around and left Jack to go upstairs.

"Elsa? Elsa, I asked you nicely. Where is my ticket?" Jack did not give up and followed Elsa upstairs, leaving Kristoff who now felt ignored by his neighbors.

Kristoff let out a deep breath and put his hands on his waist, looking around. It was the first time he noticed that Jack's house was a mess. Well, except the whole monster chef fiasco. He shook his head and looked up when he heard the door-bell rang.

He didn't budge from his position and a few moments later, Tooth's figure was seen entering the room. Tooth looked around and her forehead frowned because the situation in the house was so different from her first visit.