RotBTFD: The Queen's territory

Chapter 33.5: Cottage

Monday, February 1
*Elsa*
"Arendelle." I breathe out into the cold air. It seemed like forever since I had last been here. Truth be told I didn't want to return.
It's cold on my part to say that,I left a lot of people hanging. I know that. I ran away, I feel bad for doing that... But, I have come back, to set things right. A new Elsa has returned, I'm not the same girl I was when I left. I have better control of my powers.
I extend my hand out the night and crystallize a snowflake in my palm. Perfect.
"Soo, Elsa.What we doing, in the shadows with our cloaks fluttering in the wind almost majestically?" Olaf suddenly asks cutting of my internal monologue. I quickly glanced down at the peppy and confused snowman.
I chuckled and sighed, "Oh uh, right, Were hanging out." I simply say. "Ohhh.... Why?" He asked tilting his head. "Just cause." I say kneeling down, my pants pushing against the fresh snow.
February and it's still snowing. Well it is Arendelle, the place that is constantly snowing, I do truly belong here. My home.
"Okay! I'll go get items for our camp out!" He said scurrying off deeper into the North forest, his clump of snow as feet shuffling.
How did this snowman always know what I meant? He always figured out what was on my mind. Well,I did make him.
Suddenly the wind began picking up and I could swear I could hear laughter in the far distance. Instead of being scared I felt...happy.
It seemed as if the air was solely on me, the air so thick I almost felt like I could touch it. The wind seemed to caress my face.'Welcome Back.'
Am I hearing things? I could have sworn the night air just talked... Well there's weirder things. I mean like seriously I have ice powers. I smiled to the air. "I'm back."
If it was even possible the air picked up even more, making my hair flutter all around and then all at once it left. I was just left there stunned, what should I make of that?
"Elsa!" Olaf voiced out. I instantly turned around as if I was caught doing something I shouldn't have been doing. "Woah, what happened to your hair?!" Olaf exclaimed.
"Nevermind that. What did you bring?" I asked fixing my hair and going towards the snowman. "This." He said showing me sticks. I raised an eyebrow and gently picked up the sticks being careful not to accidentally grab his own arms. "Good job, Olaf."
I sat down on the snow a few paces from where I was and sat down, the site around me instantaneously turning to ice.
More later than sooner I had succeeded in making a fire. I was careful not to let Olaf around it for too long, though the snowman was quite fascinated by it.
I soon realized that the spot we were at was to close to surrounding people. I diminished the fire with my ice. "What's wrong?" Olaf asked looking at where the fire had been. "Come on." I say as I slowly take his 'hand' into mine and walked off with him deeper into the thick woods.
Once I arrived where I was certain no one would find us, not even by mistake, I settled down. "Watch this Olaf." I say sitting down on my own ice. He went to sit right next to me.
In a matter of seconds I made thin air turn into a small and beautiful ice cottage. Needless to say Olaf was left speechless.
All too fast I fell asleep on my ice made cottage. I didn't want anyone to find Olaf, me and especially not my cottage.
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What time is it..? It's still too early for anything. I snuggle more into myself feeling happy half asleep.
Suddenly, I hear an usually husky Olaf voice say my name. Is he getting sick? "Later." I say mumbling brushing his voice off. A few minutes later I heard him say, "I'll be back."
"Come back to the cottage. Even if I'm not here." I mumble. I didn't hear anything but I knew he understood me.
...
"Olaf!" I yell instantly sitting straight up. Right... He isn't here. I say to myself as i sweep my fingers through my bangs. What time is it...
I slowly look over at my back pack and begin to rummage it successfully taking out my phone. "4 am." I breathe out.
I instantly lay back down in relief. I need to start heading over to my house. "Olaf?" I question again. No answer.
What's up with Olaf he's been going off on his own a lot lately. Will he be safe in the woods, I think so.
I grudgingly get up from my sleeping bag and fold it neatly and head outside the cottage. Once outside I yawn tremendously, stretching my arms out and breathing in the crisp fresh air. Today will be a long day.
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I'm sorry for the small chapter! I've been extremely busy with school. But, quick question guys! Should I make Olaf a human? Yes or no?