Frost Meets Queen

The Rise Of Another

I can't believe it's October!! You know what is in October?

HALLOWEEN

okai now u might think I'm a total freak ,which I am ((;. I have to study everything ughhh, but why Spanish!! I have to take a 9 week semester test on every subject -__- why school, why do we kids have to suffer all of this hell while u adults are just laughing at us >:( ik ik why if i have to study why am i writing? well i write like every 2 weeks xD idk sorryyy but when there is semester I WILL WRITE LIKE CRAZY ;3 im going to hell tomorrow #prayforcassii #prayforkidsnotthebitches

#lettheb***chesdieandrot XDDD ok sorryyyy back to the story

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The moon, it's like somethings there; I don't have the words to describe it. It's like it is telling me something, but I can't make it out. The feeling is warm and nice, I like it. Reminds me when I hug Olaf. 

I wake up at dawn. Strange, isn't it. Still thinking about the moon, but since it's the morning there is no moon but a half, faint figure of it. I awaken from my bed, still imaging the dream I had last night. The dream was warm, nice, unbearable. It was telling me something, something I can't explain in detail. 

With comfort, I withdraw my castle-like curtains from my window. The outstanding view is just, wow.

''Elsa!'' Anna calls out, ''Els-, what are you doing?''

''Nothing, just nothing...''

''Okay then, Kris is making pancakes so you'd better come quick or else Olaf will munch them all up,'' she chuckles.

I just don't want to think about the moon all day, so I'll just focus on what's happening.

''Aye! Elsa, want some pancakes?'' shouts Kristoff.

''Um, no thanks I'm good,'' 

''Why not? Remember, I always make them into snowflake shapes,'' he recalls.

''Try one!,'' Olaf says as he handed me a snowflaked shaped pancake.

I quietly took the offering and began to nibble on the tip.

''It's good right?'' Anna says.

''Oh my god, it's wonderful!'' I say unexpectedly.

''I told you,'' Kristoff smiled.

The meal was fantastic. I also cooked some myself. I wanted to ask something, but I knew they will never accept it. So I decided to take it on myself.

''Hey Anna, I'm going to go to The Trading Post And Sauna,'' I lied.

''Isn't that shop closed? Due to summer?'' 

''Just a visit to see Oaken,''

''Okay then, can I come?'' she gleefully asks.

''Um, sorry I just want to go alone, no hard feelings?''

''Alrighty,''

I feel a little bit of guilt inside.