The Flurries of Motherhood

Chapter 4: A Night To Remember

Chapter 4: A Night to Remember

Knock knock knock

"THAT'S HANS-" Kristoff yelled from across the house. "NO ONE GET IT, I GOT IT!!" He yelled while sprinting across the building, adjusting his hat on head. He slowed down at the door, and fixed his costume before opening it.

"Heyyy!" The blonde boy said the auburn

Hans waved with his hand on his coat. He really looked like a prince. His epaulets shimmered with the evening light, and his coat looked thick and warm for the cool night. The sides of his wear embroidered flurry-looking stitches, glistening with sparkles under the light bulb just above his head. His boots were newly shined, and rose up to his knees. His round glasses made his eyes look a little larger, giving him a cuter look. Dark purple pants that looked freshly cleaned completed his look, along with a light violet cloth emerging from his chest.

Kristoff almost gawked at the beauty this man was. "Oh wow, uh.." he blushed a tad while scratching the back of his neck, making his hat fall over his eyes.

Hans giggled and asked, "Need help finding words there?" The prince reached to fix the other's hat. Soon enough it was perfectly placed on his head.

"Thanks Hans, you look really nice. I love your costume!" He said before looking at him up and down. After a pause, the man shook his head and hurriedly invited him in. The two walked into the living room, only to be stopped by Anna laughing at her motherly figure, Elsa.

Elsa's eyes widened. "You brought him??" She asked, while Anna was still tugging on her leg. The little one soon noticed Hans and made a happy sound, waddling toward him. His legs were embraced by the young toddler. Hans couldn't help but make a face that filled the room with sweetness. He soon picked up the youngster and looked at Elsa. He smiled even more, this time out of humor.

"And what are you supposed to be Elsa?" He asked

She rolled her eyes and replied embarrassed, "An Enderman.." A light blush graced over her cheeks

"Oh yes! Those little guys. I don't play much video games, so I wouldn't know heheh.." he chuckled, looking at Kristoff.

There was a pause, until the blonde male suggested that they should head out, before it gets too dark. The others agreed and headed out the door. Elsa the Enderman, Anna the Creeper, Kristoff as an Ice Harvester from the Arctic, and Hans as a prince of his imaginary island called, The Southern Isles, started their adventure of what would be one hell of a night.

The evening was crisp and cool, and the sky was a beautiful apricot color. Sun setting, and kids walking around the streets filled the area. It reminded Elsa of her younger years. To that, she made a light smile, knowing that it was one of the only good times she had. Finally being let out of the house for one year. She held Anna's hand tight, being a proud mom for letting Anna go trick-or-treating at 2 years old, and not 11.

The boys and girls walked down the sidewalk, at Anna's slow pace of course. Hans and Kristoff stayed behind the mother and daughter, chatting and bonding. They went trick-or-treating all around the neighborhood, Elsa being thankful that she knew no one because others seeing her in an Enderman costume would be quite embarrassing. But that feeling soon was crushed by the pride of having her daughter with her.

When they turned on one corner, they saw a large moving truck parked along the side of the road. There were lots of men helping move everything in. And to add onto it, there was a familiar figure carrying boxes through the garage. As they approached the house, The figure turned from the truck, a bunch of boxes in her hands, and bumped into Elsa, making the boxes wobble a bit in the person's hands. Elsa let go of Anna's hand and grabbed the sides of that box. The figure set the boxes down quickly and set a hand on her chest. "Oh my, I'm so sorry mis-"