SEEK And Find

Chapter 9

"Well, that was a thing."

This time, it was Elsa who had declared it, and Anna had to agree as they drove away. "I... wow, she actually did the fainting thing. I thought that was a myth!"

"So did I!" Now that the shock had warn off, they both found themselves laughing. Once Anna pulled up to a stop sign, they laughed more, tears coming to their eyes. By the time they recovered slightly, their sides ached, and Elsa was pressing her half-hoodie-covered palms into her face.

"OHhhhh," Anna sighed at last, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "God, what a riot! I wish it could be like this all the time."

"Me, too." They exchanged a warm grin. Then it slowly faded as realisation set in.

"But it can't," Anna breathed for them. She turned, gripped the steering wheel. "W-well, that's okay; it was still cool to hang out with you for a day. I mean, wow, even Rapunzel won't believe us; she'll just think she had a weird dream."

Elsa's smile was close to its previous brilliance. Close, but not quite there. "You will tell Kristoff, I assume."

"Well, yeah," she snorted as they pulled away again. "I tell him everything, though, so that's not really even a question."

A mischievous glint came into the blonde's eyes. Leaning back a little further in the seat, she asked, "What if I asked you not to tell him? Would you keep this a secret?"

"Oh..." Anna gulped, forcing her eyes to stay on the road instead of turning. "Right, shit, of course - you got it."

"I'm kidding," Elsa giggled. "Just wanted to see if you'd do it. Of course I don't mind."

There was a great sigh of relief from the driver. "Good! Ugh, you had me going, you jerk!"

"How dare you call me, the great Elsa, a 'jerk'!" she cried in a falsely-pompous voice. "This is an outrage! I'm calling your mother! I'm calling my lawyer!"

"You are?!" The grin was too delighted for Anna's words to be believable. "You'll never take me alive!"

Elsa cocked a fingergun at her and said, "Pew, pew!" in a voice so full of laughter that it got both of them going again, and Anna pulled into a spot on the kerb between two other cars, opting not to take any more chances with Elsa's life that day.

"DAMN it!" she finally gasped out, wiping her eyes and stomping against the foot rest. "I'm gonna pass out, and then you'll have to stick me in with Rapunzel!"

"AAAHHH!" Elsa laughed out loud, her shoe landing on the dashboard as one of her legs came up, as if bracing against it that way would somehow ward off the giggle fits. "We just left her there! Are we the worst?!"

Snickering as she clutched her sides, Anna told her, "Nahhh. She'll be fine; we didn't even let her hit the floor. But oh man, wait until she finds out it really happened! Not that I know how we're gonna prove it to her."

"I do." Elsa dug Anna's phone out of her purse; given that it was sticking out of the top already, this wasn't even as much of an invasion as the backpack. "Two selfies; one regular, and one with the worst duckface we can manage."

"Ughhhh, not duckface! Well, if it's for science..."

The deed was done in seconds. This more than made up for Elsa not posting their first selfie anywhere online — not believing she was the proud owner of not one, but two selfies with THE Elsa, Anna tried not to think too deeply about it. Or about how only one of them had her eyes shielded by sunglasses. Or about how close they had to press in to make the picture happen. All bad thoughts.