ELSAMAREN

Makeover?

Honeymaren sat ruggedly in her tent house, aggressively sharpening her spear after a bear almost killed her forrest girlfriend that morning.  As her weapon grew sharper, she kept picturing herself violently stabbing the beast, and then turning to Elsa to dramatically kiss her.  Her sharpening became less intense as she got lost in the very gay fantasy.

"GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS!!!!" Elsa screamed, bursting through the tent door opening flaps.

"Time to kill a bear!" Honey cheered, raising her spear.

"What?" Elsa asked confused, "Why would we do that?"

"LESBIAN REVENGE!" Honey exclaimed.

"Honey, revenge doesn't have a sexual orientation." Elsa sighed, sitting down next to Honeymaren.

"Well what time is it?" Honeymaren asked, scooting closer to Elsa, like the homosexual she was.

"Time to pick out our outfits for Anna's wedding!!!" Elsa squealed.

"What's wrong with what we normally wear?" Honeymaren asked Elsa, in gay confusion.

"Nothing, but we're going to a royal wedding, and my sister's wedding!" Elsa explained, dragging Honeymaren off her feet.

"But we don't even own any other outfits!  Which now that I think about it, is really unhygienic." Honey said.

"Are you forgetting I can make outfits?" Elsa asked, gesturing to her dress.

"Your dresses are made of ICE.  It's fine for you because you basically cold all the time, but even though I love you, I am not wearing an ice dress." Honey argued.

"My dresses aren't made of ice!" Elsa rebutted.

"What?  How?" 

"Plot convenience." Elsa replied, as she grabbed Honey's hand and put in on her dress so she could feel the material.  However it wasn't the material Honey was feeling. 

"I'm still not sure if I want to wear a fancy dress or anything." Honey said, not taking her hand off Elsa.

"I'll keep it simple.  Although usually I can only make clothes if I'm learning to love myself, so I don't know if this is a power I have full control over." Elsa explained, smiling up at Honeymaren.

"That's comforting." Honey replied, stepping back to allow Elsa to use her magic.

Elsa held her hands up, and pointed them towards Honeymaren.  She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, as small sparkles of snow danced around her hands.  She appeared to be trying really hard, her face growing more red and angry, with her body tensing towards her hands, as the snowy sparkles slowly started to move towards Honey.  Honey stared as Elsa, confused and concerned.  She grew increasingly tense as the sparkles grew closer.  Elsa at this point was grunting, trying her hardest to inch the sparkles along to Honeymaren.  Finally she threw her hands up in defeat.

"UGH!" She exclaimed, "Why can't I make clothes when I'm not finishing a journey of self discovery!"  She kicked a table.

"Snowflake it's okay!  If you want we can just buy a new dress in Arendelle." Honeymaren said, putting her arm around the frustrated Elsa.  She looked at Elsa gayly, but Elsa was still annoyed with her lack of ability to conjure clothing even though her only established power is ice and sentient ice creatures.

"Stop being so gay." Elsa muttered.

"OHMYGOD SHUT UP YOU LESBIAN!"