A Party to Crash (Chapter 70)

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(AN: It is chapter 70, and this story has over 7K reads. SEVEN!!!!!!!! Thanks to you all for reading, and Merry Christmas! ~AK)

Max: So... how are we gonna crash the party?

Kristoff: I have no idea.

Fake John: We can... uh...

Kristoff: SVEN!

Max: Pardon?

Kristoff: Sven can cause a diversion!

Fake John: Awesome idea! Let's go crash the Christmas Formal!!!

Meanwhile...

AK: -stands in the corner by herself as everyone else slow dances- I really need a boyfriend.

Hans: -seizes the opportunity and walks up to her- Hi AK!

AK: Hola.

Hans: It's a beautiful night, with all the stars...

AK: I guess so.

Hans: Dinner was excellent.

AK: Yeah, sure.

Hans: What's wrong? You seem... off.

AK: Someone's missing.

Hans: Who? I can't think of anyone else who isn't present.

AK: Someone... special.

Hans: Who?

AK: Never mind. -walks away, feeling depressed-

Hans: -quietly follows-

Anna: -notices AK and Hans- Well someone's being the busy little stalker tonight!

Elsa: Who, Hans?

Fake Jack: No, Olaf.

Elsa: Olaf's not a stalker!

Fake Jack: I was being sarcastic.

Elsa: You usually aren't... -gives suspicious look-

AK: -runs up behind Anna- Hide me from him.

Anna: Who?

AK: The Minecraft noob. He won't leave me alone!

Anna: -turns toward Hans- Leave AK alone!

Hans: Or what?

Elsa: You will untimely and unexpectedly disappear tonight and never be seen again.

Hans: O_O -slowly backs away-

AK: Thanks for getting rid of him!

Anna: Don't mention it! That's what we're here for!

AK: I just can't help but feeling like everyone else knows something that I don't!

Fake Jack/ Fake Kristoff: -shift around uncomfortably and exchange glances-

AK: -gives the fakers a suspicious look-

Meanwhile...

Kristoff: -charges the ballroom doors, wearing pajamas, riding Sven, and wielding a carrot- BEHOLD, IT IS I, KRISTOFF THE MIGHTY KNIGHT, WEARING MY MIGHTY ARMOR, AND RIDING MY MIGHTY STEED, AND WIELDING MY MIGHTY SWORD! THOU SHALT ALL TREMBLE BEFORE MY AWESOME MIGHTINESS!!!!

Max: -face palms as Kristoff is stopped by security and kicked out-

Kristoff: -comes back- They called me a psychopath and banned me from the party.

Fake John: Okay, time to hack the system.

Max: How do we do that?

Fake John: I have no idea!

Kristoff: If we had real John here with us, he could do something.

Max: -gasps- Hold on to your hats! I just got a brilliant idea!

Fake John: What?

Max: It's time for Operation Santa Claus!!!

Meanwhile...

Fake Kristoff: I think AK is on to us. -he's sitting at a table alone, except for Fake Jack-

Fake Jack: And that's bad, right?

Fake Kristoff: Oh right, you're new here. Well, AK is the one writing the story, so she can expose our secret plot anytime she wants.

Fake Jack: But she doesn't know about our secret plot yet.

Fake Kristoff: Well, not exactly. This situation is the perfect example of dramatic irony, which is when the readers know more than the characters! It's perfect! But we need to keep it that way.

Meanwhile...

Olaf: This is really boring. -he's sitting with AK in the corner, watching everyone else dance-

AK: I wish Max were here. -right in front of AK's face, a ceiling tile falls, and a screwdriver and Max tumble out of the hole- I made it!

AK: Max! You came!

Max: I encountered some... technical difficulties along the way. -Kristoff and Fake John tumble out-

Fake John: Sup?

AK: Wait, Kristoff's here... -points in Fake Kristoff's general direction- And there? What? How?

Fake John: That's BDM. He replaced Kristoff because he has a crush on Anna.

Kristoff: -points to Fake John- And that's Jack Frost. John is in Jack's body and vice versa.

AK: Wha....? How...?

Fake John: Ketchup.

AK: Gah.... -faints-

Max: -catches her- Now you two have done it! You've short circuited her rational mind!

Kristoff: Uh... sorry.

Meanwhile...

Hans: -notices the recent arrivals, and runs to find his two other partners in crime- You guys, we have company!

Fake Kristoff: Uh oh.

Anna: -notices the two Kristoffs- Wait what?

Kristoff: -runs up- I'm the real Kristoff!

BDM: No, I am!

Kristoff: I am!

Elsa: Two Kristoffs? How do we tell them apart?!

Anna: I can. Kristoff One, -points to BDM- Do you like to have picnics with me?

BDM: Absolutely!

Anna: Kristoff Two, -points to Kristoff- same question.

Kristoff: Um, well, that is, I, uh...

Anna: Kristoff! -hugs him-

BDM: Dang it.

Elsa: I'll admit it, you did look very convincing.

BDM: -smiles and bows- I try.

Max: -walks up with an unconscious AK- That's not all. -explains Number 24-

Elsa: WHAT?!?!?!

Hans: Uh...

Elsa: Fix it.

Hans: Uh...

Elsa: NOW!

An hour later...

Jack: Am I? I am! I'm back white I belong! -hugs himself-

John: Me too. Well, I guess there's no one I'd rather be than me! Most of the time.

AK: -wakes up on the couch, leaning on Mac's shoulder- What happened?

Max: A lot. I'll explain later!

AK: :)

Max: :)

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