Prankster

Anna was very proud of herself. After no small amount of effort, she'd finally learned how to start a fire without anyone else's help. No more relying on a servant for her. From now on, she'd start her own fires. Now all she had to do was show Elsa.

Unbeknownst to Anna, Elsa already knew. Indeed, it had been quite hard to miss all the little bonfires scattered throughout the castle courtyard. However, she had humoured her younger sister. After all, it was Anna. Some level of odd behaviour was to be expected, and it wasn't like she could burn down the castle – not with Elsa there.

"You wanted to show me something?" Elsa bit back a smile. If Anna were a puppy, her tail would be wagging madly.

Anna nodded eagerly. She'd already gathered everything she needed. All she had to do now was to show off her newly acquired skills. Elsa might be able to create ice with a flick of her wrist, but Anna could create fire! "Yes. I'm going to light a fire!"

Elsa tilted her head to one side. It took all of her willpower to keep from smiling. "I see."

Clearly, Anna thought, Elsa did not see since she didn't sound anywhere near as enthusiastic about the whole thing as she ought to be. "I don't think you do, Elsa." Anna struck her most heroic pose – she knew it was her most heroic pose because she'd asked Sven and Olaf for help coming up with it. "Because I am going to light the fire… myself!"

"Ah." Elsa gestured elegantly at the things that Anna had gathered. "Then, by all means, continue."

Anna stuck her tongue out at her sister. "Oh ye of little faith." Anna got to work. It wouldn't be long before she had a fire going, and what would Elsa say then? She would probably fall to her knees at Anna's feet in praise of her awesomeness.

The fire crackled to life. "See!" Anna cried, turning away from her newly created fire to look at Elsa. "I told you I could –"

"It went out." Elsa pointed one finger at the fire. "Your fire, I mean. It's not going anymore."

"What?" Anna whirled around and stared at her traitorous fire. It had indeed gone out. That treacherous flame! "Just give me a second. I'll have it going again in no time." And she did… for about another three seconds.

"It went out again." Elsa couldn't stop a ghost of a grin from creeping over her lips. How long, she wondered, would it take for Anna to figure out what was going on?

"I can see that." Anna rolled up her sleeves. Desperate times called for desperate measures. She was Princess Anna of Arendelle, and she would show the fire exactly who was in charge. And that was her – not Elsa, at least, not this time.

Or not.

No matter how hard Anna tried, the fire kept going out. But why was it going out? It wasn't that windy, and the fire had more than enough fuel. She'd done everything the same way as before. It was only when she caught Elsa snickering behind one hand that she realised what was going on. That little sneak! Elsa was using her powers to put the fire out!

"You!" Anna rounded on her sister, glaring with all the menace she could muster, which wasn't really very much at all. It didn't help that Elsa didn't look the least bit intimidated. Indeed, the queen was trying very hard not to fall over laughing. "You'll pay for that!"

"Really?" Elsa sniggered. "And how, sister dear, are you planning on making me pay?"

"I…" Anna trailed off. How was she going to make Elsa pay? Her first instinct was to grab some of the snow around them and throw it at Elsa. But that was probably not a good idea. Not only would the snow probably stop in mid air – it was Elsa, after all – but Elsa would probably also return the favour with interest. "I'll…"

"Yes?"

"I'll…" Anna huffed and folded her arms over her chest. "I don't know what I'll do."

Elsa chuckled. "Well, in that case…" She walked forward and tapped Anna's nose. "It looks like I win."

Anna twitched and watched her sister walk off. There was no way that she could let Elsa win. Not like this. "Oh never mind!" Anna broke into a run and tackled Elsa to the ground. The pair of them skidded through the snow, and Anna seized the opportunity to shove as much snow as she could down the back of Elsa's dress before she stumbled to her feet and ran for the castle as fast as she could. If she could get back inside the castle, Elsa wouldn't be able to bury her under several tonnes of snow.

"Anna!" Elsa growled. "Get back here!"

X X X

The royal guards were quite used to strange things happening at the castle. It was all part and parcel of having a queen with magical powers and a princess who was, to put it nicely, a little bit odd. However, even they were unprepared for the sight of their queen chasing after her younger sister with a snowball the size of a boulder.

"Help!" Princess Anna screamed. "Guards, help!"

"Do not move!" Queen Elsa shouted. "Stay at your posts!"

The guards looked at each other. Picking a snowball fight with the queen was suicide, and although they were honour-bound to protect the royal family from harm, they were confident that the queen wouldn't do any permanent damage. Plus, it was cold, and the last thing they needed was to be buried neck-deep in snow.

"Why are you just standing there?" Princess Anna wailed. It was actually quite impressive that she was able to run so fast while screaming at the top of her lungs. "Help – gah!"

The guards stepped neatly out of the way as the snow boulder smashed into Princess Anna and buried her under a torrent of snow that came to a stop just shy of the guards' boots.

The queen marched over to her little sister and poked her in the nose. "And that, Anna, is why you don't put snow down the back of my dress."

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Author's Notes

As always, I do not own Frozen. I'm not making any money off of this either.

It's nice to see Elsa being a little bit mischievous, isn't it? Anyway, this story will be a collection of bits and pieces, drabbles, and ideas that haven't yet got a home. I've got a lot of stuff that doesn't quite fit anywhere else. Some will be short – like this one – and others will be longer.

I also write original fiction, mostly fantasy. You can find links to it in my profile.

As always I appreciate feedback. Reviews and comments are welcome.