"My name is Elsa, and I like cheating!" I point an accusatory finger at her gasping. She blushes. Well good, apparently she does feel a little guilty.

"I just... thought I should hide really good," Her hands wring. I sigh. She's so silly sometimes! It's like she doesn't know she's the greatest, prettiest, most conpagentalarious person in the world! Hey! I have to make up words to describe how amazing she is! And she's still self-conscious?

"Yeah!" I insisted, "But after you started hiding, and I started seeking, you started going. Which makes this hide-and-go-seek!"

She stands patiently, towering over me as I explain how this game works.

"...um, yeah. That's why I was hiding. This is just a game," She twitters. I push my fingers into my eyes in frustration. Weird. I didn't know I had nervous tics.

"It is just a game. So why cheat?" See, me 'n' her were playing. Once she ran away, I realized she just wanted to play another game. She was a really good hider. I searched the entire castle before realizing she was cheating; by changing the structure of the castle itself!

"Why hide?" She asks out of nowhere.

I think for a second, "...so that I can find you?"

"Oh, Olaf," She smiled so sad, so sweet, "I'm glad you found me."

"I'm glad you let me."

I can't help myself. I give her a hug.

"What was that for?" She asks sweetly, sorrowfully.

"For being the best maker ever!"

Elsa laughs, "Thanks Olaf."

"Now I'll hide!" I wave my hands, "Heads up," I dislodge my head, "You have to find all of my parts!"

She laughs, turns around and starts counting.