Irene had caught Elsa leaving Anna's room after their impromptu cuddle session and asked if she'd like to join them in going to the supermarket to get dinner. Elsa had wanted to say no because she wasn't sure she could handle the emotional toll it would take on her being around mass groups of people after the days events. She had wanted to say no but then Anna had come flying out of her room looking so excited with her adorable smile and lit up eyes and she couldn't say anything but yes. That ended up being a very large mistake.

"Anna can't we get in trouble for this?"

"Of course not Elsa. Just don't draw attention to yourself."

"I'm pretty sure the 20 year old with a bright blue cast sitting inside a shopping cart and being pushed around draws attention to itself."

"What? You're a cripple! They can't expect you to walk!"

"I have a broken wrist not two broken legs."

"Technicalities Elsa. Oh look! Ice cream!" Anna swerved sharply to the right and sped down the aisle, jostling Elsa inside the basket. Somehow Elsa had let Anna convince her into riding inside after Irene had suggested that they go pick out some things. Anna had insisted that it was the only way a person could shop for food even admitting that she made Irene push her around every time they went together. Elsa only got the special privilege of being the pushed instead of the pusher this time because of the broken wrist and Anna's generosity. Elsa wished Anna was a little less generous. She flew through the door at a near running speed and delighted in Elsa's terrified little squeaks when Anna rounded corners to sharp and knocked her around a bit. They came to a sudden stop in front of a freezer door sending Elsa careening forward into the nose of the cart.

"Chocolate or vanilla Elsa?" Anna pulled open the door and held up two gallon cartons of ice cream for Elsa to look at.

"You are going to kill me with your crazy driving. I think I have bruises already…" Elsa trailed off to look down at her exposed arms to check for any marks. Anna cooed and stepped closer to the cart, dropping both types of ice cream inside without thinking about it, and took Elsa's forearms in her hands. She bent down to press a soft kiss against each arm despite there not even being a red mark on either then lifted her head to press a kiss to Elsa's lips. Elsa flushed when a group of passing men whistled at them and hollered obscene things. Anna simply flipped them after ending the kiss with a great big pleased smile.

"Do you want me to go slower? I like going fast. I keep forgetting you've never done this before."

"I suppose. I don't…going slower would draw less focus to us I bet."

Anna nodded and began pushing the cart again, at a much slower pace this time, "Good call. Let's go get some energy drinks."

"Anna…I think that is the last thing you need."

Anna scrunched up her nose in displeasure, "You sound like my mother."

"With good reason. Those are terrible for you. You're going to kill yourself drinking those and then where will we be?"

"Oh don't over exaggerate the situation. I'll only get like three."

"Three!?" Anna grinned and took off in a sudden sprint, pushing the cart faster than she had yet. Elsa screeched in fear and gripped the sides of the cart, sinking her back as far back into the cold metal behind her as she could. Her stomach twisted with nerves and a strange euphoric excitement. They dodged other shoppers getting shouts or laughter from those they passed and soon Elsa's screeching turned into loud laughter mixed with Anna's sweet giggles from behind her. Anna took a sharp left that lifted the cart up onto two wheels and sent it squeaking precariously around the corner. It came back down on all four wheels with a hard bang and jolted Elsa back into the child carrier of the cart, snapping it shut. The cart was pulled to a quick stop in front of a long line of soft drinks and Anna's desired drinks.

Elsa pressed her shaking fingers into her lips, covering the huge smile on her face, "Don't do that again. It was terrifying."

Anna winked at Elsa over her shoulder, "That gorgeous laugh of yours says different my sweet."

Elsa rolled her eyes and reclined against the cart, using the hood of her jacket as a cushion, "I thought we were over that pet name. Didn't we decide it was extremely annoying?"

Anna came back to the cart with an arm load of different drinks, dumping them into the cart and subsequently in Elsa's lap, "Nope. Let's see ice cream, chocolate, veggie chips for you the boring vegetarian, energy drinks for me the awesome person….do we need anything else?"

"I don't know. I'm not usually allowed to pick things out like this."

Anna sighed wearily and moved around to start pushing the cart again, "That's because your dad is a total prick."

"Anna…"

"Hey don't use that warning tone with me! It's very, very true. I don't even know why you stick up for him especially after what happened at that picnic. I'm still furious."

Elsa shoved her hands into the pockets of her hoodie and hunkered low, drawing her knees up to her chest, "Because…he's still my father Anna. And even if he is awful to me he's all I have."

"You are too nice to people. Seriously. You can't let him do this to you forever. You need to like give him the bird and smash his fish tank with a golf club. Ooo! Or better yet, we can dope his drinks with acetone…aroids….what is that stuff called? You know, that poison stuff?"

"Arsenic?"

"Yes! That's the stuff! We'll put some of that in his drinks and no one will be the wiser when he just keels over. Then we solve the issue of my mom dating a prick, me dating my step sister, and you having to deal with an asshole for a father. I'm a goddamn genius."

Elsa craned her neck to give her girlfriend a long look, "You aren't being serious about poisoning my father are you?"

Anna shrugged her shoulder, "Only if you're considering it."

"Anna."

"Alright fine. We won't kill your dad. Party pooper."

"You are very strange," Elsa shifted a little in the cart to pull a rouge energy drink out from under her thigh, "Can I get out of this yet?"

"Nope. Not yet." Anna pulled into a check out line behind a woman with three children huddled around her knees. The longer they waited in line the more chocolate bars ended up in their cart because of Anna's inability to resist temptation. By the time they reached the counter there had to be at least a dozen assorted king sized bars. The bagger gave Elsa an amused look and a friendly smile.

Anna smiled at the woman, "Hello Genie! How are you today?"

The woman spoke even as she began scanning the items Anna was setting up on the counter, "I'm doing alright Anna. I'm surprised to see you outside of a shopping cart. I was beginning to think you honestly couldn't walk."

"Walking is overrated Genie and my girlfriend has never rode inside a shopping cart. Can you believe that!? It was a totally tragedy so I had to give her a ride. Otherwise I wouldn't be a nice considerate girlfriend you know."

"That is very thoughtful of you Anna," Genie reached over the counter to give Elsa's fingers poking out from her cast a light squeeze, "Nice to meet you. You have to either be very brave or very dumb to willingly attach yourself to this crazy beast."

Elsa furrowed her brows and glanced at Anna to see if the bagger had offended her with her comment, "Um…"

Genie laughed sweetly and waved away Elsa's concerns, "Irene has been shopping here since Anna was a baby. I feel like I've practically watched her grow up. Everyone who works here knows her as the girl who rides in shopping carts. Generally speaking we aren't legally suppose to allow that but none of us have the heart to tell Anna no."

Anna's eyes grew big and sad, "It would break my heart Genie. Don't do that to me."

Genie rolled her eyes and gestured towards Anna's pout, "And that right there is why none of us can tell her no." Genie held the bags aloft for Anna to take and set them in the cart. She handed over the money Irene had given them to buy their sweets and handed the change to Elsa to pocket since she hadn't changed out of her pajamas and didn't have any pockets.

"Bye Genie!" Anna waved as she began pushing Elsa forward towards the double doors.

"Do you think it was a good idea to tell her that I'm your girlfriend when your mother is still inside the store shopping? What if she says something to Irene?"

Anna hummed thoughtfully, "I didn't really think about that. If she asks, we'll just tell her we were messing with Genie."

"That does sound believable coming from you."

"I don't like what you're implying. Hold on!" Anna sped up to a run and jumped onto the bottom rack of the cart, speeding through the parking lot. A few feet in front of them a car started backing up moving into their path.

"Oh balls!" Anna jumped off at a run and swerved hard right very nearly tipping the entire cart over. They narrowly avoided colliding with the SUV that only seemed to notice them when they blew past their tailgate. Elsa could hear the driver yelling at them for being idiots.

"Anna stop this thing right now!"

"I would if I could!"

"What!?"

"Turns out I didn't really think this through! We're going way to fast for me to jump down like that again! I'll break an ankle!" Anna was yelling to be heard over top the window whistling in their ears.

"You had better be joking Anna…"

"No not this time!" She leaned her body to the left hoping it would steer the cart in that direction. When that did not work out for her she tried moving her body right to turn the cart right. It warranted the same results.

"Well that isn't working. I definitely have zero control now."

Elsa gripped the side of the cart so fiercely her knuckles turned white, "How can you possibly so be so blasé about this!?"

Anna chuckled warmly, "Because this is fun! Move forward."

"Fun!? Anna we are going to crash and die! We could be hit by a car! Or worst we could hit a car! They could call the police and get us in serious trouble!"

"Elsa lighten up and move forward!"

Elsa pursed her lips but scooted forward a few inches as Anna requested. The new space left Anna enough room to climb over the handle of the shopping cart and slide into the basket with her, her legs sliding alongside Elsa's and her arms wrapping around Elsa's middle. Elsa's eyes widened and if possible her grip on the side of the cart tightened even more.

"You're certifiably insane! And we are going to run into your mother's car!"

"What?" Anna leaned over to look in Elsa's line of sight and saw that they were indeed on a crash course for her mother's car, "Shit!"

As soon as the curse left Anna's mouth the front end of the cart crashed into the tail fender of her mother's car, jolting both of them forward. The fiberglass fender dented in around the metal shopping cart.

"My mom is going to be so pissed at me but that was so worth it." Anna breathed out a ghost of a laugh and hugged Elsa's middle. Her lips pressed a light kiss to the exposed skin of Elsa's neck.

"Worth it? How on earth was that worth it you crazy thing?"

"'Cause it cheered you up."

Elsa frowned in confusion and turned in Anna's arms to appraise her girlfriend's earnest look, "What?"

"When you came home earlier you kind of scared me. You were like I've never seen you before and I was afraid your stupid dad had done something really awful. But you were acting different—still upset!—but in a different kind of way you know? Like something or someone had absolute terrified you and you just needed to be grounded back to this world. I was so grateful that you came to me to be that person for you that I didn't press it but it really tore at me. I couldn't understand what had upset you so much and I absolutely hate it when you're upset. I heard my mom ask if you wanted to come and I kind of crocked up a half assed plan to cheer you up. Riding in the cart always cheers me up so I figured it could work for you too. I feel bad about fucking my mom's car up but hearing you laugh and seeing you smile earlier was totally worth it." Anna gave Elsa a big toothy smile that melted her insides. She couldn't help but be absolutely endeared to Anna's adorable albeit dangerous tactics to make her happy.

"While the gesture is completely adorable Anna," She tapped the end of Anna's nose with her finger making her sweet girlfriend, "Trying to kill me with a shopping cart stresses me out more than anything else."

"I'll keep that in mind for next time."

"Please do. In the mean time you can have a kiss for all your troubles."

"Can I have—" Anna was cut off by the sound of a gasp. They both looked over to find Irene standing there beside her grocery laden shopping cart staring not at them but the dent in her car.

"Mommy….listen…about the car…"

Irene held up a hand, "Out of the shopping cart Anna." Anna hung her head in a fashion similar to a scolded puppy. She climbed out and helped Elsa out after her, catching the taller blond when she stumbled. Irene walked closer to inspect the damages, running her hand over the dent and the scratched paint.

"Are you mad at me Mommy?"

Irene sighed and pressed her thumb into her temple, "Yes but not as mad as you think I am I'm sure," Her eyes caught sight of Elsa's tight posture and stricken expression, "Elsa sweetheart, calm down. You look like I'm about to curb stomp you or something. I'm not mad at you for destroying my car. I'm sure 90% if not all of the blame goes to my wild child over here."

Anna bobbed her head in affirmation, "It's very true."

Elsa swallowed roughly, her stomach turning at Irene's small joke about physical abuse, "I can pay for the damages."

Irene waved Elsa off and popped open the trunk, "My brother works at an auto body shop and will do it for free. Still try not to do this again? Anna you don't get to ride in the shopping cart for the next month as punishment alright?"

Anna sighed loudly, "That seems fair…can I come with you when you take the car to Uncle John's shop?"

"I suppose so."

"Awesome. And you don't hate me for hurting your pretty car do you?"

Irene rolled her eyes and pulled her daughter into a hug, pressing a sloppy kiss against Anna's forehead that made the teen groan unhappily, "Nothing could make me hate my gorgeous little wild child."

Elsa began loading the groceries into the trunk while mother and daughter discussing Anna's punishment. She felt guilty for denting Irene's car but she couldn't grasp how loosely Irene had reacted. She hadn't yelled, she hadn't threatened, and she had done well to ease Anna's fears of truly upsetting her mother. Until this moment Elsa hadn't believed that anyone could punish their child in a loving way. She hadn't even believed that children could be punished without physical violence being introduced.

"You're such a sweetheart Elsa. You didn't have to do that for me. Thank you." Irene smiled at her blond step daughter, all warmness and motherly love.

"You're welcome."

After putting up the showing carts, one now sporting a bent front end, they climbed into Irene's car for the ride home. Anna sat in the back with Elsa so they could discretely hold hands and cuddle against each other. Irene jokingly complained about being treated like a chauffer and forced them to listen to her country radio station as punishment for making her feel all alone up front. Aside from Irene singing along to random songs the ride home was fairly quiet. Since Irene refused to shop anyway but at her favorite supermarket it ended up being a long drive from their home. The sun outside had begun to set behind the tall mountains in the background by the time they pulling into the driveway at home. Elsa had expected to come home and have to deal with her father because of his rule about Anna and Elsa not being around each had been broken but she hadn't expected what they had come home to. Ashton was standing on the stoop looking furious to the point that his tan face was beginning to redden and his fists were clenching by his hips the way he did to stop himself from punching whatever was frustrating him. In front of him in the walkway stood Amelia holding Elsa's backpack she had forgotten in her mother's office earlier that day. She looked tense but otherwise emotionless unlike her wife who was standing beside her, yelling at Ashton about something indiscernible. Dread filled Elsa. If her mother had come to return her backpack then Ashton must know by now that she had snuck out to visit her mother.

Irene leaned forward over her steering wheel to get a better look at the two women standing in her walkway, "Those are some angry looking Jehovah's Witnesses."

Elsa would have smiled if she were so afraid of how her father would react to this after Irene and Anna had gone to bed, "Those aren't Jehovah's Witnesses Irene. Those are my…moms. I guess. Well one is my birth mother. The other is married to my birth mother."

Anna whistled lowly, "Seriously?"

Elsa nodded demurely, "Yeah."

Irene eyed them closely, "They dress like Jehovah's Witness people. All classy at all hours. Like…Jehovah's Lesbians." Irene cackled at her own joke which made Anna roll her eyes.

"You are so not as funny as you think you are Mom."

"Excuse me." Elsa slipped out of the backseat and rounded the car to get a little closer to hear what her parents were fighting about. Amelia noticed Elsa from the corner of her eye and turned to give her daughter a shaky smile. Ashton noticed Elsa then and stormed down the steps back Amelia to get to Elsa first, clasping his meaty hand around Elsa's bare forearm in a bruising grip. She withheld the whimper of pain burning at the back of her throat.

"Where the hell have you been?" He hissed in her face just loud enough for Elsa to hear. She cowered beneath him. Behind her she heard gravel crunch and felt more than saw Ashton being pushed away. She watched her father trip over his foot and fall down in the walkway face first. Behind him Anna had gotten out of the car just in time to see her step father hit the gravel and gave a silent cheer which Irene reprimanded with a stern look before looking up to glare at the woman who had pushed her boyfriend. Amelia didn't even see Irene's angry look because all of her attention was on Elsa. She took a tentative step towards her daughter and held out the backpack between them like an olive branch.

"I'm sorry for earlier Elsa. It was a lot all at once. It was wrong of me to just dump all of that on you. I just came to return your backpack. If you decide that you want to talk to me after this then you do. If you don't then," Amelia's voice wobbled, full of painful emotion, "then you don't. I understand either way. I'll love you—" Amelia was cut off when Ashton stood up and shoved her away from Elsa similar to the way she had just shoved him.

"Oh fuck no. You do not," Isabella closed the gasp between herself and Ashton in three steps and shoved him a step back, "touch my wife you prick."

Ashton appeared to have reached that point. Elsa had been privy to this point break many times in her life so she knew the signs better than anyone. There was a point where Ashton became so angry he just didn't care anymore and Isabella had pushed him to that point apparently. His fist finally came away from his hip and contacted harshly with Isabella's cheek. Behind him Irene gasped in shock, having never seen this side of her boyfriend before, and Anna just look exasperated if not a little afraid. Ashton had sparked a fear inside of Anna that night that had killed a little of the spunky girl's fire. She tried to hide it, tried to be that persons he promised to be for Elsa when Elsa needed her, but Elsa could tell that Anna was scared too. Isabella fell down into the walkway on her ass cradling her cheek in mouth hands, head turned down between her legs. Amelia all but screamed in fright and rushed to her wife, kneeling down to try and look but she couldn't pry Isabella's hands away from her face. Elsa could hear Isabella's labored breaths and her pained little noises.

"Riavani?" Amelia spoke through the tears coming down her face, wiping them away before they could get very far. Isabella mumbled something that was to quiet for Elsa to make out.

Ashton clenched his fists, preparing for another punch, "Get off my property. Now."

Amelia held up a shaking hand to shut up her ex husband, "Love I can't understand what you're saying."

Isabella took in a long breath and finally lifted her head, very slowly, "I think…my jaw is…broken."

"Oh my god." Amelia looked completely panicked now, torn beneath wanting to check for herself and calling paramedics.

Irene stared at her boyfriend through new eyes, hard emotionless eyes, before she turned them to the distraught couple kneeling in her walkway, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Amelia looked up at Irene, her watery eyes full of thanks and nodded shortly. Ashton whirled around and pointed a stern finger at his girlfriend, "Absolutely not. We do not cater to dykes in this household. They can pick themselves up and get off my property before I call the police."

Irene lifted a brow in contempt and scoffed, "Excuse me? Since when did you become a person that tells me how and what I do with my life? I do not belong to you. And another thing, where do you get off using that word in front of me? I do not judge others and I definitely don't like you using such a disgusting word. Least of all in front of my daughter whom I am proud to say is a bisexual. I will be driving these women to the hospital and you I will definitely be talking when I get back. I can not believe you Ashton. Who the hell are you?" She shook her head in disgust and turned away with another word to get back into the drivers seat of her car still full of groceries. Amelia walked past them helping Isabella along, looking up only once to mouth the words 'I love you' to Elsa. Elsa silently promised to call her mother back if not to agree to move in with her but to check in on Isabella's state. She felt horribly guilty for all of this. If she hadn't forgot her backpack then they wouldn't have had any reason to come here and thereby never would have been injured by Ashton. Her father watched Irene drive away with both Isabella and Amelia in the backseat, seething and near vibrating with rage. There was a moment of quiet in which Ashton was just angry and the two teen girls regarded him warily like a bomb waiting to go off. Finally he snapped and whirled on Elsa, furry alight in his crystalline eyes.

"How dare you fucking disobey me and go to your mother! This is your entire fucking fault you goddamn idiot! Why can't you ever...god! I can't fucking stand you!" He took a handful of her hair and bent her down, screaming against her ear, until his anger mounted and he brought his knee up to her face. She had enough practice to know she needed to turn her head else wise her nose would be broken like it had been when he had done this to her when she was younger. His knee crashed into her cheek and immense pain blossomed there but she held in the scream like she always had done. He brought his knee back to hit her again but then instead of that he howled and let her go. She looked up to see Anna standing there looking afraid but firm, her knuckles on the fist she held aloft scraped and blood from punching Ashton in the face. He was laid on the ground holding his face but looking more shocked than pained. Before he could retaliate she took Elsa's hand and pulled her into the house at a lighting speed. They could hear Ashton's thundering footsteps behind them but Anna had them behind her door before he could reach them. She flipped the locks and pulled Elsa into her arms, glaring at Ashton through the wood of the door.

"Let me in! Let me in this instant you little bitch!" Both of them closed their eyes and pretended not to hear them. They only had to stay in here until Irene came home. He'd stop as soon as Irene came home. They hugged each other tightly and thought only of when Irene came home.

Sorry guys! I typed it out really really quick so I apologize if it sucks! Thanks as always for reading!