Anna woke with a snort, rubbing at her eyes and looking around the room. It wasn't uncommon for Kristoff to wake up before her, but she had kind of hoped that after he crawled into the bed so late last night, she would have been able to wake him up on Christmas morning. After a moment, she recognized the quiet echo of music thrumming from the kitchen, and could smell bacon and pancakes cooking, and scrambled out of bed as quickly as possible.

Tying her dressing robe overtop of her t-shirt, Anna padded down the hallway, poking her head into Eli's room on her way down. He wasn't asleep either, and Anna started to wonder just how late the boys had let her sleep. She pressed her hands against her wild mass of bed-head before stepping into the kitchen, and a bright smile stretched from eye to eye when Kristoff looked up at her, the Santa hat on his head moving with the motion, and winked playfully.

"Good morning, gorgeous," he grinned, sliding the spatula under the pancake cooking on the stove. "Merry Christmas."

Anna gasped as she looked up, finally noticing all the garland and tinsel that was hung from every edge. The whole kitchen looked like a sparkling forest, and Anna ran forward to wrap her arms around Kristoff's waist. "What is all this?"

"Go look at the den," Kristoff said, an even bigger smile playing at his lips.

She bit her bottom lip in excitement, letting go of him and running forward to see what he had set out for her. Eyes wide in admiration, she stepped over the threshold and felt herself about to cry. Lights hung from the ceiling, soft, fake frost was glistening from the mantle and the tree branches, ornaments were hung with care, and the whole place felt like a dream. "Kristoff…"

Eli came running at her, giggling like a maniac. "Good morning mama!"

"Oh!" She caught him, lifting him up off the ground and holding him close to her chest. "Good morning, baby! Did you know about this?"

Eli nodded, kissing her cheek. "Yep! Kristoff let me help!"

"Oh…" she sang, rubbing her nose against his. "So you got to stay up way past your bedtime, huh."

Eli giggled before wriggling free from her grasp, and went over to the fireplace. "Look! Stockings! And they're full!"

Kristoff smiled to himself as he flipped another pancake. He may have snuck some extras into the house after he finally had put Eli to bed. "All right, breakfast is ready," he hollered, splitting the food amongst three plates. "Don't want it getting cold, right?"

Eli ran to the table, whole body shaking with anticipation. It had been so long since they had a Christmas like this, and Anna felt tears prickling at her lower lash line.

Before he could sit, Anna walked up to Kristoff, wrapped her arms around his waist, and planted a deep, heartfelt kiss to his lips. He responded in earnest, his hands holding the back of her head, pulling her closer. They didn't pull apart until they heard a little hemming coming from the table. "Excuse me!"

They both blushed, stepping a little further apart, but Anna still reached up to stroke his cheek. "This is amazing. Thank you." She kissed him once more, gently this time, and smiled. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." Kristoff's whole face was warm, lighting up the entire room.

They sat with Eli, and Anna reached over to pinch his cheek. "And thank you, baby. I can't believe you guys did all this for me."

"Yeah," he mumbled, mouth already stuffed with pancakes. "It's because Santa really likes you." He winked at Kristoff, who simply laughed in return.

Anna felt confusion cross her features as she looked between the boys, feeling like there was something she wasn't quite understanding, but she melted immediately when Kristoff tapped the hat on his head with a wink in her direction.

"He sure does, buddy. He sure does."