A/N: I decided to continue it! It's leading up to eventually being smutty, yes. Just... not yet. The Further Adventures of Elsa and Andre are go! :D Still no idea where this is going so we're all in for a ride uvu
"I honestly didn't even know you could dance," Anna- Andre finally said, after a song or two. Elsa hadn't even switched partners, choosing instead to dance with her sister alone. The Queen gave a coy little smile.
"I never said I couldn't dance. Just that I don't."
"You're doing a very good job of it."
"Well, for someone who just last week was my cute little sister, you're doing an awfully good job of leading,"
Anna turned red at that, looked away for a moment, stumbling in her heeled boots. Elsa just started to giggle, releasing Anna's hand to cover her mouth, trying to keep up some semblance of being a Queen instead of a giddy schoolgirl.
"Come on, let's go outside."
Anna raised an eyebrow, tilted her head to one side.
"There's a blizzard out there, Els."
"Not anymore."
Anna looked surprised, for a moment, giving a sharp intake of breath, her eyebrows raising and her lips forming into a perfect little O shape.
"So it was you..." A pause. Anna started to look worried. "O-oh no. Did I cause that? I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to not talk to you I just had so much to prepare that I couldn't-" she was halted by a slightly chilly finger pressed to her lips, a twinkle in Elsa's eye.
"I'm fine now. Let's go?"
As Elsa led her sister-in-disguise out of the ballroom, Anna murmured quietly,
"But you weren't fine then..."
Once outside, Elsa shooed servants and guards away from the courtyard, still tugging Anna behind her. Anna was gingerly walking in the snow, trying her hardest to keep her balance. Elsa, however, walked through it as if it wasn't there, despite the fact that her ice shoes did a very poor job of covering her feet. Behind them they left a trail of one set of perfect footprints and one set of clumsy, almost dragging bootprints from where Anna wasn't entirely used to having to lift her feet as high as she needed to, being far more used to flats than heeled boots.
By the time Elsa turned around to see her sister in the moonlight, Andre had seemingly transformed back into Anna. There was no real difference in her outward appearance, but Anna's back was no longer ramrod-straight, her posture no longer princelike and instead rather hesitant, wrapping her arms around herself and hunching her shoulders against the cold.
Elsa could see, now, the girl behind the man. Her uniform seemed to fit more loosely, giving her the illusion of squareness and broad shoulders, concealing the girlish curves that Elsa knew so well. Her face... well, she couldn't change that. She could, at least, pass as a young man who hadn't quite properly filled out, hadn't managed to grow a beard. But she looked like such a young man. What was her story; how old was Andre supposed to be?
Anna was nineteen. But Andre... looked sixteen at best.
Under Elsa's scrutiny, Anna began shifting from one foot to the other, rubbing her gloved hands together in front of her and looking from side to side.
"Do I look... bad?" she asked, quietly. Her breath puffed out in front of her, cheeks red. Elsa realized just how cold it must be outside - she should have offered to take her to another part of the castle instead. The cold had never been a problem for Elsa, but Anna was... summer. Sun. Heat. And she seemed a bit chilly without any kind of cover.
"No, snowflake. You look very handsome." She reached over to ruffle her sister's now-short hair. "You also look like you could use a coat. Should we go back inside?"
Anna looked back at the doors, light spilling out from the party within, and made a face.
"We can't really talk in there, though. I mean, now... we can be together. Like, together together, without anyone giving us any grief about it." She reached out to take Elsa's hand, a pleased little smile on her face. "Let's stay out here for a little while?"
Elsa pressed a kiss to her sister's forehead.
"Very well, then. What would you like to do?"
Anna sidled closer to Elsa.
"Well... a little snuggling would be nice. It's kinda cold."
Elsa raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking back to the party for a moment.
"We did just meet, though..."
Anna's face fell and she began fidgeting again. Elsa swiftly changed the subject.
"Where did you get the idea, anyway? To become... Andre?"
"Well," Anna said, her demeanor changing almost instantly. She began bouncing subtly on the balls of her feet, practically vibrating with excitement. "You see, when I was really little, I used to think, you know, you were gonna be Queen, and since we didn't get any time together any longer, I wanted to be as close as I could get to you, so I thought about becoming captain of the royal guard to keep close to you-"
Elsa wanted to interrupt Anna, ask her where this was going, but once her sister really got talking...
"And you see, I thought, you know, who wants a girl for the captain of the guard? So I started thinking, you know, Joan of Arc, I could cut my hair and become captain as someone else. And I'd always thought Andre was a nice name, and I thought I'd look nice with short hair - though I didn't expect it to curl like this - it looks nice though? So I mean, it works, I guess, I just didn't think it'd be this cute-"
Elsa started relaxing again, her expression becoming a genuine smile. Watching Anna get worked up like this... the way her cheeks reddened, the little bounce in the way she wiggled, the animated way she talked with her hands, the light in her eyes when she got into it... just some of the myriad of things that Elsa really, truly loved about her little sister.
"So I started looking up how Joan might have done it, when I was little, and I started- like- imitating the servants, and once I started to fill out I started, you know, wrapping up sometimes to see if I could pass as a guy, and I know I look really young but I do look like a boy, maybe not a man but a prince. I could do it... but I never really wanted to cut my hair? Because I really like the pigtails, they always reminded me of your braid, but I had so much more hair I couldn't do just one so two it was- b-but anyway, I got a tailor to make me a uniform that made me look more like a guy with the cut, got some boots that made me look taller, and whoa do these things work wonders for my posture I mean wow I thought those posture lessons we had when we were little were something, but heels are incredible, Els!" Anna turned around gleefully, looking over her shoulder at her sister. "Look what they do to my butt, Elsa! Look how nice it looks in these pants, I mean wow heels and well-tailored pants and would you look at that, I have a nice, perky behind-"
"Anna, you always had a nice, perky behind."
"But it looks so good!"
"This isn't even the first time you've worn heels..."
"But it's the first time I've liked them! Like, whoa, I'm hot! I am smoking hot, Elsa."
Elsa closed the distance between them, giving Anna's behind a little squeeze in the same motion that she gave her sister a chaste peck on the cheek.
"You have also always been smoking hot."
Anna turned around, face red as she chewed her lip nervously, worried her hands.
"Y-you really... think so? Are you sure?"
"Anna," Elsa's tone was more even, commanding. "I am the Queen. Are you saying my judgment is poor?"
"O-of course not!" Anna squeaked, her face spreading into an unsure but still genuinely happy smile. Elsa was reminded again just how perfect her little sister was. She gave Anna another loving kiss on the cheek, pulled back with a smile.
"Good. Now... what kind of plans have you made for the night?"
Anna raised an eyebrow, tilted her head slightly to one side.
"I was... going to spend the night at the palace...? In my room?"
"...Anna." Elsa's voice was flat. "I've just met Andre. He cannot stay in the palace."
"B-but, Elsa! I thought this would fix all of our-"
"Shh, Anna, it will. Everything will be fine. But we can't just jump into this. We have to... be convincing. You didn't really think this through, did you? How are we going to excuse the sudden disappearance of the Princess?"
Anna shifted her weight from foot to foot, her hands clasped nervously in front of her.
"M...agic?" She whimpered. Elsa sighed, pulled Anna close.
"Anna, snowflake, you've got... to remember that we're going to be in the public eye for the rest of our lives. We can't make any mistakes."
"I'll die," Anna said, gaze meeting Elsa's.
"That's a little extreme-"
"No, I mean... Anna. Anna can die so that Andre can be with you."
Tears sprang to Elsa's eyes.
"Anna..." she whispered. "I can't... I can't lose you again."
Anna made a shh noise, nuzzling Elsa's cheek lovingly.
"You won't lose me. I'll always be here. Just... as Andre."
"Are you... prepared to live the rest of your public life as a man?" Elsa asked, quietly. The implications were sinking in slowly, and she was realizing just how much Anna would give up, how much Anna had already given up, just so that they could be together.
What could she do for Anna, after this? Anything she could come up with would pale in comparison to the fact that her sister was shedding an entire life for her.
Elsa was jerked back into awareness by the feeling of a light touch on her nose.
"Hey, Elsa. Stop flying long enough to help me, here. I didn't make any plans for somewhere to stay in the city, and with the ball, it's likely the inns are pretty full..."
Elsa made a soft hmm noise. After a moment, her expression brightened.
"Kristoff!"
"Are you sure that's a good idea..." Anna murmured. "I mean, I love Kristoff, but... do you think he'd... understand?"
"Anna. He knew about us before we knew about us."
"Not that! I know that! But... I mean, how would he take to..." She gestured to... herself, dressed in a dapper prince's outfit. "This?"
Elsa stepped back, looking Anna up and down, her eyebrow raised appreciatively.
"Kristoff and I have had long conversations about the society he grew up in. Not only do the trolls not care whether they're in love with a male or a female, they tend to switch between the two themselves depending upon how they feel."
"That's... weird." Anna said after a moment. "I mean, trolls. Weird. But..."
Elsa paused, gave Anna a look that said every word of Are you really in a position to talk about weird? without uttering a single syllable of it. Anna turned red and frowned theatrically.
"D-do not! Look at me like that! I didn't- know that!"
Elsa chuckled at her outburst, covering her mouth to stifle the sound. Anna stamped a booted foot in the snow.
"This isn't funny, Elsa! Don't- make fun of me! I don't think about that kind of stuff!"
Anna was silenced by a kiss on the lips, and she seemed to relax considerably at the touch of her sister's chilly lips against hers. When they did part, Anna seemed content to stay silent for a moment and bask in the afterglow of their first kiss in a week.
"There are lots of things you don't think about. But you're the one who came up with this plan. You're the one who came up with how we're going to fix this. You've got enough going on in your head."
Anna looked indignant.
"Are you calling me-"
"Brilliant, Anna. I'm calling you brilliant. Now, if you'd excuse me, I need to summon our Royal Ice Master and Deliverer."
A/N: Thank you for your interest already! :D Remember, I'm pandypaws on tumblr! Love me and stuff. now i didn't sleep last night so i'm taking my tired ass off to bed ILUALL BYE