Ice Petals (Elsabela)

Their arrival

A/N: This story doesn't follow the events of the movies, this is an au. Also, if I get any Spanish wrong please tell me. The brackets will have translation for non-Spanish speakers.

Warning: swearing, definitely family trauma, mentioned death, mentioned war, and internalized homophobia

It was a sunny day and Mirabel was bored. She wandered around town, trying to find something to do, or at least sit alone with her annoying thoughts. She watched partially as everyone went about their day, enjoying their time with each other or being fans of the rest of her family members.

"Camilo?" She asked, making sure not to stand in the way of his path.
"Sí Miri?" He glanced down at her with a smile.
"What's going on? What are you setting up for?" She looked around, feeling out of place for not helping.
"We got more tourists today from Arendelle; the king, queen, and her older sister who was forced along the trip from some forest." He explained, finally putting down the heavy object he was holding and turning into himself again.
"Oh... I see." She nodded, immediately nervous for their arrival.
"Senorita perfectà is already waiting at the entrance." He continued, rolling his eyes and scoffing dramatically.

Mirabel bid him farewell and started walking towards the town entrance, wanting to check on her sister discreetly before the royalty arrived. She took a deep breath, trying to ignore her racing concerned thoughts, she should probably be more worried about herself and not embarrassing the family. At least to Abuela's preferences. She took another breath.

Mirabel was now only a mile away from where Isabela was standing, she watched her stand straight with her gaze ahead, like she had something to prove. She had her hands in front of herself, clasped together. She stood next to her. Isabela glanced down at her younger sister before looking ahead once more.

"Are you ok?" Mirabel asked, looking up at her older sister, without missing a beat she replied.
"Not really, although there isn't anything I could do about it." Her voice sounded defeated, it wasn't even 10am yet.
"Sorry, I'll sneak you away later. Prometo." (I promise) The teenager winked; Isabela's lips curled into a small smile.
"Thank you." She nodded, her voice a whisper.
"Of course." Mirabel nodded back.

The sisters talked for a while; it was a small break from the expectations on both of them by the family, it was relaxing. That was until Isabela heard footsteps, she looked ahead and straightened her posture. Mirabel let out a quiet huff and stepped back from her sister, allowing their grandmother to step between them.
"They're here!" Her voice was laced with enthusiasm. They looked forward to see a... Sled being pulled by a reindeer?

They all watched with confusion, Isabela's more hidden. Then a snowman popped his head up, she had to fight every bone in her body to not jump back. Mirabel took her glasses off and cleaned them, in case she was seeing things, last time she checked snowman couldn't be alive. Alma watched in complete shock.

"Sorry we're late!" Queen Anna spoke up, jumping off the sled once it came to a stop.
"Oh, it- it's alright." Alma nodded, clasping her hands together. "Interesting transport for summer..." She continued, her eyes going towards the reindeer.
"I don't go anywhere without my reindeer." King Kristoff explained, petting the animal. "His name is Sven." He continued in a proud tone.
"Good to know. Queen An-" Alma went to speak but the old bitch was interrupted.
"Please, don't worry about the formula titles." Anna spoke, Elsa gave her a quick glare due to the rude interruption.
"Of course." Alma nodded, honestly, Mirabel tuned them out.

Mirabel looked over at her sister, humming quietly as she watched her. Isabela was gazing at the blonde with interest. She chalked it up to her sister just being interested in the royal family. She goes back to the conversation as Anna starts introducing everyone.

"As you all know I'm Anna, this is my husband Kristoff." She puts her hand on his shoulder, rubbing her hand against the blondes leather. "Elsa, my older sister." She looks over at the ice welder. "Sven is his reindeer." She looks down at the animal Kristoff is petting. "Then Olaf- where did he go?" She gasps quietly as the snowman is nowhere to be seen.
"I'm sure he'll figure it out." Elsa rolls her eyes.
"The... Snowman has a name?" Mirabel asked confused, glancing between the royals.
"Yes. It takes a moment to get used to him being... Alive and sentient." Kristoff nodded.
"Isabela, would you like to give them a tour?" Alma looked over at her granddaughter.