Frozen: Fire So Cold It Burns

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙤: A New Servant Of Arendelle

Anna ducked behind the wall of snow she had built just in time to miss a snowball that whizzed overhead. It was a warm March day, but the snow thickly blanketing the ground still showed no signs of melting.

"Olaf!" Anna panted, turning to her right. "Hurry up! I need more snowballs."

Olaf is a small snowman divided in three balls of snow (five, if counting his legs). Three black rocks modeled as buttons are on his body, one on his midsection and two on his backside. Underneath his backside are two stubs of snow that serve as his legs or feet for moving around. He has two stick arms and three twigs on his head that resemble small strands of hair. On each arm are four fingers. His head takes up a third of his body and is oval-shaped with a stretched face. The snow around the top of his mouth is shaped to resemble a buck tooth. In between his eyes and mouth is a carrot nose. His eyes are realistic with black pupils. He also has eyebrows above them.

"I'm trying, I'm trying!" Olaf exclaimed, scrambling his stick arms through the snow and hastily forming lopsided balls of ice. Anna grabbed one and tossed it towards the cluster of trees behind which Kristoff and Sven were hiding. It broke against a tree trunk, sending snow flying.

"You're going to have to try harder than that!" Kristoff teased. He threw a huge snowball straight towards Olaf and Anna's fort. It sailed through the air and plunked onto Olaf's head, knocking off his carrot nose.

"Hey!" Olaf retrieved the carrot, and began making snowballs even more fiercely. A few seconds later, another snowball flew by, smashing into a limb growing from a tree just behind the fort.

"Alright, Olaf. We need a new plan." Anna whispered, bending down next to him. "What if you and I both grab a handful of snowballs and charge them? I'll go around to the left, you go around to the right."

She peeked over the top of the the wall and noticed that it had become suspiciously quiet. She heard no scraping of snow being packed into snowballs, or Sven's restless stomping. Anna's eyes scanned to the right, just in time to see Kristoff charging straight at her fort, his arms filled with snowballs.

"Attack!" Anna shouted, blue eyes glinting excitedly. Together, she and Olaf pelted Kristoff with snowballs. One of them even landed on his nose, but he brushed the snow away and doggedly continued. Suddenly he slid to a stop and laughed.

"What?" Olaf asked in his high-pitched voice. "What's so funny?"

Kristoff just pointed behind them. Anna and Olaf turned to see Sven standing underneath the tree just behind them.

"So?" Olaf declared. "He doesn't even have any snowballs."

Sven smirked, if a reindeer could possibly smirk, and kicked the trunk of the tree.

"Oh, gumdrops." Anna said, glancing at the snow-laden tree branches above her. The branches trembled violently and dropped a waterfall of snow onto Olaf and Anna. When they finally raised their heads and shook the snow from their bodies, they turned to glare at Kristoff, who was laughing wildly.

"You never saw it coming!" Kristoff chuckled. "Sven and I really did it this time, didn't we boy?" He added affectionately, patting Sven, who had pranced up beside him.

Anna tried to maintain her indignant glare, but after a moment, she dissolved into fits of laughter. "You sure did." She admitted, picking her snow-coated woolen hat off the ground from where it had fallen. "But Olaf and I will get you next time."

"If only we had Elsa with us." Olaf noted. "Then, we'd totally win!"

"That would be fun." Anna agreed. "But, running the kingdom keeps her busy most days. Especially today, since she is housing an open reception to any requests or offers anyone has concerning the affairs of Arendelle."