“Yes, it is, Olaf!” Anna laughed, Olaf’s admiration for the summer and the beauty it contained making her smile. As a matter of fact, it gave her an idea.
“Hey? You know what’d be prettier? Come here…” She motioned him to come forward whilst picking some of the bright flowers that surrounded them.
“Wait, already?! But I-I…” then Elsa trailed off, letting herself be lead to the horse. She held her other hand close to her chest, the whip clutched tightly between her gloved fingers.
She looked at the horse, then looked back at Anna, trying very hard not to turn tail and run. “Do we have to do this right now?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
“Don’t do that, you’ll stretch it.” Elsa scolded, her hand tapping the back of Anna’s hand in annoyance. “We won’t talk about the horror that is my first attempt at making you a dress. Why don’t you pick one from my closet? It would save more time and this task won’t be as tedious.”
Anna removed her hand from the collar with a small pout, but at the mention of picking something else, Anna immediately lit up.
“Oh– yeah! That’d be a better idea…” Anna immediately strode away to strip herself from the hideous dress when she got inside the fairly huge closet. She rummaged through and finally stepped out, wearing an elegant teal blue dress.
“Right, slowly,” Elsa repeated, staring at that dreaded equine with a look of wary apprehension. She turned back to that sister. “Which means no more of that surprise galloping, right?” She asked, a bit of a squeak in her voice at the end.
“Hah, right.”
“Lets try it again. Slowly this time. Try not to scare it, that’s probably why it galloped away in the first place.” Anna took Elsa’s hand and lead it towards the horse, expression urging her to get on and try with anticipation.
