_{– it is rude to throw snowballs when someone isn’t looking.}

         _{Man– paying for things with money
         that you actually earned sucked.}

                 _{"–what do you mean this
                 won’t cover my tab? I didn’t
                 buy half those drinks. That
                 idiot over there kept sending
                 them.“}

      _{“When people describe me as cold I really have to applaud how painfully dull they are. Really.. they could at least try.. oh, I don’t know… frigid?”}

       _{"You might want to put on a coat
         I don’t plan to warm it up much.“}

       _{"Some things are better
        when you enjoy them 
        alone
                                                  – like tea.“}

          _{The gates were ｏｐｅｎ. The sun hadn’t yet poked it’s head over the horizon but the Queen was awake and ready for the day. She had a show in mind. It was miraculous what happened when everyone knew about her powers and still somehow accepted them. They could be beautiful. And they could be terrible.}

          _{At the emotional whim of one twenty-one year old woman.}

       _{Luckily for the world, today she was in the mood to woo. Elsa couldn’t wait for the stream of praise she’d receive. If only her parents could see her now– she was a proper Queen, wasn’t she? Anna would probably be pleasantly surprise as well.}

         _{She snuck out before the servants had the chance to prepare breakfast. Before anyone had chance to question her actions. A tap of her foot and the entire courtyard was covered in a sheet of ice. It crackled as it spread, wisps of silver with purple hues swirling just above the ground.}

        _{Last, but not least– a playground. It grew from the ground up. Slides, jungle gyms complete with a canopy of ice and snow. And in case children should fall? Why, there was snow to catch them too. Elsa finished it off with a snowflake design on the very top. Gleaming and perfect.}

                    _{“–well? What do you think?”}

           _{Time is ｍｏｎｅｙ but when you’re already rich, who cares about how much time you waste?}

        _{That was Elsa’s take after a very very boring meeting. Being a young woman in a world full of old business made her feel a teeny tiny bit homicidal. But she’d been blessed with enough patience to hold off on freezing their toupees to their balding heads.}

          <sub>She was ever walking the tightrope of elegant, well-mannered, and bitchy.

               You don’t snap, they don’t listen. Well, a little payback certainly wouldn’t hurt anyone. Being undermined despite how capable she was simply because of her age and gender had her in a particularly bad mood.</sub> 

 

           _{It was with no small amount of joy that she walked through the parking garage, ice dancing off her fingertips. Silvery ribbons of snow slithering into car engines. No one would be going home on time today– aside from herself.}

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             _{For once in her life, Elsa felt the cold. She felt it poke like thousands of needles against her skin where flesh touched the large sculpture that had once been her sister. Who was there to blame? No one but herself. Heavy sobbing died down to gasping breaths. Nothing but silence from those who wanted. A quiet voice that spoke Anna’s name. A name Anna would never hear again. Who could she blame?}

                                         _{No one but herself.}

              _{But they had forced her into it. Pushed her hard. If they had just left her ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. It was all she wanted. All she’d ever asked for.}

           _{This. This what they all wanted. What they all ｂｅｇｇｅｄ for. The winds picked up over the ice. No amount of fire or blankets would make anyone warm. Ever again. Her tears were gone. She wouldn’t show them anymore. Not in front of these people. These people who begged and pleaded to her.}

                                    _{—Become a ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ—}

        _{With a cold laugh Elsa threw her arms open, facing the town and those who had watched the display.} 

               _{”This is what you want—?}

                                 _{ɪ’ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ yᴏᴜ.”}

      _{“Valentine’s Day is as much about the free drinks as the chocolate.”}

        _{A Valentine’s alone didn’t matter. It wasn’t like Elsa needed anyone.}

    _{Not in that way. The emotion this day brought up for her wasn’t concern over a lack of romance.}

         _{Rather, concern over whether or not she deserved the love she knew she had already.}

      _{With a heavy sigh, Elsa tossed a chocolate in her mouth, chewing zealously.}