_{"You could stand there and watch me struggle to understand the workings of my car engine. Or you could help me out. I think we both know which one is more useful in this situation.“}

             _{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.“}

          _{{ ❅ } – “I can’t believe I’ve been sent this much chocolate. I suppose it comes with being a single Queen. I’ll have to give some to Anna.. there’s far too much for me to eat by myself.”}

      _{{ ❅ } – “Valentine’s is such a waste of my time it’s ridiculous. On the plus side, I bet there’ll still be snow on the ground~.”}

        _{{ ❅ }   – No one was looking, right? Good. She wouldn’t be eating like the heiress she was then. Elsa was hungry after all. The quicker she could get that food in her mouth the better.}

_{Now if you’ll all excuse me, there’s snow outside and I plan to go play in it observe its beauty.}

       _{"–where the hell is my car? I parked it right here. I slide my card on that stupid meter. This is–“ Elsa groaned, rubbing her face in frustration. "Hey! I’ll give you fifty bucks to let me use your phone.”}

        _{{ ❅ }  – “Are you just going to sit there and stare or are you going to buy me a drink already?”}

        _{“–I hate all the casual touching. It’s not as though I receive it terribly often but I don’t know how typical persons deal with it.”}

                         _{–it started off an inkling in the back of her mind}

                                         _{a vague thought}

                                                    _{an unpleasant realization}

           _{so what if she could make what she created go away? would that save someone if she unintentionally caused them to slip down a flight of steps? Impaled them with an icicle? She could make what she created go away– stop some things from coming into existence.}

                                                   _{but not all the time}

                 _{ωнσ ¢αη ¢σηтяσℓ тнєιя ємσтισηѕ αℓℓ тнє тιмє?}

           <sub>It made sense. Anna and her parents– all blinded by ʟᴏᴠᴇ.

                          Too blind to see the ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ she was</sub>

            _{It started with a crackling, Elsa knew the sound of ice well. But there was something distinctly.. cold. She couldn’t recall ever being cold. A shaky hand moved to touch at her face only to find her fingertips never made contact with skin.}

                                                              _{pıɐɹɟɐ ǝq ʇ,uop}

           _{With a shriek what was one icicle turned into maybe. And it was a freezing, numbing chill– shaky legs moved to stand, quickly finding ice hand begun to cover them as well.}

                                                 _{"Can’t–“}

_{She shook with a heavy sob, cold was so unpleasant. Ice felt  so confining.}

                                           _{{ ןoʌǝ ʍıןן ɯǝןʇ ɐ ɟɹozǝu ɥǝɐɹʇ }} 

                                                     _{”ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ɪᴛ.“}