snowflake princess.

“ Really, you should think all your thoughts carefully. But especially thoughts you want to use to get something! I mean, imagine thinking fire-y thoughts with abandon — anything could catch fire! It just makes sense invisible thoughts work the same way, you know? But you do bring up a good point; still, all thoughts are invisible. Like, I can’t see my thoughts right now. Invisible thoughts don’t look any different, ‘cause they don’t look at all, but they feel different. Oh! “ Jake stuck his head out at her, ducked his head in a quick nod. “ How fancy. I’m Jake P. Sullivan of Monstropolis. The question is, how do you do? “

❛     are you sure that’s how it works? i mean, my mother thinks cold thoughts all the time, but unless she actually uses her powers, nothing turns to ice merely because of her thoughts!     ❜ petalled lips pout, the picture of a ( disappointed ) rose. moue is subtle as she watches with unsure gaze, jake’s physical response not something she had ever come across before ( nor something she wanted to come across ever again. ) where were the manners in this place?

“ Hey, you learn something new everyday. Thanks for the tip — I’ve just never understood the need for so many sized forks! Spoons, I get, knives, I get, but forks have always eluded me. At least now I can finally extend an olive branch to them, get into those foreign-fork-relations. Yeah, the fur worked great in the cold, but now I’m like a hairless cat, and nearly as grumpy as one. Smart! You don’t have fur, so you improvise with detachable fur. Who’d have thought of that? Ah — very carefully.“

bored. bored, bored, bored, bored. forks & faux fur, how fucking insipid. YAWN. ❛                  you think invisible thoughts carefully? what i mean was how do you envision them? i mean, they are invisible by their very being, correct? so if they are invisible, how does one envision them?     ❜ a niggling feeling, something not right. ❛     oh gosh! i never even introduced myself, did i? how rude! princess heidi frossen of arendelle, how do you do?     ❜

“ It’s a good thing to always say. Let’s people know you know which fork to use, that you open doors for old ladies. I mean, I don’t know which fork to use, but I do open doors for old ladies. Yeah, I count my lucky stars. Fingers crossed they saw me hit the wall and figured I’d beat myself up a little on the way out, right? Horns are alright, but the fur, let me tell you, was the real worst of it. I like how I am now fine, though, and they definitely wouldn’t suit me now. I totally count that as a power. I’m such a wimp about the cold. Ah, well. Maybe they do need some adjustment, though nothing that would take more than an hour, two hours top. I just gotta think invisible thoughts really hard.“

❛     the fork usage honestly depends on the kind of meal you’re eating, but a general rule of thumb is work from the outside in. & the silverware is usually different sizes too, just so one doesn’t forget! oh wow, fur? i mean, you’d do well in the cold if you still had your fur but i guess without it your tolerance is dramatically decreased ; i do tend to wear an outer layer of faux fur when it’s awfully cold because it keeps one so warm. how can one think invisible thoughts?     ❜

“ Yeah! It was sort of an adventure, I’ve gotta admit. And of course I was apologizing! I can’t just abandon my manners because of a slight inconvenience. Had I not apologized, then I would have given them a reason to keep on; as it is their reasoning is a mystery, but alas. Oh, no. I’ve got a very thick skull, was dropped on my head once or twice as a baby, I’m sure. I used to have horns, so my cranium’s still got some of that fightin’ spirit.“  jake let out a sharp burst of laughter, doing nothing to try and hide further. instead he leans a little away from the girl, lifts a hand to his chest in mock affront.  “  What?! No, you’re joking, I know it. I should definitely be invisible by now. Do you — aw, man, don’t tell me you’ve got special I-can-see-the-invisible powers! “

❛   that’s why i always say : manners first, &, like, everything else afterwards! well, at least they didn’t follow you. .. oh. i’ve never had horns ; i don’t much think i would suit them, anyway. i quite like my form as it is.     ❜ sweet candy-floss smile, eyes rolling internally. ❛   no powers at all really, unless you consider extreme-cold-weather-tolerance a power. so either i have been afflicted with some power i knew not i had, or your blending skills need some serious adjustment.     ❜

“ …So, do you mind if I sit here? I sort of tripped and ran into someone and as I was saying sorry they were making death threats and it just turned into this whole ordeal and I made a run for it. Ran into a wall. I’m trying to blend in right now. “

❛   oh gosh, someone was making death threats?! & you were apologizing?! that is so awful, why would they do that? are you okay? did you hurt yourself when you ran into the wall?     ❜ a pause, jade gaze scanning the boy. ❛   if you’re trying to blend in, i’m afraid you don’t seem to be doing a very good job - i can still see you, after all.     ❜

“ That’s a rather vulgar language to use when in the presence of a lady, mister. Or at any time, really. ”  

❛   oh my goodness, thank you! i was just standing here & all of a sudden he was talking to me & i’m pretty sure he made some of those words up ; i’ve never even heard half of them before! i really didn’t know what to do!     ❜

“Let me cut to the chase: how much d’you want to switch rooms with me?”

❛    well really, it would depend upon the circumstances, but the question that should be answered first is why do you want to switch in the first place?     ❜

i made!!! verse pages for archer & for heidi. both are in need of continuous re-working ( i think it’s pretty obvious i got bored af doing them ??? ) & the verse choices are suuuuper basic & more are to be added, but feel free to hmu about any of them, or other au’s we can make together!

“ It’s not even that cold for hot chocolate. ” Sprawled on the couch with both feet up on the wooden table. Fuzzy and blue socks covered her aching feet. Maggie threw her head back and closed both eyes, though her ears were still willing to listen at her cousin. “ The coffee isn’t that bad though, and it is useful unlike hot chocolate. ”

❛    it doesn’t have to be freezing for hot chocolate though, that’s what’s so wonderful about it.    ❜ the blonde notices her cousin’s closed eyes & takes the opportunity to roll her own jade eyes in disdain, a rare ( but purposeful & unnoticed ) drop in her carefully constructed facade. ❛    you’re only saying that because the caffeine in your system keeps you awake more so you can skate longer, i’m sure. it is, however, worse for your body - not to mention your heart - & tastes nowhere near as good as a proper hot chocolate. & of course, you’re always wanting more, whereas i’ll have one cup of chocolate & i’m satiated for days after.    ❜

Wow, can’t wait to see that weight gain coupled with gum disease, extreme diarrhea and stomach ulcer chocolate will give you. Keep me updated.

❛    i am quite horrified that you think all that possible from one cup of hot chocolate. i am not sure what kind of hot chocolate you’ve been drinking, but that really isn’t what should happen & i honestly think you should see a doctor about those symptoms. or be more careful about whom is supplying you your cocoa. that really is truly terrifying.    ❜

[ the blonde had pleasantly surprised blake. maybe she wasn’t as she had originally assumed ?? the girly exterior had just reminded her of her sister, lillian, and how she could be so IGNORANT at times. blake had to admit if she had a flaw, it was that of being too quick to jump to assumptions. ] i’m blake, and i’m a bit stressed because the holidays have caused me to get behind on my readings. [she knew she should ask how the other girl is in return, but did she really care ?? the answer was no, but considering her rude behavior, she decided she should.] and yourself? 

❛    oh? did you not prepare beforehand & take books out in the weeks before the holidays? i’m sure that’s something you could have done ; save yourself from the stressful moments such as this one right now. still, it’s a pleasure to meet you, blake, & i apologize for accidentally standing in your way earlier.    ❜ she isn’t, of course, but no one needs know that. ❛    & i’m quite well, thank you.    ❜

“Get used to it, Heidi. Trust me, nothing here is as good as the things we have at home,” Sophie flipped a beautifully wavy strand of blonde hair off her shoulder, and sighed. “It’s disgusting and the worst. It makes me feel like a–” the princess hesitated, then cringed. “A commoner.”

❛    & the fact that we’re war evacuees means nothing? like, i knew i would have to put up with some things -- those i can handle -- but my point was that a simple hot chocolate shouldn’t be one of them.    ❜ heidi takes a moment to recenter herself before practically beaming at her ( best! isn’t that what sophie rose wants? ) friend. ❛    i mean, even the commoners can make themselves decent hot chocolates, surely. & really, sophie, you only feel like a commoner if you let yourself think, feel, or be treated like one.    ❜

        “It must!” Lucas agreed, head tilting his head at her in agreement, acknowledgement. ”It’s a pleasure — I’m Lucas King, of the Pridelands, I guess. See, though, I never know how to respond to how do you do. ‘I do well,’ would probably be right, but it just sounds off to me. Ah, well. How about yourself? Oh! I got all off track, my bad. I’m not so much a connoisseur of chocolate-y beverages as I am of most things sweet; I like making them, see, and I hope I can whip up a hot chocolate that rights your perceptions of this place’s foodstuffs! ‘Cause I mean, if someplace doesn’t really do chocolate well, their reputation as a whole goes down. It just does. And I’d hate for you to be all let down over it.” 

❛    the original response was itself ‘how do you do’ - a verbal acknowledgment & a show of politeness, but that seems to have changed over the years. but i am quite well myself, save for this ludicrous lack of hot chocolate, thank you for asking    ❜ she withdraws her hand in a swift motion upon noting he wasn’t going to shake it ( or even kiss it, as was really expected - instead, he tilts his head at her! oh the horror! ), & instead holds them near her waist, right hand placed on top of left. ❛    well if you’re the resident sweet-maker, my day just became even better. really though, if the staff are leaving it up to the students to fix their culinary reputation, then i am quite certain the staff don’t have a reputation worth upholding.   ❜

this sounds like an upsetting situation getting more aggravating by the hour, i’m sorry that you’ve had to go through the trouble of looking. looks like it took you quite some trouble to do so, too, and i am no expert in chocolate or sweet-stuff at that but would not, by no means, care to help you look for it. it can’t be impossible, right?

❛                  if you’re offering to help me search, i absolutely would not turn your offer down.    ❜ a pause, the careful smoothing down of skirt’s chiffon layer, a careful & practiced gesture. ❛    if, however, you are being sarcastic & have no intentions of helping me, then i shall say ‘no thank you very much’ & bid you adieu.    ❜ through long ebony-coated lashes she tries to read his expression, but fails. still, manners is as manners does & she draws herself up primly, sweet smile on her face as she waits for his answer.

“Now, I’m rather disappointed. And I don’t even know you! C’mon, when it comes to things as important as warm drinks, or sweet beverages, or even just chocolate itself in its many forms, we as a people really need to learn to not give up. You’ve just got to know where to look — or who to ask. I’m the who to ask, by the way.” 

❛    you don’t? well that must be resolved at once, mustn’t it!    ❜ the petite blonde curtsies before holding out her hand in expectation. ❛    heidi frossen of arendelle. how do you do?    ❜ she takes the opportunity to size him up ; the way he holds himself, the way words fall from his lips - all important things for one such as her to know. a clasp of excited hands as he agrees with her - nay, as he makes her dreams realized. jade green eyes widen in delight, expression practically beaming. ❛    oh! are you really? goodness that is rather fortuitous, isn’t it! i feared i wouldn’t find someone here as much a connoisseur of chocolate-y beverages as me.    ❜ honestly? heidi doesn’t even like hot chocolate that much ( prefers eggnog, actually ), but this seems too good an opportunity to let slip through her fingers.