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Happy Halloween!
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”[Do You Want to Build a Snowman] was not put back into the film until the witching hour before we released it. Thankfully, at the very last moment, someone made the call of putting it back in because I think it’s one of the best songs in the movie.” - Kristen Bell, The Story of Frozen: Making a Disney Animated Classic
Festival Of Fantasy by disneylori on Flickr.
"Elsa.... can I talk to you for a sec?"
❅ —— It was right before the Queen was retire for the evening when the small knock came on her door. She wasn’t doing much aside from her usual; reading a book to calm herself before sleep. Needless to say that when the knock came on her door, she found it unexpected. Hearing that it was Anna, however, Elsa quickly closed her book and fastened her robe and went to the door. Opening it with a warm smile on her face, Elsa motioned over to her bed where Anna found herself a comfortable spot with her sister leaning into the younger’s body.
“What seems to be troubling you?”
"Oh, just... do you think I'm childish, Elsa? Because cook lets you into the kitchen whenever you want. But when I go in there, I need permission. Could just be that I may eat all the food, but still. I don't want to be treated like a child, anymore. I'm eighteen."
My Anna Disneybound I wore yesterday to go watch the Frozen sing-a-long on the big screen at the beach!

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This is for them pretty somethings, Living in a fast lane, see you when you crash babe.
"Huh? I only crashed the car once! Honest! ...okay, more than once."
She heard a swift knock at the door and jumped up, giggling, "Coming, Elsa!" Out of breath, she opened the door. "Oh. It's... you. What are you DOING here? If you thought you c-could try something, you're wrong 'cause I can call the guards..." she said warily.
Hans merely shook his head and waved a hand nonchalantly, a corner of his lips lifting ever so slightly.
"Princess Anna. There is no need. I’m not here to do anything… wicked."
His tone remained neutral, and the Prince schooled his facial expression back into a less amused one, his countenance once again taking on a more calm air.
Before he’d go on, he’d need to ask her something.
"But are you scheming up anything, Anna? I’d rather not be punched again,” Hans requested, a small hint of mirth in his voice.
Hans clasped his hands in front of his chest, moving to stand a bit closer to Anna’s side, not quite close to the bed but not facing her oppositely either.
With a small nod, he began to recount words, ones he’d both rehearsed and ones he improvised on the spot when his tongue didn’t quite capture their textures correctly.
"I don’t know if five minutes is sufficient, but I will try to be swift. Anna…" The Prince spoke tentatively and paused for one second. "My words shall never cut it, but first and foremost - I am sorry.”
"And I'm sorry I ever trusted you." she laughed bitterly, "But you taught me well. Love is an open door, and every time, people go through that door and... they break your heart."
We'll run where lights won't chase us; hide where love can save us. I will never let you go.
*blushes* That's so sweet, mister grey guy with sunglasses! I think we're gonna be friends :)

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She heard a swift knock at the door and jumped up, giggling, "Coming, Elsa!" Out of breath, she opened the door. "Oh. It's... you. What are you DOING here? If you thought you c-could try something, you're wrong 'cause I can call the guards..." she said warily.
Hans merely shook his head and waved a hand nonchalantly, a corner of his lips lifting ever so slightly.
"Princess Anna. There is no need. I’m not here to do anything… wicked."
His tone remained neutral, and the Prince schooled his facial expression back into a less amused one, his countenance once again taking on a more calm air.
Before he’d go on, he’d need to ask her something.
"But are you scheming up anything, Anna? I’d rather not be punched again,” Hans requested, a small hint of mirth in his voice.
"I’m not afraid to sock you again, if that’s what you mean… jerk." Anna glared up at him defiantly, puffing out her chest.
She searched his eyes to attempt to find his true intentions here, but she surprisingly found nothing malevolent.
The Prince raised a hand calmly in surrender, indicating his peaceful intentions.
"I have no doubts of that…" He began, rolling about the words on his tongue for a moment before continuing, letting his open palm fall from the air to his back once more, his hands clasped.
"… But I hope it will not come to that this time.
"I just wanted to talk about what I did. Honestly." Hans added the last part with a small dip of his head, his expression and tone now taking on a more earnest aura.
Anna glared at him for a few moments before sighing, moving her arm so that he may come into her room. "Fine. You've got five minutes."
She sat on her bed, arms crossed over her chest. "Go on, then."
"Hello? Anyone--OOPH!" Anna tumbled down the forest hill, braid and skirt catching on twigs and roots. "Yeouch! I'm okay! I thought I heard singing, though..."
Edward blinked at the strange girl who rolled out before him, having been cut out mid-song. He quickly knelt down to her, offering a hand. “I… yes. I was indeed singing! Are you sure you’re quite alright?” He looked at her with concern.
"Oh, I'm okay..." she pulled twigs out of her hair, embarrassed, "I like your song, though. Super catchy!"
Anna stood, brushing herself off. "I'm Princess Anna. What's your name?"
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"You're Maleficent, aren't you?" Anna smiles, "I think I'd call you Blackbird!"
She heard a swift knock at the door and jumped up, giggling, "Coming, Elsa!" Out of breath, she opened the door. "Oh. It's... you. What are you DOING here? If you thought you c-could try something, you're wrong 'cause I can call the guards..." she said warily.
Hans merely shook his head and waved a hand nonchalantly, a corner of his lips lifting ever so slightly.
"Princess Anna. There is no need. I’m not here to do anything… wicked."
His tone remained neutral, and the Prince schooled his facial expression back into a less amused one, his countenance once again taking on a more calm air.
Before he’d go on, he’d need to ask her something.
"But are you scheming up anything, Anna? I’d rather not be punched again,” Hans requested, a small hint of mirth in his voice.
"I'm not afraid to sock you again, if that's what you mean... jerk." Anna glared up at him defiantly, puffing out her chest.
She searched his eyes to attempt to find his true intentions here, but she surprisingly found nothing malevolent.
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"Sideburns..." she grumbles, crossing her arms. "Or maybe stinky doodoo head."

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*giggles* You're Rascal! Or Fluffy! c: