Not what we had in mind ((Oliver, open to non-villains))
Feb 13, 2017 8:32:59 GMT -5
Post by Elsa on Feb 13, 2017 8:32:59 GMT -5
Elsa awoke at her usual time, unaware that her day was going to be filled with depression. Oliver wasn’t in the room. Since Jenny’s arrival, the kitten had slept with his owner in Anna’s room without fail. Elsa heard a light scratching at her door, and she crossed her room easily to open it. It was Oliver, as she’d thought. And he said three words that would change Elsa’s life in the parks.
”Elsa, they’re gone.”
There were tears in the kitten’s eyes, and at first, Elsa didn’t understand. Gone? Who was gone? Surely not—Elsa refused to finish her thought, instead grabbing the fluffy dressing robe that hung on the back of her door. She needed a feeling of being held, and she could tell that if she tried to summon a robe, her powers wouldn’t quite cooperate. Not if Oliver’s words were true.
Oliver followed close to Elsa’s heels as Elsa crossed the suite. She opened Anna’s door and felt the color—what little there naturally was—drain from her face. Anna’s bed was untouched. Jenny’s too, except for a small area that Elsa knew was from Oliver. In the time Anna had been here, she had never once made her bed. And now it looked like Anna had never arrived at all.
Oliver sniffled at her feet. Elsa’s hands shook a little as she knelt to pick him up. She held her powers back with every mental thought bent on it; she didn’t want to freeze Oliver.
But, they couldn’t just be gone. It... It wasn’t fair! Elsa tried to convince herself that Anna and Jenny had simply made their beds and left early, but one glance out the window and another around the room told Elsa the heartbreaking truth. It was too early, and the beds were too perfect. Both girls had disappeared, as suddenly and mysteriously as they had arrived.
Elsa picked up one of the dolls Anna had purchased. It was a porcelain doll, a wonderful reproduction of Anna. While Elsa had been put off by the amount of Anna dolls her sister had purchased, this one was her favorite. Oliver steadied himself in Elsa’s other arm as the queen returned to her own bedroom. She set Oliver down on her bed and set the doll on a shelf next to a collection of snow globes. Returning the robe to the hook behind the door, Elsa took a deep breath and waved a hand, changing her nightgown into public attire. The cape was gone, the color of her gown was a dark blue, but the only other difference was a noticeable lack of shimmer.
Oliver was still sniffling, and Elsa scooped him up again. ”I’m not going anywhere,” she promised him. ”I don’t know what happened to Anna and Jenny, but I’m not going anywhere.”
As they passed the front desk, Elsa paused. Quietly, she told Maya, ”Anna and Jenny are g-gone. Would you please send someone to fetch Jenny’s bed and remove Anna’s things? You can return them to their stores.” Elsa was aware she had stumbled with her words, and she took another deep breath to compose herself.
Maya nodded without a word. She could tell the queen and the kitten were hurting.
”Thank you.”
After a breakfast of chocolate (for Elsa) and milk (for both of them), the sorrowful duo left the hotel to find rain pouring down. They would find something to distract them, she hoped. But for now, Elsa stood in the rain, feeling it run down her face, hiding the tears she knew had finally arrived.
”Elsa, they’re gone.”
There were tears in the kitten’s eyes, and at first, Elsa didn’t understand. Gone? Who was gone? Surely not—Elsa refused to finish her thought, instead grabbing the fluffy dressing robe that hung on the back of her door. She needed a feeling of being held, and she could tell that if she tried to summon a robe, her powers wouldn’t quite cooperate. Not if Oliver’s words were true.
Oliver followed close to Elsa’s heels as Elsa crossed the suite. She opened Anna’s door and felt the color—what little there naturally was—drain from her face. Anna’s bed was untouched. Jenny’s too, except for a small area that Elsa knew was from Oliver. In the time Anna had been here, she had never once made her bed. And now it looked like Anna had never arrived at all.
Oliver sniffled at her feet. Elsa’s hands shook a little as she knelt to pick him up. She held her powers back with every mental thought bent on it; she didn’t want to freeze Oliver.
But, they couldn’t just be gone. It... It wasn’t fair! Elsa tried to convince herself that Anna and Jenny had simply made their beds and left early, but one glance out the window and another around the room told Elsa the heartbreaking truth. It was too early, and the beds were too perfect. Both girls had disappeared, as suddenly and mysteriously as they had arrived.
Elsa picked up one of the dolls Anna had purchased. It was a porcelain doll, a wonderful reproduction of Anna. While Elsa had been put off by the amount of Anna dolls her sister had purchased, this one was her favorite. Oliver steadied himself in Elsa’s other arm as the queen returned to her own bedroom. She set Oliver down on her bed and set the doll on a shelf next to a collection of snow globes. Returning the robe to the hook behind the door, Elsa took a deep breath and waved a hand, changing her nightgown into public attire. The cape was gone, the color of her gown was a dark blue, but the only other difference was a noticeable lack of shimmer.
Oliver was still sniffling, and Elsa scooped him up again. ”I’m not going anywhere,” she promised him. ”I don’t know what happened to Anna and Jenny, but I’m not going anywhere.”
As they passed the front desk, Elsa paused. Quietly, she told Maya, ”Anna and Jenny are g-gone. Would you please send someone to fetch Jenny’s bed and remove Anna’s things? You can return them to their stores.” Elsa was aware she had stumbled with her words, and she took another deep breath to compose herself.
Maya nodded without a word. She could tell the queen and the kitten were hurting.
”Thank you.”
After a breakfast of chocolate (for Elsa) and milk (for both of them), the sorrowful duo left the hotel to find rain pouring down. They would find something to distract them, she hoped. But for now, Elsa stood in the rain, feeling it run down her face, hiding the tears she knew had finally arrived.