When Winter Met Summer Ch. 5

It was difficult to hear anything over the loud music blasting through the speakers of the small minivan as Olaf, Marshmallow, Kristoff, and Anna drove to Elsa’s house. Anna was practically bouncing in her seat from excitement. For one, she had found out that Olaf and Marshmallow both loved Roaring Wolves and Snow Leopards as much as she did; and two, this was going to be the first time she had ever been to Elsa’s house.

Olaf was banging his head in the driver’s seat as the vehicle zoomed past the Arendelle population sign. Marshmallow was pretending to play a guitar in the very back seat of the van, since that was the only place he could fit, Kristoff was trying to dance in the passenger seat, and Anna had her face plastered to the window. She could barely contain her excitement as the van took a sharp turn and raced up a long driveway. It was only when the main property came into view that she was still.

From what everyone had told the sixteen year old, Elsa lived in a fairly large house just outside the city limits with her older sister, Ceili; and they had been right. The house was only two stories tall, but it was the height of most three story homes. It had a rustic cabin look to it that was warm and inviting in the blistering cold air.

Olaf parked in front of the front porch and cut the engine. “Well, what do you think?” He yelled to Anna. “Pretty sweet, huh?”

“This house is amazing!” Anna yelled back. Her hearing was shot after the twenty minutes of music blasting through the van. “It’s as big as my house and garage combined! And look at the yard! It’s as big as my whole block!”

Kristoff shifted in his seat so he was looking into the back seat. “You should see this place in the fall when all the leaves are changing color! It’s absolutely beautiful! The person who usually rakes up the leaves isn’t too hard on the eyes either!” The jock flinched slightly as Olaf, Anna, and Marshmallow punched him in the arm.

The small group of teenagers exited the van and walked up to the front door. A muffled crunch echoed through the vast yard as the snow packed under their boots. It was almost eerie how quiet it was.

“A-Are you sure we can just waltz up to Elsa’s home without calling ahead of time?” Anna asked nervously. “I was under the impression that the party was going to be at your guys’ place, Olaf. Why are we here so early?”

The skinny, black haired boy giggled slightly. “I did call ahead of time,” he informed. “I called Ceili a few days ago to see if we could have the party here instead. She said she didn’t mind. She loves us all to death and is always so happy when we come to visit.”

Anna wrung her hands together as her anxiety rose. She had heard how nice Elsa’s older sister was, but she was still so nervous. What if she didn’t like her? It wasn’t like she and Elsa were dating or anything, as much as she would love to date the platinum blonde goddess. So something like that shouldn’t matter.

Wait, did she just think about Elsa as a possible date interest?

Olaf was about to knock on the door when a loud groan suddenly sounded from inside. Everyone exchanged awkward looks. What the Hell was that?

Another moan, this one was followed by a very agitated voice.

“Come on, Elsa! Just a little bit more! I’m almost there!”

“I can’t take this thrashing anymore! It’s too much! I need a break!”

Anna recognized Elsa’s voice instantly, but the other voice was completely new to her. She turned to the three boys to ask if they knew who it was and raised an eyebrow curiously at the look on her cousin’s bright red face. “Hey, are you alright?”

There was another disgruntled groan from inside the house. “Dammit, Sis, if you’re going to keep going at least let me be top! I’ll last longer that way!” Elsa’s voice shouted.

A molten heat suddenly spread from Anna’s face, down her spine, through her chest, and into the deepest recesses of her stomach before it dripped to a small spot between her legs like a coffee machine. She had no idea what she was hearing, but it involved Elsa and her older sister. And by the sound of it, it was very heated.

The two cousins stood in a catatonic state as they listened to the noises quickly escalate out of proportions on the other side of the door. Every aggravated moan and every curse sent a new wave of electricity down Anna’s spine as she was able to pinpoint Elsa’s voice over the other person’s. The warmth in her belly grew more and more intense as her mind suddenly went on a very promiscuous rampage at the thought of the platinum blonde giving her that same tone of voice.

“Fuck,” the unknown voice cursed softly at first, only to have the chant grow louder and louder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! Fuck, yes! Yes! Yes! YES!”

Two loud screams of ecstasy suddenly erupted from the inside of the house and Kristoff and Anna fell to the wooden floor of the porch. Olaf and Marshmallow stared at the cousins confusingly before turning their attention to each other and shrugging indifferently. The smaller of the two quickly rapped his knuckles on the door in an excruciatingly long beat.

“WAIT!” Anna and Kristoff shouted in unison, but it was too late. The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard on the other side of the door.

“I got it, Snow Cub,” the unfamiliar voice called warmly; all traces of heat had evaporated as if nothing had happened. The door flew open and Anna’s jaw landed in her lap.

The woman standing in the doorway looked almost exactly like Elsa. The only differences were that she was taller, more muscular, her hair was lighter, and her eyes were a blazing red color that held a strange warmth and kindness instead of terrifying intimidation. She was wearing a pair of baggy, ripped up blue jeans that were so faded you could hardly tell they were blue, and a black bra. She noticed that the woman had her navel pierced as she saw a small, amethyst glint in the cold, late afternoon sun.  Her long hair was gorgeously tousled in a cascade of wild looking waves, and the playful glint in her eyes was almost enough to make the young red head faint.

The goddess standing in the doorway smiled brilliantly at them. “Olaf, Marshmallow, it’s so good to see you!” She roped the twins into a hug that cracked both of the boy’s backs. “I thought you weren’t going to be here for a few hours yet. I’ll tell Elsa you’re here.”

She leaned back into the house and called out in a melodic hymn. “Elsa, your friends are here!”

“WHAT?”

The sound of panicked footsteps suddenly flew through the house like bullets out of a machine gun and the platinum blonde appeared behind the older woman in the doorway. She was wearing a wrinkled, button up, long sleeved shirt that was the same color as her sister’s pants, a pair of white socks, and hot pink panties with a neon blue snowflake embroidered on the crotch. Her hair was in the same perfect braid that draped over her shoulder in the same way it had every day for the past two weeks, and there was a bright pink streak across her cheeks.

Anna felt all the air suddenly leave her lungs as her neon red blush spread to the roots of her hair, her ears, down her neck, and stopped somewhere just above her cleavage. If Elsa had looked gorgeous before, she looked drop dead sexy now. The strawberry blonde felt her gaze slowly trail along her friend’s curves and down her silky smooth legs before slowly tracing their way back up to her blushing face; after taking a three second detour at the snowflake stitched on the front of the blonde’s panties, of course.
“Wow, Elsa,” the flabbergasted ginger breathed. “Just…wow!”

Elsa must have suddenly realized what she was wearing, or the lack of what she was wearing, because her face suddenly erupted in the cutest shade of pink Anna had ever seen, and hid behind her sister.

“What are you guys doing here?” she demanded.

“We’re here for your party!” Olaf exclaimed, clearly not finding anything wrong with the current situation.

“My party,” Elsa repeated questioningly. “That’s not supposed to start for another two hours, and I thought it was going to be at your guys’ place.” She glanced from Olaf to Marshmallow and back again.

“That’s what I said,” Anna stated haughtily; her eyes never leaving the blonde’s creamy legs that were hiding behind the other woman’s faded jeans. Only it came out like a jumbled mess of vowels and consonants that sounded more like: “Tha wha ah hahd.”

The white haired woman giggled from behind her hand. “I told them that you guys could have the party here, Elsa. I’ll be gone for most of the night anyway since Summit is going to be whelping more pups soon. So there’s a good chance that I’m going to stay at the center for a while. Don’t worry. I won’t crash your party.”

She glanced down at Anna and Kristoff and gave them both a charming smile. “I recognize Kristoff, but I don’t believe we’ve met yet.” The goddess held her hand out to Anna. “My name is Ceili. I’m Elsa’s older sister slash legal guardian. You must be Anna. I’ve heard a lot about you. You’re quite a cutie, no wonder Elsa hasn’t been able to stop talking about you.”

Anna took the white haired woman’s hand shakily. “Um, thank you. You’re cute too. Well, not cute as much as beautiful. I can definitely tell that you and Elsa are sisters. You’re both absolutely gorgeous! Is that your real eye color, or are those contacts? Oh no! I’m rambling again! Just try to ignore everything I’m saying. Wow, Elsa, you look really hot in that outfit.”

The young red head slapped her hand to her forehead. No amount of therapy could ever fix her mentally, and no amount of hypnotism could make what she just said okay. “I think I’m just going to go curl up in the back of the van and die now.”

Ceili doubled over in laughter and turned to her younger sister. “You need to bring this girl over more often. She’s absolutely adorable!” She pinched Elsa’s thigh. “Go put on some pants so we can invite your guests inside.”

Elsa squeaked slightly at her sister’s pinch and rubbed the small pink mark it left as she disappeared into the house. Ceili waited until she heard the blonde’s footsteps going upstairs before dislodging herself from the doorway. “Please, do come in.”

Olaf strutted into the inviting house followed by Anna and Marshmallow, who was carrying Kristoff over his shoulder. The blonde jock’s brain had been completely fried at the sight of two half naked women. If he died, he could easily die happy.

Anna followed the two boys into the living room and gasped in awe. There were two, giant, plush couches pushed up against the walls, a large screen TV in the corner with an amazing stereo system sitting on the shelves to the right and left of the monitor, and a flawless, glass coffee table in the middle of the room. There were two laptops sitting on the tabletop with the same “Victory” screen on them.

“Were you guys playing League of Legends again?” Olaf asked as he gazed at the Mac’s screen.

“Yes,” Ceili’s voice replied from somewhere else in the house. “Sorry if you heard us playing. You know how excited we get when we’re in the middle of a heated game.”
Anna felt a fresh blush coat her cheeks. They had been playing a videogame? Oh, god, she had never felt as dirty as she did right now.

The sound of footsteps coming from two different positions caught the strawberry blonde’s attention. She looked up just in time to see Elsa zipping up her ripped up, blue skinny jeans while Ceili pulled a black t-shirt with a silver wolf’s head embroidered on the left breast over her head; leaving Anna to notice a few scars on the woman’s torso that she had somehow missed before. The two sisters moved in sync as they almost sashayed over to the vacant couch and sat down in unison, crossing their legs at the same exact time. The only difference between them was that Ceili was leaning back into the cushions with her arms across the back, and Elsa was sitting pencil straight with her hands folded in her lap.

“Holy shit! You’d think they had some kind of twin telepathy or something!” Anna thought to herself.

“So, what do you guys plan on doing for this so called party?” Ceili asked. Her tone was warm, but her eyes had changed slightly as they scanned over the small group of students. It was almost as though they were burrowing into everyone’s souls.

“Fun things,” Marshmallow replied as he set a dazed Kristoff on the floor.

“Fun things, huh? What kind of fun things?” the white haired woman prodded. Her eyes making another once over of the group; seeing all things visible and not.

Everyone was quiet. Anna was quiet because she honestly had no idea what was going to happen at this party. She had made a few suggestions to Olaf, but he had never said yes or no to anything he said. Even Marshmallow and Elsa had kept their mouths shut more than normal.

A soft chuckle escaped Ceili’s lips as she stood up and stretched. Her eyes had returned to their warm garnet twinkle from before. “Well, I suppose I should get going. I don’t want to be a downer on your guys’ party.” She ruffled Elsa’s hair and sauntered over to the door. “Just remember, no death, no babies.”

Olaf twisted so he was looking over the back of the couch he was sitting on. “Thanks, Ceili! You’re the best! Is all the stuff over there?”

The white haired woman slipped an emerald green hoodie over her head and opened the door. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She glanced back at the group and gave them a small wink before leaving.

Everyone waited until the sound of Ceili’s car was completely gone before Olaf, Marshmallow, and Elsa burst into laughter.

Anna blinked in confusion. “What’s so funny?”

“Ceili!” Marshmallow roared.

“I don’t understand,” Anna admitted timidly.

Elsa wiped a tear from her eye. “Let’s just say that my sister, as protective as she can be, is very good at feigning ignorance so long as we’re all safe.”

Anna furrowed her eyebrows as she desperately tried to wrap her mind around what the platinum blonde just said. “Meaning?”

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Olaf giggled hysterically as he back flipped over the couch and rushed out the door. Marshmallow quickly followed his brother, leaving the two girls and a dozed football captain alone.

Kristoff groaned slightly as his eyes fluttered. “Whoa, what happened? Was I drunk or something? I could have sworn I saw Ceili shirtless and Elsa not wearing pants.”

“You did,” Elsa confirmed flatly, “and I would appreciate it if you would forget you ever saw that.”

“I make no promises for your sister, but for you. Consider it done,” the jock replied.

The glare Elsa gave the blonde jock sent shivers down Anna’s spine. She had never seen Elsa look so deadly before. It was obvious that the blonde had wanted Kristoff to forget ever seeing her and her sister. The two girls must have been really close if something like this was causing the normally calm Elsa to react like that.

Kristoff looked around and raised his eyebrows. “Where’d Olaf and Marshmallow go?”

Elsa smiled devilishly. “Well, let’s go find them. I have a feeling I know where they are.”

The Ice Queen stood from her seat gracefully and strutted to the door. “Coming?”

“Not yet, but I’m pretty damn close.” Anna thought lustfully as she stared at the curve of Elsa’s hip as it swayed in time with her step. She shook her head violently to get the inappropriate thought out of her head. Now was not the time for that.

She quickly jumped off the couch and eagerly followed Elsa out the door. “Coming!”

The two girls walked to a large garage in silence. Elsa opened the door and held her arm out. “After you.”

Anna giggled and coughed to compose herself. “Why, thank you, dear lady.” She walked forward with as much grace and poise she could manage only to still trip over the slight lip.

The “garage” was more like a barn. It was a large building with so much room inside that Anna had to resist the urge to yell hello and see if it would echo back. There was a heater in the corner of the large interior that kept the building nice and warm, which the red head truly appreciated, a refrigerator up against the back wall, an old couch and three recliners were arranged in a circle around a table in the right corner of the building, and a table full of snacks and cake to her left. She also spotted a full sized truck and a crystal blue Camaro sitting off to the side while two snowmobiles, one dark blue and the other one silver with blue streaks, took the center stage in the middle of the room.

Anna felt her very being break in two. One half of her wanted to scour the snack table, and the other half wanted to check out the Camaro sitting royally by the truck. Then there was a part of her that wanted to check out the snow beasts taunting her from the middle of the floor. Agh! There was too many things to choose from!

A small squeak escaped the strawberry blonde’s lips as she felt a hand on the small of her back and was led to the snack table.

“Help yourself,” Elsa said politely as she put a slice of cake on a paper plate and handed it to the blushing teen standing next to her. “Everything will still be waiting patiently for you to drool over them when you finish eating.”

Anna took the plate with shaking hands. “Uh…Thanks! Wow, this looks great!” She took a bite and nearly fainted at the heavenly taste that dissolved on her tongue. “It tastes even better!”

Elsa laughed slightly. “I’ll remember to tell my sister you said that. I always love her cooking. It will be a nice change of pace to hear someone else compliment her for once. You will have to visit again when she makes double chocolate rum muffins. Those are practically orgasmic.”

Anna coughed violently at the term “orgasmic” and how nonchalantly the blonde next to her had said it. That was the second time the girl had surprised her by just saying a single word. She knew she shouldn’t be so affected by it, but she was still very innocent. This whole thing was completely new to her.

“Are you alright?” Elsa asked. Her voice was thick with worry as she stared at the younger girl frantically.

“Fine! Fine! I’m just…” Anna coughed again and smiled at the blonde. “I’m just fine.”

The door opened and the two girls turned to see Kristoff shivering.

“Jesus, it’s cold out there! Where the Hell did that wind come…from…” His voice drifted off as his attention focused on the two snowmobiles in the middle of the room. “Is that what I think it is?”

Elsa smirked slightly. “What do you think it is?”

Kristoff gravitated to the two beautiful snow machines. He knew the midnight blue BearCat to the slightest detail. He had often watched in envy as the Ice Queen would ghost over the snow to and from school during the winter on the shadowy god of frozen bliss. But the silver marvel sitting next to its sibling was completely new.

Shimmering in the pale light, the silver snowmobile called to him like a siren luring a sailor to his death. “The Arctic Cat XF Cross Country snowmobile,” he breathed; “Aggressive both on and off the trail, with a one-forty-one inch cobra track, one-point-six inch lug, laydown steering, and mountain seat. For the rider who needs a machine that excels on both the trail and in fresh powder. It may not be the optimal racing machine, but it is a god in itself.” He went off to mumble something about the skis, motor, and suspension that Anna didn’t understand.

The gold haired boy gazed at the platinum blonde with pleading eyes. “Can I sit on it, Elsa? Please? Oh, please, please, please?”

Elsa’s eyebrows raised in surprise. This was the first time the jock had ever used her real name so sincerely. She nodded her head and watched as his eyes lit up.

Kristoff gently mounted the silver monster streaked with blue and shivered as an excited breath escaped his lungs. “This thing is amazing! Whose is it?”

“That one is mine,” Elsa replied proudly, “a birthday gift from my sister.”

A strangled wheeze erupted from Kristoff’s mouth. “Y-Yours? I-I thought the other one was yours! Ceili bought you this just for your birthday? Are you guys that rich?”

The air suddenly turned tense around the blue eyed girl as she fiddled with her fingers. She hated answering that question. It was true that she and Ceili had a lot of money. They were more financially secure than most millionaire CEOs, but they never used the money unless it was an emergency or they decided to use it for the community or special interest groups. There were reasons for it that no one would ever understand.

The last time they had tapped into their Pandora’s Box of funds was five years ago when they had donated money for a little girl who had a severe kidney disease to undergo a lifesaving operation. Ceili had heard about it when she had gotten a call from the doctor saying that she was the perfect match. Of course the older woman agreed to donate her own organ willingly.

The two of them had even gone to the hospital to visit the girl and her parents. Anya was the girl’s name. She was nine years old, and she was about a week away from dying. Her parents were crying in the lobby of the hospital in bittersweet relief. They were happy that they had found a donor, but they only had enough money to pay for half of the operation.

The sisters had gone home that night and discussed what they were going to do. They always made decisions concerning their hidden funds together. If one of them refused to tap into the stash, then they wouldn’t. But this was something that neither of them could just let slide by.

The next day, Ceili and Elsa went to the hospital and paid for the other half for the operation in secret. A few hours later, Ceili and Anya were going to the operating room to undergo surgery. Elsa had stayed in the waiting room and smiled to herself as the girl’s parents cried tears of joy. They still got pictures every year of the little girl enjoying life, and they would send a box of her favorite chocolates to her on her birthday.

Elsa glanced between Kristoff and Anna as they stared at her intensely. “We’re not as rich as you might think,” she finally answered. “From what she told me, Ceili had saved up for quite a while to pay most of it off.”

It wasn’t a total lie. Her sister had paid for the snowmobile in full with the money she made at the center. Just because they had a secret stash of funds that kept them financially sound, that did not mean that they did not have monetary stability in other means.

That answer seemed to be enough to appease the two cousins, because Kristoff nodded thoughtfully before focusing his attention back on the sled he was sitting on and Anna went back to devouring her piece of cake. Elsa sighed in relief. She had dodged another bullet.

Olaf and Marshmallow suddenly burst into the garage with giant smiles plastered on their faces. Both of the boys had cans of red spray paint in their stained hands and a light dusting of snow in their hair.

“Where have you guys been?” Anna mumbled excitedly through a mouthful of cake.

“Make track!” Marshmallow exclaimed excitedly.

“Make track?” Kristoff repeated confusingly.

A small smile captured Elsa’s lips. She rushed over to a mysterious cupboard hiding behind the large truck and came back with two sets of keys. “Here, Kristoff,” she tossed one of the sets to the dirty blonde, “you’re taking my sister’s sled.”

Kristoff’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “Huh?”

“You’re supposed to be a good racer, correct?” The platinum blonde gently back handed his shoulder until he was off of the silver snowmobile and mounted the machine herself. “I would like to see how good you really are. I’m not going to let you be the first one to drive my snowmobile, but I think my sister won’t mind if you drive hers.” She turned the key in the silver beast and it roared for a split second before lowering its mighty voice to an ominous purr.

The blonde jock’s face illuminated with excitement. “Oh, you are on, Ice Queen!” He leapt onto the midnight beast sitting calmly beside its sibling and turned the engine.

Elsa blinked in shock. Kristoff had just called her Ice Queen, but it didn’t hold the same, cruel tone it had done so many times before. No, he had made it sound like a term of endearment. Was that even possible? Of course not, she had to be imagining things, but he had never acted so friendly towards her before.

The blonde shrugged it off and turned to Anna. “Come on. You’re coming too.”

Anna choked on her cake as she stared at the girl in front of her in disbelief. “W-What? I-I can’t race!”

A small giggle escaped Elsa’s lips. “You’re not going to. You’re riding with me to the track.

Anna stared at the silver monster purring idly between the dazzling blonde’s legs. The thought of it being her purring beneath the girl flashed through her mind and she shook her head violently. “Not the time, Anna!” she scolded herself. “Not the time!”

The strawberry blonde mounted the purring snowmobile hesitantly and wrapped her arms around the girl in front of her. She could feel the molten heat return to the depth of her stomach that caused her to blush furiously. She couldn’t quite place the reason as to why, but she liked being in such close proximity the blonde goddess. She really, really, really liked it. It took every last ounce of willpower she had not to sigh heavily and snuggle into the girl’s back in a way that was anything but friendly.

The fact that the vibrations from the snowmobile nestled perfectly between her legs was only stimulating her already heated core wasn’t helping either.

Olaf jumped on the back of Kristoff’s snowmobile and slapped the blonde on the back. “I’m riding with you, buddy!”

Elsa nodded to Marshmallow and the mountainous senior opened the wide door. “Let’s go!”

The two snowmobiles shot out of the garage and the sounds of joyful cheers and laughter swept over the snow.