Sixth Flake [video]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa looks a lot more subdued than usual - especially compared to her last video - when she begins recording, staring out the window of the little apartment she and Anna had begun renting for their stay in Goldenrod. It's snowing, this time with no help from her, and she's just watching the flakes drift lazily past.]

I know this may sound like an odd question, but... how do you go about celebrating things you haven't really acknowledged in a very long time? Birthdays, holidays, things like that... It feels strange to just go ahead and do it and act like the lack of celebrations in years past never happened. Wrong, almost, to completely dismiss such a long amount of time like that.

It seems rather difficult to make a special event even more special. Does that make sense at all?

[She's not even thinking about her own upcoming birthday (on the 21st!) at all. But Christmas is coming up... the first Christmas in thirteen years that the sisters will be spending together. She wants Anna's first real Christmas since she was five to be perfect, or at least as perfect as Elsa can make it. She just... has no idea how to do that.]

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[defyingfrigidity]

[WHOA THAT IS A SUDDEN BARRAGE but Elsa manages to keep up and... actually perks up at a few suggestions.]

Did you say hot cocoa and candy canes? [SHE SEEMS ABSOLUTELY AWESTRUCK BY THIS IDEA.] I never would've thought to do that! That sounds amazing.

... And I'm sorry, but you completely lost me with "hook up the hotline to NORAD". What... what does that mean?

[nostabbing]

[THREE GUESSES WHAT PARKER'S FAVORITE HOLIDAY IS.

CHRISTMAS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.]

Oh, that's just for on Christmas Eve. Every year the military tracks Santa on radar to make sure he has a safe flight all over the world and stuff. So it's important tradition to haaaaaaaaa— watch their radar broadcasts. So you know where Santa is.

[#NiceSave]

It's for watching Santa.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Spoilers: Elsa doesn't believe in Santa. She hasn't since she was eight or nine. Living in a state of MOSTLY self-imposed isolation kind of does that to you, as does the constant depression. And the whole "believes she was a monster" thing. If Santa brought coal to naughty children, why did she never get any?

So yeah. No belief in Santa. But she can still appreciate the sentiment there.]

That's certainly a nice tradition to have. I bet the children of the world are obsessed with it.

[nostabbing]

...Well, yeah. Everybody is.

[Santa is real. This is indisputable fact.]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Hmm....]

Do you know if they do anything like that here?

[Because she has a feeling Anna would be ALL OVER THAT if she knew...]

[nostabbing]

...I don't know if they have NORAD here.

[Which is really disappointing, actually.]

They have it at home, though.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Aha, the problem though...]

Sadly, I won't be able to investigate when I return home. My land... it doesn't have all this technology. We're very far behind.