[When Elsa wakes up on her birthday, there's no fanfare, no Anna jumping on her bed to rouse her. Normally, that would be Anna's M.O., but today for Elsa's birthday she's opted for something a little more restrained.
A little. See, when Elsa opens her door, she'll find a package wrapped in silver and blue right outside. It's wrapped so that the lid comes right off the top, bow and all; inside, nestled atop a layer of crocus petals, is something knit in a vivid, familiar plum color. When Elsa unravels it, she'll find that it's a replica of their mother's scarf, but rendered in soft lambswool to make it a winter shawl instead, with soft silk fringe to boot.
Of course, there's more. Because it's Anna and there's always more. Downstairs, she's hard at work making a big breakfast of chocolate-chip-cookie-dough pancakes with fresh whipped cream; fluffy scrambled eggs with cheese and chives on top; and yogurt with an oatmeal crumble topping and lingonberry jam. And look, there's a place set at the head of the table for Elsa to tuck in, a steaming mug of hot chocolate ready to be sipped.
Anna sets three plates down in front of her sister with the aid of her vines, and drops a kiss atop Elsa's crop of cherry-blossom hair.]
[12/21, action]
A little. See, when Elsa opens her door, she'll find a package wrapped in silver and blue right outside. It's wrapped so that the lid comes right off the top, bow and all; inside, nestled atop a layer of crocus petals, is something knit in a vivid, familiar plum color. When Elsa unravels it, she'll find that it's a replica of their mother's scarf, but rendered in soft lambswool to make it a winter shawl instead, with soft silk fringe to boot.
Of course, there's more. Because it's Anna and there's always more. Downstairs, she's hard at work making a big breakfast of chocolate-chip-cookie-dough pancakes with fresh whipped cream; fluffy scrambled eggs with cheese and chives on top; and yogurt with an oatmeal crumble topping and lingonberry jam. And look, there's a place set at the head of the table for Elsa to tuck in, a steaming mug of hot chocolate ready to be sipped.
Anna sets three plates down in front of her sister with the aid of her vines, and drops a kiss atop Elsa's crop of cherry-blossom hair.]
Ta-daa! Happy birthday, Elsa!