7Once upon a time, Anna was hungry, so she decided to get some lunch. She got into her car and she drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove until she arrived at some diner. She parked the car, and then walked and walked and walked until she was inside, and she stood up until she sat down.
"Yoo-hoo!" said a jolly waiter, towering over her. "Big meatloaf blowout. Vould you like a menu?"
"Yes, please," said Anna.
Then the waiter handed her a menu. Anna looked at it.
"I vill be back in a moment," said the waiter, but instead of leaving, he just stood there, until he was suddenly gone.
Anna looked at the menu, trying to decide what she wanted to eat, but then her eyes caught the most beautiful woman she had EVER seen!
She was seated in a booth across from her. She had long hair, and she was...screw it, you all know what Elsa looks like, right? Seriously, why do so many fanfictions waste time with lengthy descriptions of characters? Why would you even be reading a Frozen fanfiction is you didn't know who Elsa was?
Anyway, she was Elsa, and she was in jeans that made her butt look sweet. She was also apparently done with her meal despite there being no plates on her table or anything, but she got up and left the diner.
Anna watched her leave, keeping her eyes on her butt. Deciding that she didn't need to eat right now after all, she got up and followed the sexy woman out of the diner. She walked and walked and walked and walked until she caught up with her.
"Hey, wait!" she shouted, even though the beautiful woman was only feet away from her now.
"Oh, hey," said the woman. She looked a bit confused and uncomfortable, but was trying to make a polite smile.
"Oh, hey, I couldn't help but notice you at the diner," Anna lied, since she had to awkwardly tilt her head out of her booth in order to have a good look at her.
"Um...okay," said the woman, her polite smile now fading.
"My name is Anna," said Anna. "I think we had school together once or something. It doesn't matter, really. I mean, we will never bring up any references to our school days together at any point in this fanfiction. The truth is, I'm being creepy and was pulling a topic out of my ass in order to make conversation."
"Oh," said the woman.
"Anyway, can you give me your phone number?" said Anna. "I might be a cannibal hungry for her next meal for all you know, but can I have your phone number anyway?"
"Um...sure," said the woman, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a card.
Anna stared at it. It said...
THIS IS ELSA.
SHE WANTS TO BE A MODEL.
HER MOM IS SUPPORTIVE OF HER MODELING CAREER.
BUT HER MOM ALSO THINKS BEING A REAL ESTATE AGENT
WOULD BE A GOOD PLAN B IF MODELING DOESN'T WORK OUT FOR HER.
ALSO, ELSA HAS SNOW POWERS.
HER PHONE NUMBER IS 555-FAKE PHONE NUMBER.
"God, that's the sexiest photo I've ever seen," said Anna, even though she was looking at a driver's license photo. "So, you want to be a model? I respect that."
"Um...yeah," said Elsa, scratching the back of her neck. "In fact, I'm on my way to an audition that's taking place in a basement or something."
"Wow, I hope that basement isn't run by a serial killer or something," said Anna, although she couldn't take her eyes off of Elsa's driver's license photo. "Or, even worse, run by a mad scientist who wants to make a human centipede or whatever."
"Um...yeah," said Elsa, scratching the back of her neck even harder now, causing her to draw blood. "I should be going, so..."
"Don't worry," said Anna. "It was good talking. Great seeing you again. I loved this talk."
"Um...yeah," said Elsa, turning to walk away. "It was great talking...even though we didn't really talk about anything."
She then walked off. Anna watched her butt until it was out of her sight.
"I will call her later today," said Anna, walking slowly like she was a zombie or something as she went back into the diner. "I think she might be the one."