Escape from Arendale (Anna/Damon)
"I don't think we're going to find her here..." Olaf said, scratching his head, before lifting his head to make sure his snow cloud was still above him after losing it in the last two worlds.
"We have to try, Olaf...but if you want, we can take a break," They had been world hopping for the past year, leaving Kristoff behind to take care of Arendale as they searched for Elsa...again. At least this time her sister hadn't run off in a fright, Elsa had gone on a trip to find other magics, other people that might help her better control her powers.
Elsa had left Anna and Kristoff in charge as her regents, the younger Princess and Prince easily ruling in Elsa's place, but as the years passed, it grew harder and harder not to go searching for Elsa, to seek out the other half of Anna's heart. Kristoff finally told his wife to go, knowing that staying in Arendale would just drag Anna down deeper into depression. He loved Anna deeply, but nothing would compare to Anna's love for Elsa. And he knew, that for his beloved to be happy, she had to go.
"I...would like that," Olaf said softly, reaching up a branched hand to take Anna's. "Umm, where are we?"
"No idea..." Anna said, looking around. "But it looks interesting, oo, they have those cars thingy's!"
"Oooo," Olaf said, poking one. "Kristoff would like one..."
Anna giggled, swinging Olaf's hand. "We'll bring him one when we find Elsa," she said, looking around for a place that they could rent. "Umm...I don't think they have a tavern or inn..."
"Maybe we can find a room? Ask that guy," Olaf said, pointing to a man in a leather jacket walking down the street.
"Excuse me!" Anna called brightly, Olaf tottering after her.