What if?

Frozen, Act 2, Part 2

Andrew sighed in boredom and yawned, "How much farther, slowpoke?"
"Hey! I am not a Pokémon!"
"Huh?"
"Nothing." Andrew shrugged and looked to the girl, "Wait, I don't know your name." The girl stayed focused on the way ahead, replying with, "Krissta." Andrew lifted an eyebrow, "Kristan?" Krissta frowned and peeked her eyes over at the young prince, "KrisstA. Now, why do you want to go to the North Mountain?"
"My brother is up there. He... Kinda caused all this. So, what kind of business are you in to need a sled?"
"Ice harvester." Krissta looked back at the pathway and snapped the reins. Andrew sighed, "Wow.. He he... Really bad job, especially with all this..." Krissta grunted and Andrew shut up. He propped his feet on the sled, but Krissta slapped them away, "Dude! That is mahogany!" (He he, Hunger Games) Andrew sat up.
"So, if you're hunting down your brother, and I assume there are only two of you, who is running the kingdom?"
"My fiancé. Prince Hans. We met just today and it was true love!" Andrew clasped his gloved hands together and wriggled in his seat. Krissta looked to him with disgust, "You only JUST met him?! No arranged marriage or...?" Andrew looked to her and gasped, "Of course not! I happened to still be innocent. I presume you aren't so innocent?"
"Does this 'Prince Hans' have a last name?"
"Of course! Of the Southern Isles. You are avoiding my question. Are you still? Most likely NOT!"
Krissta's eyes remained in the path, "Actually, I'm still a virgin. I'm not like those-" she stopped the sled and held the lantern out.
"What is it?" Andrew looked around nervously. Krissta hushed him by placing a finger in his mouth. Andrew blushed but soon heard a howl, meaning only one thing: Wolves.
Krissta sat down and snapped the reins twice, "Come on Svenna! Really fast!" Svenna took off with lightning speed, zipping past trees. Andrew looked behind them and saw a huge pack of wolves. He grabbed the lantern and a rolled up blanket, lit the blanket, and threw it at them. Half the pack was down, but a wolf was coming up to the side. Andrew grabbed the guitar and swung it, smacking the wolf back and knocking the rest down except one giant one, most likely the Alpha. He faced the front and saw the cliff, "Krissta!" She grabbed him and put him on Svenna. "Faster Svenna!" They were near the edge and jumped it. The reins unhooked from the sled and Krissta jumped from it. She got near the edge, but was slipping fast. A pickaxe with a rope attached landed in front of her and she took it. She was pulled up by Andrew and Svenna, to her surprise. She laid down on the snow, panting and sighing. She looked up to see the young prince. She got up and dusted herself off, "Well, this is it. At least, as far as I can take you."
"What?!"
"I'm not a tour guide! You have to go the rest of the way yourself." Krissta dusted some snow off Svenna's fur, seeing Andrew stomping off. She looked down at Svenna and noticed she gave the look of 'you idiot'.
"Well, we can't help him anymore!" She switched to Svenna's voice, "We can guide her to make this all stop."
"Why should I care about him?!"
Then, Svenna had the look of 'I know the truth'. Krissta blushed a bit and growled, then treaded behind Andrew, "Hold up. I'll help you." Andrew turned and smiled, "I knew you would."