Frozen Part 5

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Hanna and her group found the ice palace and she instructed everyone to be prepared. A giant mound of snow blocked part of the path to the castle and as Hanna tried to go around, it came to life and attacked. Hanna started to climb the stairs but was nearly thrown off by the snow beast. She got up and got in, where the duchess's men got in first. She followed behind, seeing them chase after the king. Everyone followed Hanna and stopped in a room where the men were to be killed. Hanna screamed out to him, "Elric! Stop! Don't become the monster they fear you to be!" Elric stopped and sighed, standing in defeat. Hanna looked to one of the guards and saw he was pointing his crossbow at him. She looked to the ceiling and immediately bumped the bow to the ceiling, where it fired on the chandelier and made it crack all the way down. Elric looked up and ran to the others, who blocked their faces. He slipped and fell, the chandelier crashing and flying everywhere. Elric lost consciousness.
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Elric woke up to a not-exactly-warm prison cell and in chains. He got up and tried to see out the window and saw only a blizzard.
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~earlier~
Andrew, Krissta, Svenna, and Olive arrived at a small clearing with rocks in which Krissta then said, "Meet my family! The love experts." Andrew and Olive stood in shock. Olive spoke up and whispered to Andrew, "You run and I'll hold him off." She then turned to the rocks and terribly acted happy, "Hi Svenna's family! ~why aren't you running?~ I heard you are love experts! ~Run!~" Andrew backed away and Krissta saw it, "Wait! I swear they are rea-" At that moment, a rumble shook the group and more came rolling towards them. They all huddled in the middle.
"Earthquake!" Olive yelled.
"No, it's just-" the rocks popped into small trolls with wide eyes and smiles.
"Krissta!" They all hugged her and she laughed.
"How are you? Hey, yeah I'm back. Hi, hey, sup?" She waved at everyone and then their attention turned to Andrew. "You brought a guy home!" Krissta blushed and shook her head quickly, "No! No! No, actually, where's Mammie? He needs help."
"And, besides I don't even like him like that."
"What's the issue, dear? Why are you holding back from such a woman? Is it the clumpy way she walks?" Asked Bulder
"Or the grumpy way he talks?" Inquired Cliffy
"Or the pear-shaped, square-shaped weirdness of his feet?"
"And though we know he washes well, he always ends up sort of smelly."
"But you'll never meet a fella who's as sensitive and sweet! So she's a bit of a fixer-upper, so she's got a few flaws."
"Like her peculiar brain dear, her thing with the reindeer. That's a little outside of nature's laws!" Krissta finally spoke up but was almost drowned out. "This is not about me!"
"So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, but this we're certain of: you can fix this fixer-upper up with a little bit of love!"
"Can we please just stop talking about this? We've got a real, actual problem here."
Bulder spoke again, "I'll say! So tell me, dear is it the way that she runs scared?"
"Or that he's socially impaired?"
"Or that she only likes to tinkle in the woods? What!!"
Andrew blushed and said, "I did not need to know that."
"Are you holding back your fondness due to her unwomanly blondness?"
"Or the way he covers up that he's the honest goods?"
She's just a bit of a fixer-upper,
She's got a couple of bugs,"
"No I don't!"
"Her isolation is confirmation of her desperation for healing hugs. So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, but we know what to do! The way to fix up this fixer-upper is to fix her up with you!" They pulled Krissta and Andrew away from each other. Krissta tried to talk them out of it.
"ENOUGH! He... *sigh* is engaged
to someone else, okay?!"
The trolls blinked twice in beats and then went to a secret meeting.
"So she's a bit of a fixer-upper,"
"That's a minor thing."
"His quote 'engagement' is a flex arrangement."
"And, by the way, I don't see no ring!"
"So she's a bit of a fixer-upper, his brain's a bit betwixt. Get the fiancée out of the way and the whole thing will be fixed!" Meanwhile, Bulder (th only one who bothered to listen to what's wrong) told Andrew advice for everyone he would, will, and has met. "We're not sayin' you can change her, 'Cause people don't really change. We're only saying that love's a force that's powerful and strange. People make bad choices if they're mad, scared, or stressed. But, throw a little love their way..."
"Throw a little love their way..."
"And you'll bring out their best. True love brings out the best!" Krissta had the weird marriage stuff put on her and when she saw Andrew... Well, in the anime world, her heart went DOKI DOKI. The were pushed to each other and they blushed.
"Everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper, that's what it's all about!"
"Father!"
"Sister!"
"Brother!"
"We need each other to raise us up and round us out. Everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper, but when push comes to shove-" Olive finally appeared and said, really fast, "The only fixer-upper fixer that can fix a fixer-upper is-"
"True! true! True, true, true! Love (True love) Love, love, love, love, love love! (True love!) True..." The coupling was pushed into a small dugout hole and a small priest troll stepped in front of them.
"Do you, Andrew, take Krissta to be your troll-fully wedded-"
Andrew finally snapped to and looked to the troll, "Wait, what?!"
"You're getting married!"
"Love!" Krissta and Andrew stood for a moment, shocked. Then, Andrew gasped and fell against Krissta, a new white hair appearing on his head. "He needs help!" The trolls cleared a path and Mammie stepped through quickly. "Oh no... Prince Andrew." Andrew's eyes opened feebly and saw the troll. "You... Know me?"
"Yes, this has happened to you before, but instead you were hit in the head."
"Is there anyway to reverse it?!" Krissta asked hurriedly. Mammie hushed her and sighed, "The spell can only be broken if he performs an act of true love."
"True love..."
"Hanna..." Andrew, then passed out from being super cold. Krissta carried him out, got Olive on Svenna and rode off to the castle.

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