"Uuhh!!" Anna exclaimed, gripping the back of her neck and yawning into her hand.
They had been walking aimlessly for only about an hour now, but Anna wanted to take a break.
"I'm so tired," she complained, fastening Hans' sword she still had that kept slipping off her shoulder. Elsa just rolled her eyes and kept walking. Hans made his way to Anna, ignoring Kristoffs suspcious glares "well if you hadn't stayed up all night watching me, maybe you wouldn't be so
tired, " he said. Anna's mouth dropped in astonishment, "well it's not like I could have just gone to bed knowing you were right there" Hans shot her a sly glance watching her continue to struggle against the weight of his sword "do you want some help with that?" Anna's face flushed red
"And give you a dangerous weapon to use against us?" Hans shrugged
"Or to defend you with, but never mind." After making that comment, he rushed off to the front before Anna could say any more.
Kristoff watched it all and fumed at the back.

~~~

As they walked, something like a cottage in the distance caught their eye. Anna wanted to go, but Kristof and Elsa, remembering what had happened the last time they went to a random cottage, were wary.
They discussed it for a few minutes before Hans pipped up  having enough of their round and round bickering. "I think we have no other choice but to check it out. We have no food or real supplies. You guys should listen to Anna. "
Again, Kristoff threw a dagger-like glare to Hans, hearing him use his loves name, but Hans brushed it off cooly.
Without a word, Anna breazed past him, leading the way to the cottage.

When they arrived, they saw it was run down, almost abandoned aside from the pot plant on the windowsill that was obviously being well taken care of. Kristoff noticed a sign in front of the door. It was covered with dust. He rubbed it away with his hand. It read
"Enter all lost travellers."
Kristoff looked back and said
"I'd consider us lost travellers,"
He then pushed the door open, revealing a room much bigger than the cottage appeared on the outside. The floor had a clean, deep red rug in the centre, and the walls were lined with bookshelves. Though they could see, the lighting was very dim due to the only source of light being a few candles sporadically placed on shelves. The sound of their footsteps were all that could be heard, but then there came a voice: "All who come are lost, but all who listen are found."
The voice came from directly behind Anna, and she spun around, readying herself for anything. There, standing before her was a woman. An old woman with white hair tied in a neat bun, clouded eyes, and more wrinkles than a prune. Her voice almost sounded young as if it were trapped in this aged body. The four guests stood there, unmoving as if waiting for the woman to speak again. Then finely she continued, "You weary travellers, you must be hungry from your journey, why don't you sit here and rest while I cook up some food." The woman gestured to a table that most definitely wasn't there before. Seeing it startled Anna and unnerved the others.
Carefully, they sat down, afraid of what their host would do if they didn't. And just as they did, the woman turned around to what looked like a kitchen and instantly came to the table with four bowls of soup on a tray, hot and steeming.
They stayed still and silent as she placed their food in front of them, and they gave each other looks as if asking what they should do next. Should they trust this woman? Or should they run out the door?
Something about this place made them feel uneasy, but inside each of them, there was a nagging little voice telling them to stay.
Hans, Anna, and Elsa all looked at their food suspiciously, unlike Kristoff, who the second the bowl was placed down began pouring it into his mouth without hesitation. Anna was about to tell him to wait, but it was already too late. He had finished the whole bowl. The old woman excused herself and slipped into the other room, which again was not there before. then they all looked at Kristoff, waiting for something to happen, like his eyes changing colour or him falling unconscious or something leaping out of his chest, but nothing happened.
Their stomachs started to rumble, and they remembered just how hungry they were.
Picking up their spoons, they began to eat.

When the woman returned, she went to Kristoff and said "oh I see you were the first to finish. Come into the other room with me, and I'll help you with whatever it is you need." Kristoff looked concerned on whether he should follow the woman, but even so he did, and the three left sitting at the table watched as he disappeared into the other room.

~~~

A few minutes had passed, and Kristoff emerged from the room, sitting back down at the table. His face was unreadable, but he was for a fact staring straight at Hans. It caused Hans to shift in his seat. This look wasn't the same one's he would normally give. This time, it was more deadly
"Oh, so you're the next one to finish? Well then, come with me. "
The old woman said while standing over Hans looking down at his empty bowl. He didn't skip a beat to jump from his seat and follow the woman into the other room. As he left he could feel Kristoff's gaze on his back, he was grateful that he could get away from him, even if it was by leaving with a strange old woman alone to a mysterious room. Hans stepped in, and the woman closed the door behind him.