This choice: In Elsa's hand with Anna standing behind her • Go Back... “Ugh, where am I?” Hans said, groggily regaining his consciousness after his trial.
“Shh, shh, he’s waking up.” Spoke the familiar voice of Queen Elsa of Arendelle, although her voice was noticeably more cheerful than when he last saw her.
“Whoa, he’s so tiny.” Said Anna, following up her elder sister’s statement.
“Wha-What does she mean by that? I’m tiny?” Hans muttered, recalling his punishment set by the Southern Isles grand council.
“That’s right, I was found guilty of trying to seize control of Arendelle and shrunk as punishment. But where am I?” Hans said aloud, sitting up and opening his eyes to the sight of an enormous Elsa with an equally gigantic Anna standing beside her.
“Hey ladies, it’s nice to see you again. You two sure have gotten big since the last time I saw you.” Hans said, hoping he could talk the Queen and her sister out of planning his execution. Which would likely entail one of them stepping on him like a cockroach beneath their royal footwear.
“Right you are Hans, it is nice to see you again.” Elsa smiled, brushing her white blonde hair to the side with her free hand. Giving Hans a false glimmer of hope that this might all end well for him.
“Oh, so have you forgiven me for the whole ‘trying to kill you’ thing?” Hans asked awkwardly, using air quotes in an attempt to soften the rough history the trio shared.
“Not even close you worm, what my sister meant is that we’re happy to see you again at this size. So we can crush you like a bug if you disobey us.” Anna announced, looking down at the inch tall man who’d lied to her and left her for dead. Crushing any hopes he might have had about living through this ordeal or ever returning to his normal size.
“What do you mean by disobeying you?” Hans asked, sure that he would not like the answer given to him by the giantess sisters.
“We’ve come up with our own punishment for you Prince Hans of the Southern Isles, one that fits the crime you’ve committed.” Elsa smiled, her wicked grin striking fear into the shrunken man’s heart.
“It has been decided that you will never again be allowed to step foot in the Southern Isles again, instead you will be imprisoned here on Arendelle as a servant of the castle until you either die of old age or are crushed like a bug.” Anna declared, smiling alongside her sister at the shrunken man.
“No, you can’t treat me like this. I am a human being and a prince!” Hans exclaimed, yelling at the Queen and Princess of Arendelle as if what he said or felt meant anything to the uninterested girls. Suddenly Elsa’s hand closed up around him, causing Hans to panic as he used his arms and legs together in an attempt to hold off her large fingers from crushing him. But this was a futile effort, leaving Hans trapped inside the angry Ice Queen’s fist.
“Excuse me you little bug, is that anyway to talk towards your new masters. Don’t forget that you’re being punished for attempting to kill us, we’re people too. Big people, who live important lives. Not some insignificant little gnat like you are now, the value of your live was lessened because of your crime. Don’t forget this is our kingdom, if one of us crushes you I’ll simply pardon the murder as an accidental death. I mean you're so small now it’s not like anyone would find it difficult to belief you were stepped on or sat on accidentally.” Elsa said, asserting her dominance over the man who tried to kill both her and her sister Anna.
"Now Anna, I'll allow you too decide what form of punishment this worm will endure today." Elsa announced, dropping Hans into the red haired girl's waiting palm.
What does Anna have in store for Hans punishment for the day?
1. Serving as the Queen's seat cushion while she answer's the requests of the people.
2. Live the last moments of his life as a sprinkle on my Sundae.
3. "Prince's Hans should be executed immediately beneath the feet of the Princess and Queen."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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