[open] making today a perfect day (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[rediscover]

Who| Anna and YOU!
What| General merrymaking, flower crown distribution, and probably skipping.
Where| All over the Tribute center!
When| Post-Arena, pre-Crowning
Warnings/Notes| Excessive...cheer???




It's been a few weeks since Anna came out of the Arena, and as such she's managed to dispel all of her gloom and moping by the time the finale comes around and the Victor is announced. She's overjoyed that one of her friends will be crowned this time, and for the princess, it's just plain been awhile since she's had a few nice things going on in her life, so she decides to give in to a little merrymaking.

The tension she still holds with a few of her friends aside, Anna's got a few good reasons to celebrate--even if she's had some awkward moments and slip-ups, and there are an uncomfortable amount of people wearing Commemorative T-Shirts featuring a very close-up rendering of her and Bro kissing--so she turns to one of her favorite hobbies: making flower crowns.

Normally, she does this kind of thing in her room, but this time, she decides to take it to a new level. For the first couple of days, you can find her spread out on her stomach on the floor of the District 4 commons, flowers of all sizes, shapes and colors blanketing the floor, making crown after crown. She spends quite a bit of the time she's working humming to herself, occasionally breaking out into song when she feels particularly happy, and she's happy to take requests. But by the third day, she decides that it's not enough to simply decorate her District-mates, and takes the whole operation down to the lobby, where she settles in on the rug by the hearth and sets to work, turning out lovely crowns of roses and daisies, daffodils and asters, and even some exotic flowers whose names she doesn't know, just that they're lovely and fragrant and people should have a chance to appreciate them.

And when she's exhausted her supply, she'll spend the next couple of days sashaying about and distributing them. Many of them go to her friends and loved ones, but she also takes care to hand them around to perfect strangers, too--who doesn't need a dose of good cheer, after all!

Comments

[rediscover]

"I understand," Anna admits. Truth be told, she's noticed how the Capitol tends to do it with every Victor--and even some of the Tributes. The way she's spotted Capitol girls wearing braids like hers and Elsa's, even dying white streaks in their hair. Certainly on a much smaller scale, but still unnerving. It still feels sort of wrong.

"Uh--sort of? I mean, they're called trolls, too, but they're a lot different. Our trolls are made of rock, and they can disguise themselves as little boulders, and they have magic. They saved my life, actually."

[crabmunicator]

His eyebrows raise. "What, really?"

Here he'd intended to use an expected negative answer to jump off into what people have mistaken him for, but this answer takes up his interest.

"You're not trolling me either, are you? Magic rock people who saved your life?" he asks, head tipping to the side. "You have got to tell me the story behind that, because it has to be massively stupid and amazing, or else your lie is going to unravel at the poorly-sewn seams."

He could believe it, potentially. He's seen plenty of weird shit in life. It's just not his fault that they sound so completely opposite to what he is.

[rediscover]

"Really," Anna confirms, and although she should have expected Karkat to follow up with a demand for elaboration, she doesn't. Still, she doesn't seem ruffled by his request, merely shifting and tucking her legs up underneath her in her seat.

"It's true," she assures him, "and I'll tell you. So basically, my sister Elsa accidentally hit me in the head with her ice powers when I was young. Our parents rushed us to these trolls, who used their magic to turn all my memories of Elsa's magic into normal childhood memories. Basically, they made me forget that she even had them, which saved my brain from being damaged by Elsa's ice magic."

Anna takes a breath; it's a lot to explain. "Fast forward 13 years, and I find out accidentally that Elsa has magic. She runs into the mountains, I go and find her, and she accidentally hits me again--but this time, in the heart. Which is bad. Really bad. She froze it, basically, which can kill you in the course of a day if you don't fix it. So this friend of mine, Kristoff--he was here for awhile, actually, we dated--takes me to the trolls, who actually raised him when he was a kid. And the trolls explained that only an act of true love can cure a frozen heart. And it did!"

She isn't elaborating here on purpose--there are a lot of still-painful memories associated with that time in her life.