Frozen Parachute Dress Story

Anna sighed in slight irritation as she smoothed out the frills of her green dress. It was the same dress she wore at her sister's coronation, before the "Endless Winter." It seemed like a lifetime ago when it was only a few years. Instead of blankets of snow, the fields were covered with endless waves of green grass that rolled with the breeze. Her dress was spread out around her like the petals of a flower, ruffling every time she shifted her weight. Anna fiddled with the frills as she groaned.

"Kristoff, where the heck are you?!" she cried to no one in particular.

They were meant to have a picnic today, but it felt like hours since she arrived here. She had even laid out the red and white checkered tablecloth and had brought a basket of food in preparation. Also, she had chosen an ideal spot for it on a summer day. The clearing was bounded by a small woodlot behind Anna, marked by a dirt path leading in to who only knows where. There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and she could definitely feel the heat beating down on her. Why was it royalty was required to wear such elaborate, sweltering clothing? Were it up to her, she'd trim the dresses shorter in the summer, allowing for more ventilation until the cooler months prevailed. If only she had some way of cooling herself now.

Summer's heat took a toll on her as it not only left her desperate for shade, but also made her quite drowsy. Her head began to nod and thought for sure she would doze off when she spotted something. It was a ball of white, approaching her and the picnic area. Anna rubbed her eyes to focus and found sitting before her a small white rabbit. She smiled as her heart melted at the sight of the small animal. What was strange, however, is just how close the rabbit was to her; normally something that small would be afraid of a big, scary human. Stranger still, was the fact the rabbit was not so much interested in her as what was in front of her: the rabbit was eyeing the picnic basket. Anna raised an eyebrow, feeling suspicion from this little creature.

"What are you thinking, little guy?"

The rabbit's ears twitched, and Anna cooed. It was too adorable a sight for her to resist. She reached a hand out to it, in an attempt to show the creature she meant it no harm. However, the rabbit showed its intentions, and surprised the young princess. In a display of intelligence, the rabbit grabbed the picnic basket by its handle and ran off at full speed, clutching it by its teeth. As it dashed into the woods, Anna stood up, and called after it.

"Hey, wait! Come back here with that!"

Alas, the rabbit didn't heed her call, and Anna was forced after it in pursuit. She struggled to run as fast as possible in her black ballet flats, unsuitable for long-distance running and more suited to dancing on a ballroom floor. It was a good thing she didn't twist an ankle while running, or she'd never catch the rabbit. What was more pressing to her, however, was how the rabbit had carried away the basket. It approached her so deliberately, and without any fear of her, that Anna couldn't help but wonder if the rabbit had a plan in all of this. If it did, what was the plan? She couldn't barely keep up with her thoughts as she cut a path through the forest, not minding the brush and exposed roots that occasionally snagged her dress. Anna was never one to let things like branches stop her when she was on a path to something. Fortunately for her, she was able to run fast enough to spot it turn past a rose bush and pop down a large rabbit hole beneath a tall oak tree. Anna skidded to a halt wondering what she could do now. So many questions whizzed through her mind, but found no answers to any of them.

What did that rabbit want with the picnic basket?
Why did it bring the basket all the way to this hole?
And finally, and perhaps most importantly, what was she going to tell Kristoff when he eventually arrived?

"What to do, now?"

She had to get that picnic basket back, no matter what. A little fur ball like a rabbit was not about to spoil her outing with him. With a sense of determination, she got down on her hands and knees and peered into the hole, trying to sift her dress out of the way. If she had known this would happen, Anna thought to herself, she wouldn't have bothered wearing such fancy clothing! Soon, Anna started to crawl into the hole, not minding the fact that it would technically be impossible to do so; she needed that picnic basket back. However, she had to wonder why the rabbit brought it into the rabbit hole in the first place; it could have easily eaten what was inside out in the field.

"It's such a...strange place to go to eat..." she thought aloud as she squeezed through the opening.

She found embarrassingly that her figure was growing faster than even she knew; she was halfway in until her broad hips wedged in the dirt walls of the hole, stopping her steady advance cold. Further evidence that she had shed the skin of a child and evolved into a beautiful woman...with a body men would die for. Anna blushed when she thought of what Kristoff would say if he found her like this, stuck halfway in a rabbit hole. He'd either laugh in amusement or sigh at how impulsive she was. Either way, the prospect was not good, and she resolved to get through and get the basket back before Kristoff arrived. Fortunately for her, it didn't take long to pull herself through and all the way into the hole, her feet disappearing from the outside. Not ever once considering how she was going to get out again, Anna started crawling along what seemed to be a very long, very dark tunnel. The tunnel walls soon grew wider and higher with each step she took forward until she could no longer feel the walls against her skin and clothes. Everything seemed to be disappearing into the blackness except the solid ground. 

Just as the thought occurred to her, her hand dipped into nothing and her body followed shortly after, as she tumbled down the rabbit hole and watched as the light from the surface quickly faded away.

Not having the slightest idea of what she could do now, Anna let a scream rip from her lungs as her body somersaulted through the air for a few quick moments, however the screaming was quickly brought to an end when the strangest thing happened. As her body turned right side up, she heard what sounded like clothes being aired out in preparation to be hung on a clothesline. The updraft of air from the swift fall caused the ridiculously long skirt of her dress to open up like a parachute. Her dress' hem ballooned out, decelerating her fall to a slow drift. She grasped at her heart, feeling it thumping harder than a drum calling a march, and sighed in relief. Now she wouldn’t fall to her death and would arrive safely at the bottom. Now that she thought about it, what was at the bottom?

Anna carefully tilted forward to see what she was coming to but besides her feet in the foreground, it was too dark to see anything, which was quickly becoming the situation with her surroundings in general. With care she returned to her upright position, feeling and examining the fabric of her inflated green dress. It was taut, stretched as if someone or something was pulling it tight. The skirt itself formed a bell shape, pushed out by the air forming under her. Anna couldn't help but chuckle at the sensation.

"Well," she breathed, her voice echoing, "after this, I won't ever complain about this dress again! How brave Kristoff will think of me when he hears of it. I might even fall off the balcony without batting an eye."

The hole grew increasingly dark until she could not even see the dirt walls of the hole, let alone her hand in front of her face. She was a bit frightened, but not as much as she was when she was just falling like a rock. The dress seemed to be working alright as a parachute for now, but she had to keep her balance lest she resume her plummeting. The primary thing on her mind was where this hole was leading to, and how she was going to explain all this to Kristoff, if he even showed up.

Kristoff...!

Now she grew increasingly worried about Kristoff, and what he would do if he arrived at their gathering place. It was bad enough the picnic basket had been taken, but now that Anna was inside the hole, and likely not getting out for a while, her husband would surely be worried. She imagined him for a moment leading a search party through the woods. He might discover her footprints, and follow them right to the rabbit hole. What if he actually dared to squeeze in, and ended up falling as well? The only way she was drifting down slowly was by her dress, so what would he use? She giggled at the thought of him wearing a dress in order to make it down here safely. If it turns out he did, she will never let him live it down.

Anna's chain of thought was soon broken by a small light appearing below, slowly approaching her. It looked like a gas lamp standing on a table, floating in midair. It was clear logic and physics didn't apply in this rabbit hole; the strange was settled and the settled strange. Still, she'd rather know what she was in store for than continue floating in darkness. She reached for the wick and turned it up as she floated down past it. 

As the light went up, the entire hole took on new life. Anna's jaw dropped in amazement as she swished her head around to see knick-knacks and adornments of all kinds lining the walls. The walls themselves had changed from the dirt and roots to patterned wood. Maps dotted the walls, some of Arendelle, others of places yet untraveled by her. Now what would a rabbit want with maps? Maybe there were other people's picnic baskets to pilfer in Arendelle. Never mind, she thought, I'm sure I will learn why when this fall is over.

Everywhere she turned, something new surprised her. It was rather hard to turn while falling, actually; the best she could do was twist her hips and let her body follow. It was hardly a method of control but it was the only means of direction she had. Anna realized full well she had little control over her fall, leaving her mostly helpless. However, she hadn't run into any problems yet, so she used the time to look about her and enjoy the sights. She stared in wonder at an old armchair with a matching ottoman fixed in open space as if hung by wires. Then she floated by a writing desk, complete with a stack of papers and a pen in an inkwell, ready to be used. Anna tried to lean over to it in the hopes of writing something, but it was too far out of her reach. Anna crossed her arms in a small pout, until a new sight caught her eye.

She saw a painting, a portrait of her and Kristoff together, seemingly older and in happier times indicated by their stance and the looks on their faces. Understandably, Anna was left puzzled from seeing this.

How odd, that a portrait of the two of us should be here. And why do we look older there? Perhaps this is the future? Either that, or whoever painted that is a psychic!

Anna floated by a full body-length mirror which reflected the image before it upside down. She realized this when she looked down and saw in the mirror she had a perfect view up her inflated skirt, exposing her layered petticoats, her dangling long sensuous legs encased in white stockings and light green bloomers trimmed with lace and adorned with a pink bow on the front. The princess giggled at the thought of flashing herself as she floated past the mirror.

If Kristoff was under me, he wouldn’t last long. He’d have fainted and lost his grip on my feet a long time ago!

She smiled at her reflection as it floated upward and out of sight before turning her attention behind her and further down. The wooden walls gave way to floral wallpaper as she spied a few books stacked on a small table floating in midair. She picked up one as she fell past it, and opened it. Surprisingly to her, it was a written record of the "Endless Winter," as if written for students of history. It only begged the question of what it was doing here, and just what other secrets this rabbit hole held. 

"How strange it should be here…" Anna thought aloud as she flipped through the pages, reminiscing on those old days.

Anna happened upon a printed painting of Elsa's coronation, just before the exposure of her powers that plunged Arendelle into winter. She recognized herself in the painting, entreating her sister to grant a blessing upon her marriage to Hans. If only she knew then Hans' true intentions behind his planned marriage. The painting cast her in the green coronation dress that was her current parachute, and she noticed...strangely...it was more full and bouffant-shaped than she remembered. Was it always that large? Maybe the painter exaggerated the proportions to make it look more ornate.

Flipping to another page, she was startled to see an image of her, sitting out in a grassy field waiting for Kristoff with a picnic basket. But that happened not minutes ago! How was it possible this book could record that when it was already happening? She read a passage, and was left only further confused.

After waiting for a long time, a rabbit came by and stole Anna's picnic basket. Her mind burning with curiosity, she dashed off into the woods in pursuit until she reached a large rabbit hole under an oak tree.

Wait a minute, the book was now telling what was happening to her now! Anna couldn't help but think: was this book capable of telling the future? Maybe it could tell her of a way out of this fall and back up to the surface before Kristoff arrived. This only made the fall even stranger. There was something to this rabbit hole she wasn't seeing. Trying to search for a way out, Anna followed the story, which seemed to be written as she was falling. 

Anna saw many strange and amazing things inside the rabbit hole, including a mirror, a bookcase, and even the princess' throne.

"A throne? I don't remember ever seeing a--OH!"

Anna yelped in surprise and dropped the book as she felt her bottom gently land on something. The book remained floating in fixed space as she continued her descent downward. She looked over and found to her amazement she had landed on an ornate throne, intended for the princess of Arendelle. It only raised further questions about her current situation. Just what was at the bottom of this rabbit hole? Why did it have paintings of her and Kristoff in it? Why was there a book that seemed to write itself as she lived the events? All this questions and several more rolled around in her head as she passed by a roaring fireplace. Anna, not wanting to waste the moment, let out a contented sigh of pleasure as she leaned back in the throne.

I wonder...did that rabbit intend for me to come here?

While she was contemplating, Anna failed to notice the chair rocking forward, too far for her to stay on. The pleasant, reassuring feeling of being on something solid ended as quickly as it came as Anna slid off the chair and into open space. Worse still, she could not see any sign of the fall ending soon. 

"OOOOHHHHHH!!!"

Thankfully for her, her dress caught her and jolted her aloft, ballooning out into her reliable parachute. Anna sighed in relief as she resumed her descent and looked up worriedly at the throne floating further away from her. Turning her eyes down, Anna noticed that the bottom was still a long ways off. She would still be falling for a while, it looked like. Anna sighed, crossing her arms across her chest in exasperation.

The rabbit hole looked more and more like a normal home, as the dirt walls had given way to ornate wallpaper with fleur-de-lis patterns. Anna wondered to herself how long she had been falling, and just how much longer she would have to fall. She had jumped from plenty of places before, and never did she fall this slowly. Then again, she never had her dress work as a parachute all those times either. Not that she was complaining, of course; in fact, she was enjoying the fall immensely. Floating slowly down through the air reminded her of all the times spent as a child, energetically jumping on the bed and into the air, searching for that brief moment of weightlessness. The air pushing out her skirt created a pleasant breeze around her legs, something she had needed in the sweltering heat up on the surface. Maybe if she had learned this ability of hers in the winter, it would have served her better, she thought. Her winter dress was certainly heavier, and could perhaps make the fall slower if she needed it to be. However, there weren't many opportunities for her to jump off and try it. Maybe on the mountains? No, it would be too far a fall, even for her.

Her thoughts drifted to Kristoff, and how her situation would be different if he was here with her and not up above. Surely he was looking for her by now, unless he had forgotten about the picnic entirely. Perhaps while falling, she thought, they could make room for small talk and even some playful teasing. What would teasing even look like while falling through the air?

Now that she thought about it, Kristoff always seemed to pay the most attention to her whenever the winds whipped and played with her skirts. If he was in here with her, it'd be impossible to keep concealed from him what she only on a special occasion revealed. Maybe a good place to start would be teasing Kristoff with a peek under her improvised parachute, which would definitely have him pass out from embarrassment and fall to the bottom like a rock. The thought of him holding onto her legs for dear life and having a prime moment to see what she kept concealed from all made her blush and giggle in amusement. She held her sides, laughing while keeping her balance at the mental image of him climbing up her legs and just as quickly sliding back down.

If Kristoff experienced this fall with her, it probably would lead some more fanciful and cheeky escapades for the both of them. They ran into a few embarrassing situations when they first met, but at the time they were wrapped up in saving Elsa from herself, and saving Arendelle from the grip of winter. But now, it was all behind them. They had grown up, and fallen in love. Another mirror passed by Anna, and she saw for herself just how much she had changed in just a few years since the end of the winter.

She had grown taller, now standing at 5 feet and 8 inches tall, about a head shy of Kristoff. Her strawberry blonde hair was wrapped in a bun with a lock braided and used as a hairband. The black bodice of her dress accentuated her chest, which was filling out enough to be distinguishable. She tilted back slightly so she had a slight view under her dress, and saw how shapely and well-sculpted her legs had become as well even as they dangled helplessly in midair. She then swiveled around and tilted forward, and looked back to see that her hips had grown wider and her buttocks fuller and rounder than before.

Anna was not a little girl anymore; she was fast growing into a woman, and an attractive one at that. She resolved if she saw Kristoff again after this fall, she would make it all known to him. But, she wondered, how much longer did she have to fall? It felt like hours since she first slipped and tumbled into here.

"How many miles have I fallen now?" she mused out loud to herself.

There was no answer except the echo of her voice inside the hole.

"Hmph...maybe," she continued, "this will never end. Maybe I will just float down this rabbit hole. Though...it sounds so strange...but I'm actually having fun! I really ought to try this more when this fall is over!"

At that thought, she turned back to her dress, which now seemed to have become larger in the midst of her daydreams. The skirt's inflated hem was now well past her armspan length, and it seemed to have even more air contained underneath it. Anna, struck curious by this, experimentally poked her dress with her forefinger. The fabric gave way to her force, but as quickly as she released it, the dress popped back up like a balloon. Anna giggled at the sight, and tried the experiment again, this time with her full hand. She pressed in, and the fabric left an imprint as one would make footprints in the snow. Right when she released it, the dress bounced up again with a soft puff. 

"Goodness," she chuckled, "there's a lot of air under there. And was my dress always this large? I don't remember the hemline being this wide at the coronation. Though I did always have trouble moving around in---"

Her chain of daydreams were broken when she noticed the walls began to close in around her. Perhaps it was a sign her fall was nearing its end! Anna looked down and over her hem she saw that the hole was narrowing, like the thin neck of a bottle. She grew increasingly worried, concerned over what would happen in that small tube-like part of this deep hole. Perhaps this was the halfway mark, and meant that her journey was close to its end. That was all well and good, but she needed to think quickly about how she would get through the narrow part which was coming up on her fast. She conjured an idea quick enough, just as the narrow part was rising beneath her. Just as the walls contacted her Mary Jane shoes, she pressed her skirt inward so she would fit through the narrow part of the hole, and sacrificing her reliable improvised parachute. The consequences were felt immediately as she fell like a rock through the narrow part, with her skirt flying above her. Likewise, the bun and braid of her hair quickly came undone, and her mane spilled out freely behind her as she disappeared into the narrow bottleneck. Anna released a shrill scream as she looked up and saw the first half of her journey quickly fall further and further away from her. 

The farther she fell, the more the rabbit hole felt like a death trap than the leisurely float it had been only minutes before. How long could the narrow part of a hole be? Anna soon realized that the hole she had been travelling down was shaped like an hourglass, and she was travelling through the narrow part that connected the two larger halves. Maybe time had frozen outside the hole since she had fallen? It seemed unlikely, though it still concerned her how long she had been gone, falling (albeit rather leisurely) through here. Her plummet was now a fast one, as she had brought her legs together and had formed something of a human rocket, and she could hear nothing except the wind whipping at her dress and only fear possessed her as she wondered whether this was the end of her as she continued down. Down, down, down.

The narrow part continued on a ways, until her lungs had long lost air for her to form screams. Was this how the rest of her fall would pan out?! Surely it can't! She'd die instantly if she hit the bottom now! If she was to survive, the hole had to widen and allow her to resume her float. All she had to gauge that was the narrowness of the walls. 

Finally, the bottleneck widened and bloomed out into the shame of a dome, meaning it was safe for her to open her dress and return to her leisurely drift. Anna wasted no time in releasing her hands from her dress as she exited the bottleneck. Thatches of her strawberry blonde mane now dropped over her shoulders and down her back, settling onto the waistline of her dress like the train of a bride. The dress immediately sprang outward into its bouffant shape with a clothy "SNAP!", jolting poor Anna upright. The fall immediately slowed, much to her relief.

"OHH! Goodness me," Anna sighed as she fixed her hair back into position, "I wonder how long this can go on for. Anyone travelling this way must get bored quite easily..."

She was about to poke her dress again when Anna decided to peer over the hem, and see what more was in store for her. Carefully, Anna tilted forward and looked down as far as she could. Although the hem blocked much of her view, the bottom was still shrouded in darkness, with only more knick-knacks and furniture awaiting to be gazed and marveled at. Just then, a large map passed by her, showing not just the Kingdom of Arendelle, but Wesselton, the Southern Isles, and the entire world beyond their little corner. She examined it carefully, fancying out loud where she would end up when her fall was over.

"What if I should fall straight through the earth, and come out the other side where people walk upside down?"

She laughed at her own question.

"Oh, but that's silly. Nobody walks that way!"

The map floated away and Anna was once again left alone with the sights of a rabbit hole, wondering when the fall would end and when her feet would touch solid ground. Despite having a lot of fun floating through the air with her dress, the length of the fall was beginning to wear on her. It felt like hours since she entered the hole with no signs of ending, and Kristoff was surely worried and looking for her by now. Still, if she didn't follow that rabbit, she would never have learned about her reliable "parachute dress." Even turns for the worse had their advantages. However...

Gurgle.

Anna ran her hands down her bodice and felt her stomach growl in hunger. She blushed, fearing it was unladylike to show that side of her. Not that it mattered, since she was completely alone. However, now food was a viable concern. A picnic was her original purpose for venturing out here, after all. How would she settle her stomach in the midst of falling?

An answer arrived in the form of a floating plate of small scones, all of differing flavors. Anna smiled at the sight, and immediately picked one from the plate as she fell past it. Unable to hold back her hunger anymore, she quickly took a bite out of the scone and chewed it thoughtfully. Blueberry. Anna sighed happily at the taste, finally having something on her stomach. She soon finished off the scone, savoring each bite she took and not minding the renegade crumbs that fell over the hem of her dress and into the darkness. 

Her stomach's hunger was satisfied, but now she was left thirsty. What could be floating in this hole that would satisfy her? It seemed this place had everything. Furniture, paintings, books, lights, and all the various adornments expected of an ordinary home. In fact, if Anna wasn't constantly falling, she could easily live here! Surely there had to be something to drink around here somewhere...

To her right, Anna saw a cupboard, with plates and cups set up in the shelves behind a door of glass. Below the cupboard was a small table, on which sat a single bottle of blue liquid. She had no way of knowing what was inside, whether it was punch, some form of wine, or something else entirely. The only label on the bottle was attached to a small card strung around the neck of the bottle, bearing the words in large capital letters "DRINK ME." Anna instinctively picked it up as she fell past it, and examined the bottle carefully. It was all well and good for a bottle to say "drink me," but she wasn't just going to up and do it right away. For all she knew, it could be poison, and too much poison in one's system would certainly disagree with one sooner or later. 

However, the bottle was not marked poison, and Anna's mouth was fast getting dry. So, she pulled off the cork of the bottle.

"There's nothing else to drink around here, anyway."

Anna ventured to taste it, and found it was rather delicious! With that in mind she drank more of it as she descended further into the hole. However, she couldn't place the flavor, as it seemed to change from minute to minute. At first, it tasted like cherry tart, before quickly switching to Wesselton custard. In the next minute, it reminded her of strawberry shortcake, and then finally settling on roast turkey. Partly from the deliciousness and partly from attempting to find the flavor, Anna quickly finished off the drink, and was left with an empty bottle.

She didn't want to drop the bottle for fear of killing someone underneath, so managed to put it into another cupboard as she drifted by it. But the more time passed, the more she was left with an inescapable feeling that something was off about that bottle. Maybe she should have waited for something else, something she was familiar with. Sure enough, Anna was left with an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. It started grumbling quietly, as if not fully satisfied with what she had ingested. Then a tingling sensation crept throughout her body. What on earth was it...?

The princess looked down (for what reason, she knew not), and noticed the strangest thing. Her dress was growing larger! More and more, green and olive was overtaking her vision. But even more strangely, the larger her dress grew, the more she felt...loose. Something was slipping from her, but what? It was not until she turned to her hands and saw just what was really happening. Her dress wasn't growing; she was shrinking! Anna gasped in amazement and fright as she couldn't stop shrinking, and wondered just what would happen to her now. She didn't have to wait long to find out.

Now only ten inches high, Anna slipped out of her bodice and fell through her dress, still floating gracefully without a body to occupy it. She passed by her matching petticoats and looked down, seeing only darkness awaiting her as she resumed her fast fall. Clad only in her corset and bloomers, Anna somersaulted through the air as she could only wonder what on earth to do now.

"OH NOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

If only she didn't drink from that bottle! If only she didn't let her curiosity get the best of her! If only she had stayed put and waited for Kristoff to arrive! Every "if only" coursed through her mind as she let out a long shriek, falling faster and faster with no control over her descent. The knick knacks that once mesmerized her now served as obstacles to maneuver through in a long plummet. Tables, bookcases, chairs and paintings all passed by her in a blur (and much, much larger) while Anna searched for a way out or at least a way to slow the fall. Alas, there was none, and she knew full well what awaited her below. 

Anna tripped on a stool, sent her into a disorderly spin like a football flying down a field. Then out of nowhere, she landed on the key of a piano with a "plink", but it was listing to the right, at far too high an angle for her to stay on. Anna slid down the piano keys as if on a toboggan sledding down the mountains. She fell off the edge of the piano, feet first followed by her strawberry blonde hair. No matter how this fall ended, she was sure about one thing: it was the most curious adventure she had had. More so than saving her sister from herself. More so than anything in her life.

Just as she thought this, Anna felt another tingling sensation in her stomach, spreading throughout her body. Then she suddenly grew back to her normal size, corset, bloomers and all. While she was happy to be back at her normal size, Anna was still left without anything to slow the fall. And it didn't seem like it would ever end.

"OOMPH!"

A large master bed, the kind she had in her royal chambers, appeared below her and formed a cushion for her. However she landed so hard that she bounced into the air, before careening over the edge of the bed and plummeting down the hole upside down, screaming along the way. Her lungs were now fast growing hoarse from the constant yelling in terror. Anna wondered just what to do now, and she looked for anything to grab onto in an attempt to slow her fall down. But she was simply falling too fast to catch onto anything.

It continued on like this for a while, until finally Anna was silent and simply shielded her eyes with her arms, in what she thought was a vain attempt to protect her from the violent death awaiting her below. She had wanted to say and do so many things with Kristoff! It couldn't be the end of her now, especially not like this! Every possible conversation she did and didn't have with him whizzed by her and sped through her brain until, suddenly...

THUMP! THUMP!

She landed upside down, in the middle of a large mattress, which cushioned her fall. The fall ended so abruptly that she somersaulted briefly and landed firmly on her back. Anna's eyes looked upward, and saw to her surprise that barely any light was visible, meaning she must have fallen quite a long ways. If she didn’t know any better, she might have fallen straight through the earth! In fact, she was rather sad the fall was over, as she had quite a good deal of fun, weightlessly floating through the air. Hopefully another opportunity would come to use her dress for such a lifesaving purpose. Now that she thought about it, where was her dress?

Last she saw it, it was still floating with its skirt panned out like a dome, as if mounted on a mannequin. A small chill ran through her body at the thought, since she was left in only her undergarments. Anna wrapped her arms around her torso in an attempt to warm herself, though she knew it was useless. She would have to wait for her dress to arrive.

At that thought, Anna heard a slight rustling sound, like the shifting of papers or a flag whipping in the breeze. Furthermore, it seemed like it was coming from above her, and was closing fast. She looked up, and was greeted by olive and green colors plastering her face and what could only be described as a large tarp covering her body. Immediately she realized it was her dress! Thank goodness, she thought, it arrived so quickly. She was not in the mood to wait for heaven knows how long for it to come down. Anna quickly slipped her head and arms through the bodice, and readjusted the waist so it would fit properly on her. However, as she brought her head up through the bodice, everything suddenly changed in an instant.

Darkness had been replaced by light, and Anna was no longer at the bottom of the hole. She was back in the open field, with the forest behind her. The mattress was gone, and instead she sat on a checkered tablecloth, and....incredible...the picnic basket was right next to her! And what was more, so was Kristoff! He sat next to her, thoughtfully chewing something in his mouth and looking off into the forest. But Anna didn't understand it; was she dreaming all of that just now? The rabbit, the rabbit hole, falling through the air, all the adornments and furnishings lining the hole? Was it all just another one of her silly daydreams?

Well, no matter. Maybe if she convinced Kristoff well enough, they could go try it for themselves. If it turned out she could indeed use her dress just as she did in her daydream, it was worth it. It'd be worth how ridiculously large it was.