Ok Can I just say something crazy. You and meeee. Weeeeee, we know better. 😛
”Elsa, do you know where we’re going”.
”Um Right. How do you know of Granny’s”.
”I sent Olaf ahead”.
”Olaf’s here. Where?”.
”How am I supposed to know”, Elsa snapped rather irritated.
How do you hide a talking snowman with his own personal snow cloud? Its not as if you could consider it normal, here in Storybrooke what’s defined as normal. Olaf hid beneath a slide in a kids playground singing to himself in boredom ”In summer do do do”. He’d been on a mission for the last seven days gathering as much intel for the sisters and he had taken his job very seriously indeed. ”Stay hidden, stay out of sight, don’t talk to anyone and info, info, info”, he muttered to himself. Olaf completed his job with style and excellence, except for the one day he broke almost every single rule.
”Oh my, she’s going to take my cloud away from me and I’ll melt. I’ll never get to witness summer again, why, why, why was I born a snowman”, Olaf sobbed. ”Why not a flower then I can feel the suns rays against my pretty petals. Someone will pick me up, take me home where I shall spend my last few days to wilt and….”. Though he was in despair, he had discovered much to his pride.
Cause life’s too short, to always feel shut out and unloved by the sister I longed to know….. Life’s too short to miss out on a sister like you.