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Hide and Seek- Frozen Kristanna Fanfiction/Fluff

Point of view: Kristoff “Sven!”  I call. “Come out come out wherever you are!” A loud grunt emerges from behind a snow covered tree, and Sven, my reindeer, emerges with it. “C’mon boy!” He gallops towards me eagerly, “Now we have to find Anna.” Sven grins and so do I. Radiant, warm, adorable and for sure-clumsy, Anna. I guess I drift off in a daydream, because after a moment, I notice Sven watching me, smugly. My cheeks heat up and Sven winks at me. “O-okay, let’s go find Anna.” I stammer, taking large strides in the almost three-and-a-half foot tall snow. It’s mi

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MoriXHaruhi for HarukaHibikiChibi

 Haruhi placed a kettle of cold tea on the tray she held as she helped the Host Club boys clean up after a long and boring day of hosting. "Haru-chan?" She looked up at the sound of Honey-senpai calling her name. "This on too!" He said and pointed to a plate sitting next to him. Haruhi trudged over, and picked the plate up. "He could of picked it up himself," She murmured. "Damn rich people." "Haruhiiiii~" Another voice called. It was Tamaki, the host club's 'King'. "This one too, daughter-o-mine!" He pointed to a grimy plate that was sitting under a table, then continued his card game with the devilish-hosting-twins. She walked lazily p

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Hide and Seek- Frozen Kristanna Fanfiction/Fluff

Point of view: Kristoff “Sven!”  I call. “Come out come out wherever you are!” A loud grunt emerges from behind a snow covered tree, and Sven, my reindeer, emerges with it. “C’mon boy!” He gallops towards me eagerly, “Now we have to find Anna.” Sven grins and so do I. Radiant, warm, adorable and for sure-clumsy, Anna. I guess I drift off in a daydream, because after a moment, I notice Sven watching me, smugly. My cheeks heat up and Sven winks at me. “O-okay, let’s go find Anna.” I stammer, taking large strides in the almost three-and-a-half foot tall snow. It’s mi

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