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2008
“The truth is… I am Iron Man.”
“YOU CAN JUST SAY THAT?!” Elsa looked at their parents shocked. “YOU KEPT ME HIDDEN AND MADE ME ASHAMED AND THIS WHOLE TIME YOU COULD JUST SAY THIS ON LIVE TV?” Anna immediately went and offered what little comfort she could provide, as their parents looked equally shocked, embarrassed and furious.
“No one has done this before! We didn’t know. We still don’t know what consequences this can bring. Eccentric billionaires can get away with way more than-”
“Than eccentric millionaire monarchs?” Elsa, however, had none of it.
*****
That was the moment that changed everything. Arendelle was never a big country, with population way below one million, so with a resident superhero capable of creating sentient life and freezing the entire scandinavian peninsula (don’t ask, long story, it’s all fine now and no one died), the crime rate fell to almost zero (although Elsa kept saying it was mostly because of the systemic changes she championed, having that and a deterrent of that caliber certainly helped) and the country flourished. Especially after the death of their parents who disappeared somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle in 2010, weakening the conservative faction in the government with the coronation of Queen Elsa the First. All was well.
2011
“Aha! I see you’ve changed the decor a bit? Not a big fan of all the… crosses, personally.” Thor, ankles deep in shattered glass, burped loudly gesturing in the direction of the chapel.
Elsa smiled politely, sipping her wine. “Well, we did in… 12th century? Didn’t hear from you guys in forever, and the pope had wonderful benefits to offer. Such as ‘don’t get crusaded’.”
“Another!” Crack! He continued, as the servants obliged him. “I have no idea what you just said. But it’s nice to see the palace is still standing!”
Elsa nodded politely.
*****
The appearance of norse gods was certainly a shock to their region, but with time people decided that having an almighty God who doesn’t seem to be doing much beats having a confirmed pantheon of gods who sit in space and do nothing, and so most of the country remained Christian, although certain sects popped out. Anna, personally, never cared much about religion, and she was sure Elsa could beat Thor’s ass if she wanted, so didn’t feel much like worshipping the himbo.
2012
“Uh, Elsa?” She poked her head into their bedroom. “Apparently New York is under attack from… aliens? And, uh… Loki…? Is that something that we should worry about?”
Elsa beckoned her to join her on the couch. “I know. But I think I should stay in case anything happens here. Also, I have no idea if my help will make any difference in the twelve hours it would take me to get there.”
“Well.” Anna relaxed a bit. “I do feel safer now. Though, from the footage, it looks like they can be killed by regular firearms? So we should be fine, right?”
Elsa grabbed her hand. “I certainly hope so, dear.”
*****
Surprisingly enough, other than Thor, who loved his theological conversations with Elsa (and was adamant that if during the Thirty Year’ War Arendelle decided to back up the norse religion, he would show up and help), no other avengers tried to contact and recruit Elsa. Anna found it deeply offensive, and decided to email Tony Stark to find out why. His very late response was “What the fuck is an arendel”, so that was that.
2015
They both stood motionless at the balcony, looking at the gigantic cloud of smoke to the east, or what remained of Sokovia.
“I think I’m glad I never joined them.” Elsa whispered, terrified. Anna could only embrace her.
*****
The social distrust of the Avengers didn’t affect Arendelle too much, mostly because Elsa has been publicly doing the whole hero schtick years before the Avengers formed, and the country prospered since then. Arendelle homed all Sokovian refugees it could, and publicly condemned their actions resulting in such a disaster. To no reply, naturally.
And of course no one contacted Elsa in regards to Sokovia Accords the following year either.
February 2018
“Huh, neat.” Anna said out loud, reading the news on her phone while Elsa was half asleep on her lap. “Remember the black panther guy? Apparently his country is like, super rich and technologically advanced and he decided to… I guess come out?”
“Hmm, yes, that is quite ‘neat’.” Elsa’s sleepy voice replied. “We should date, by the way.”
“You absolute lesbian.” Anna looked at her in disbelief. “I was trying to plan our anniversary next week!”
*****
Wakanda, used to being ignored by the major powers, quickly opened up diplomatic relations with Arendelle, and Arendelle had the honour of having the first Wakandan embassy, alongside their own in Wakanda. In more important news, she and Elsa boned. All was even well-er. More well. You get the point.
*****
April 2018
“Elsa? This really doesn’t look good.” She went in on Elsa dressing herself, with the TV on. “Spider-Bro, sexy wizard and iron jerk disappeared in space? I think?”
“I know.” The situation must have been really serious, as Elsa decided on not wearing heels.
“I’m going this time, damned be their ignorance, they need all the help they can get. That is, if I’ll make it in ti- oh Odin save me.” She looked at Anna with a sad look, and turned to dust.