The Fight (Elsa version)

One day after school, Queen Elsa was heading upstairs to her room when she heard someone else's voice.
"'I don't think he knows I even exist.'" said the voice, "'It's so stupid to think about him, but I can't help it.'"
It was coming from Brock, who was in Elsa's room, and he was jumping on Elsa's bed while wearing one of Elsa's bras and reading her diary.
"Jack! Ooh, Jack!" said Brock, as he stopped reading Elsa's diary and did a little breast dance.
"Get out of my room!" shouted Elsa, as she chased her brother out of her room. He screamed as he ran away from the snow queen. As she ran to the entrance of her room, she noticed that her door was missing. She muttered, "Oh! My... my... Ah!" And she went into a full-blown screaming fit.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Elsa's grandparents, Geppetto and Widow Tweed, were having a conversation when they heard the commotion.
"She saw it." said Geppetto.
"I'm gonna go check out those Lakers." said Tweed.
"I'm with you." said Geppetto. And he and Tweed went to the next room to check out the Lakers.
Elsa ran downstairs, still upset.
"Father!" she called, "Father, did you see what happened to my d..."
She got cut off when she saw her father, Ranger J. Audubon Woodlore, at the dining room table, waiting for her. He was not happy at all. Elsa, looking none too happy either, sighed and walked into the dining room.
"I spoke to your principal." said Ranger Audubon.
"What?" asked Elsa.
"Just now on the phone." said Ranger Audubon.
"Where's my door?" demanded Elsa.
"Privacy is a privilege, Elsa." Ranger Audubon told her.
"Where is my door, Father?" Elsa repeated.
Ranger Audubon lectured her, saying, "Your door will be returned to you, Elsa, if and when you can explain to me..."
"I need my door!" Elsa sighed in aggravation, "You give me that door right now or...or... I will commit suicide!"
"Oh!" Brock smirked, "Can I watch?"
"Brock!" Ranger Audubon said.
Elsa angrily turned around fast. "That's it!" she shouted. And she chased after him one more time, making him scream and leave the hallway.
"Elsa! Elsa!" Ranger Audubon hollered after her. She stopped chasing her brother and walked back to the dining room table.
"I think we can dispense with the constant arguments and drama," Ranger Audubon said sternly. "And maybe you can just calmly explain to me why you were in detention twice today?"
"OK, I went to detention," said Elsa. "But that was only because Maxine Howard kept hitting me on the head with a volleyball!"
"When is this quarrel with Maxine Howard going to end?" asked Ranger Audubon.
"Never! Because she's an insane psychopath!" replied Elsa, "And you'd know that if you paid, like, a bunch of attention!" And she left the dining room again when Ranger Audubon called her name again.
"Elsa?!"
"What?!" Elsa asked angrily, as she stomped back to the dining room.
"I think you know how very much I pay attention, Elsa," said Ranger Audubon, as Elsa sighed in disgust. "Enough to know that you got an "F" in math today?"
"Well, Ms. Winkle is out to get me!" Elsa told him.
"Oh, her too?"
"Yes," responded Elsa. "You know, she just looks for ways to torture me. Like today, the one time Jack even spoke to me, he really..."
"Who's Jack?" Ranger Audubon cut her off.
"He's just nobody." said Elsa, shaking her head.
"You say I'm not interested, Elsa." said Ranger Audubon, "Well, you know I'm interested. Try me."
Elsa sighed. "OK, he's just... this really amazing guy, Father," she said. "And his last name is Frost."
"Where'd you meet him?" asked Ranger Audubon.
Elsa said, "Detention, but..."
"Well!" Ranger Audubon chuckled, "That sounds promising."
"See? Do you see?" Elsa exclaimed, "Why do I even bother telling you anything?"
"OK!" said Geppetto, "Who's up for Chinese?"
Brock raised his hand.
"I am!" he announced.
Elsa, however, shrieked in frustration. "You're ruining my life!" she shouted, "I'm moving out of this house, and I'm never coming back ever, ever, ever, ever again!" She then stomped upstairs to her room in anger and frustration.
Ranger Audubon sighed in defeat.
"You had to let your anger out, didn't you, son?" asked Tweed, "You just HAD to do it!"
Category:Argument Scenes
Category:Conflicts
Category:Fan Fiction
Category:Fight Scenes
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