Wintertime at A Doll's Life For Me

Wintertime at A Doll's Life For Me
My sister is the best Christmas gift I've ever gotten.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Magneto's Critique of Thor: Ragnarok

Warning: The following will contain spoilers for the new Thor: Ragnarok movie. If you have already seen it or just don't care, then read ahead. Otherwise, I might want to skip this post for now. (Note: This review will not be in the same format as the previous one. Magneto's Critique of X-Men: Apocalyse was done a similar style to A Doll's Life File with character's names and a colon with their speech following. I have decided to change that to the regular style for this review, and possibly for future ones as well.)
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Loki had been muttering to himself all morning on November 3rd. He sounded like he was mad, but judging by the way he paced around and refrained from talking to the rest of us, he was only mad at himself. The problem is, we didn't understand why, and that worried us.
Finally Nessa had gained enough courage and compassion to pull him aside and ask him what was wrong. She came back to us with a report a few minutes later, but instead of being concerned, she was exited.
"There's a new Marvel movie coming out!" She shrieked.
"Then what's the problem?" Elphaba asked.
"He doesn't like it... I guess? It's apparently a Thor movie."
My heart sank a little. "Oh." That was why. Loki was a fan of the Marvel films as much as anyone from that franchise could be, but the Thor series always left him feeling uncomfortable. From his Doll's Life File interview, I learned that he was treated poorly by the other Thor dolls in the store in which She found him. They led him to believe that he would never be good for anything but evil, and because of this, Loki has always resented Thor. The movies didn't help, either, especially since this was the one rumored to be about an apocalypse that Loki's character had caused. He was probably worried that She might think differently of him after seeing the film.
"I don't know. I think he's just being a big baby. Maybe we should all go to the movies together, and then when he sees it, that will change it mind about all of this! What do you think?"
"You and Loki going to the movies?" Said Elphie. "Sure that's not a date?"
Nessa stuck out her tongue. "I'm sure. I'm just trying to make him happy again, that's all."
"Then if it's not a date, can I come?"
Nessa was not the one who answered. Magneto was intrigued by the topic of a new Thor movie and just had to stop by. "Sure, but only if I'm invited, too."
Nessa wrinkled her nose. "You? Last time we saw a movie was months ago."
"That's right," I remembered. "Magneto's Critique of X-Men: Apocalypse. That was the first and last movie review done on the blog."
"Then I must go. It is my duty to serve the people."


"Since when did you care about people?" Nessa asked. "This is about Loki. Now you and Elphie both want to come? I hate to rain on your parade, but I don't think we'll all fit in She's purse at once."
Elphaba grew a devious grin. "Well, what if She takes a backpack this time?"
"Elphaba, I was just thinking that same thing." Said Magneto, adopting the same sinister smile.
"Then let's grab Loki," Nessa decided. "We've got a few hours before She needs to leave for the movie."
"Do you really think he'll go with you guys?" I wondered.
"Oh please, Elsa, do you even know me? I can talk my way in and out of anything." Suddenly all three of them were smiling mischievously.
"Okay. Be careful." I warned. I didn't have such a good feeling about this.
She left for the movie a few hours later, and Nessa had been sure that all of them were tucked safely away in the backpack. After that, all we had to do was wait until it was over and they returned home to give their critiques of the movie. And it was the longest wait of my life. I think it happens that way when you're worried.
Hours passed. The outside world turned to night. The dogs barked to welcome She's entrance. She slunk up to her room and put her backpack down on the bed, then went off to the bathroom to get ready for bedtime.
"How was it?" I whispered eagerly, quiet enough so the humans wouldn't hear.
Elphaba was the first to roll out of the bag. She looked exhausted, and her flyaway bangs were all in knots. "I'm not going to get any sleep tonight."
"Why not?"
"I don't know why I wanted so badly to go. I forgot I can't see any late-night movies. Now I won't be able to fall asleep because the action scenes keep playing over and over in my head." She began to untangle her hair using her own stubborn fingers as a comb.
"What did the others think of it?"
"Why don't you ask them?"


"Sure. But it'll have to be quick. She will be going to bed soon."
"Puh-lease. Her showers take centuries. Come on out, guys!"
The other three tumbled out of the smallest pocket of She's backpack. Nessa was first, and she sprawled out on the bedspread without a care in the world. Her glistening aqua colored eyes were wide, but focused on nothing in particular. Then, she started rolling around a laughing unceasingly.
"Um... has Nessa finally lost it?" I asked.
"That was such... a... funny movie," she panted, trying in vain to stand, only for more bouts of laughter to keep her down. "I wasn't expecting any of it. I mean, it's about the apocalypse. So... what the heck?"
The corners of Elphie's mouth pricked upwards. "It was pretty funny."
"What's that strange movie She likes? Where there's no plot and people keep cracking jokes all the time? Makes no sense? Rosenstern and Guildencrantz?"
"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead."
"Yeah. It was like that. But with a plot."
Magneto crawls out next, and immediately said, "Hey, what's that one Disney movie where there's an arrogant main character who keeps talking to himself? People attempting to keep their homeland from destruction? Female villain who looks like a spider?"
"Um... The Emperor's New Groove?"
"Yeah. It was like that. But with Marvel characters."
"Has Loki got something similar to say?"
The little elf-man crawls cautiously out from the backpack. He looks around, appearing dazed.
"That was... a trip." He said. This must have been one life-changing movie.
"Elsa, are we allowed to curse on the blog?"
"I'd prefer you didn't. But for today... I'll let it slide."
"Then I'd agree with Loki. That was one Hela a movie!" He chuckles to himself, something uncommon for Magneto. "Get it? 'One hell of' a movie?"
"Hela was one of the characters," Elphie said. "I'll find you some pictures if I can. The film just came out, though, so I can't guarantee anything good."
"Hela's the one who looks like a spider. Only sometimes, though. She's actually got hair... somewhere under the spider..." Nessa's voice trailed off.


"Found the spider lady." Elphie presented me with She's iPod, an image of a dark-eyed, dead-looking woman with a headdress pulled up on screen.


"I prefer her not the look like a spider," I commented, flipping through some of the limited photos Google images had. "So who is Hela?"
"Loki? I think this is your department. Care to share?" Nessa asked, trying in vain to pry Loki from his shell.
He stepped forward reluctantly. He faced me like he was on trial. I wasn't having such a good feeling about this.
"Hela is the goddess of death. She caused Ragnarok. And... she's my sister."
"You have a sister?!"
"Believe me, Elsa, I reacted the same way," Nessa crossed her arms in agreement. "She was Odin's firstborn, but then Odin had a change of heart. Whenever he decided to stop pillaging other realms and instead started to make peace with them, Hela was enraged, so he just kind of hid her away. Then he had Thor, called him firstborn, and adopted Loki from the frost giants."
"Why haven't I ever heard about Hela?"
"In case you haven't noticed, I don't like to talk about my character's family much. Besides, I was found before Ragnarok was even a thought in the directors' minds. So I didn't know her."
"I heard she's a new character. How did you feel about her?"
"She's not... ideal," Elphie began picking at her braid. "She wants to rule Asgard, then seize all the realms and put them under her control. She is Ragnarok."
"Yeah, and the giant fire skeleton with the tiara."
Loki turns away and rubs at his mouth, but it's too late to hide his amusement. "I'll admit, it was a funny movie."
"That was Surtur. He's Asgard's most powerful enemy. He technically wants the same thing as Hela, but he actually ends up getting what he wants in the end."
"Asgard is dead?"
"Yup," Loki nodded. "It blew the heck up."


Elphaba presented me a picture of a fire demon with what looked like one massive eyebrow.
"Here's the Hulk with Surtur. He's in the movie, too."
"Where's Moana? I'm getting Te Ka vibes over this."
"He's not in the movie much. He's at the beginning, then shows up at the end to kill Hela... thanks to me."
"Is that good?"
Loki was trying again to hide a smile. "I'm surprised. My character was done justice in this movie. At the end of Thor 2, I knew he seized the throne to Asgard and shapeshifted into Odin, and the audience assumed the old king to be dead. But we see him enjoying his final moments on a pleasant beach in Norway, so Loki was merciful, in a way. Of course, that still makes him king, and what does he do?"
"Sit around in his bathrobe watching theater and eating grapes!" Nessa finished his sentence with a laugh. "Loved it."
"I did, too. Not to mention that giant shining gold statue with the curvy-horned helmet." Loki allowed Nessa to fall onto him, the two of them laughing.
I beamed. This really was a life-changing movie.
"I wouldn't do anything like that... but for my character, it's funny to see him be so lazy."


"Oh, this is Odin." Said Elphie. She had mostly given up on trying to explain and turned to She's iPod in search of more photos.
"Wait- didn't you say he died?"
"Yes. Unfortunately. Although I think it had to happen."
"I'm sorry, Loki."
"He's not my real dad. And he was only good to my character half the time, if that."
"I'm sorry... sorrier."
"Odin really messes stuff up by dying, though. First Hela is released, then Thor gets epic lightning powers with glowing eyes. Well... at least the one eye still glows," Magneto tugged at his collar. "Spoilers."
I pretended to ignore that last comment. I probably wasn't supposed to know that yet.
"Hela messes up the most stuff," Nessa argued. "First, she breaks Thor's hammer like it was made of glass. Then she sends them to this trash planet, where Loki gains favor with Mr. Almighty Blue Makeup, and Thor has to get a haircut from Stan Lee and thrown into a Colosseum-style dogfight tournament. That's when we meet the Hulk, 'cause they have to fight."
"I was quite impressed about that. Not the Hulk, but the fact that they chose to highlight Loki's people skills. He's shown to knows how to influence people and gain their trust, a weapon for both good and bad," Loki scrunched his brow. "But he isn't shown to be so bad in this movie. He's more of an ally to Thor here, and the two of them act more like brothers than enemies. I liked that."
"Not to mention the new clothes you got. They're blue, for some reason. And your hair's curlier, which is different, but it still looks nice, I think. Did you like that, too?" Nessa covered up her babble somewhat successfully.


Loki shrugged. "Green's more my color."
"Maybe we should start from the beginning before we get any more sidetracked," Magneto said, taking charge of his own series. "It starts with Thor, trapped in a cage, in a underground fire hellpit. Surtur releases him and gives his villain trope speech about regaining his power and bringing Ragnarok, or the fall of Asgard, while Thor hangs there by a chain and spins around."
Nessa and Loki start laughing again.
"Guess I missed out on a great comedy." I said.
Magneto kept on. "But Thor escapes by summoning Mjölnir and defeats Surtur and his army, then straps his tiara-wearing skull to his back and flies from the hellpit to the surface, where it appears to be just another layer of the hellpit. But a giant rat beast is still hot on his tail, so Thor has to call for help from Heimdall to bring him back to Asgard."


"This is Heimdall, by the way. He's the sentry to the Bifrost in Asgard. The Bifrost is like a portal to the other realms, but it can only be opened by the sword which Heimdall possesses. That's important. Remember it."
"He's got scary eyes."
"Don't worry, he's a good guy," Elphaba reassured me. "He's like an oracle. He's able to see everything, even the future."
"For having such an important power, he's barely seen in the film. Which didn't annoy me at all," Magneto said sarcastically. "His job is to give Thor vague advice sometimes, slay members of Hela's army, and hide fearful Asgardians in a mountain."
"Heimdall's a cool guy. He's basically everyone's dad," Nessa said. "For once, I'll have to agree with Magneto. He should have had a bigger part here."
"Yeah, but whenever Thor gets summoned back to Asgard, Heimdall's not in the Bifrost. Instead, he's replaced with the tattooed hoarder named Skurge."
"And he's got two guns from Tex's ass! He named them Dess and Troy. Put them together, and they destroy!" Nessa trilled.
Loki nods, finally allowing himself to smile. "Funny movie. Funny movie."
"This is Skurge's first appearance in the Thor movies that I'm aware of. Since Loki is now king and Thor was stuck in the hellpit cage, Loki put Skurge in charge to replace Heimdall. Later, Scurge gets roped into becoming Hela's executioner, then has a change of heart in the end and turns against her, sacrificing his life to save the Asgardians."
"Noble guy." I stated.
"And a dummy." Said Loki.
"Hey, you put him in charge of the Bifrost!" Nessa exclaimed.


"I've got to warn you, he's not very photogenic," Elphie snorted. "Not to mention the devil horns tattoos he's got on his head."
"Anyway!" Magneto sighed, frustrated that the conversation derailed again. "Whenever Thor comes back to Asgard, he knows something's up because Heimdall was apparently apprehended by the king and quote unquote fired. Thor knows that Odin would never do such a thing, so he launches himself right across the rainbow bridge and into a Shakespearean theater show, relaying Loki's death in the previous Thor film and exaggerating it to make him look braver and Thor much dumber."
"Hilarious show, by the way. Tom Hiddleston, the actor who plays Loki, did Shakespearean theater, so it's quite clever of both the directors and the character Loki to conduct such a thing."
"I'm surprised you're so pleased with this. I thought you were going to hate this movie." I blurted.
"It may be a Thor movie, yes, but I believe everyone was given some redemption in my mind."
"Well, that's good, isn't it? Does that mean you would want a Thor in our house?"
"I don't know if I'd go that far, Elsa." Loki rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. I don't think he would mind that anymore. Maybe we had to start dropping She a few hints in the future.
"That's when we see Odin sitting around in a bathrobe and eating grapes, which enrages Thor furthur since the other realms are apparently in chaos. War, oppression, starvation, you name it, is going on elsewhere and Odin isn't doing anything about it. Thor is onto him, so he seizes Odin by the throat and holds his hand behind his head, which will summon Mjölnir, and nothing will stop Mjölnir from getting to Thor. Odin realizes this and steps away, revealing himself as Loki the whole time. Surprisingly, the crowd is shocked by this. I don't know. I wouldn't be. Especially not with the amateur plays made to kiss up to him."
"Excellent amateur plays. Very honorable."
"Yeah, to honor your fake death," Magneto challenged. "How many times has your character fake-died by now?"
"The real question is, how many more times will I in the future?" Loki smirked. "After I, or Loki, is shown to be a fake Odin, Thor demands to know where their real father is, so Loki swears to take him to the last place he was seen. On Midgard, in a retirement home, which is being demolished."
"Ooh! Ooh! Elphie! Show her the picture of how they look on Midgard!"
"Oh, please, Nessa, it's not anything remarkable."


Elphie showed me anyway. Personally, I think they both look great.
"This is where Doctor Strange comes in. She hasn't seen it, so we haven't either, but he's only got a small scene for him to mess around with teleporting Thor around and spilling a beer. Eventually, Doctor Strange transports Thor and Loki to a field in Norway, overlooking a wide spans of ocean."
"The use of Norway as a location was a great choice. Thor did originate in Norwegian mythology, after all. But this is where Odin becomes a softie and actually admits to loving the sons he was so hard on, then he dissolves into stars and goes off into the sky, similar to how Frigga went into Valhalla, or the afterlife, in Thor: Dark World."
"Who's Frigga?"
"My mom."
"I'm... sorriest." I apologized.
"It's only a movie."
"Come on, you were a little upset." Nessa coaxed.
"At first Thor blames Loki for this, but that's just instinct for Thor, since Loki is prone to messing stuff up," Loki continued, ignoring Nessa. "But in a later scene, the brothers have a heart-to-heart, where Thor learns to trust Loki, or as much as he's able to. It's not exactly trust, it's just more acceptance that he will always have to expect the unexpected from the trickster god."
"So you own that title now? You despised it before."
"I'm sure it wasn't intended to be so harsh. I just must have interpreted it way after getting bullied at the Disney store. But now I can see its benefits."
"Well, that's very good. What happens next?"
"Hela appears almost immediately after Odin vanishes, and I will admit, it's hard to take her seriously with that spider on her head. But she does mean business, because when Thor swigs Mjölnir her way, all she has to do is get a hold on it before it falls to pieces."
"Most upsetting scene." Elphaba muttered. "You know, Mjölnir, right?"


"Very sad." I confessed, witnessing Thor's precious hammer in shambles.
"Then Loki, in an act of desperation, calls up to bring him and Thor back up to Asgard, and Skurge actually listens this time, but Thor knows this is a bad idea, since Hela will be brought up with them. Unfortunately, it is too late to do anything. Loki and Thor try to fight Hela in the rainbow bridge, but they get knocked out instead, leaving Hela to arrive in the Bifrost, where begin to take charge of Asgard with Skurge as her pet. Meanwhile, Thor, and presumably Loki, end up on the trash planet Sekaar, where Thor is captured and kidnapped by a druken pilot and taken through a Disneyland theme park ride to the Grand Master of Sekaar." Said Loki.
I was taken aback. "Wait, what?"
Elphie patted my arm halfheartedly. "You're not gonna understand. Just write it down."
"It's not actually certain that the drunken pilot has a name, but it is later revealed that she was a valkyrie, part of a woman's warriors that fought for Asgard, but she gave up that life and instead became a bounty hunter and trainer for the Grand Master. It pays her well, and it helps her to forget a troubled past."
"The drinks help, too, I'm sure." Magneto nodded.
"Of course, it's my character's job to give her a change of heart by bringing up these old memories and emotions. I don't mean to brag, but it's an awesome power."
"So we're assuming her name is Valkyrie." I stated.
"Yup," Elphaba noted. "Here's a pic."


"Aside from the whole drinking problem, she's pretty cool." Nessa cooed. "I liked her better as a fighter for Asgard than a drunken pilot trainer on Sekaar."


"And the Grand Master?"
"Ooh, yes, this is Mr. Almighty Blue Makeup. Show her, Elphie!"


"He looks fun. A little scary, but fun."
"If you can call a dictator prone to using his 'melt stick' on people, then sure, he's fun." Magneto added. "He's all fun and games. Especially in his favorite game, which involves Thor being forced to fight the Grand Master's high champion in a bloody arena for all to see."
"Loki bets against him, of course. In addition to being lazy, he's also a bit of gambler," Loki makes a noise like water hissing on a hot stove. "Thor is fitted to fight and possibly die in the process, which includes cutting off all the long blonde hair he so loved by a Stan Lee cameo," He smiled wickedly. "I enjoyed watching that scene. But whenever he goes in to fight, the high champion ends up to be the Hulk, Thor gets over his fear, but still ends up getting beat. Literally. Beaten into the ground. He's not dead, though, and vows that he will get off this planet and escape with the Hulk in tow to save Asgard."
Elphie tapped my arm to show me a picture of the new Thor. With the war paint and short hair (not to mention the lack of his hammer), he looks like a totally different character.


"A lot of other stuff goes down, the Hulk turns back into Bruce Banner, and Valkyrie has a change of heart thanks to Loki. She takes the three of them to Asgard, and Loki gets left behind, paralyzed due to this, like, electric dog collar implant that Thor put into his back. Luckily, Loki is found by a band of monstrous misfits that Thor befriended in the arena, and they all end up in Asgard to fight for the safety of their home."
Magneto continues Nessa's speech. "On Asgard, Hela is attempting to stop Heimdall from loading all of Asgard's citizens into a giant airship. That is, until she gets distracted by our heroes' arrival. Thor confronts her in the palace and She tells her backstory. It's basically a revenge plot against somebody who didn't do anything wrong to her. Apparently she's not the wisest goddess of death. She manages to gouge Thor's right eye-"
"Ouch!" I grimaced.
"And he looks near to being defeated, until a near-death pep talk from Odin brings him some god of thunder powers, and he proves his worth even without Mjölnir, by blasting everything with his sparkle fingers. Whoopee."
"He means lightning," Loki said, rolling his eyes Magneto's way. "Odin inspires Thor to become the stronger king than he father was, which causes his remaining eye to glow and triggers his newfound lightning powers. Back at the rainbow bridge, Valkyrie reclaims her title by slashing up some members of Hela's dead army, Skurge gains redemption by becoming a last-minute good guy and destroying the enemies with Dess and Troy, Heimdall rushes to get everyone to safetly, Loki arrives with the misfits in splendor, and Banner Hulks out to take on Hela's giant wolf beast."
"Whoopee," Nessa finished. "How on earth did we make that conclusion sound so deadpan?"
"It's not over yet," Magneto reminded her. "Loki takes a risk, and Thor's orders, to go and retrieve Surtur's skull from Odin's relics, and place it on the eternal flame, which will bring him to full power. They know that Surtur will destroy Asgard, but it is better to summon him because at least he will only take Asgard, and not the other realms like Hela would. And because Hela was set on taking Asgard herself and Sutur wasn't having none of that, he straight-up slays her with a fiery sword, which is honestly a little disappointed since she was undefeated until now."


"You said she wasn't the wisest goddess of death. But Thor still isn't, either, because even though all the Asgardians are safe and migrating from their home, he assumes Loki is long gone. Asgard did blow the heck up after Surtur took over, but I was surprised that he was surprised whenever my character shows up alive and well again."
"Whatever, that's Thor for you. And now he has an eyepatch! I think it was supposed to be a parallel to Odin, who also had one over the same eye. And now he has the Asgardian throne! Because, after all, Asgard's not a place, it's a people," Nessa smiled up at Loki. "Did I get everything?"
"Well, I sure as heck didn't. I think I fell asleep at one point," Elphie slurred. "And speaking of which, I'd much like to go back to sleep now. Though I doubt that will happen." Elphaba got up shakily, saluted the group, and went over to climb the dresser and crawl into the box-bed she and Nessa shared.
"Sweet dreams, sis," Nessa called, then leaned in and whispered, "She didn't really fall asleep. She was immersed the whole time. But then, it was hard not to be. It was so epic! And active! And funny. A little weird to have the apocalypse be funny, but humor is appreciated in any case."
"Good film, yeah," Magneto agreed. "I'll give it a seven out of ten. No cameo from the X-Men, so that was disappointing."
"Any words from you, Loki?" I questioned, fingers at the ready over the keyboard.
He started by shaking his head, I guess still taken aback that he was actually delighted by a Thor movie after all the bad memories he's had with "Thors" in them. "No, I really did like it. I didn't expect to. Thor was funny. He was emotional. He was relatable. He was arrogant, dumb, stubborn... he was Thor. Loki was clever. He was charismatic. He was someone you rooted for. He was deceptive, sneaky, untrustworthy... he was the unexpected that you expected. The new characters, although some didn't seem to have a point at first, made sense to bring into the world of the series. I'm definitely looking forward to seeing the next Avengers. Now that one is going to be big."
"Good words." I said quietly, typing away. After all these years, I didn't think Loki would ever change his mind about Thor, much less be comfortable talking about the character without a terrible grudge. The movie was, needless to repeat, life-changing.


"I can see your smile, Elsa. You don't need to rub it in."
"Sorry." I covered my mouth politely with one hand, the other continued to work on this post.
"Hey, did you see the trailers at the beginning? There's going to be a Black Panther movie in February. Wanna go?"
"Like you know anything about Black Panther." Magneto was done, and he, too, was heading towards the dresser for bed.
Nessa stuck out her tongue. "Touché, sir," then she turned to Loki. "So? You up for another one in a few months?"
One last smile. "I'll think about it. But for now, we need to make sure we don't break the Code of Dolls."
"Right. Bedtime," Nessa started away, but then looked behind her. "That was really fun. Um... goodnight." She turned on her heel, toppling over her cape but catching herself midway. "I'm okay. Goodnight. Again."
At last Loki and I are left with a moment's silence. It's been nearly three years since we were found; him, Olaf, and I, in that order. I'd known him forever, ever since he opened by box and I comforted him with a nervous-sounded version of "Let It Go". We'd come far together. Olaf got a girlfriend and a fair amount of courage. I got a blog, a boyfriend, a sister, a second sister... the list goes on and on. But for Loki, he's always been sort of stagnant. Not like he refused to change, there just wasn't much of a reason to until now. Even if the only thing that changed was his opinion of Thor.
"Did you really have a good time?" I whispered.
"Yes. I did. I actually did," he nods, looks at the ground, smiles a little. "Maybe I wouldn't mind She getting a Thor sometime in the future. Maybe not anymore."
"That's great to hear. Goodnight, Loki."
"See you in the morning, Elsa."
Loki started off to bed, and I had to pack up quickly so everything in the Room She Lives In was the same as it had been before her shower. I'd have the finish the post a little later than November 3rd. But it would be out soon. After all, it was a life-changing movie I was writing about.


Hope you didn't mind the (albeit mild) swearing,
Queen Elsa

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Dolloween 2017

Since October 2015, every year Nessa and I had a scheme to create what we called a "Dolloween", or a doll Halloween celebration, but something always held us back. In 2015, we weren't sure what Halloween was, so what was the use of participating. And in 2016, the humans stayed home to hand out candy, and they were frequently coming and going from the house, leaving us with not much time to function. But this year was different. This year, Nessa and I planned ahead and recruited the help of Idina to create a Dolloween costume party for everyone. So, in the style of my fiftieth celebration post, I will be showing you pictures of each of the dolls and including some dialogue, this time for Halloween.
***
Magneto was the only doll who refused to dress up, so he picked a dark pair of sunglasses that were just his size to become a "Cool Guy". 


Although it did make his snarl look more like a smile, we weren't sure if the glasses made him any cooler. We played along anyway. 


Dorothy, of course, had to be a baker. The outfit came with a tiny chef's hat and a spoon from the kitchen, and she kept her basket stocked with candy to share.


A red rubber nose and a frilly pink necktie was all that was needed to make Olaf a clown. He told jokes the whole night, each one more (less) funny than the last.


For Nessa's costume, she used a couple of props borrowed from Bell and a new hat, which Magneto had a good time making fun of.
"Who are you supposed to be, Nicolas Cage?" He waved his hands around, his tone changing from mocking to an impression of the actor. "Ooh, I'm Nicolas Cage, and I'm going to steal the declaration of independence."
"You wouldn't dare!" Napoleon said, holding out his American flag like a sword.
Nessa frowned and straightened her hat. "Nicolas Cage doesn't wear cowboy hats. I'm a pirate."
"Pirates don't wear cowboy hats, either."
"This is the best I could do. I'm a new-age pirate, how's that?"
"I'll settle for that." Magneto agreed.


Per Nessa's request, Loki was an ice harvester, complete with a sled and scarf to match his dark green cape. I created him a little snowball with my magic, and his costume was done.


Bell was not the only one making jokes this year. For Dolloween, she wanted to be Belle, from Beauty and the Beast. Her glittery yellow pom-pom shoes added her own personal twist to the look. I can imagine many other little ones were Belle this year because of the new live action Beauty and the Beast film.


We're starting to think that Sven is smarter than he looks, because when we were talking about what costumes we would wear for Dolloween, he kept nudging us with his nose and whimpering like a dog. That inspired me, and we were able to dress Sven up as dog, using a thick red hair tie from She and one of the real dog's bone toys. Here Sven is displaying his "puppy dog eyes".


Idina, like Bell, went for another Disney character for Dolloween. She made a great Blue Fairy from Pinocchio.


The most creative costume award, if we were doing awards this year, would have to go to Napoleon. He was a dolphin trainer, made complete with a bucket of faux fish and a cardboard dolphin prop. His height makes it easier for you to see the skeleton Mickey shirt we used for a backdrop.


Elphaba took a pointer from the book Wicked, and became the character that inspired her name. With her matching blue witch hat and a broom raised triumphantly in the air, it looked like she was ready to "Defy Gravity".
"Alright, now I can believe Elphaba's a witch... but Nessa as Nicolas Cage?" Magneto questioned.
"For the last time, I am not Nicolas Cage!" Nessa cried, outraged.
Elphaba smirked, but knew better than to say anything.


The non-existent "most unusual" award would have gone to Benny for dressing up as Waldo from Where's Waldo. Apparently there is some history to this. For those who are British, his name is Wally, and he ended up getting his own television show inspired by the search-and-find books. But for Americans, we know him as Waldo. Either way, he's famous for wearing a red-and-white striped shirt and hiding in the most frustrating of places.


Moana was the most proud of her original costume. She decided to go as a koa, or Hawaiian warrior, for Halloween. With Bell's help, she fashioned herself a doll-sized spear out of paper, tape, twine, and beads. She wore the feathers-and-shells arm bands from her celebration outfit, and put her hair into a half-bun with a brown scrunchie. Of course, she couldn't forget her favorite necklace and animal friends.


Steve was a little snapped on creativity for what to do.
"I'm already a superhero. That's a costume in and of itself."
"And a popular one at that," Loki piped up. "Everybody wants to be Captain America."
"You can still be a hero. We just need to change things up a bit," said Anna. "Anyone know where She keeps the computer paper?"
Taking some tips from Bell and Moana, we were able to create a similarly made weapon for Steve, this time using one other ingredient: dental floss. It made a worthy string for his bow. We paired it with a brown bag filled with Q-tips to be arrows, and Steve was made into an archer.
"Am I Hawkeye?" He asked.
"Sure, just lose all your powers and make a couple of bad jokes." Said Loki.
"I don't get it." Said Olaf.
"Moving on!" I decided. "Where's Anelle and Kristoff?"
"Zey are not ready yet," Idina sighed. "I don't think zey like zheir costumes very much."
"Fine, Anna and I will go next," I pulled on her arm and handed Steve She's camera for a picture. "Come on, Elsa." I was referencing our costumes, which just involved a quick switch of clothing. I donned Anna's skirt, bodice, blouse, and boots, and she took my ice gown, cape, and Norwegian slippers.


"Does that make you Anna?" Anna asked.
"For tonight, yes." 
"And does that mean I get your powers?"
"Do you want to build a snowman?" I laughed.
Steve snapped the picture right when the She's bedroom room creaked open. We almost ran for the hills, but it was just Anelle and Kristoff that came through... dressed in attire set for a wedding.
Nessa's jaw dropped. "You guys are getting married? Right now?"
Kristoff covered his face with the hand not holding onto Anelle. "No, we're not getting married at all. This was Idina's idea."
"You remember, Elsa. You were there, right?" Said Anelle, looking less unhappy than Kristoff.
I recalled what had happened only a week or two ago. We had brought up the idea of a Dolloween costume party, and Idina loved that. Idina had ventured into the basement for the first time, but I guess she had forgotten to be afraid because of her love of fashion, and all the doll clothes and usable fabrics were down there. Idina had taken Anelle, Kristoff, and I into the basement with her so she didn't have to be alone. This gave her an idea.
"We need to do costumes dis year. We never do anything for Hallaween."
"Okay, what do you suggest?" I had wondered.
"Ev'ryone can reuse things that we find down here. But..." she had glanced sideways over at Kristoff and Anelle. "Some things I can help with."
Anelle and Kristoff exchanged looks and shrugged. They weren't sure where Idina was going with this either.
Idina began sashaying around, selecting different kinds of ribbons from a sewing bag. "Hallaween is my faf'rite time of the year."
"Really?" I hadn't expected that from Idina.
"Not for de spooks. For de costumes," she went back to her work, grabbing a small pair of sewing scissors and snipping away at the ribbon. "And dis year ever'one is going to be someone. Yes?"
None of us were brave enough to answer. I think we were all afraid of what would happen if we did.
"Anelle. Kristoff. Dis is your first Hallaween, yes?"


"Um, yes." Anelle stuttered.
"Then you must be the stars of the show. You will be bride and groom as ze costumes."
Kristoff pulled down on his eyelids. It had become very silent.
"You are close, yes?"
"Um, no thanks, we're really not..." Anelle tried to say.
"Yeah, we're just friends." Kristoff finished her statement without any trouble at all.
"Hallaween is supposed to be scary," Idina said, already taking their measurements. "You will be scared to marry each-other, yes?"
Two slow nods.
"Then it works. We haf a tuxedo already for you, Kristoff, and some shoes as well. Just hope zey will fit. And for you, Anelle, I'll take care of the gown."
Anelle's mouth opened and closed in protest, but the words never came out.
"We haf orange and black ribbon, and one with little spiders all over. Maybe I will make Hallaween outfits, or maybe not. We'll see," Idina beamed. "Oh, it will be magnificent!"
Magnificent, however, was not the word that the couple had thought of. Nightmare was more like it, or embarrassing, or horrible, or...
"Terrifying." Anelle gulped.
Kristoff finished with, "I get to marry my fake sister. Weird."
But there was no arguing with Idina. We didn't have a clue on how long she had been planning this, possibly since Anelle and Kristoff were first found, but it was hard to tell. Idina is not very open with her secrets, or with any words at all. But she was open with her talent. And when Kristoff and Anelle were finally ready to fight embarrassment and show off their Dollaween costumes, that much was obvious.


Idina had reused a doll-sized tuxedo top from the treasure trove of clothes in the basement for Kristoff. It was a shiny black satin blazer with white polka dots all over, and a hot pink undershirt beneath that. Anelle's gown was a pleated, snowy white at the top and a classic long skirt at the end, with a matching hot pink ribbon to accessorize. A classic tulle with white beads was used both as a veil and a mermaid tail finish to the gown.
"You made that?" Olaf whispered. "You're good. I always knew you were, though."
Idina blushed happily. "I am quite proud of it, as much as zey liked to protest."
"Gosh, I love weddings," Anna said wistfully. "Idina, can you make a wedding gown for me, next?"
"You're not getting married." I reminded her.
"One day I will. And when that day comes, I'll be asking for Idina to make my dress."
Nessa pointed a finger back and forth at each of them. "So... you're not getting married. Is that right?"
"No, we're not getting married. But you do look pretty handsome in that tuxedo, Kristoff..." Said Anelle, her voice trailing off into giggles.
"Yeah, you too," Kristoff shook his head frantically. "No! Not handsome. Pretty. I meant pretty. You look... pretty pretty, too. Ugh, what am I saying?!"
I crossed my arms and looked smugly down at Idina. She's got her secrets, sure, but I think we were starting to share one. For Anelle and Kristoff, there may be something there that wasn't there before. And that was the scariest thing of all for this Halloween.


Happy Dolloween,
Queen Elsa

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

She's Finding Day

Even though She's finding day... er... birthday, was on the 20th, I still feel obligated to publish this post. I know it's days late, but honestly, did you expect me to be punctual? I guess if you're new to the blog, my advice is to not expect anything, unless it is the unexpected.
***
By default, winter is my most favorite time of year, but when October rolled around, fall became a close second, if it wasn't already. I was reminded of how many good things were going on in the humans' house all at once. Baking pies, lighting fires, and bringing in bouquets of marigolds and fallen leaves to accessorize the dinner table. But those were just the little things. In October there were two birthdays to celebrate, both She and her sister's.
Being dolls, we'd never heard much of how the birthdays went in the past, since the parties were always out of the house and rather hush-hush as not to spoil any surprises. But this year, She's party was spoken loudly and frequently, and when word reached the Room She Lives In, it was hard not to talk about it, too.
"A murder mystery dinner!" Nessa swooned, falling back dramatically into my arms. Anna, Elphaba, Nessa and I were trying to be subtle spys by pressing our ears against a crack in the door to better hear what the humans were saying about the party downstairs. "Do you think She will be taking a purse with her to the party? 'Cause if so, I can sneak inside and go along, too."
"If you're going, I'm going," Elphie said. "And then we'll give ourselves away for sure. Two ornaments do not weigh the same as a tube of lipstick or a handkerchief."
Secretly I was just as torn as the smaller sisters. A murder mystery dinner was an unknown genre of party to us, but could you imagine how fun it would be? A funny character for everyone to be, while they browsed their scripts and dined on five courses of excellent food, catered to all the tastes of the guests, set in a historic tea shop in the coziest part of town. It sounded like a dream... or a nightmare. "Murder" was the only word that I wasn't so fond of.
"We might as well stop acting like we're invited. This party is for humans only, and like it or not, we're staying here for She's birthday." Elphie turned away from the door.
"That doesn't mean we can't do something fun," Nessa pulled back on Elphie's cape, trying to reason with her all-too-reasonable sister. "Why don't we have a murder mystery dinner here? I can get the decorations, Dorothy and Idina would be happy to cook, and Elsa can write a script for each of us," Nessa's aqua-green eyes looked up at me, begging. "Right, Elsa?"



"I'd love to. But I don't think having a 'murder' party is such a great idea."
"Nobody has to get murdered! It's not like dolls can really die anyway. One of us can just get injured, or something. I don't know. But it would be fun!"
Anna laughed lightly, and locked eyes with me. She looked doubtful that such a thing would be fun.
"Let's... change the subject." I decided.
"Yes," Anna said thankfully. "We love our humans, and it's great that we've having some birthdays, but I think we have other things to worry about. We have a ton of finding days right here coming up in the next two months."
Nessa had given up spying and we followed her away from the door and back to the dresser. "I still think we should do something."
"I think not doing anything is something enough." Loki was there on the dresser reading, and I could tell by his tone of voice that his politics were about to come into the light.
"We should get her a present at the very least."
Loki shook his head from what I could see behind the dust jacket-less book. "Birthdays are human things, it's not like we can celebrate them. Besides, we can't violate the Code of Dolls."
"Stupid Code." Nessa grumbled, rolling onto her stomach and kicking her boots in the air.
"Like or or not, Nessa, the Code exists for a purpose. Not only does it protect humans, it protects us. Have you seen them react to horror movies? They couldn't handle a doll coming to life in reality. They'd salt and burn us for possession."
Anna blinked in surprise. Yeah, that sounded a like a fate worse than death to us.
"She wouldn't." Nessa insisted.
"Well, maybe She wouldn't. But other humans that find out might. So we have to keep our 'Happy Birthdays' to a minimum, okay? That's all I'm saying."
Elphie sighed and began to pick at the ends of her braid. That conversation had gone nowhere.
"Party pooper," said Nessa, sticking her tongue out at Loki when his face was safely buried in the book. But then she scrambled over to us and motioned for Anna and I to bring our ears to her level. "He said 'keep it to a minimum', right? That doesn't mean 'not at all'."



Anna winced. "I'm not sure. We can celebrate our own finding days, remember? We should probably play it safe."
Nessa thought I was her last chance. "Elsa? You think so, too?"
I nodded wordlessly. Not like I haven't risked the Code of Dolls before, but if Anna and Loki agreed, then it was no use to protest.
"You guys are boring." She sounded disgusted.
"Let's go do something else. Thinking about this makes it worse," Anna stood and pulled me to my feet, and we jumped from the dresser hand-in-hand. "Why don't we see what Day of the Dead decorations She has? I hear there's a sugar skull ice cube tray, Elsa."
Anna knew exactly what to say to get my mind off of saltings and burnings and mystery parties. I'm the only doll I know who gets excited about ice cube trays.
The decorations were all in a shoebox in the corner of She's room, and we played with that for a while. There was a giant glittery calavera (sugar skull), a couple of non-live ornaments, and the ice cube tray, among others. Elphie joined us there, finding enjoyment in sorting and organizing each object, and we figured Nessa needed some time to pout, so we didn't bother forcing her to come.
When the humans left the house an hour later, we felt it safe to move around freely. Steve came by to visit and I found an advantage of being somebody's girlfriend: making your partner do favors for you when you're lazy. I requested he take the ice cube tray downstairs to freeze the water we had gathered from the bathroom sink.
"What, are your powers not working today?" He teased.
"No. It's just more fun to wait sometimes."
"It's water. Freezing. In a silicone mold. That's fun?"
"Yep. Thanks."
Steve smiled and rolled his eyes, but I knew he cared when he took the ice cube tray in his arms, careful not to spill the water, and pushed away She's bedroom door with his shoulder to head on down to the freezer. I felt warm inside knowing that I was his girlfriend.
But it didn't take long for disaster to strike.
Because somebody else was not feeling so warm.



First I heard the pleated plastic sound of Steve's combat boots, leaping two stairs at a time, and realizing that he wouldn't be running so quickly without a reason. Then there was the door being shoved open, the words "I need everyone downstairs. Now." And before you knew it, the stairs took on a blur of shuffling skirts and thumping feet, racing mindlessly for who knew what- but Steve.
He directed us to the kitchen, where the first thing I saw was the ice cube tray, tipped over on the opposite side with a puddle of water leaking out. What a shame.
Olaf was the first to scream, but not over the ice cube tray.
Nessa lay a little off to the side of puddle, her body stiff and blue.
Idina took action. A plush hand on Nessa's face, on an arm plastered to her side, on her encrusted frosty hair. "She's ice cold."
Elphaba was devastated. She pushed her way past the much larger dolls and fell at her sister's side. "How did this happen?" She asked, more emotion coming into her voice then I thought possible. Her eyes, big and blue, fell onto Steve.
His hands rubbed his face from the mask down. "I don't know. I come downstairs to put something in the freezer, and she just... falls out. Stiff as a board and not responding."
"Why?"
"Her face is frozen. She can't respond."
Steve was right. Nessa's eyes had molded into a state of shock, almost pain, and her mouth only a thin line of two lips stuck together.
"No," Elphie snapped. "I know why that is. But why would such a thing happen to Nessa?"
Steve was lost. He looked tired, despite it only being close to noon.
"Somebody must have done something to her." Olaf whispered.
"We need to conduct an investigation," Loki decided. "Steve, you were the one who first found Nessa here. I think it would be best if we worked as a team."
"Make it a team of three!" Moana stepped forward. One hand was on Olaf's shoulder, the other held her necklace for strength or luck. "I'll help you solve the mystery."
"Fine. Team of three. But first thing's first. Elphie, I need you to get Nessa thawed as soon as possible. The greatest evidence would come directly from her. I suggest keeping her away from water and things that could melt her plastic."
Elphie nodded solemnly. Idina helped her lift Nessa's body, and the crowd watched silently as she was carried away to the living room and placed on a pile of blankets.



Loki was already equipped with a notebook and pen from the kitchen counter. "Since we're conducting an investigation and this is serious business, nobody is to leave this room until you are assumed suspect or proven guilty, alright?" He flipped a page. "First clue: she was found in the freezer. Steve, why were you going down to the freezer in the first place?"
"This ice cube tray Elsa gave me needed to be frozen," Steve pointed at the mess on the floor, which seemed less important now that Nessa was in danger. "I was taking it down here to do that."
Loki raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? An since when did Elsa, the Snow Queen, need an appliance to freeze water?"
Everyone's icy gaze traded Steve for me. I rubbed my hands together nervously. Were they glowing blue?
"I didn't want to use my powers." I told them, my voice barely above a whisper.
"And why is that? Because they were already spent on freezing an entire doll?"
Anna was outraged. "How dare you assume something like that? Elsa would never... she loves Nessa! Nessa was her own sister before Elphaba and me, and besides, her switch hasn't been on the whole day."
"Can you prove that?"
"Well... no." Anna went quiet, her rage simmering down.
"Because you can just turn your switch on and off at will."
"Yes."
Loki stared down at the notepad, seemingly torn. "I'm sorry Elsa, but you're in the suspects column for now. That can change, if we find someone more fitting of this crime."
Anna grabbed my arm. "Elsa didn't do it."
"And I'll need more than just your word as proof, Anna. This is serious," he locks eyes with everyone in the room, one at a time. "Until the investigation is complete, we must forget that we are friends. We must overlook bias to come to the most logical conclusion. Everybody understand?"
Nobody answers. Loki takes this as a yes.
He passes another miniature notepad and pen to Steve. "You know how to write, correct?"



"I taught myself in the attic, yes."
"Good. We'll split the group in two, and we each take a half. I want you to find out as much information as you can, then put them in a column of 'innocent' or 'potentially guilty'."
"Are you forgetting something?" It's Moana again. She's the only one who doesn't seem affected by all of this. Her smile was an unusual light in such darkness, and her narrowed eyes challenged Loki. Could she have been the one who shut Nessa in the freezer? "I thought we were a team of three. You said so."
Loki wishes she would have forgotten. "Right. You deserve a notepad too, but don't think you're exempt from an interrogation. No one is."
"No one is. Right. Including you?"
"Yes, me, too."
And just like that, the group was split into three parts instead. Unlucky for me, Steve went to go ask Elphaba and Idina his questions, but I suppose if we're no longer friends, then what did it matter if I got him or not? Moana was set on snatching up Loki for an interview right away, so that left the rest of us to talk amongst ourselves and makes not-so subtle accusations that involved frowns and whispers.
Anna pressed her lips into a very fine line, straight across. Her eyes just kept blinking and looking around, but never at me. She talked in repititive phrases muttered to herself, "Oh, Elsa, what has happened to our family?"
***
I am unfamiliar with the pen.
My information for Loki are little more than chicken scratches from HeiHei. And the notepad is difficult to hold, but for Nessa, I have to do it.
I'd already gotten Loki's alibi. Apparently he had spent the morning reading on the dresser and wouldn't have any chance to harm Nessa. After a quick search through She's room, I found that Loki had been right, but I also found that the dust jacket to the book was missing, leaving it without a title or an author.
I doubted She had any books on "how to freeze an ornament" lying around, because this wasn't an ordinary accident. Still, I thought that was suspicious.



So I made it my mission to hunt down the dust jacket. And Loki wasn't allowed to leave my side for a second- that was my rule. If he did hurt Nessa, then he was a danger to the other dolls. I wasn't risking that. He was only a little bothered that he was missing out on his detective job with the others.
"Maybe it fell back behind the dresser. Steve called us to action so quickly that things could have moved around."
"Hm. You're right. You should go check. You're smaller."
He eyes me skeptically. "Don't try anything shifty behind my back."
"Why would I? I'm not a suspect like you."
"The only reason you put me down as suspect is because you know Nessa has a crush on me and I don't return it. That's no reason to freeze a girl," Loki snapped. "And you, Moana, haven't been interrogated yet."
"So you think I'm a suspect?" I rocked back and forth on my heels as Loki pressed against the wall and snuck behind the dresser. "Go ahead, then, and ask me some questions."
"I don't have my notepad."
"Use mine."
He sighed. "Where were you this morning before the incident?"
"Climbing with Magneto in the basement."
Loki almost laughs. "Magneto climbs?"
"I do the climbing. He's my belayer."
"You were in the basement, and not in your position, when humans were in the house?"
"Yeah."
"And when Nessa disappeared, did you see if she was alone?"
"I didn't see her at all. She never came down into the basement, and I couldn't hear anything, either."
"So whoever did it was really quiet... okay..." He's thinking. Then he drags a large dust jacket out into the light. "This is the book jacket to the one I was reading. Happy?"
"Very!"



The cover shows the silhouette of a man's face in side profile. He's got a funny hat and a pipe sticking out from his mouth, a curl of smoke the same color as his shadow rising into the air.
"Who is that?"
"This is The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle," when I didn't respond, he added, "It's a collection of mysteries."
"Why were you reading mysteries? Because you wanted to commit a crime yourself?" It did seem awful fishy. Why would Loki be so fast to place himself as a detective? Did he want to avoid suspicion of being the one who pushed Nessa into the freezer?
"I assure you it's a coincidence. But it did come in handy now."
I frowned at him and wrapped the dust jacket in my arms. This was a clue, and he wasn't going to take that away.
He laughed at me. "You've got to be kidding, Moana. If you really think I'm the one who did it..."
I grasped the cover tighter. Why the laughter? Was I next?
"Can't you see the obviousness of this case? Who's the one doll we know that has always had something against Nessa?"
I longed for my oar, just so I could point it at him. "You?"
"No, think about it. Who would have the motivation to do such a thing to Nessa? Who always argues with her, calls her out on things, and whispers comments behind her back?"
From my knowledge, Loki didn't do any of those things, but neither did any other doll I knew.
"It's Magneto."
Now I really wish I had my oar. "Not my lolo."
Loki's done in the Room She Lives In. He went for the door quickly, probably realizing that what he said to me actually makes sense to him. "Yes. Your lolo. Believe it or not, Moana, before you came, he was a pain to deal with, and Nessa was his attitude's favorite target. But you've changed him somehow. I don't know why..." he studied me. I stared daggers back. "But that's a mystery for another day. We need to find Magneto and interview him now."



I wasn't dropping the dust jacket, however. I sprinted to catch up with him, trying to think about when I had last seen Magneto. It hadn't been since this morning's climb. I felt sick. The pieces were starting to add up, and the puzzle it created made my best friend a criminal.
***
Nobody had obeyed Loki's rules not the leave the room until their interview, including Loki himself, surprisingly, so Anna and I felt it was more important to go check on Nessa.
She was still laying on the pile of blankets, thankfully less blue now, but still frozen stiff. Idina was constantly bustling around, fixing every little detail to ensure things were just right for Nessa. Elphaba knelt at her sister's side, continually patting her hand in hopes that it might encourage thawing.
"How is she?" Anna asked.
Idina tutted. "Very slow recovery. But still will recover."
"That's good. Is there anything we can do?"
Elphie looked up, her eyes meeting mine. Instinctively I drew my hands into my chest. I couldn't touch Nessa and make Elphie think I would freeze her.
"It's okay, Elsa, I know it wasn't you." She said.
"Thank you." I lower my hands but still keep my distance.
"When Steve came around I told him that you and Anna were in the Room She Lives In the entire time with me. He believes me and says there's no need to interview you two anymore..." Elphie nods instead to the kitchen, were Anna and I had just come from. But there hadn't been such chaos a few minutes ago.
Steve had roped together the other dolls we haven't seen all day, including Bell, Dorothy, Anelle, Kristoff, and the Nutcracker brothers. Anelle and Kristoff were on the chopping block, the both of them looking nervous and confused.
"Steve... I can't even stand, much less walk, much less put Nessa in a freezer. You really think it's me?"



Steve was also uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, but I have to interview everybody and put their name on this list."
"I thought we were cool, Steve..." said Kristoff. "With the ice hockey games and everything..."
Steve straightened his back. "This is not a time for ice hockey. I rarely address my title, but I think you ought to know that I am a Captain, and my title does hold some power over you, especially in this time of seriousness."
They continue to argue. I pull myself away, hurt. "I'll be happy to see Nessa up and well again. She's not the only one who's suffering."
"True, true," said Idina. "I thought perhaps we shouldn't care about the mystery. To me all that mattered was getting Nessa back on her feet. But now I can see the importance of it."
"Wish it didn't have to involve such a fight." I muttered.
"Things will be better once we catch the criminal."
"And then what? What will happen to the criminal?"
Anna pushed her bangs behind her ear, only for them to fall out again. "I- I don't know."
"We know!" Loki calls, louder than I've heard him shout before. He strides into the room with confidence and judgement in each footstep, and Moana slinks behind him, nearly hiding behind a dust jacket wrapped in her arms.
I gasp. Was Moana the criminal?
Loki addresses us. "Where is Magneto? Have you seen him at all?"
We shake our heads. "Not today."
He suddenly thrusts his scepter into the air like a possessed man. "Aha, see, Moana? Your lolo is guilty."
Despite her case of timidness, Moana still fights back. "You don't know that. We need to find him first."
"Find who?" The infamous grumpy keychain had crawled his way up from the basement stairs with perfect timing. Perfectly bad timing.



Moana found it difficult to bring her jaw from the ground. "Were you down there the whole time?"
"Yeah, I'm small. I can't walk stairs," he wrinkled his nose Moana's way. "'Cause someone left me in the basement alone." Magneto frowned and brushed himself off, lint and carpet dust shedding from his clothing. "Hey, what's with the faces? What's going on?"
Loki's excitement had drained. "Okay, back to the drawing board. It obviously isn't you."
"Nessa was found in the freezer this morning. We're trying to figure out who put her in there, and Loki assumed it was you."
Magneto rolled his eyes. "Well, you know what they say about assuming. Is Nessa able to tell us who did it?"
"No. Her mouth is frozen shut."
"That's unfortunate," said Magneto, but his mouth cracked apart in a sinister grin. "Wish we'd thought of that sooner."
"Maybe she needs a true love's kiss," Moana joked. When we all flashed her strange glances, she responded, "What? That's how the movie went... an act of true love will thaw a frozen heart."
"Zat's an idea," said Idina. "We on worked on getting her entire body warm. We should have focuzed on the mouth."
"Anybody want a kiss?"
"Wait," Elphaba sounded like she was onto something. "Has everyone been interviewed?"
Steve nodded, but then pointed to Magneto. "Not him."
"Any leads?"
"Just Magneto. But now that's been negated."
Elphie stomped over to Nessa, her face more angry than sad now. "She doesn't need true love's kiss. What she needs is a sister's slap." And with that, Elphie raised her hand and smacked Nessa across the face, then pressed down onto her mouth. Then there was a noise. It had come from Nessa.
Her voice squeaked, and she yawned and blinked multiple times. She smiled dreamily at Idina as Elphie prepared another strike in case the need arose.



"I was having the most wonderful dream," she cooed. "Unfortunately I had to wake up to pain."
"Nessa, this is important. If you can recall, you ended up in the freezer this morning. We've been trying to figure out who could have put you in there."
"Oh. It was Sven."
"SVEN?!"
"Yeah. He's my buddy. He's everyone's buddy, really, and if you bribe him with a belly rub, he'll do whatever you ask of him. Even if it means standing on his back to crawl into the freezer," Nessa paused. "Why do you look so mad?"
"Because we thought one of our friends was a criminal the entire morning. We weren't trusting anyone, and now, as it turns out, it was the stupid reindeer that did it."
"Never thought to interview an animal, did we?" Steve whispered to Loki.
"Sven's not stupid. Just gullible. All I wanted to do was have a murder mystery party like She was for her birthday, and when you guys dissed the idea upstairs, I decided to take matters into my own hands. The cold only hurt for a little bit, but when my eyelids froze, I just kind of passed out."
"Well it wasn't a very good idea."
"I'm sorry," Nessa sighed. "That's not what I meant to do. I just wanted us to have some fun."
I was happy to see things were turning out alright again. "Why don't we go up to the Room She Lives In and celebrate with some chocolate instead?"
We all agreed that was a good idea. And it's very difficult to be enemies when there's chocolate to be had. Our relationships mended quickly with the power of forgiveness and chocolate sea salt caramels. And we all agreed that if we were ever going to have a mystery party, or at least something like it in the future, then maybe it shouldn't be a surprise.
Finally, since Moana contributed something to the post, it was the best decision to bring back the team-up sign-out picture of her and I.



Happy Birthday to She,
Queen Elsa and Moana of Motunui