Elsa's POV

I open my eyes and see I'm in Anna's bed and remember last night, I stayed with her until she fell asleep. Mom and dad didn't come home. I don't know where they are or why they aren't with us but in the back of my head I know they didn't make it.

I get out of bed and go downstairs and see Anna is in the kitchen making waffles silently. I walk up to her and look at her with sympathy, "Anna they will come home. Their flight must have gotten delayed, they will be home soon, tonight probably. Just don't think the worse, have hope." I tell her and she looks at me with a sad smile. I think she knows to

"You're right, they will be home soon and we'll go to the secure home and be ok." She nods and I fake smile. She definitely knows...

I then look at the pancakes, "so what's for breakfast today?" I ask and she smiles at the mention of food. If there's one thing about Anna she loves her food.

"Blueberry pancakes. With squooshie cream!" She says happily then gets the blueberries while I get the whipped cream. She for some reason calls it 'squooshie', I don't know why.

I start with her pancake, "ok tell me when to stop." I tell her and she nods and I begin to put cream onto the pancake. I keep going and going and I just look at her face, she isn't going to tell me to stop is she? "Ok that's enough." I giggle at her and she sighs then tops the mountain of squooshie cream with blueberries.

I put an small amount of whipped cream on mine then top it with blueberries and fold it like you would with a wrap and eat it. We both sigh satisfied after eating our breakfast then laugh at ourselves.

"So Elsa, what are we gonna do today?" She asks and I shrug. I mean what is there to do, it's the zombie apocalypse? At least the mood has lightened, I don't want her to be sad, we still have eachother,

"What do you want to do?" I ask her instead of saying nothing at all.

She looks at me with a sad look, "I think we should pack the camper." She says then looks at me, "just incase mom and dad don't come home."

I frown at her but nod. I don't believe mom and dad are ever going to come home either. I can't hide from the truth forever; mom and dad are dead.

"Ok, let's do that." I agree and she nods and we go to pack up the camper. I hope mom and dad don't return when we leave