“Ow!” The first swat caught him off guard, over his winter trousers fitted for the weather. “Well, or do something! C’mon, not in public! What if someone sees, or-or if that wind spirit came back?!”

"I hope someone will see, then we can get some help, in case you didn't noticed we are lost." SMACK! Her hand landed again. "And if that spirit comes back it will see how I deal with rude, young boys." SPANK! SWAT! SLAP!

“Ack…!” The teen bowed his head, before he tried to look over his shoulder at the one clearly in charge. “I know we are lost but-ouch! Ngh, we can’t be that far from the queen anyway! C’mon, lemme up! This is kid’s stuff anyway!”

"And exactly what a naughty little boy like you deserved." She said giving him five more stinging spanks over his pants. "And coun't yourself lucky! If it wasn't cold here this would be on the bare bottom."

“Nnnngh… ouch! Ah… you wouldn’t… in public!” he yelled, thumping the tip of his shoe against the ground as one of his hands went to grab onto Anna’s ankle. With a grunt, he tried to kick and squirm but all he could try to do was yelp and bargain.

Meanwhile, Olaf the snowman seemed to already find his own path down nowhere. He tried calling out anyone such as Elsa, Anna, the broody boy with a sword and even someone called Samantha.the last name he laughed at as who was she anyway?