Monday: B Movie Titles

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Hi guys! I'm mahmfic, back for another week of hosting here at comment_fic! Today's theme is B Movie Titles. The prompt should be the title of a B Movie or a low budget crappy movie. If you still aren't 100% sure what a B movie is or just can't think of any B movie titles, Google is your friend.

The rules still haven't changed:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples...
+ Phineas and Ferb, any, Sharknado
+ Psych, Shawn and Gus, Blacula
+ Cabin Pressure, Carolyn, The Leech Woman

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[tigriswolf]

Disney, any Disney 'princess,' Foodfight!

Fill: "necessary steps for warrior training", 1/1, Frozen/Mulan, Gen

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“Warrior Mulan,” Elsa began, black-gloved fingertips pressed together as she spoke.

“Just Mulan is fine,” Mulan said hurriedly, picking a mashed pea out of her dark hair. “I mean, Mulan is fine, your majesty.”

“Please, call me Elsa,” Elsa said, attempting to keep both anger and amusement out of her voice. “Now, Mulan. I trust you’ve been happy here in Arendelle?”

“Yes, very happy,” Mulan said, nodding. “Winter has always had a special place in my heart. Did you know I fought the war in the winter? Survived with just a blanket, a horse, a dragon, and a cricket. And a sword, I had a sword too, but…” Mula trailed off, still weakly smiling at Elsa. “Yes, your majesty—Elsa. I’m very happy here.”

“She’s up to something,” Anna whispered from next to Mulan, nudging Mulan with her elbow. She had a smear of chocolate glaze on the sleeve of her pink dress.

“Anna,” Elsa said, voice tired. She held up a hand—a hand that used to mean incoming snow and ice but only meant little sisters need to hush up to Anna. “I’m not up to something. I just cannot help but wonder how a decorated war hero, a woman who has travelled such far lengths, who has left her family and her husband to come and train my brave sister in the art of battle, could somehow be involved in this.” She held her hands out, gesturing to Mulan and Anna, sitting next to each other in the hallway, covered in squashed, mashed, and tossed remnants of their noon meal.

“It was my fault,” Anna said. “Mostly.” She grimaced as a spot of cold mashed potato slid down her cheek, landing with a forlorn splat on her shoulder. “You see, we were just eating a meal before training, a small meal, really…”

“Forgive me, I didn’t know four courses was small.” Elsa rubbed her temples.

“Anyways,” Anna continued, “we were eating, and somehow, the food just…flew away?” She smiled sweetly, cheeks plump and pink, and not even Elsa was immune to their charm.

“For what it’s worth,” Mulan said sheepishly, “I got into a similar, uh, conflict when I was training for war. It ended with me meeting my three best friends. After they tried to beat me up, of course.”

Elsa, long tired of the conversation, simply turned and swished down the hallway, her blue skirts swirling with tiny snowflakes. “I’m glad you and Anna can play, Mulan,” she said, making her way back to the throne room. “I’m afraid I missed out on that when we were girls together.”

Mulan smiled. “Of course, Elsa.”

“But,” Elsa said, turning around and grinning before she opened the doors, “I suppose you’ll have even more fun helping Anna clean the dining room this afternoon.”

“I knew she was up to something,” Anna groaned, flicking a berry at Mulan.

Mulan just stood, holding out her hands to Anna. “Come on, let’s go. I bet we can get Mushu to toast us some marshmallows afterwards.”

“That’s so cool. Has he met Olaf yet?”

Re: Fill: "necessary steps for warrior training", 1/1, Frozen/Mulan, Gen

[tigriswolf]

*sporfle* This is adorable. Thank you!