Look at how many people have dethroned me!

Oh dear, I can't control my powers-

*ice goes everywhere*

*runs away*

If you remember, Elsa takes the crown with her to the North Mountain. No one can follow me here and take the crown away...

*builds palace*

*sings Let it Go*

Ah, but I am Anna. And I meet Kristoff, Sven, Olaf, etc., wander through the realm of Arendelle chased by wolves, and eventually wind up at your ice palace. However, this is rather unavailing because you have smashed the crown during Let It Go. What a waste of time. Especially since I now get a frozen heart (how tiring)...

Now I rush back to Arendelle. However, I am getting too far ahead... your turn, Queen er sort-of queen Elsa.

Oh, you're Elsa?

And you're Anna?

Well you know what I am?

Stressed. Fear me and feel my wrath.  

Let it go, let it go, can't hold it back anymore, let it go, let go-oh, turn away and slam the door 

I'll go and sing myself (which I'm sure sounds twice as bad as yours)

Time for me to sing Some Things Never Change and get the crown again. Because, of course, Elsa can't refuse me anything... Therefore, I am Queen of Arendelle!

Mmm

Okay

But

Now the crown is actually chicken noodle soup, and you have chicken noodle soup all over you, and I'm winning   

First alphabet soup, now chicken noodle soup! This is too much!!!!

I actually remember that Rora, after making my magical amethysts into powder, transported a lot of them to Saturn's ring.

*struggles out of soup*

*gets into black hole that goes to Saturn*

*gathers all the dust*

Powder isn't very powderful, or powerful. But they're better than nothing - 

*takes away all the chicken noodle soup forever*

And I happen to be winning.

At least. Let me rephrase that. They are very powderful, but not so powerful

Hey, that was my dinner! Not cool. 

How about wonton soup instead? That's good. Yes, okay, everything is wonton soup now. Thank you and good night 

Eye am gonna wind [:<

*steals the crown and throws it into Hex's Igneous Abyss*

thank you, Hawkstar, for the crown.

and thank you, Hex, for the Abyss.

*strolls through the LAST TO POST gardens, whistling We Are the Champions*  

Well. I am in a fiery abyss being burnt to cinders. How quaint. However, I must object to the shortening of Igneous Abyss to Abyss, being rude and vulgar way of calling it. That would be like calling me He— or H—. It just doesn't work.

Also, Darkvine, if you are sipping lemonade in a "wine" glass, why is called a wine glass glass at all? It contains lemonade, and therefore should be called a lemonade glass.

And, while I feel as if I could quite easily break the seal on the Igneous Abyss, I shall stay in here a while longer to please the powers that be who sent me here but also because I like quite being consumed by ravaging flames. It tickles.