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Luisa grimaced as Fuega wailed out apologies to a now melted Olaf as the somehow burned jolly snowman tried to sooth her with a panicked Ryder.
To no avail, of course, because despite what some might claim the little red head didn't like the idea of hurting anyone, even accidentally, letting alone actually doing it. And she was also very sensitive.
It was honestly no surprise that her accidentally burning and melting Olaf when hugging because he told her he liked “nice warm hugs” would upset her.
Why Luisa nor Ryder hadn't thought of that, the strong woman would never know. But she did know one thing.
Dolores was going to kill her.
Dolores had been reluctant to let them take Fuega with them to visit Arendelle but Ryder had reassured her over and over again that Elsa could help her daughter get over her fear of her powers. Saying Fuega would love Arendelle and Elsa and all the snow.
Snow none of them had considered would now melt because of Fuega's still new-ish powers.
Snow, which Olaf was made of.
“It's okay, I've melted before!”
Fuega wailed louder and cowered away from Ryder. “Go away! I don't wanna burn you ta mush!”
Dolores was going to kill Luisa.
Then Pepa would bring her back and incinerate her and Ryder both.
This was a horrible idea.