"Come on Sven," Kristoff said tiredly, "We need to haul more ice!" Kristoff was exhausted, he was now the kingdom's royal ice deliverer, and boy have the hours been tight. It was only his first week and he was already half asleep.
"Who knew so many people want ice after, y'know all that mess..." Kristoff laughed, Sven grunted an "I don't know" grunt. "C'mon buddy, a few more to go..." Kristoff hacked the ice with extreme strength with his pick axe, working hard cutting through the thick layer of ice that was the lake the buddies were standing on.
Sven on the other hand, had no reason to be tired, he was just plain lazy. He didn't care if the ice got back safe or not, he just wanted carrots.
As Kristoff hauled the last block of ice onto the sleigh, something snapped.
"Oh crap!" He gasped, running to the cause of the noise. "Aw man, looks like this...thingamabober came off...oh well, we'll fix it when we get back. Now run Sven!"
Sven galloped through the snow swiftly and gallantly for about 5 seconds. The sleigh began to tip over while he was running.
"Looks like that thingamabober was important after all." Sven's human companion wondered.
Then, BANG CRASH SMASH!
Kristoff and Sven went tumbling down a large snowy hill, sleigh and all.
When Sven regained consciousness, it was all a blur, all he remembered was falling down the hill then he was there, at the bottom of a large hill stuck in the snow.
Sven grunted annoyed, and struggled to get himself out from the snow but succeeded in the end. Sven's mild annoyance changed to worry when he didn't spot Kristoff anywhere in the debris of the sleigh. Sven began to freak out, but he realized it was almost nighttime so he had to find shelter quick.
A little ways away the reindeer found a small cave with blue ice coating the inside like a nice, blue lair. Sven wandered inside, peering at the frozen stalactites and stalagmites with awe. Sven ventured deeper into the den, hoping not to come across any bears or wolves already living inside. It seemed completely empty for the most part, the only exception of life in the cave was him. The reindeer soon realized he was hungry, and started to remember Kristoff bringing him carrots and such. Sven didn't dare go outside at an hour like this, something would for sure eat him before he eats. So he wandered the cave hoping to find anything edible, and then, there it was.
The most perfect glistening icy blue berries dangling on a branch above Sven's head. They almost seemed like they were glowing he was so hungry. Without hesitation, the reindeer kept into the air, teeth biting the branch, snapping it, and the reindeer falling on his bottom. At least he got the berries. Sven ate the berries in one sitting, they were horribly bitter, but at least it was something. Then the reindeer closed his eyes, and fell asleep.