Olaf walked down the streets of Arendelle, feeling down. He'd tried to hit it off with this smoking hot snowlady (well, she was made of snow, so maybe not that hot). She'd rejected him for one of the buff snowmen he'd seen on Main Street.

He looked up at his cloud. "Oh, Cloud, what would I do without you?"

The cloud didn't answer. "Typical." he muttered.

He continued his lonely walk, thinking about whether he'd ever find love. He thought about Anna and Kristoff, and how happy they were. He thought about the beautiful snowlady, and how she would have been much happier with him.

He'd been strolling wistfully for a few minutes when a delicious smell found its way to his carrot-nose. He stopped in his tracks. It was a new smell, something unsmelled before. He turned his head in the direction of the smell, and started running. Flat out sprinting.

The smell was coming from a stand. The top of the stand read "Nachos". He said to the man running the stand "What are Nachos?"

The man did a double take, surprised to see a snowman at his store. "They're a type of food, from a country called Mexico."

"Huh." said Olaf. "Can I have some?"

"Sure." said the totally unsure vendor. He passed Olaf a hot tray of nachos. Olaf walked off, suddenly happier.

He picked up one of the cheesy nachos. He looked at it and took a bite. He almost fainted with the realisation that he'd missed out on this heavenly goodness for his whole life. He picked up another one and ate it. He ate some more and before he knew it they were gone. He ran back to the vendor and asked for more, which he received.

"Oh, Nachos. I can't eat you! You're to heavenly... and..." he paused, choking out the words "I love you."

He couldn't bring himself to eat any more. He resolved to carrying it around with him everywhere he went. At the beach, to visit Anna and Elsa, up in the mountains, everywhere.

But one day, their (very one sided) relationship was found out.

Olaf had been in the palace, snogging Nachos senseless, when Anna had come in. He quickly pulled away.

"Er, Olaf, what were you just doing?"

He hid Nachos behind his back and coughed. "Eating something... Nachos... without a capital letter."

She looked at him, smirking. "Eating, huh? You eat pretty intensely then."

Olaf nodded, a serious look on his face. "Yep."

"You wouldn't care to show me what's behind your back then?"

"Er... I'm just going to-"

"Show me."

Olaf sighed in defeat, taking Nachos out from behind his back.

Anna stifled a laugh. "They're not eaten, not one nacho."

"WE'RE IN A RELATIONSHIP, OK! I LOVE HER!"

Anna put her hands up to signal a surrender. "Fine! Gay marriage is legal here anyway, so I'd assume snowman and inanimate object marriage is as well." She walked out of the room, and Olaf kissed Nachos.

"She's got no idea what she's talking about, love. I love you and I'll never stop."

Nachos stayed silent.