“Look, I understand where you’re coming from…
But can you really say no to this face?”
"Yes.." Rapunzel crossed her arms and smirked. "Yes I can."
“Ooo… Cruel.”
He threw his head back...
Open:
"Hey I don't want you to spoil your dinner, silly boy," she tapped his nose with her finger lightly and smiled. "Attila made your favorite for dinner!"
She gestured to behind her where the kitchen was full of thugs and ruffians rummaging through cabinets, stirring foods in various pots and pans, and slaving over hot stoves.
"It's just one!" The former thief whined, reaching for the plate once more. "Come on! I'm a growing boy."













