#drp:hans

[whydontyoudoright-original]

"Hello, Mrs. Rabbit. Looks like snow."

"Hans! There you are, thank goodness! I need a spare hand. The city council’s short on decorators and everyone’s so excited for the Holidays- I scarcely have time to breathe never mind to Carol and wrap and jingle and be jolly-"

Jessica waved her hands and shoo’d a small pug with a clipboard frantically. The Pug, Bowser by his name-tag, huffed and hurried off. Exhaling, she turned back to Hans with a bright smile,

"Could you help me?"

Make a gingerbread/candy village to display in the local library’s collection

She twisted a length of snow-white boa in her hands, unwinding it from her shoulders like gaudy tinsel,

"You know it’d mean quite a lot to everyone here."

[whydontyoudoright-original]

"Er... I hope nothing happens that makes Roger upset," Hans said, laughing nervously as he kept a sharp eye out for the cartoon hearts that constantly badgered him whenever Jessica Rabbit was near "Spin the Bottle, Mrs. Rabbit?"

"He tends to flare, but he does settle down nicely with a nap and a nice pair of--... Pillows to rest on."

Jessica's smirk tangles the corners of her lips and draws back into a gentle laugh; "At your insistence, darling."

--

Confess to yours

Oh. Well, that-- Hadn't been the insistence she had been considering. Her ears warmed and she cleared her throat, leaning back on the counter behind her carefully, eyes flickering to Hans and then away as she managed,

"Y-You--- You're a very charming man."She coughed politely, "And-- Well, if I weren't married, and perhaps drawn quite a bit more recently..."

There was a pause, perhaps just a hair too long, and she spoke a little too quickly,

"Well, you'd have no kingdom, but you'd have one hell of a Princess, is all I'm after, Mr. Hans."

[an-urchin]

Somewhere along the shore, Prince Hans frowned to himself, skipping rocks onto the surface of the water, deep in thought... Too troubled to notice, Hans picked up a ♡ hidden amongst the rocks and flung it forward, expertly skipping it five, six, SEVEN...! *CLUNK* Surprised, Hans sat up to see what the ♡ had hit.

"Ow!"Urchin sat up in the waves and rubbed his head, squinting at the flat, blocky shape. He grumbled, "What kind'a..?"His eyes roamed up and caught Hans. They widened.

His hair looked like fire. And he'd chucked a heart that far into the ocean.

There was only one proper response:

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE THROWING STUFF!"

And chucked the heart back as bodily as he could.