:: ༼ つ ▀̿_▀̿ ༽つ FRIENDSHIP DRABBLE ( only if you want to tho omg )
X: Shh, I always want~ <3
“Okay, ahem...” Eugene squared his shoulders. Head back to an uncomfortable angle (the looking-down-the-nose design, he called it in private), and stepped forward on his good foot.
“Your Royal Highnesses,” he began, mouth hanging open to continue before a stifled snort cut him off.
“You did it again,” Anna said, voice muffled behind her hands. Eugene groaned.
“Well, come on. Just what are we meant to call a bunch of Royals?” He crossed his arms awkwardly, trying not to upset the Coronan seal pin that Rapunzel had affixed to his doublet earlier. “A collection? A gaggle? Ooh, how about a murder.”
“A murder of Royals does sound very... impressive,” Anna seemed to agree, looking for all the world like she was taking this suggestion very seriously. But he knew better - any relative of Rapunzel’s had to be both playful, but earnest. “How long have you been practising this?”
“Long enough to resent it,” he huffed. Now he knew that Anna and Raps were cousins. Nobody else could make him open up so quickly as easily. “I’m Royalty, too. I should be allowed to just say ‘Hi! How’s things? We brought potato salad!”
“Did you bring any potato salad?”
Eugene shook his head. “Blondie wanted to, but then realised it would probably go bad by the time we arrived.”
“’Blondie?’“ Anna’s nose scrunched up in the same way that both Rapunzel and her mother’s did, and Eugene lifted his hands in innocence.
“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you when they seat me at kiddie table for not getting my line right.”
“Well, I can promise you that the kiddie table gets desert first,” Anna said, oh-so-very distinguished.
“... keep talking.”
