Snow jumped up a little bit from being startled by Flynn’s sudden appearance. “Oh my!” She said as she retrieved her fallen basket of berries. She turned around and saw her new friend. “Hello, Flynn! It’s very nice to see you again. Pardon my jump, you startled me!” She giggled. “I’ve been very well, thank you. I was just gathering some gooseberries to make some pies for my friends. How have you been?”
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His chest rose in a rumble from the laughter erupting from his throat, “Don’t worry about it, Snow. I’ll remember to give you a little forewarning next time.” Flynn gave her a friendly smile as helping her retrieve her fallen fruit. “I’ve been about the same.” The brunette said, his head tilting side to side as if he were measuring the words. Picking up the last of the gooseberries and placing them back in her basket, the thief couldn’t help but ask, “Dwarfs like pies? I’ve never heard of that before. I thought they ate fungi and possibly, children.”
A giggle had escaped from her as she retrieved the fruit from Flynn. “Thank you. I thought you were the Queen, or maybe the Huntsman again.” She sighed with a smile on her face as she gently placed the fruit back into her basket. “Who knows what could have happened if it were one of them.” She gave a slight shrug of the shoulders, and then couldn’t help but laugh as Flynn explained what he thought dwarfs ate. “Oh goodness no. They’re just like any other people, I promise. Gooseberry actually happens to be their very favorite. Would you like to come inside? I can make some for you to try, if you’d like.”
“I guess it’s a good thing that I’m a male and an attractive one. Plus, I don’t think Flynn Rider: fairest of them all, has a ring to it.” With a laugh uttered, Flynn rubbed his neck while Snow smiled. It was strange how relaxed the ex-con was around the raven-haired princess. She had a vibe to herself that told him he could trust her with anything. He one the other hand, could only hope she sensed the same reassurance radiating off of him. Because from their rather short encounters, Snow was sorta growing on Flynn in a sister like way. And honestly, he would hate to see anything truly terrible happen to her.
“Have they made anymore efforts in “hunting” you?” He frowned at himself. Great, Rider. She’ll probably think you’re a.. You know insensitive jerk, the brunette thought to himself.
Nevertheless, the male returned the princess’ laughter with one of his own. It was rather silly when he thought about it. Dwarfs eating children? That didn’t exactly sound like the crowd Snow would hang out with. “Sounds like a blast.” He swung his arm in a cheer. “Here, let me help carry those for you. It’s the least I can do after calling your friends children eaters.”

Rapunzel and Flynn Rider by abelle2 on Flickr.