Poisoning Apple

by purplewombat225

What happens when the fairest of them all winds up with the wickedest of them all as the new villain of her story? Apple's fairytale life gets a whole lot more interesting when the son of the evil sorcerer from Swan Lake volunteers to take Raven's place. But is being stuck with Rotbart really as bad as she thinks?

58. An Explosion

An Explosion

Much to Rotbart's surprise, the first hour he spent with Apple "Annie Smith" White was actually kind of pleasant. They mostly talked about the "masterfully-planned-masterpiece-plan" and how well it had gone. Apple sipped her virgin Apple-disiac and was refreshingly laid-back and complimentary about Rotbart's plotting skills. Rotbart couldn't help but think that once this girl stopped acting like a princess and bitching about destiny, she really wasn't too bad to be around.

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The second hour, however, became considerably weird. It slowly dawned on Rotbart that Apple was acting unusually attentive. That, and she kept scooching her chair closer and closer to him. Whenever Rotbart tried to move way, she'd only scooch closer. And she was batting her eyes in a way that deeply creeped him out.

"Uh, princess?" Rotbart finally said.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeees?" She said playfully. Rotbart stared for a minute and tried to regain his composure.

"You're royalty, right?"

"Well I AM a princess..." She said as she moved in closer.

"Yeah...right..." Rotbart said as he tried to move away. "And you've taken royal etiquette, right?"

Apple giggled a little too loudly. "That's right!"

"Riiiiiiight...anyone in that palace ever teach you about personal space, princess?" He asked acidly.

Apple giggled even louder. "Oh Rotbart, you're so funny!" She tittered.

"Nooooo...I'm serious. I mean, just look at your foot!" Rotbart said as he gestured at Apple's high-heeled boot, which was now resting on his own. "That is WAY too close, princess." He said as he yanked it away.

Apple leaned in. "I don't think it's close enough." She said quietly.

Rotbart wasn't easily shocked, but right now he was totally flabbergasted.

"...What?" He finally said.

"You know what I mean." She said sweetly (and more than a little suggestively).

"I don't think I do..." He said cautiously.

"Of course you do!"

"Nope. Don't think I do." He said as he tried to scooch away. Apple only scooched in closer.

"I think you do!" She insisted.

"I don't think you do!"

"I think I do think you do!"

"I don't think I do think what you think."

"Oh, I think you DO think what I think you think!"

"I don't think you even know what you're talking about!" He snapped.

Apple grinned. "I think I want to do you." She said.

And with that, Rotbart Von Schwarz's mind promptly exploded.