WARNING, READ THIS AUTHOR'S NOTE OR YOUR LIFE MAY BE RUINED! I'M SERIOUS! The following poem has major, extreme, huge spoilers for Disney's Frozen. If you haven't seen Frozen yet, and intend to, read no further! If you have seen it, or really don't care, read ahead and thank you for reading this author's note anyway.
Fandom (sort of, it's still small) that I'm crossing with: Frozen
Characters: Hans and Chris Bradford (And, arguably, Anna and Mikey, since they're narrating)
I thought I could trust you
I thought we were friends
I thought you were cool,
the coolest guy on the planet, even
but you're just a liar
I thought I could trust you
and you attacked my brothers
and my sister
I thought I could trust you
but you were just using me;
a pawn, a tool
in your evil scheme
You know what you get?
What you deserve?
A punch in the face,
and a flushing down the sewers.
And for you, Hans,
a dip in the icy cold Fjord.
And I thought I could trust you...
R&R! One for Raph next, I think, since I haven't done one for him, yet. (And don't give suggestions, because I already have someone in mind.)