“Oh but who shall save me from the dragon!” Prince Charming declares dramatically, placing the back of his hand on his forehead, his eyes closed until he opens one to peak at you.

“Well? Don’t just stand there! Get me out of this wretched thing! This place is full of rats! And skeletons!” He stomped his foot blond hair all puffed because of the humidity in the castle room.

He crosses his arms waiting for you to either grab him or carry him, either way… he’s not walking himself out.