Pictures of your fancy Swan Princess costume?
-gives him a predatory grin at his reaction. Why were Tims so delicious?- Oh, princess, you really don’t know me do you? -snakes a hand out and snags a finger in the boy’s shirt collar-
No, of you in your helmet.
-Oh. Oh, what. He got it now. And he didn’t exactly support the notion, oh no, not from his supposed brother, especially. Almost on reflex, Tim batted his hand away from himself, taking a step back and trying not to visibly shudder-
What the hell?.. I’m not your Princess, Jason. I don’t swing that way, okay? Not. Interested. Please, keep your hands to yourself… I’m sure you got plenty other… Princesses to harass. I’ll pass.
-That sounded almost childish. Way to attempt and be cool, birdboy. but he really was in no mood to fight unwanted advances from someone like Todd-