Upon A Red Rose Thorn

Peanut Butter And Prison

Red motioned for Darrum to follow her with a crook of her finger. She stood silently against the kitchen door, listening for movement within. After a moment of hearing nothing, she pushed her palms against the door and walked inside. Darrum followed, his eyes searching across cabinets as if he could sense the peanut butter behind one. Red reached the cabinet and lifted herself on her toes to reach the container that held the very food she was so craving.

"Found it!" She cheered gleefully. Darrum smiled but seemed nervous. Making her ask, "What's wrong?"

He looked around quickly, "I don't exactly want to get caught stealing from the Palace kitchens with the balls runaway princess."

Red realized he actually had a rather good point she hadn't thought about before. She didn't have to worry about being thrown into a prison cell but Darrum was another story. "I know where we can where that won't be a issue."

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The place Red lead Darrum laid just outside the castles walls, lit by lanterns hanging from trees branches. It was Reds' absolute favorite place. A pond with a field of wild flowers surrounding it. Red plopped down onto the blanket she had snatched from somewhere in the castle before they left and waited for Darrum to come closer with the container of peanut butter. Noting that he was being watched, he dug his in finger into the peanut butter and smeared some onto Red's face before she could avoid the attack. Stunned, Red pushed him into the ponds muddy bank, causing it to soak and dirty his trousers, shoes, and socks.

"So the Princess has a dark side." Darrum said with a smile as he hugged her, soaking her dress. Red laughed as she shoved him off her.

"That was so gross. But it was like once I did something I knew I wasn't supposed too... it was so much fun I just wanted to do it more! So here I am. Breaking all kinds of castle rules."

"You could always give me that kiss, that'd be pretty bad." Darrum teased. Red let out a scoff.

"You're still not my type." She told him rolling her eyes and reaching for the container of peanut butter.

"Fine, enjoy a peanut butter-less life." Darrum told her pulling the container out of her reach, with a smile.

"Thank you, enjoy prison." Red teased back.

Her eyes met Darrum's for a moment before her hand reached up and bunched his shirt in her fingers, pulling his face to hers and connecting their lips. She knew this wasn't allowed. That her family wouldn't accept her kissing a commoner, even one as incredible as Darrum seemed. But she couldn't deny how right his lips felt pressed agaisnt her own. From that moment on, she knew Darrum was the only one she wanted.