Red Shoes & the 7 Dwarfs

Chapter 5: Mission Break the Curse!

"Gentleman, to break this curse, we're going to have to work as a tight-limit team. Which means, you do everything I say." Arthur stood before a map as he used a stick to point at it.

"Escuse?" Pino asked in confusion.

"Huh?" Nocchi and Cchio added in.

"No!" Merlin shook his head.

"You've got to be kidding me." Jack rolled his eyes. Arthur ignored them and continued to explain the plan, having the six of them split up, with Arthur taking Red Shoes to Golden Goose Avenue.

"Golden Goose Avenue, which happens to be your go-to place for a date." Merlin leaned forward as he frowned.

"We are going to focus on the mission, and then see where the evening takes us." Arthur said the latter rather smugly as Merlin sat there scowling.

"The only thing you're going to shop for on Golden Goose Avenue is rejection. And you can't even afford that." Merlin leaned back in his chair confidently. Hans sat next to him, eating snacks from a bag with "dog food" written on it.

"I like my odds. You saw what she did. An expression of affection. Each woman shows it differently." Arthur pointed to the red mark from Red Shoes' hand as everyone looked at him with a concerned gaze.

"You took your shot, you get slapped." Jack retorted.

"May I remind you, this is the closest thing to a kiss anyone's gotten since this curse was put on us! Let's work together to guide Red Shoes' feelings towards me so we can break the curse." Arthur said so confidently as the other six sighed, but most agreed, except Merlin.

"What about the rest of us?" Merlin asked in aggravation.

"After I resume my princely form, the word about F7 will be out. Ladies will be begging to kiss your green mugs." He smiled assuredly.

"Really?" Pino asked.

"Sounds Reasonable." Nocchi shrugged.

"I'll bring the gelato!" Cchi smiled as he raised his hand. The triplets began giggling together as they imagined a plethora of princesses lining up to kiss them.

"One kiss sure is easier than getting seven." Jack said as he picked up his teacup and began sipping at it.

"This is not a plan! He's just out for himself!" Merlin stood up, clearly outraged.

"A half-baked plan is better than none at all." Hans said as he polished off his bag of snacks.

"Don't worry Merlin, I have a big assignment for you." Arthur said haughtily.
"Hmpf, big assignment?" Merlin furrowed his brows.

The next day all eight of them gathered in front of the house.

"Here you go, I drew these up last night." Red Shoes handed out her charcoal drawing she did the other night.

"I can't tell if this drawing is terrible or really avant-garde!" Hans exclaimed.

"Oh my neighbor's a great art teacher. Pablo Picasogre." Red Shoes smiled.

"One thing's for sure, daddy's on the big side, of big. You must take after your mother." Merlin observed.

"No, I look a lot like Pa- oh, I mean, yeah, my mother. Gosh, yeah, exactly. Twins!" Red Shoes began laughing nervously.

"Alright, you know the plan. Let's move, deploy. Dwarfs are go!" Arthur commanded enthusiastically as Merlin sighed and Red Shoes giggled. Thus they began to head out, but when Merlin began following, Arthur stopped him.