The 88th Song

[tangledintower]

Karl, we need to talk. RIGHT NOW.

Why is there a clause in the prenup saying I can't inquire about your business enterprises? What exactly are you doing that's so bad you don't want me to know about it?

What are you up to? I swear, Karl, this had better not be something illegal and stupid.

[Good going, Karl. You made Rapunzel mad.]

[ooc: ahh, prenup curse, I love you so.]

Comments

audio:

[charring]

What?

audio:

[tangledintower]

Karl is up to something illegal, and he doesn't want me to know about it. But he clearly didn't think when he MENTIONED THAT in the prenup.

audio:

[charring]

But why Karl?

audio:

[tangledintower]

We're getting married....remember? You're coming to the wedding?

audio:

[charring]

Oh. Right.

[No idea what's going on. She's just going with it. Seriously. Why Karl?]

audio:

[tangledintower]

[It's a curse, the City has a sick sense of humor.]

And I was just double checking the paperwork, and...ugh, I am going to attempt to rip him a new one.

Re: audio:

[charring]

Merlin and I are having trouble with ours. I picked up the paper-work and all and...it's just not working.

But, yeah. You let Karl have it. I don't think he should be bringing his shady life into your...[hang on hang on hang on she can say it she really can hang on just a second aaand...] marriage.

audio:

[tangledintower]

Well, you two are sort of perfect, you should be okay...maybe it's a good sign that you're having trouble filling out the prenup?

I don't either!

audio:

[charring]

What? [Blushing forever. Thank God for audio.] Perfect, huh?

I could talk to Karl, if you want me to.

Re: audio:

[tangledintower]

Yeah, you two are perfect together!

If I can't get through to him, you might have to...

audio:

[charring]

I'll figure something out for Karl.

[Totally just blushing too hard to think. Thanks, Rapunzel.]

Private

[worldofourown]

[ Tsk. What did he do wrong now? The most innocent smile. ]

Something the matter, treasure?

Private

[tangledintower]

Karl, what is it you do that's so terrible you can't tell me about it?

[And don't even get her started on getting jack squat if he dies.]

audio:

[tangledintower]

Thanks, Charlie...you're the best.

Private

[worldofourown]

[ But Punzie... :| ]

Terrible?

Nothing of the sort. It's just business details I'd prefer not to have you stressing over.

[ That doesn't sound patronizing at all. ]

Private

[tangledintower]

Karl, you're lying and I know it.

[SHE'S ONTO YOU CHOMPERS MCBITYTOOTH.]

Private

[worldofourown]

Am not.

[ ...you don't call him that in the bedroom, do you? ]

Why don't I come over? To explain things in person.

[ Or distract you. Whichever works. ]

Private

[tangledintower]

Are so.

[Only if he wants me to :3]

Fine, I'll see you soon, then.

Private

[worldofourown]

[ The most mature. ]

Not. To infinity.

[ ... Well in that case >:3 ]

All right. I have a little gift for you.

[ Moar distraction-fodder. ]

Private

[tangledintower]

Are so, infinity plus one. Can't top that, you know.

[She learned that from Serrure. And maybe she's teasing now, but she's still mad at you. Grr. See? Mad.]

Well, that's very sweet of you, Karl...you're trying to distract me, though.

Private

[worldofourown]

I suppose I can't.

[ Letting that go. Because it worked sufficiently in deflecting the subject. ]

It's not a distraction. It's simply offering my sweet princess her due.

Private

[tangledintower]

Karl...

[Siiigh.]

Flattery will get you nowhere, love.

Action;

[worldofourown]

[ On the contrary... ]

That remains to be seen.

[ Also? ]

[ Someone's knocking on your door. Hi, Punzie, hi~ ]

Action;

[tangledintower]

Well, we'll see how things go after our talk, hmm?

[She smirks as she swings the door open.]

C'mon in. You've got some explaining to do.

[beyourarmy]

Karl.... You mean, Karl, as in vampire-can't-keep-his-damn-teeth-to-himself Karl?

You know you deserve better, right? And better put something in there about him limiting his blood intake from you. Would hate for you to be passing out all the time from his lack of self-control.