"Come on Pwincess, I know you like peas" said Snow.

"That I like it or not does not matter. I'll not bow down easily to the Grown-up Conspiracy" answered the wolf.

"I don't even know what that means ... you likely don't either!"

"I have fought the Council of Plushies to decide what royalty get to eat".

"Puppy, what are you talking about?" said an exasperated Snow.

"The plushies have to taste my food first, to be sure it's not hiding cauliflower or other icky poisons."

"Let's get done with it then..." sighed Snow

"I said plushies, which means both Snow's".

The flesh and blood Snow was trapped, he couldn't escape eating the cauliflower masquerading as mashed potato under the peas ... or could he?

*CRASH* "Oops I dropped your dish ... guess we need to skip right to dessert".

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