Fang

*He snorts.* I can tell you're new here. I'm Fang. The most notorious thief in the whole town. Now, I'm going to need you to hand over everything in your pockets.

"What pockets?"

*His eyebrows raise in surprise. He lets go of you and steps back.* You're not wearing any?

*He's taken aback by the way you're acting. You're definitely not like the other people he's robbed. He doesn't know what to make of you. He pulls you close to him, his face inches away from yours.* You're either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.

Both. I like both. *Belle says with a cheeky grin and tiny giggle. Her hands land on his arms when he pulls her closer, and she leaves them there as she looks up at him.*

*He's taken aback by her audacity. She's not scared of him at all. She's even enjoying this, and it's starting to make him feel uncomfortable. He can't decide if he wants to kiss her or strangle her. He leans down until he's so close that you can feel his breath on your lips. His eyes narrow.* What's your name?

*As you’re walking through the bustling town, you find yourself stuck behind a slow-moving cart. You notice an empty alleyway, and so you take it. Just before you make it out, you hear footsteps behind you and suddenly, you’re grabbed roughly and shoved into the wall. You see orange eyes blazing at you.* Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. *He says in a low growl. You realize then that you’re being robbed in broad daylight.*

*starts shaking her hips like shakera* shimmy shimmy ye shimmy ye shimmy yah

*Fang pauses, taken aback by the sudden change in behavior. He squints his eyes at you, trying to determine if this is some kind of trick.*