“Tough guy, if brooding was a sport, you'd have gold medals with scowling faces lining the walls of your room.”

“There was a fine line between irritation and having icicles hurled at your face.”

“SCOTT WALDRONPEEKS AT GUYS IN THE SHOWER ROOM, ROFL”

“Still dressed in matching butler suits with pink bow ties, the redcaps filed into the dining room, every one of them scowling at me. Ash's eyes widened and he quickly hid his mouth under his laced fingers, but I saw his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.Luckily, the redcaps didn't notice.”

“Yes, I still know where I’m going!” I snapped as he emerged beside me yet again, cutting him off before he could say anything. Ash walked on my other side, silent and protective, but I caught him rolling his eyes as Glitch came up. The rebel leader scowled. “Relax, your highness. I wasn’t going to ask this time.” “Aw, that’s a shame,” Puck said, falling into step beside him. “You’re gonna make me lose my bet with ice-boy. Come on, be a sport. Say it one more time, for me?”

“He sat across from me now, chin on his hands, brooding into the fire. Part of me wanted to walk up to him and hug him from behind, and part of me wanted to hurl a snowball at his perfect face to get some kind of reaction.I opted for a less suicidal route. “Hey,” I said, poking at the flames with a stick, making them cough sparks. “Earth to Ash. What are you thinking about?”

“Oh, come on. I want to see the big-spiky-ball thing.""You do not need a flail." Kanin scowled, as though imagining what I could do with it.”