Snow White paused on the little track. She thought she heard something. The snapping of twigs, whispered voices maybe? She glanced around but could see nothing but trees and straggly undergrowth.
"It's only birds or some other small woodland creature" she said to herself. "Nothing to worry about." But she hadn't been very convincing.
The young queen walked on in nervous apprehension, the air around her growing cooler, feathers of frost starting to appear on the hem of her long yellow skirt, reaching up to her knees, but she didn't seem to notice.
"... but you do have a fabulous rack!"
Snow White stopped dead and whirled around. She definitely heard voices that time. And they were getting closer.
"I can't get them back in."
Suddenly, the undergrowth parted and two figures burst out, too intent on themselves to notice Snow White.
"Ow! Stop prodding them!"
"Well, keep still, then."
" * gasp * Not too tight!"
A blonde girl in a hooded red cloak was attempting to push her long haired companion's impressive boobs back into her bodice and keep them there while she laced it up.
"Nearly there" the blonde said.
"You're taking your time - Are you deliberately fondling my boobs?"
"No! Well, only a little. There" she said, finally lacing up the straining bodice. "Everything's back in place."
"Ahem" Snow White coughed daintily to get their attention.
The girls whirled around to face her. The blonde dropped to a fighting stance with a snarl on her face, and the coiled tresses of The-One-With-The-Fabulous-Rack came loose and writhed in the air, as if caught in a gust of wind despite there not being a hint of a breeze.
"Eeep!" exclaimed Snow White, rooted to the spot on the increasingly frosty ground.
"Oh. Your Majesty!" the blonde declared, standing upright and grinning. Snow White flinched slightly - There was far too much canine and incisor in that grin to be polite.
"Your Majesty?" 'The Rack asked quizzically.
"Oh, I forgot how long you'd been stuck up that tower" the blonde answered. "This is our new queen" and she gestured at the recovering girl in front of them. "Your Majesty, this is my friend Rapunzel. Please forgive her rudeness - She's been out of the loop for a while. And my name's Scarlet" she said bowing slightly while Rapunzel curtsied.
"Ah" Snow White said, trying not to be disturbed by the way Rapunzel's hair recoiled itself to the sides of her head. "Pleased to meet you, I'm sure."
- - -
Above the tree tops, aboard his broom, the witch silently followed a figure making its way through the densely packed forest.
To be continued...