(Did you call for a Prince? You get a prince. He's gone through this a few times now and is generally just trying to figure out which one this is when he comes across the little cottage in the woods. Damn the Germans and their love for cottages in woods. Dirk has never seen so many fucking trees in his life and he's kind of over the redundant themes.

Though he's perfectly fine with continuing to find really cute guys in dresses? Maybe...Maybe the woods could stay. This is like the third time now and he's thinking the Fox might just be on his side. He folds his arms over the opened window's ledge thing that I can't remember the word for right now. Windowsill? Bitch, you know what I mean.

Anyway, he's sitting there, with his Pete Davidson aura about him, watching this dude freak out in a dress, not offering any help or even really letting him know he's there. Lurking like a weirdo. Then the guy's chasing the animals out, and Dirk's turning around to lean against the window instead.

Finally, he whistles.)

I never headcanoned the OG Snow White to be so cute and feisty. I think this might be a really different kinda fairy tale than I was expecting.