[ClaireBear]

I wouldn't trust him.

Ok, here's a riddle. Bet you can't think of the answer!

In marble walls as white as milk,
Lined with skin as soft as silk,
Within a fountain crystal clear,
A golden apple does appear.
No doors are there to this stronghold-
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
Do you know what it is?

Its an egg! Neeeext!