Haven't You Ever Had a Dream?

Flynn did something that if questioned on it in the future he would vehemently deny; he pouted.Talk about having a slow day, first the broken smolder, then getting sucked into taking Blondie here to see the lanterns now he was being forced to apologize to a lizard. He shot Rapunzel a glare of his own before looking up at Pascal, mumbling his apology. “I’m sorry I called you a frog. Truce?”

Pascal stared at Flynn, seemingly not amused by his apology..... before he stuck his tongue in his face and hopped back down to Rapunzel's shoulder. "See! He already forgave you! Isn't that right Pascal?" That could have been true of the second the blonde looked away to smile at Flynn, the look on the frog's chameleon's face turned to a mean death glare.

Kristoff crossed his arms and sighed. “You know what? Fine. I’ll help you. There. This better be your best birthday yet.” 

Rapunzel moved past him, and looked down the tower, a slight fear clenching her heart. Was she actually going to do this? Was this actually going to happen? She bit her lip. "Let's go!" 

                 ❝ Me? Oh, yes. I’m the most dangerous and evil person you can find! How are you not trembling with fear already? ❞

           "Why?" Rapunzel asked. Why wouldn't she listen to her mother? The world was full of dangerous places, that's what she was taught ever since she was a young girl. "Why wouldn't I?" she questioned. Rapunzel didn't know why he was questioning her mother's judgement.            However..... something inside Rapunzel burned. What if..... What if it wasn't true. But it had to be, right? Her mother wouldn't lie to her. Her mother loved her. She wouldn't do that. The girl thought back to the brown strand in her hair that she kept hidden in the thickness of the hair. People had cut it for it's power, and she would be eaten alive if she went outside. Kidnapped and used for her hair.         At the sarcasm of the spirit, Rapunzel made a face and backed away from him. "You're not funny!"

"Now, lets just… put the pan down nice an easy." Flynn nodded slowly, gesturing a ‘down’ motion with his hands. "But let’s face it. I’m likable with or without the satchel, I just prefer the ‘with’." He glanced away, not wanting to make nice the the reptile.

Rapunzel frowned and put the pan at her side, ad she put her hand on her hip. "Well I'm sure the person who you took the crown from thinks that too," she said, eyeing him slightly. "And I said make nice with the chameleon. Now! I will use this!" Pascal was on her head, glaring at him. 

"Pascal is a nice chameleon! And I'm sure you're a very likable guy when you have your satchel. Now make nice with Pascal!"

  { What admired him the most is that, even if she had the idea to go outside, Rapunzel never broke the rules, she stand still on that tower for 18 years even though the urge to go outside was probably big. }

[Rapunzel made a face at PAscal, before looking back at Jack.} "Oh no no, don't be silly, I'm sure he likes you just fine! He's just being silly," {Rapunzel shot the chameleon another look, before glancing down at his inquires. To feel the grass, and dirt, and run- chase- dance...... That was what she dreamed of at night.Under the floating lights.} "Oh.... a snow day? I.... Mother says it's dangerous to go outside. She says that the world is full of dangerous places and dangerous people, so she keeps me up here."  {Rapunzel's expression sobered and she looked down. She didn't want to stay up here- she wanted her life to truly begin. But her mother would never have that, would she? She wanted to protect her from the outside word- where everyone was evil. She glanced up at Jack- but Jack wasn't evil was he? She glanced at Pascal- who went back to glaring at the boy- before she looked back at Jack.} "Are you..... evil?"

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