i see the light

the census states that RAPUNZEL has been living in town limits for ONE YEAR . it makes sense the ENHANCED HUMAN can be found hanging around THE FOREST . SHE must be close to TWENTY TWO by now , do you think they’re still as NAIVE as they were before ? i overheard they DO remember everything leading up until their arrival . nothing reminds me of them quite like MAGICAL GOLDEN HAIR , FRYING PANS & A MISCHIEVOUS CHAMELEON .

well-prepared would truly be the correct term to describe it , as colin was perfectly well-established when it came to making other means besides the new age technology work . he had offered up his own home for citizens , allowing them to find warmth and offering a wide variety of different foods . while his staff assisted , he had removed a large quantity of blankets and had been handing them out to those residing in his living quarters . “ could i interest you a blanket ? ”

since the university had closed, hermione found herself feeling restless. of course, she’d already attempted to investigate the cause of the power outages on her own, yet hadn’t been very successful. yet. with far too much time on her hands, she’d taken to wandering the streets to see if she might be of use anywhere. that particular afternoon she’d ended up in town square, though not for any real reason. just as she’s about to continue on her journey, she catches something from the corner of her eye, feet stopping in their tracks. it was interesting to her, to observe such tranquility, while the rest of the town seemed to be plagued by chaos. hermione can’t help but step forward to admire the beginnings of the artwork at a closer distance. “i’m sorry, i don’t mean to interrupt. but can i ask what you’re painting?”

rapunzel had many passions back home that she’d picked up from her time in the tower - baking , yoga , playing guitar , knitting and candle making to name a few . her favourite thing to do , however , was paint . that was the one thing she had missed about her old residence before finding the kingdom , she had painted every surface in that place including the floating lights mural .

naturally it was the activity she’d turn to first after losing her family . she always hoped they would turn up one day , but it’d been over a year now and there was still no sign of them . were they looking for her ? like they did for the first eighteen years of her life ? who knew . the princess filled a pull along trolley with her art supplies and ended up in the town - there was a fountain in the town square she desperately wanted to paint . after finding an empty spot where she wouldn’t be in the way , she set up her canvas and began to paint the water structure with pascal nestled cosily on her shoulder .

“ you don’t ? “ alice has gasped , sliding her arm out and under the woman’s , allowing a sidehug between the pair . “ we’ll be inseparable . i can see it now . “ the vampire beams , giving rapunzel’s arm a tight squeeze as she basically dances onto her tip toes . “ right now ? you bet . i’m completely free . i’ve got all night . the perks of never being able to sleep . ‘ which .. was completely true , though not in the human inability , but the lack of need . 

“ oh ,  you’ve never been ? “ considering the hundreds of years that alice ha don many in the town , it was far easier to find things she had already done that many had not . it was interesting , when one had an unlimited amount of time . “ oh , we have to go . i have the cutest snowsuit . it’s 80′s vintage . a classic . when are you free ? my schedule is open . “

@fromclary·

Clary was intrigued. Mostly about how the girl spoke about her chameleon, like he was more than a pet, but of a trusted friend. She’d never known anyone to have such a close relationship with a reptile before. Dogs, yes. Cats, even. Reptiles? Not so much. At least, Clary was fairly certain that chameleons were reptiles. Apparently she had a lot to learn about them. “Yes….it does, actually.” It was strange, the girl seemed confused by the mention of the classic tale. “You don’t….hear that all the time?” Surely it had been mentioned before, considering how rare the name must be. Was she the crazy one here? Clary wasn’t sure anymore. 

alice had always prided herself on the knowledge of fashion . considering the time where she was from , it had become second nature to her to pay attention to trends . they were always changing and circling back . “ saving for last ? okay ! hm . what if we did some snow-shoeing then ? “ the vampire offers , raising a dark eyebrow as she springs to her feet . 

@fromclary· 

“Oh a chameleon!” Clary had only seen them in movies, on tv and in a few cute videos her friends had sent her over the years. “I’ve never actually seen one in person. They’re so cute though! Is he friendly?” She wondered how hard their upkeep would be, and if they were affectionate pets, like cats and dogs. “Rapunzel?” She waited for the girl’s reaction, to see if she was serious. She wasn’t about to judge, but it was an unusual name. “Like the fairy tale?” It suited her, the long blonde hair was exactly how she pictured Rapunzel in the stories she’d read as a little girl. “My mom used to read that story to me, when I was young. It’s a beautiful name.”

“You never went to a school before? I’d say that is a good thing, well, Hogwarts was pretty eventful. I never went to any other school though. Or even a Muggle’s person school before. Rapunzel is a nice name.” Ginny answered.

“oh, uh, nevermind.” if the blonde didn’t know what a miraculous was, then marinette shouldn’t explain it. “that’s actually really cool. it’s very unique and special,” marinette grinned. hearing the girl’s name, she nodded. “i’m marinette! marinette dupain-cheng.” she introduced herself. she was naturally good at making friends considering she was also very awkward at times. “it’s nice to meet you, rapunzel.” marinette tucked her hair behind her head. she ditched the pigtails for a more mature look, leaving her hair down. plus, a lot of people had complimented her in the past when she kept her hair down. “i really like your hair, by the way. like even if it wasn’t… magical? magical.”

“It’s nice to meet you too. Well, I am a wizard. Did you go to Hogwarts too? I don’t remember meeting you in that school before.” Ginny responded.

so the glowing hair worked for longer than a second. where did that energy come from? stanley wondered this to himself, not wanting to trouble his companion with inane questions about a power she might not have even wondered that about previously. “so, this kind of thing is something you do a lot?” stan asked, looking around at their surroundings with wide eyes. he had always looked toward the sky when he wanted something of an adventure, looked for birds in the sunlight and even in the nighttime, always looking up and up and up. that being said, the underground didn’t bother him but so much; it wasn’t a sewer, after all, and there was no demon clown down here.

rapunzel thought about his question for a moment , thinking about how she used her abilities in her old life . “well , people have used it for different things in the past ,” she began , “my stepmother , she kept me locked in a tower and used it to keep herself young and beautiful .” the princess grimaced at the memory . she had no idea she was being used at the time , until flynn had helped her discover the truth . “it’s true purpose is to heal ,” she explained further , “which is what i did in the kingdom once i had returned to my true home . it just happens to glow really bright while it does that , so it has extra uses i suppose .” she walked further into the entrance as she untangled her complicated past life to stan . the darkness has started to surround them , the brightness of the beach long gone behind them . she took that as her queue to work her magic . as soon as she started to sing , her hair glowed , from her scalp to the ends , and illuminated the cave walls around them .

“Your hair glows whenever you are singing? Huh. And I thought that we needed a wand to cast a spell. My name is Ginny, Ginny Weasley. What is your name? That is very curious and interesting though, and it’s a pleasure to meet you! Exploring would make a great idea. I don’t know the way around here.” Ginny responded to the woman.