❝Wait a second—❞ The blonde said, brows furrowed in confusion. ❝Isn’t this you?❞ Rapunzel asked, taking a wanted poster off of the tree. What was she wanted for? MURDER? Her eyes widened as she took a step back.

❝Speaking about other people—❞ Rapunzel said, stopping in her tracks and placing her hands on her hips. ❝How come we haven’t seen any? Why do we have to make our way through the woods?❞ She asked, it was almost like they were avoiding people. Weren’t there towns like the ones she had read in her books? Filled with people and shops and the like.

                                                 Everyone has a                                                                           D  R  E  A  M . . .

She found that hard to believe. Flynn Rider seemed very full of himself, like he craved attention. Then again, maybe she was wrong. The lost princess couldn’t help but to roll her eyes to the sky at his comment. “If you’re considered modest, then I’m concerned about the others I’ll meet.” 

“Oh no—” Rapunzel said, not meaning to offend him but rather just tell him the truth. “Isn’t being dramatic a good thing? You could be in the theatre!” The blonde said excitedly as she clasped her hands together.