#&&pascal

-- “gotcha!” rapunzel cried as she ran towards pascal and hoped that he would catch her if she hopped onto him. the blonde had loved surprising him ever since they were little and now was no different. sure, she was twenty-one but that didn’t mean she couldn’t still act like a child. “i haven’t seen you all day,” she whined, “are you hiding from me?” @sidekyke

i ate the cookie crisps when we were younger and lied to you about it. im so sorry

-- “do you think i should’ve told flynn?” rapunzel paced back and forth. “you were the only one who knew because i knew that if i told him it’d wreck some things. i get so nervous that-- that she could steal him back. i know that’s stupid! i know he loves me but we’re also young. shego is... she’s shego! and i’m me.” she gestured to herself, dressed in a simple gown and barefoot, her hair in her classic half up, half down do. “i just keep thinking one day he’ll wake up and realize what he’s missing out there while he’s stuck here with me. and he’s mad at her. he’s so mad. but that’s when theyre both attracted to each other most! what if she then continues to do things to me and i just... pas, i don’t know what to do anymore. i’m going crazy.” @pascalchamele​

-- “that definitely wasn’t me.” dot practically screamed. her cheeks turned a shade of red that she would never admit they could turn and she pointed at the boy playfully. “you did not see me in that store. and if you tell anyone you thought it was me i will totally fill your pillow with jello, you hear me?” dot couldn’t be seen as one of those girls. the christmas loving type. the ones who forgot compeltely about thanksgiving. no. she had to be strong! different! and pascal could ruin all of that. @pascalchamele​