#-fails miserably-

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Rikka’s got one thing left from home, and Jason holds onto something that’s not his.

Alright, don’t freak out. You can do this.

He keeps telling himself that, but as he walks down the hallway and his steps start to grow heavier, slower, he wonders if he really can do this.

It shouldn’t be so hard, to just sit down with Rapunzel and talk to her     after all, he’s done that every day for the past couple of months. He had gotten her her own room, a place in his shop for her to sit beside him and watch when she felt like it, and even programmed Jarvis to know all her habits and preferences.

In all aspects, Rapunzel was a daughter to him already. But Tony feared the feeling would be one-sided.

“Rapunzel?” he asks, knocking on her door     Tony had learned the hard way, after a lot of yelling and things thrown at him, not to simply barge in. “You got a sec?"

"I haven't even-"

"Quiet, girl," the gruff voice interrupted the blonde as the jailer took her arm and lead her away from the entrance.

Rosalind had barely stepped into the Spring Festival before the large man had taken her by the arm. She didn't even know what she had done wrong! She had to think quickly. He didn't seem like the kind to enjoy talking.

As she followed him, she let light nails graze his arm. "Such strong biceps..." she cooed, "Must be easy for you to drag lil' ol' me to some prison," she murmured absently. She watched his face for any sign of change, and frowned when she found absolutely none.

The man merely grunted, refusing to acknowledge her. He kept his eyes straight forward.

Another sigh came from the young woman, then something else hit her. "Maybe it's because you wanna see me all tie up, hmm?~" she said in a sing-song voice. "Helpless, submissive, and at your disposal, sir," Rosalind's voice dropped to a seductive whisper. She bit her lip, light blue eyes carefully watching him as the approached the jail.

"Just get in there," he grunted, pushing her forward.

The blonde stumbled into the jail before she turned and glared back at the man. "I haven't even done anything!" she protested. Her fiery gaze followed him as he walked away.

Once he was out of sight she turned and let out a long, heavy breath. She hadn't even noticed the others in this stupid place. She raised as eyebrow, examining them as she leaned back on the bars.