#~rapunzel

It happened one day while Peter was out exploring the island. Peter was looking around for new places to check out when he stumbled upon a very tall tower. Initially, Peter was very excited to have found such a place, there was no telling what he would find inside of the mysterious tower and there was only one way to find out. Seeing as there was no visible door near the ground, and the only window on the whole building from what he could see was closer to the roof, Peter came to the conclusion that the only way he would be getting inside would be to either climb the tower or fly. 

Peter had discovered his flying abilities upon arriving on the island his first day. From the minute he found out, he just wanted to fly everywhere but he soon found out that his abilities were very limited and only lasted a short amount of time. Still though, he preferred it to any other way of getting around, so instead of climbing the tower, which would have been very time consuming, Peter rose from the ground and soared right up to the window. He sat himself down on the windowsill but sat facing outward rather than with his legs dangling inside the room. He turned his head to look inside, and what he saw was a very busy blonde girl. 

The girl seemed to be all alone and by the looks of her room, she had a quite a bit of time on her hands. Instead of hopping into the room and introducing himself though, Peter just sat and watched her as she rushed around her room painting, baking, singing, reading and so many other things. She was so focused on everything that Peter did not want to disturb her. 

“Coming mother.”  The young girl called through the wall and open doorway as she finished off painting half the section of one of her projects in blue acrylics. Rapunzel placed her brush down gently on the rest and straightened out her purple, summer skirt as she stood from her crouched position on the floor to find out what exactly it was that Mother Gothel needed. Rapunzel pushed her long, luscious blonde locks to one side as she smiled sweetly towards the woman. “Ah, there you are, dear. Sit, please sit.” Gothel’s tone of voice was stern and furrow, which automatically lead to Rapunzel fidgeting with her hair and glancing down at her toes wriggling from nerves of what exactly her ‘mother’ wants to talk to her about.

The girl did as she was told and sat herself down onto the wooden chair close by, her eyes shifting anxiously around her surroundings as she awaited Gothel’s next words. “Now, I thought I made it very clear to you to not frolic around after school hours, but then I see you walking through that door a—” Rapunzel opened her mouth, unafraid to speak back and interrupt her mother to defend herself against these rules that most people would find utterly ridiculous. The small blonde couldn’t help but stand up once more. “I wasn’t frolicking it was five, mother, I was getting help from my teacher—” The words just sort of fell from her lips in a rushed and panicked type of speech. Rapunzel took a breather and sat back herself back down again, but onto the edge of her seat. “I couldn’t help that she kept me longer than usual, it’s not my fault! I promise I wasn’t out there, mom. I know about all the bad guys and I knew how late it was getting so I cut short and said I had to leave.” She let out a sigh and sat back in the chair, hoping Gothel would understand.

You see, Rapunzel was extremely sheltered. She felt lucky to even be allowed to go to school. It was still difficult for her, however, although she did get that one privilege. Mother Gothel seemed to just want Rapunzel to be kept away from any type of harm and danger possible. Although her friendly nature, this deemed difficult for the young girl when it came to making friends. She was never allowed to go their parties or even hang out for a little while after school, she just always had to go back home to her ‘mumsy’.