Hope you like it! If you don't then I'll focus on the "It Doesn't Exist" (I'll be updating soon for that one too).
My pink, cat-like eyes quickly scanned the ground level of my "jungle" before leaping to another rafter. A white tiger jumped out of the shadows and knocked me to the ground just as my bare feet landed on the wooden beam. She looked at me with playful look in her bright, blue eyes.
"No fair, Twix! We were playing Hide & Go Seek!"
The tigress did what seemed like a shrug, as if to say "Oops, I forgot."
"Well, next time, you could like, you know...Not forget!"
She hopped off me so I could stand up and dust myself off. I examined the dress I was wearing: a deep purple with black and purple tights and black knee-high leather boots. The hem of my dress had gotten caught on a nail and ripped when she tackled me.
"Nice going, Twix. Now I have to make a another dress."
I guess I should tell you a bit about me while I wait for father to get home. My name is Jinx and I control bad luck. I have bubblegum pink hair, matching pink, cat-like eyes and extremely pale skin. I have a white tiger named Twix and we live in a tower in the middle of the woods. When I was a baby, they accused me of witchcraft and my whole family had been sentenced to be hung. They fled the village with the cover of night to save all of our lives. My mother and my sister were both shot and killed but, my father managed to hide himself and I. He keeps me in this tower to keep me safe. Father has told me the story many times but, each time it seems a bit different.
My tower is decorated to look like a jungle. The rafters look like branches and there are plants everywhere. I have vines growing on the walls, ceiling, and, across the rafters. At the very top of the room, there is a loft hidden away in the vines; That's my room. On the ground level, hidden inside a wooden boulder, is a very small kitchen. I never use it though; father has it for cooking on special occasions.
In six days, I turn 15 years old. I've been in this tower my entire life; I'm sick of it. I'm not an animal that should be caged. I can protect myself now, and I have Twix. I've talked to father about it before but, he said that I can never, in my life, leave this tower. Yeah...He's a jerk and I can't think of the last time I really listened to what he told me.
I've learned to dry out meat and a few other foods so that they last longer. When father gets home, I'm going to ask him to bring me a special material for my new winter clothes. The trip to get it takes a week and a half to complete, so I'll have plenty of time to get this done. All I have left to do is-
"Jinx, let me up!"
Yes, Father's home! I ran over to the window and tied a thick rope with knots tied every few feet to a hook on the wall. After I knew it was safe and secure, I threw the other end down to him. While I waited for him to come up, I double checked to make sure my stuff for my trip was hidden away out of sight.
I got back to the window just in time to help him climb through. Once he caught his breath, he gave me a quick hug and ruffled my hair. He went into the kitchen to start dinner after that. Once he was out of sight I looked around for Twix; I wasn't actually supposed to have her but she had found my tower when she'd been injured as a cub. Finally I spotted her eyes in the near the loft in the rafters. I signaled for her to stay quiet, then ran to the kitchen to talk to Father.
"Father?"
"Yes, Lucky?"
"I know what I want for my birthday this year," I let out a small sigh at his nickname for me.
"And what would that be?"
"Some more bear pelts? I need to make new winter clothes."
"Jinx, that's almost a two-week trip!"
"Yeah, I guess it was kind of silly to ask for..."
He let out a weary sigh, "No, it's fine. I'll leave to get them after dinner. Okay?"
"Thank you, Father! I'll pack you some food!" I gave him a quick hug then ran out of the kitchen to get his satchel.
After making sure he wasn't looking, I climbed up to my room to get him some extra hunting tools and an extra pair of shoes. I silently dropped down and stepped into the kitchen. I set his bag down on the counter then went to help him chop the garlic.
Another half hour later and we were sitting at the table, eating potato soup and talking about what we had done since we had last seen each other.
Jinx waved to her father once more before he disappeared into the woods. She closed the shutters as she stepped away, then turned to look at her home.
"Twix, he's gone!"
There was a short silence before the tigress landed in front of the young witch. She walked to a set of stairs that led to her father's room and ripped the top of the third step off. Inside there was an unfinished outfit, a purple, leather lined, arrow quiver and a black, leather satchel packed with dried meats and fruit. She could finish the set of clothes in an hour or two, then leave under the cover of night.
Jinx lay out the bottom half of her new apparel, then slipped the top half over a dress form. Carefully, she attached short, white sleeves to top. After laying it next to the skirt, she started on the gloves. She would need them to protect her hands while climbing trees, crawling on the ground, and shooting arrows. She made them out of the same purple fabric that decorated her quiver.
Jinx double checked all of her stitches before she put the clothing on. She completely shunned the idea of putting shoes on; they were far too loud for her taste. Her hair was tied up in two high pigtails with ribbon to match. She filled her quiver with arrows and did a quick check over before leading Twix opening the secret passage to get out of the tower. She wasn't supposed to know about it but, she'd been stuck up there for 16 years. What else was she expected to do?
She slid down the rail and quietly pushed open the door that had been carefully hidden by vines. She made sure that no one could tell the door was there.
She looked down to give her companion a small smile.
"We're free, Twix."
So, what do you guys think? Yes, it is a parody of Tangled. No, I don't own that movie or the Teen Titans.