Woot, the computer is working again! It didn't take as long as I expected :D All right so I decided to bunch some one-shots together to make our lives easier. I only have this one, but there will be more! This idea is NOT mine. Crystal Persian gave me the idea and we collaborated together. Hope you enjoy!
"Nope… not here," Eugene sighed, shutting yet another door in the castle. He continued down the long stretch of hallway, wondering where on earth Rapunzel was. She very rarely disappeared completely; it was very unlike her. Opening door after door, Eugene suddenly felt rather stupid. Of course, she would be in the library. Where else would she be? That's where she spends most of her free time, anyway. He hurried to the library and nudged open the door.
"Rapunzel?" No answer. He walked around, not seeing her. "Rapunzel, are you in here?" He walked to the very back corner of the library and finally found her.
She was slumped against a bookshelf, sleeping, a book lying on her stomach. Eugene almost had to laugh; it didn't look very comfortable. He reached down and picked up the book, curious about what she had been reading. The Tales of Flynnig- Wait, what?
The Tales of Flynnigan Rider. Why was she reading this? Better yet, where did she find this? He flipped the book around in his hand, desperately wanting to open it and read it as well, but also not wanting to. He glanced at Rapunzel and stuffed the book inside his vest. He crouched down beside her and delicately lifted her off the ground. She didn't stir and Eugene headed back to her bedroom. It was quite simple, actually, carrying her. She weighed about as much as a cat and was lying limp. Eugene kept finding himself looking down at her face wondering how on earth he, once a thief, got so lucky to meet a girl like her. Rapunzel suddenly sighed and twisted strangely in his arms, grabbing Eugene's vest. She kept her eyes closed and her breathing stayed steady, so Eugene continued walking.
He reached her bedroom and turned the light on, dimly. Walking over to the bed, he lowered Rapunzel, but she was still grasping his vest. He had to pry her fingers off and lay her on the bed. Eugene pulled the book from his vest and sat next to Rapunzel.
"Why were you reading this book, Blondie?" He whispered to himself. He began to open the cover, but then decided against it. Even though he was Flynn Rider for the majority of his life, he didn't want to remember it. He continued to stare at the book, wanting to open it, but not wanting to. He kept internally fighting with himself to just open it, no, don't open it! Frustrated, Eugene dropped the book on the bed, out of his sight. He rubbed his eyes, sighing.
"You seem a little at war with yourself." Eugene nearly jumped off the bed. Rapunzel was turned towards him, her eyes wide open, and smiling.
"Blondie! What-why-how long have you been awake?" Eugene dramatically placed his hand over his heart.
"Long enough to know that you're frustrated. And wondering why I was reading it," Rapunzel replied, nodding at the book.
"You get better and better every day," Eugene said, shaking his head. Rapunzel laughed and sat up.
"I only learn from the best." Eugene grinned and picked up the book.
"So why were you reading this? And where did you find it?"
"Well, that library has a lot of books. I just happened to come across it, and I was curious."
"But you obviously didn't enjoy it. You fell asleep." Eugene handed her the book. She flipped through the pages and replied,
"No, I didn't really enjoy it. That Flynnigan Rider was a little too obnoxious for me." Rapunzel glanced at Eugene. "I've said it once, and I'll say it again: I like Eugene Fitzherbert much better." Eugene smiled at her and Rapunzel leaned in and kissed him quickly. She leapt off the bed and exclaimed,
"Let's go do something. I bet Maximus could do with a visit."
"Rapunzel, it's one in the morning." Rapunzel placed her hands on her hips and glared at him. "And you're not allowed out anyway! It's too late Rapunzel." He stood up and walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. She continued to glare at him. She threw her arms up in the air, headed for the door and teased,
"C'mon Eugene. Live a little."