Disclaimer: I don't own Tangled.
Rapunzel giggled as she nudged open the door to Eugene's private lounge. Her wedding ring glinted on her finger as she stepped inside where sunlight streamed in through open windows.
Pascal tugged on her short brown locks and gave an indignant squeak.
"What, Pascal? I'll be careful not to wake him," Rapunzel whispered.
"Wake me?" a voice asked as the door slammed shut. "Why ever would you think I'm asleep, blondie?"
Rapunzel had frozen but she gave a nervous giggle and melted into her husband's arms after the initial scare wore off. "Oh, Eugene, isn't today wonderful?"
"You're here, how can it not be?"
Pascal covered his eyes as the two shared a kiss.
"Eugene, I have something to tell you," Rapunzel said as soon as she could. "But maybe you should sit down first."
"No, no, tell me. I can handle it."
"Alright." She took a deep breath. "You're going to be a father."
Eugene blinked. "Uh…what?"
"You're going to be a father. I'm pregnant." Rapunzel smiled, nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Eugene stared at her and then simply fainted onto the floor.
Rapunzel looked at Pascal, who just shrugged and gave her a look that read, 'I told you he wasn't daddy material'.
