Hey there readers! Yeah I know, I know I still have two stories to update and that I'm SUPPOSED to be working on a How to Train Your Dragon fic with Mary Penelope, but this has been stuck in my mind for a couple weeks now, and I just HAD to start it.

I just want to do the disclaimer before the dedication, other wise it'll mess up the mood.

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Tangled, Disney does. I love Disney.

This story is dedicated to:

My baby sister, who the main character is fondly named after, as well as the hair color.

My 8 year old brother Aidan, who Pascal reminds me so much of.

Once upon a time in kingdom where thieves became good and lost princesses were found, there lived the graceful Queen Rapunzel and the handsome King Eugene (formerly known as notorious thief, Flynn Rider). They had been married for just two years when the queen gave birth to a beautiful little baby girl.

What struck them as slightly odd wasn't the fact that she had more hair than regular babies, no it was the color. The newborn baby princess had been born with a head of lustrous, shiny copper hair. Not just any copper, the copper of a fresh newly minted coin.

Though they worried slightly about what this might mean, they didn't dwell on it. She had been born a wonderful healthy baby, with beautiful brown eyes. Their opinion changed one day though, when the queen decided to share a song with her beloved baby.

As she rocked her 2 month old baby girl in her arms, the queen started to sing:

Flower gleam and glow

Let your power shine

Make the clock reverse

Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt

Change the Fate's design

Save what has been lost

Bring back what once was mine

What once was mine

All at once the baby's hair started to glow and shine so bright, that the queen could hardly look at her. When the light died down, the queen hurriedly set the child in her cradle, and ran to tell her husband.

In a panic the king immediately demanded that her hair be cut before any misfortune could befall her. The queen, remembering her own experience, wanted to wait until she had grown older and her hair had lengthened a bit. She did not want her daughter have such a choice taken from her before she could even comprehend what was happening. Because they both knew that after it was cut, it would never change, and cutting it during such an early age could mean hair even shorter than the queen's. The king did everything he could to change his wife's mind, but once the queen had made a decision, her mind was set.

So the child's hair was left to grow as it may. And grow it did, by the age of 13 the princess's hair had reached a lengthy 50 feet. Not as long as her mother's had been, but still, it was quite a lot of hair. But the king and queen still worried what would happen if someone like just as selfish and cruel as Mother Gothel found out about their daughter's power. So they forbid her to leave the castle, she could go out to the spacious gardens they had grown just for her, but she could not go beyond the palace walls.

Little did they know, that soon their princess was about to have the outside adventure of a lifetime.

So how was it? Good? Bad? Eh? Please leave your answer in any comments you may have about this delicate beginning. Just click on the little blue button down below.