This was for a prompt on an LJ community

Title: Rapunzel Forgot Her Lines
Author: theRegalBeagle
'Verse: Tin Man
Claim: Tin Man in General
Characters(/Pairings): Cain, DG, an OC Witch, and Glitch in the end.
Rating: PG-13. Teenager rating.
Word Count: 1269 according to Microsoft Word.
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): A spoiler here or there.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tin Man or any of its characters. I'm sure I'm not the first in saying…damn.
Summary: The Tin Man version of the German (thanks Wikipedia!) fairy tale "Rapunzel".
Table/Prompt: Fairy Tales – 01. Rapunzel

In a tall tower sits a young girl, her blue eyes staring hopelessly out the only window in her small room. No stairs or doors can be seen anywhere, showing how someone does not want the beautiful girl to leave – or anyone to enter. The girl sighed, scratching at her brunette hair. It falls down her back gracefully.

"Prince Charming my butt," said the girl, "He's sure taking his sweet ass time." She rested her elbows on the ledge of her medium sized window and let her chin fall into her hands. Suddenly she heard a rustling in the forest a few feet away from the base of her tower. She watched as a cloaked figure appeared from the greenery. It was hunched over and laughing silently to itself.

When it reached the tower's base, long pale fingers stretched to the sky. A raspy voice called out from under the hood, "Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Let down your hair, so I can climb the golden stair!" The girl raised an eyebrow and pointed to her locks. The figure's head tilted. "I mean…so I can climb the…brownstair." The figure scratched its head. "Sorry."

The young girl stood up tall and began to push her hair over the edge of the window. Down it fell, all the way to the bottom of the tower. The cloaked figure started to climb up the shining brown braided hair.

"OUCH!" yelped the girl.

"I'm climbing up your hair, it isn't going to feel good!" said the raspy voice, aggravated.

"You couldn't at least take your shoes off? I mean, really! How rude can you – OUCH!"

"Oh, stop complaining!" came the raspy voice again. When the owner of that voice reached the top, young Rapunzel let her climb in before pulling her hair back up. The figure turned and the long-haired brunette could see a smile forming under the hood.

"You know my Prince Charming will be here any day now." said Rapunzel, rather spunky.

"I highly doubt that, dear Rapunzel. I'm here from when the Sun awakes to the Moons' appearance. He would have no time, Love." The figure removed her hood and laughed viciously at poor Rapunzel.

Her short grey hair fell down the sides of her face, as her dark green eyes stared intently at the trapped girl. Rapunzel frowned and crossed her arms. The old witch clapped her hands together, "Now! How about some Scrabble?" she said as she walked over to a closet.

Rapunzel flapped her hands in the air and moaned, "Not again! Can't you just torture me like every other evil witch?"

"Giving you the name of a bustle of radishes isn't torture enough?"

At the End of the Night

The witch placed the board game back into the closet. Rapunzel sat at the table half asleep.

"Up you go! It is time for my leave." The young girl got up and went to the window, where she threw her hair back down. The witch slid to the bottom and cloaked her head before she ran for the woods, leaving Rapunzel alone for another night.

She went back to her typical position of resting her elbows on the ledge and grasping her chin in her palms. She stared at the stars with longing.

"Come on, Charming."

"Who's Charming?" Rapunzel jumped when she heard the unfamiliar voice. Quickly looking down she spotted an older man, maybe in his forties, staring up at her. Although his age was obvious through the way he held himself – with experience and honor – Rapunzel smiled at his blonde hair and strong blue eyes. His tan skin was clear in the fading light.

Rapunzel tried her best to come up with a Damsel in Distress response.

"Heeeeello!" was all she could muster. The man held his mouth open and just blinked at her.

"…hi." He said with slight annoyance. "So, what, you already have a Prince trying to rescue you?" He asked, "Because I can just leave if –"

"NO!" Yelled Rapunzel. "I have no Prince yet. So get me out of here!!" she jumped up and down by the window.

The man smiled up at her, making her loose her balance and fall over. "If you insist, My Lady." He said with a slight bow, "Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Let down your hair, so I can climb your beautiful brown hair!"

Rapunzel, who was in the process of standing up, fell back over. "Gods! What a man!" The blonde's face grew damp and he rubbed the bank of his head in embarrassment.

"My name is Wyatt, Rapunzel. And yes, I am a man." Rapunzel, who was yet again in the process in standing up, fell face first to the hard floor. "Do you mind hurrying it up? It's getting pretty dark out here." Came Wyatt's voice.

The young girl final made it all the way to her feet. She grabbed her hair and was about to throw it down. Wyatt stared up at the long braid when Rapunzel yelled down, "WAIT!"

"What's wrong?" asked Wyatt.

"Take your shoes off."

"…um…okay?" Wyatt kicked off his black boots and stared back up when Rapunzel yelled down again, "WAIT!"

"What now??"

"How old are you?" she asked. Wyatt cocked his head.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to marry some out of date version of my Prince Charming." She said with a huff. Her thin arms crossed her chest. Wyatt stood, offended, trying his best not to loose his temper.

"For your information I'm already married. And I am not out of date!" He crossed his own arms. Rapunzel looked down.

"But I'm supposed to marry the man that saves me." She pouted out. Wyatt thought about it.

"Well, I have son that's –" before he could finish his sentence the long brown braid came crashing down the side of the tower. A smiling Rapunzel stood at the top. Wyatt's face turned red and he sighed.

Right when he was about to climb up, a loud horn blew from the forest. Wyatt and Rapunzel looked at each other before a man with brown curly hair and brown eyes came running out of the trees with a blow horn.

"This is horrible! Just horrible!" he said as he stomped over to Wyatt. He slapped his hands off of the braid, which suddenly fell down from the window completely. Rapunzel pushed back the remaining brown hair without much shock.

"Do you really think the O.Z. is going to enjoy this…this…" the man rubbed his head, trying his best to ignore the shiny zipper that was stuck to his skin. Wyatt put his hands in his face.

"You're the one who chose this stupid 'Rapunzel' story for the upcoming festival, Glitch."

"And you two are the ones that keep FORGETTING THE FREAKING LINES!!" yelled the zipperheaded man.

"Can we take a break? My head is starting to itch." Yelled down 'Rapunzel'. Glitch sighed.

"Sure, DG." He said, before giving Wyatt one last dirty look. As he walked away more people started coming out of the woods. Most were in costumes and some were just carrying make-up kits and the like. "Castle Laundry Lady! I say, Castle Laundry Lady!" said Glitch.

The witch came walking out of the forest. "I have a real name you know."

"Whatever Castle Laundry Lady." The witch sighed and smacked her head. "We're taking a break." Wyatt stared up at DG.

"Did you have to teach him about Fairy Tales, Deeg?" He asked, "Did you??" DG smiled down and she blushed. Wyatt moaned, "It was the dimples wasn't it?" DG nodded.

"Damn his adorable child-like features! Damn them!!"

FIN! (More Fairy Tale Inspired Fics coming soon!!)