"Come on" Rapunzel muttered to herself as commanded her arms to move faster, "And…time!" She shouted to herself as she swept the last pile of dirt into the dustpan. Rapunzel turned to the clock on the wall that read 7:13 am.

"Yes!" The blonde shouted in triumph, "A new record for…doing chores" she finished off disappointedly. Rapunzel turned to her little green chameleon Pascal that had climbed onto her shoulder, "Does that sound really sad to you?" she asked him.

Pascal was sympathetic to his best friend and simply shrugged his shoulders. Rapunzel sighed, blowing a stray blonde hair from her face. "Well, now we're free to do what we want" Rapunzel said in a cheery tone, but she would be fooling herself if it was all true cheer. After almost seventeen years of being in a tower, doing everything humanly possible and more in the confided space actually got quite boring.

A cool fall breeze blew across Rapunzel's cheek, drawing her attention to the window, the entrance to the world unknown to her. The girl felt a nonexistent force drawing her to it.

Rapunzel steeped up onto the wooden ledge of the window, the pads of her feet dropping in temperature even more. She gazed out at the familiar scene before her, a scene so familiar that she knew where every bud bloomed after the wintertime, every shining constellation, and exactly what ridge the floating lights appear over on her birthday, always.

The blonde sighed to herself again; her eighteenth birthday was 6 months, though to her it might as well have been a billion years. 6 months until the floating lights would rise up in the sky for 15 glorious minutes of her life, she felt as if she was in her own little world, it was magical.

"But it would be even more magical if you were there in person" Rapunzel said out loud to herself. She slapped a hand quickly over her mouth, how dare her conscience say that. "You know what mother says is out there" Rapunzel began arguing with herself, "There's ruffians and Thugs and cannibals and…and…" She stuttered a little, another breeze had just swept by, bringing up the smell of fresh grass. It was intoxicating.

Rapunzel had always wondered what fresh grass felt like. She remembered her mother bring a handful of blades to her once, she had spent the next couple hours rubbing the grass on her face, her pads of her feet, and between her toes. Though, it still hadn't filled that wonder part of her enough, she actually needed to be there for it to be complete.

The blonde's feet betrayed her as they kicked her massive hair out the window, creating the perfect way for her to escape her door less tower. Just one slide down and she could fully be a part of this world.

One of her feet immediately hooked around her hair, "No you don't, get back here!" She exclaimed to her foot, but only have her other foot loop into the golden locks, "Oh this is happening! This is happening!" Rapunzel panicked as her body betrayed her commands as hand over hand, she began climbing down her makeshift rope.

However, once the blonde finally calmed her mind and wheezing breath, she actually began enjoying this. Rapunzel felt with every inch she was climbing down, more and more invisible weight was taken off her shoulders, it was the taste of close freedom.

Rapunzel began giggling excitedly as she was now only a few feet away from the ground, from her fantasy land.

Suddenly the grandfather clock up in the tower chimed for 7:30, her mother would be arriving soon from picking herbs. Sheer panic washed over Rapunzel as she began clawing her way back up, she ignored the protests of Pascal, who was hanging on for dear life onto the bucking teen. Rapunzel had a flashback to when she was thirteen, how Rapunzel had kept pestering her mother about going outside so much, that she was grounded to her room for two weeks with only a book about murders left unsolved, how the killer was never found. So if her mother caught her outside the tower, who knew what would happen to her.

Rapunzel practically launched herself back through her window, scraping her knees against the hard tiles floor. The blonde barely paid attention to that at all as she worked on trying to calm her shaking body.

"Rapunzel!" Mother Gothel's voice called out only seconds later, "I would appreciate it if you would pull me up too"

"Coming Mother!" Rapunzel squeaked out, as she jumped to her feet and began to pull the massive hair up to the window.

Gothel enthusiastically through her arms over her head when she finally reached the window, "Oh hello my—" Gothel cut herself short, as he happy expression turned into a little offended, "Now don't be such a drama queen sweetie, I certainly don't weight much at all"

Rapunzel looked at her mother confused, but then realized that her breathing was still pretty ragged from her panic attack from just seconds ago, "Oh you know how I am sometimes mother" Rapunzel laughed nervously trying her best to cover up her forbidden act, "teenager attitude"

Gothel cocked an eyebrow at the young girl, but shrug it off quickly, "So you finished your chores I presume?"

"Of course mother" Rapunzel replied, straightening her posture and folding her hands behind her back, just like the good obedient daughter she was supposed to be.

"Good, and don't forget to start pickling the meat, drying the grains, and candying the fruit" Gothel went on as she began to unpack her basket of the days herbs and foods. "Looks like a harsh winter will be coming this year"

"I'll start right on it" Rapunzel said in a mechanical tone, and that ended their routine conversation that always lasted a minute and a half, no more, no less.

Silence sat in the room for a few moments, as Rapunzel chewed at her lip to ask her mother a question she had pondering while she had been doing her morning chores, "Mother…"

"Yes flower"

"I…I…" she stuttered a little before she blurted out her question, "I was wondering if I could plant a garden in the spring"

Gothel looked at Rapunzel quizzically, who was now rolling on the balls of her feet, "Why would you need a garden? I get all the things we need already"

"Yes but—" Rapunzel strayed off a little as she began playing with a strand of her golden hair, "I would love to go outside, and feel the sun, and grass, and getting filthy from working in the dirt!" she exclaimed, unable to keep the excitement of the fantasy inside her.

The older woman sighed as she turned fully to Rapunzel. "Have you learned nothing from last time my dear about what horrors lie beyond this safe tower?"

"Of course I do" Rapunzel replied, "But it's only a couple of feet and—"

"No Rapunzel" Gothel said bluntly, but Rapunzel wasn't done with her argument yet.

"And it's not like I would run off or anything—"

"We're done with this" Gothel said back even more firmly

"And I can take care of myself!" Rapunzel rose her voice up a little bit

"Enough Rapunzel!" Gothel screamed, "You are not leaving this tower, ever!"

Rapunzel was taken back by her mother's fury, but some unknown part of her didn't want to stop just because of that. "But why not!" The blonde screamed back, surprised at herself for having her voice actually be that angry, "I could have a life and see other people if I could just get out there, it could be a good experience for me!"

Gothel surprising stayed calm and looked upon the girl as if she was dealing with a rebellious puppy than a seventeen year old girl, "Oh my naïve flower" Gothel said collapsing into a chair dramatically, "When are you going to realize that there is nothing out there that the world can offer you that you don't already have here" Gothel happily gestured to their home, "what more could you possibly want?"

Rapunzel turned a light shade of pink as she softly spoke out her next sentence, "Well for one, what about…boys?"

The older woman just began laughing at her daughter's question, "You mean falling in love?" Rapunzel nodded her head in embarrassment, "Rapunzel, that's the oldest trick in the art of manipulation"

"But maybe it won't look be like that for me" Rapunzel said defensively, "Maybe I'll actually meet a great guy and have my purpose for being out in the world"

Gothel, obviously bored of this conversation, stood up and put on her cloak again. It was time for her to go get some new cloth, as she did every once a month, "I'm see I'm going to have to be blunt with you dear" She gripped Rapunzel's shoulder, "There is absolutely nothing out there for you, but cruel, deceitful, people who only want to use you" She leaned down her face a little closer to Rapunzel's for effect, "Always"

Satisfied in seeing Rapunzel drop her head down, Gothel grabbed the end of her daughter's hair and headed back to the window with her basket in hand. Rapunzel trailed after her mother, her face speaking of defeat. The blonde slowly lowered her mother back down to the ground and watched as the woman disappeared into the forest.

She crossed her arms tightly across her chest in annoyance as she rested them on the windowsill, "My purpose for staying in that world is out there" Rapunzel said determined as she laid her head down on her crossed arms, "I just have to find it"

"Come on!" Hiccup horrendous Haddock III exclaimed to his father as the two of them exited out of the guy's loft, "This won't be another disaster, I can help!" He exclaimed to his father with slight desperation in his voice.

"Right" Stoick the Vast said amused to his fifteen year old son, "Just like you said the last time, and the time before that, and the time—"

"But this one will work this time" Hiccup shouted to his father again as he held up his blueprints to him, "This'll help shoot bolos at twice the height and four times the speed!"

Stoick laughed boomingly at his son, "Or you could build up some muscle and make an effort to fix all…this"

"You just gestured to all of me" Hiccup said annoyed

Stoick nodded as if he had made his point, as he exited out the front door, not giving his son a second glance.

Hiccup let out an annoyed sigh as he collapsed into a chair that was obviously too big for him, "Why do I even try?" The teen Viking looked at the sketch that was in his limp hand. He knew where this was going to be stashed away to for all of eternity…most likely.

"Well 'm happy you decided' t' drag yur' lazy butt here" Gobber joked with his thick Scottish accent as he saw his apprentice walk through the door. When he got no usual dry humor response, the old blacksmith looked to Hiccup slumming across the floors, he knew what that meant. "You and 'r old man have anothar argument?"

"Nothing gets past you Gobber, huh?" Hiccup droned out as he threw open the curtain that led to his private back room. Gazing at his invention again, he stuck it up next to the other unaccomplished creations of his, and this one was supposed to be his greatest creation yet. Hiccup had spent so much of his spare time re-designing this, so many crumbled calculations, so many run down pencils, all for not even a glance from his dad, what a waste.

"Don't take 't so hard kid" Gobber said as he continued to hammer at a new blades that would go in the Thornton twin's spears. "You know a Village Chief must show no—"

"Must show no emotion or weakness, yeah, yeah, I get it" Hiccup annoyingly finished for his mentor as he switched out of his fur vest into his apron. "But you know he's gotten a lot worst ever since my mom died" And with saying that Hiccup fingers reached inside his vest that was hanged up and let his fingers glide over the rough texture of his little brown book, that last possession his mom ever gave him.

His mom had been the only one that had shown interest in his different views of life, though with being lifelong friends with Gobber, she was probably used to hearing crazy theories. And truthfully, the very first thing he ever drew in this book was his mother, looking like a deformed potato. But she had praised it anyways. He still had that picture tucked away under his mattress.

"Ya''" Gobber replied with as much grim as Hiccup had, but he shook it off quickly, Viking men equaled no emotions, "Well mopin' isn't going t' get this work done, we've got a load of weapons to fix for dragon trainin'"

"Ah yes" Hiccup said as he searched for his favorite hammer on one of them messy workshops tables, "And I'll make sure I bring some of my enthusiastic cheers for everyone else who will actually participating"

"Tha's th' spirit Hiccup!" Gobber exclaimed as he slapped the teen on the back with his good hand, "Keepin' 't positive even if Odin's great ghost wouldn't bet on ya surviving dragon trainin' either"

"Thank you for those words of 'kindness'" Hiccup responded using his fingers to quote on his emphasis.

"Anytime' me boy!" Gobber said with over enthusiasm, "Now come on, those twins will be here any—"

"Hey move it numskull!" a shrill girl's voice exclaimed, Hiccup groaned to himself, the terrible twins have arrived.

"Minute…" Gobber finished with a tone that matched Hiccup's mood.

Hiccup turned to see the pair both trying to fit through the door at the same time, these two could never agree on anything. Ever. The teen turned to his mentor and they telepathically said in union 'Rock, paper, sword.' Hiccup groaned again as Gobber triumphly covered his hand paper over Hiccup's own hand rock; it was his turn to deal with his fellow teens.

After Gobber made some lame excuse that he had to go pick up a mysterious something up, Hiccup took a deep breath and turned to the spawns of Hel. "You guys here for your spears?" He asked lamely

"What else would we be here for useless" Ruffnut replied, trying to sound all high and mighty.

Hiccup bit down his tongue, as he turned and quickly attached and tied down the four new spear heads to the end of the two poles effortlessly. Of course it was one of his skills that didn't seem to impress anyone.

"Here you go" The teen said as he threw the spears to the correct twin, they were extremely particular of only having their own weapon in their hands. And just for good measure he added, "And remember to use them on the dragon and not each other"

"Pretty bold for you telling us what to do?" Tuffnut said as his famous mischievous grin crept over his lips, Hiccup mentally rolled his eyes. This could lead into a whole rant from him about how he thinks he's so much better than anyone else.

"Come on you two!" barked out Astrid's voice, just what Hiccup needed, to act even more foolishly just from hearing her voice. "We've got training at three sharp!"

"At three sharp!" Ruffnut mimicked in an annoyed tone as she hefted her spear over her shoulders.

"See ya loser" Tuffnut said to Hiccup as he through it over one shoulder, trying to outdo his sister once again, "have fun staying in the cave you belong in"

Hiccup didn't take too much offense to the snide comment as he grabbed a sword from the work pile and began sharpening it up. Comments like that were regular basis thing around here, it was a good day for him if he only got 3 insults.

"But I will get out there some there someday" Hiccup said determined as he glanced out the shop window, "I just have to find my purpose"

Authors note

Well? What do you think? I hope I did alright with this first chapter of hopefully a great story (crosses fingers). Read and Review my fellow fanfic freaks!

P.S. How was Gobber? Still trying to get used to writing in accents, was it decent at least?