A/N: Short little one that I hope is okay. Penned out during Tangled (of course) and I hope this works okay. I know my tenses have been weak as hell so this one is deliberate different timings. I just hope it's clear.


"Guys I want a castle."

Flynn Rider had been used to getting his own way. He was also used to stealing the means to get his own way.

"Can't you imagine me in a castle because I certainly can!" The adrenaline had been pumping as once again, Flynn's mind was filled with castles and riches and ladies. The dullness of whorehouses, taverns and finding a cockroach on your pillow hadn't quite burst his daydream.

When Flynn Rider first began to thieve, necessity and adventure called him to it. A swashbuckling rogue he could be; charm was his mother tongue, rakish behaviour a second skin. Anything to damp down any remnant that was Eugene Fitzherbert. Flynn Rider was far more exciting and Rider usually got what he wanted.

He had set his mind on buying a modest castle with the money from the tiara sale. Even when tricking the Stabbington Brothers and chasing that damned horse, he had thought about the castle.

What he didn't expect was to get the owner of the tiara and an all together much grander castle than he ever thought.

What he didn't expect was the beautiful owner of the tiara with her beautiful smile, her infectious happiness and her never ending curiosity.

Suddenly Eugene didn't care whether that castle had gold toilet seats or whether there was a portrait ten foot tall of his charming smile. He had eyes only for the wonder that had stolen from him. Stealing from a thief was always dangerous and yet Flynn could not care less that Rapunzel had stolen his heart. She had given him so much more back and this was one of those moments.

Stood on the very same rooftop

where his desire for a castle started his arms wrapped around the delightful owner of the tiara who was staring in awe at the sunset. Watching the gold bathe the country, her kingdom, Eugene straightened the tiara atop her head and slipped his hands to her waist once more as she leant back into his chest.

Well he had always liked the view but somehow it had improved drastically.