Rapunzel ran a hand through her sunshine blonde hair as she sighed and looked down at the balcony. She turned when she heard the door open behind her. "Still no leads yet, huh?" she asked, feeling so stressed that she might as well have grey hair instead of blonde.

The guard nodded. "Yes, Princess...there are no leads on Flynn Rider yet, but once we catch him, we will take your crown back, lock him up, and hang him immediately. Please forgive us for the hiatus we had."

Rapunzel waved her hand to dismiss the last thought. "Nonsense. The hiatus was for Christmas, remember? I scheduled that for the whole kingdom to rejoice and be happy. No wonder it was stolen. I had to have that big celebration, in which Flynn Rider had the perfect chance to sneak in and steal it when I didn't wear it." She huffed, thinking about the man with the good looks and oddly shaped noses in the Wanted signs.

Slowly, the guard closed the door and walked up to the princess at a respective distance from her, so that nobody got any ideas on what they were up to. He bowed slightly and said," We will try our best. I will make our best troop get to work and start on the search immediately, Princess Rapunzel. We'll have this situation handled, so that you don't have to worry." With those words, he bowed once again and headed out without another word.

Sighing once again, she set her elbow on the balcony rail and put her chin on her palm. She looked across the village, trying to pinpoint any location the bandit could be at. In all honesty, she didn't pay attention to the Wanted sign. She just imagined him as a large man with rugged looks, a long beard, and a shaved head. His clothes would be torn and tattered, rags patching up the holes in them, and boots that had holes in the soles of them.

To ease her mind, the blonde princess headed out of the balcony area, descended the stairs, and quickly went on her way to the village. Her hair, which was to her waist at the moment, was pulled up into a high ponytail, a red ribbon keeping it there. She walked with a kind air, but everyone knew who she really was. They all treated her as if she were a full course meal, which was the opposite of what most had for dinner.

Rapunzel offered a smile to everyone she passed and when she saw a lost child, she'd pick them up and looked for their mother, father, or both. She would never imagine being away from her life. It was fantastic the way it was.

When she returned the last lost child she saw, she was suddenly knocked off her feet and was pushed into a poor passerby. Quickly, he put his hands under her arms and she turned around, catching sight of some stubble on a man's chin, and neat brown hair.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, turning the princess around as if she were a child.

Rapunzel nodded. "Yeah. Thanks. Can you let me go?" She hadn't seen him around the village when she went around. She would've definitely remembered such a face like that. He wore a denim jacket, a black shirt, and jeans with holes in them. On his feet were boots that seemed a little worn out, but were fit for wearing. When she looked up, she met with his deep brown eyes and looked at his suave hair once again.

The man put her down and cleared his throat. "Now, if you're done checking me out, can you answer me a question?" he asked. She finally noticed a brown strap around his neck and saw that he had a satchel. It was a bit suspicious, considering that nobody carried bags/satchels in the village. Baskets, yes, but no bags or satchels.

"What is it?" Rapunzel asked, not liking the tone of his voice. His voice was deep, but full of sarcasm and humor. Didn't he know the difference between sophisticated and carefree, or were they all the same to him?

"I asked you to answer me a question, not ask me one," he replied with a smirk," but anyway, that's the palace, right?" He didn't wait for her to answer. "So...who's the princess?"

Rapunzel raised an eyebrow. "I am..."

"Oh! Swell! What great luck I have! Just letting you know, I'm Eugene Fitzherbert. Some old lady told me to look for you!" he said, as if it were the best thing in the world. "Look, I got to show you something." He then took her arm and dragged her off. What was up with this "Eugene Fitzherbert" and why was he acting so strange?

A/N: Me and my Disney movie obsession! Can't stop me, can yah? First, I have a Spirited Away fanfiction, then, The Nightmare Before Christmas, then, Victorious(which I know is not a Disney thing), and now, Tangled! Hope you enjoyed the rather jumbled up, slow, boring, and uneventful first chapter! Hope you enjoyed!

Enjoy your day~

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