A/N: a short series of one shots written before Tangled actually came out. I purposely avoided trailers before seeing the movie, because I didn't want to spoil it for myself. So, obviously, these are inaccurate, based on what I thought might/wanted to happen. I thought I would share them with you! So please don't tell me I got it wrong: I know. Like I said, these one shots are my impression of the movie before I saw it. So, obviously, Rapunzel and Flynn are hard to get completely wrong, but since I only saw the first trailer, I was poorly informed (on purpose) of everything else. Enjoy, and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Tangled

"I want to climb to the top of that tree!" She cried, pointing.

Flynn followed her direction, and raised his eyebrows. The tree had to be sixty feet tall.

"You might want to think about it first," he responded, but he could tell by her wide eyes and excited grin she wasn't listening at all. Already her hair was snaking up the tree as she approached it's base. He sighed and followed, watching as she wrapped one hand in the hair, it already helping her up. Her other hand was free, grabbing branches as she came close. Flynn sighed, and climbed up after her.

Before long, Rapunzel was approaching the top, and no longer even bothering to reach out a hand to grab the passing branches to steady herself.

"You know, you might at least pretend you're being careful," he called up to her in exasperation. He was still climbing the lower branches, and she was able to reach the last few.

"Why? I'm perfectly fine. My hair's better than any rope," she yelled back. "You worried, Flynn?"

He paused to roll his eyes, even though she wasn't watching him. "Hardly. I just don't want to clean up the mess you'll make if you fall," he retorted. He waited for her to respond, and frowned when she didn't. What was she doing? He craned his neck, and froze. A gray haired witch, probably her "keeper", hovered on a broom a few feet above the blonde girl. Though it was far away, he could manage to make out a silver knife as it sliced through the coil of hair wrapped around the trunk of the tree. Then he was no longer paying attention to the witch, even as she flew away cackling.

The world seemed to slow after he heard the scream. He could do nothing as the girl to whom he had shown the world fell through the branches, hitting and breaking some on the way. She hit a branch below him, slipping off and landing on the ground on her back with a dull thud.

"No. No!" he shouted, swinging himself off his perch and landing agilely on the balls of his boot-shod feet. He ran over to her unconscious form.

Her now-shorted hair was splayed in all directions, and for once, was completely motionless. Her eyes were shut, and her hand were limp instead of clenched.

"No, you'll be okay," he said to her lifeless form. "You're okay. You've gotta be okay."

He couldn't ignore the flood of tumult inside him. How could she be dead? Only seconds ago she was laughing and talking to him. Someone with as much will to live couldn't die so soon after they'd first seen the world.

"NO!" he shouted, turning and kicking the base of the tree. "Ow!" he involuntarily hopped on one foot, clutching the foot he'd just hurt. Flynn wasn't paying attention, and tripped over the girl laying on the ground behind him.

"Mmmph," came a mumble.

Flynn sprung to his feet as if poked by a spear. He saw her stir, and knelt beside her.

"Rapunzel. Rapunzel! Can you hear me?"

"mmph...ow. My head," she mumbled in response. "Is it broken?"

He laughed with relief, but slid a hand behind her head. He couldn't feel any bumps or cuts, but he wasn't exactly an expert. She fell a long way, and he wanted someone who actually knew what they were doing to check up on her. He knew a local physician who could check up on Rapunzel. So Flynn scooped the girl up in his arms, cradling her against his chest, and jogged off in the direction of the wiseman. Rapunzel's seventy feet of hair shone in a golden ribbon that trailed along after him.

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