A/N: Again, another random idea that was floating in my head for a while, so I decided to pick it out and put it on a document. Yeah, I know. Gross, huh? Anyway, I don't know if I should continue it or not...I'll leave it to you reviewers to decide! I got inspired while listening to In My Head by Jason Derulo, and man it's a good song! I don't own anything except for the plot, which totally sucks, because Disney's too selfish to share the idea *glares*. Please review and tell me what you think! Could be just a one-shot for now...

He felt so out-dressed. I mean, look at them! They had puffy sleeves, fancy cloaks, some even had crowns! He shifted uneasily in his mud stained boots. After all, he wasn't here for the party. He was here for a crown. The crown of the Princess of Corona, to be exact. The lovely Rapunzel. He'd heard of her all over, her goodness, her kindness, and her contagious optimism. And, he had to admit, he'd wanted to meet her for himself. He had to see...he couldn't believe he was thinking of this now, but he had to see if she was as beautiful as people often said she was. But she would be easy to spot. After all, she did have seventy feet of golden blond hair. It was just...braided. Or so he had heard. He walked around, occasionally flirting with a few girls, making their spouses and boyfriends glare at him. But he didn't mind. He'd gotten glares like that a million times before. No, he was used to it. He suddenly tripped on something, making another person fall down along with him. What he tripped on wasn't a rug like he thought it was. He had tripped on...hair? Bingo.

He helped the Princess up apologizing the whole way, "Oh, Princess, I'm sorry, I didn't see-" He was cut off as she looked up at him and he saw her face for the first time. She was beautiful. Prettier than he could possibly imagine. And right then, he saw it. He saw it all happen in his head. He was her boyfriend! She loved him! She completed his life and was his forever. But he shook it off. He wasn't here to find love. He was here for the crown. She stared up at him, speechless too. But her eyes weren't full of awe. They were full of curiosity. She finally spoke, and her voice sent warmness down his spine.

"It-it's okay, really, everybody does it. I'm practically used to it by now."

He smiled warmly at her, "Well, then, Princess Rapunzel, I'll get out of your way. Oh, and happy birthday." She returned the smile, turning back to her royal friends. But she kept on glancing back at him. He leaned against a marble column, smiling. Until one of those princes came up to her. And offered to dance. He snorted in disgust at the prince, seeing how easily he'd made her dance. But when she danced- it was indescribable. Everyone couldn't resist joining in. It was like she had the power of...of friendliness! He shook his head, chuckling as the lively music played. The princess swung around to face him, and, smiling, she gestured for him to join. He shook his head with a smile. He didn't dance. Suddenly, someone shoved him from behind and a dancer grabbed his hand. He rolled his eyes. He so didn't dance. But, as he twirled around and around and around by multiple dancing partners, he couldn't help but want to dance with the princess. She seemed to be the center of all this dancing, happiness, and beauty. Every dance revolved around her. No one minded, really. It was best this way. Suddenly, the dance came abruptly to a stop, and he found none other than the Princess of Corona in his arms. The dance broke up and everyone went their separate ways.

He and the princess went over to a nearby bench and sat down next to each other, catching their breaths. The first thing he said when he could say a thing was, "Whoa, you can really dance!"

She laughed at that, and he instantly loved the sound of her laughter. He had to admit, it really was contagious, and soon he was chuckling too. She smiled up at him. "Everyone tells me that, but I don't really think I'm that good. Am I?"

He laughed, "You're better than me, that's for sure!"

She frowned, hiding a smile. "You weren't that bad!"

"Trust me, if I'm not trying, I'm a total mess. You shouldn't have asked me to dance, it could've been a total disaster!" he replied humorously.

She smiled at him innocently, her big green eyes shining. "I trust you."

He winced. Not many people say that without regretting it later on. No doubt she would. He smirked down at her. "Say, Princess, didn't you have your crown on a minute ago?"

She looked up and clutched her head in surprise. "I thought it was there the whole time! Must've slipped off or- ...something..." She grabbed it from his nimble fingers and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Oh, you're quick, aren't you?"

She grinned in satisfaction. "Yep."

He frowned at her. "Now where did it go?" She stared down at her now empty hands and gaped her mouth open in shock. She shifted her gaze to him. He waved the crown above his head as he ran down a nearby hallway. She laughed and chased after him.

"Give it back!"

"I don't think so!"

They laughed and chased each other all the way to the end of the hallway, where she pouted in defeat. "Fine. You win. Now give it back!" He looked down and saw his comrades, the Stabbington brothers under the balcony they were standing on. The ropes were already waiting at the edge of the balcony for him. He grinned. "Not just yet, milady."

She pouted at him. "What do I have to do now?"

He frowned in fake concentration. "Hmm, let me think. Oh, right. Kiss me."

She smiled at him and leaned in, and he surprisingly did the same. When their lips were about to touch, she hastily grabbed the crown from behind his back. "Ha!" she exclaimed with a satisfied smile, "I win." He smiled testingly at her. She slowly looked down at her hands, seeing not a crown, but a piece of rope. He smiled, waving the crown above his head. He jumped onto the edge of the balcony, balancing perfectly. He smirked and leaned down, his face almost touching hers. "Oh, and by the way, princess," he winked, "The name's Flynn Rider." And with that, he grabbed a rope and slid down from the balcony- with the princess's crown.

A/N: Review, review, review! Tell me what you liked, what you disliked, and if you want me to continue the story!