A/N: Okay, so this crossover was written by two people, and the other person is my best friend, Tea! Anyways, she writes most of the Hetalia parts and I'm the one that writes most of the Tangled parts. We don't own anything except for the plot! Which also really sucks. -_- Anyways, that was practically the disclaimer, so please, read and review! I can not stress that enough! :P But there is such thing as free will, so, do whatever you want. Just enjoy it! Because now I sound like an idiot!...

"Uh, Rapunzel, this isn't necessary." Emily sighed as her brunette friend carefully stitched white fabric around her body. Rapunzel laughed, still sewing. Pascal sat on her shoulder, pointing to where the next stitch should be.

"It totally is! It's your birthday!" the brown haired girl responded happily. Emily shrugged, getting scolded by Rapunzel for moving. "I just don't get why I need a big ball for my birthday. I'm just turning one hundred and fifteen." Rapunzel giggled.

"What?" Emily asked in exasperation. Rapunzel giggled again. "You're old!" Emily sighed, rolling her blue-green eyes. "I'm actually a young country. Most are thousands of years old."

"Yeah, yeah." Rapunzel said, continuing the stitching. She grabbed a pin, pinning two pieces of fabric together.

"Ouch! Be careful where you put those pins!"

"Sorry. I'm almost done anyway."

"Thank goodness!" Emily cheered. She had been standing for three hours straight! Her legs felt like melting, begging her to sit down. She heard the snip of scissors on thread and stretched, her joints popping in protest. As she sat down on a plush chair, there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Emily called. The doors creaked open, Emily making a mental note to oil the hinges later.

Rapunzel looked up and smiled. "Hey, Eugene!" He came in and smiled right back at her, pulling her up close to him and twirled her around, making her giggle. He set her down and kissed her softly on the lips, and she happily returned the kiss. Emily smiled, seeing the young couple so happy together. He turned to Emily and saw her in the dress, and grinned at her.

"Did my little Punzie put you up to this again?"

She smirked. "Well, yeah. At least it wasn't as bad as last time."

Rapunzel pouted. "Hey! I'm just trying to make the ball memorable!"

"No, don't worry, with the amount of dresses I have, it sure is going to be memorable." Emily joked. Rapunzel looked like she was fighting a losing battle, trying to hold back a laugh. Her boyfriend, Eugene, had noticed that, though. He smirked mischievously and edged toward her. "Looks like you need to relax, princess. Maybe you need some help from...the Tickle Monster!" And he grabbed her before she had a chance to do anything about it and started tickling her. Poor Pascal had to hang on for his life (although that might be a bit exaggerated) so he wouldn't be thrown from his best friend's shoulder. Rapunzel was doubling over with laughter, and they finally collapsed on the floor, her lying on top of him and pinning his arms down. "HA!"

Emily busted out laughing as Rapunzel poked Eugene's neck, making him writhe with laughter. Emily clutched her sides as she watched her friend being tortured by his girlfriend. Tears streamed down her face as the grandfather clock chimed 7 PM. Everyone froze. Rapunzel was the first to recover.
"Oh my gosh! It's almost time! We need to get ready!" she cried, rushing out of the room, tugging Eugene behind her. Emily sighed. Soon she'll have to dance. And she hates dancing.

o~*~o

"I've told you already, Blondie, I don't want to go!" Eugene sighed. This was just another chance for all the snobby princes to take advantage of the situation and dance with her. That would probably lead to a visit to the balcony alone where they would- 'don't you dare think of the p- word!' he scolded himself. Okay, so he didn't propose yet because he didn't think the time was right. Anyway, that came to an advantage, spending more time with her so she could fall more in love with him. 'Now I sound like a prince!' he shouted at himself inwardly, and told himself to calm down. 'Whatever makes her happy is fine with me'. Now, through this long, heated discussion with himself, he hadn't noticed that Rapunzel had stopped walking, looking at him with those adorable (but now concerned) green eyes of hers.

"Eugene? Are you...okay?"

He looked down at her, surprised. "Yeah...yeah, just... just lost in thought, I guess." He smirked.

She grinned up at him. "Hmm, now where have I heard that before?" She giggled, "Come on, we'll miss the dance if we don't come early enough!" She dragged him along with her, him rolling his eyes all the while. 'Anything that makes her happy, huh? Well, this is certainly going to be interesting.'

o~*~o

Emily stood before almost the entirety of the kingdom. She stood next to the king who was reciting his speech to the crowd. The queen sat on her throne next to her and Rapunzel sat next to her mother. Emily sighed, she hates standing in front of crowds. It's like awaiting being fed to dogs.
"And now, we may dance. Happy birthday, Corona! Happy birthday, Emily!" the King announced. The crowd chanted a happy birthday before turning to their partners, dancing as the music began. Emily sighed before slowly sneaking behind the thrones. Time to escape -
"Oh no you don't!" Rapunzel cried, grabbing onto Emily's arm, stopping her. Emily turned, shoulders slumping as she pouted. Her eyes watered, enlarging, creating her signature puppy dog face. Rapunzel contemplated releasing her friend, but dismissed that thought. She had a mission after all.
"You're not running away yet! Eugene's waiting with your birthday present!"

o~*~o

"So," Eugene fidgeted, standing in the hallway awkwardly next to...well, let's just call it Emily's birthday present, "Why didn't you visit again?"

"I couldn't." the present answered awkwardly. "My king wouldn't allow it. He said something along the lines of 'government being ruined if I visited.'" he paused. "But being the awesome person I am, I persuaded my ruler to let me visit!"

Eugene smirked. Here was someone he could relate with. He held out his fist and the present answered by pounding it. "Umm, just out of curiosity, how exactly did you persuade him?"

"He died of old age. He was 89 years old. His grandson became king and was awesome enough to let me come here!" the present's smirk grew into a distant smile. "How's the birthday girl? I haven't seen her for forty years."

Eugene's eyes widened. 'Okay, first off, you don't do that to a guy!' He bit his lip. "Well...umm...I've only known her for like two years or so, so...she's ...fine...I guess?"

The present caught Eugene's reluctance, raising an eyebrow in response. "Guess I freaked you out there. So, how'd ya meet Em?"

"Well, I wasn't really the first one to meet her, Punzie was. Then she introduced her to me." Eugene seemed to be remembering something touchy, so Mr. Present shrugged, staring into the hallway. Some girls were giggling, pointing at him, muttering things like "cute" and "prince?". Suddenly, a girl's voice was heard, yelling down the hall. Eugene and the present turned, a smile forming on Eugene's face, while the present bit his lip in sudden nervousness.

"Keep them closed!" Rapunzel yelped in excitement as they came nearer. Emily bit her lip, holding back laughter at her friend's sudden excitement, and covered her eyes with both hands. Rapunzel rushed into her boyfriend's waiting arms, and they kissed quickly, but passionately.

"Uh, Rapunzel, can I open my eyes now?" Emily asked, holding her hands out to keep from bumping into people. Mr. Present felt a slight blush forming on his cheeks. Emily look wonderful. Her hair was down and she wore a simple white dress with a gold sash.

"On three. One...two..." Rapunzel stopped for dramatic effect. Emily groaned, eyelids twitching slightly. "Three!" Emily's eyes snapped open and she cried out in shock. She blinked, rubbing her eyes to see if it was only an illusion. Her present was there alright, smiling down at her.
"G-Gilbert?" Emily asked with uncertainty. Gilbert, her present, nodded, cheeks becoming a light shade of pink. He stuck out his hand, Emily taking it. They shook hands, unsure about what to do next.
"It's been so long!" Emily muttered. She remembered the last time they saw each other. They had been teenagers, and now they are young adults. Unshed tears welled up in Emily's eyes as she slowly hugged her old friend. "Forty years..." they both muttered. The other couple backed away slowly, as not to spoil the perfect moment. They came back into the ball room, where they started dancing as if nothing had happened.

"So," Eugene murmured into his beloved's ear, "You finally did something right."

She laughed silently, "Oh, don't I always?"

He smiled down at her, "Well then, what else did you do right?"

She leaned up to whisper in his ear, "I let you in my tower, didn't I?"

He laughed, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. "I love you."

"I love you more."

"I love you most."

o~*~o

Gilbert and Emily sat on the stone benches in the garden, catching up on each others lives. Emily laughed happily at Gilbert's story of the time when the king got drunk and ran around the castle screaming "I GOT A JAR OF DIRT!"

Gilbert stared at Emily as she told the story of how she and Rapunzel met. Emily was exploring, wanting to know her country better when she ran into the tower. She met Gothel when she was about to get paint for five year old Rapunzel and eventually became Rapunzel's babysitter.

Suddenly, a waltz began to play inside the ballroom. Emily groaned, standing up.

"I'm sorry, Prussia. It's the waltz. I have to dance with some random guy." she said bitterly, glaring at the unknowing dancers. Gilbert...Prussia, laughed, standing to face Emily. "You know, I've been practicing my waltz, so I bet I can dance better than you, partner?" Emily laughed, taking his hand and running inside. "Challenge accepted!"

A/N: Like I said, please review! Reviews are love! And you also might get a hug from whatever character you want! Now, I have to do something...*runs off chasing Romano*