Chapter 1
The meeting

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III had it all. The respect he deserved after all those years of being made fun of, and not to mention, a beautiful girlfriend any guy in the tribe would die for. It had been 5 years since the defeat of Red Death, and he couldn't believe how the single deed of defeating the dragon would bring him such a life.

Just a few weeks ago, everyone held a party for his promotion of being the future chief. He felt accomplished. However, his plans didn't stop there, he had proceeded to think before hand, and came to the conclusion he'd continue with his travels. After said decision, he'd ask Astrid for her hand in marriage. Yes, life couldn't get any better.

Hiccup inwardly smiled, gazing at the beautiful sunset. Rays of light dancing among the sky, the ocean giving a luminescent glow. Truly a breathtaking, snapping out of his thoughts, he headed for his village, helmet in his grasp.

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In a faraway land, and hidden within the depth of a cave, stood a tower. A tower where a young girl named Rapunzel cleaned, marvelously singing away.

7 am, the usual morning line up
Start on the chores and sweep 'till the floor's all clean.
Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up
Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15

And so I'll read a book
Or maybe two or three
I'll add a few new paintings to my gallery
I'll play guitar and knit
And cook and basically
Just wonder when will my life begin?
Then after lunch it's puzzles and darts and baking

Paper mache, a bit of ballet and chess
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle making
Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch, take a climb
Sew a dress!

And I'll reread the books if I have time to spare
I'll paint my walls some more, I'm sure there's some room somewhere
And then I'll brush, and brush and brush my hair
Stuck in the same place I've always been
And I'll keep wonderin' and wonderin' and wonderin'

When will my life begin?
Tomorrow night, the lights will appear
Just like they do on my birthday each year
What is it like out there, where they glow?
Now that I'm older, mother might just let me go

Rapunzel sighed, finishing the painting she had started— the paint brush smoothly gliding over, filling in her hair. She huffed, leaning back and retreating her hand. Her green hues longingly stared at the drawing, solely focused on the depiction of the floating lights.

Maybe, just maybe, her Mother might give permission to go outside, and see the lights. That's all she really wanted, that's all she asked for. She did hope it wouldn't be too much.

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Hiccup was setting up for his trip, smiling as the Vikings surrounded his very figure. Astrid and Stoick within range, content with being onlookers. After a few minutes, he finished and went to quickly adjust Toothless' saddle, with a satisfied grunt, he turned."Well, we're all set. We're both going to miss you all." Came his abrupt speech, green hues glazing over everyone. " I promise to return as soon as possible, you all have my word."

They all gave a nod, all in mutual agreement with occasional murmurs slicing through the air. Astrid was the first to approach him, slowly placing her hands on his chest, she briefly planted a kiss on the lips, breaking apart afterwards, she smiled lovingly.

"I'll be waiting. Promise that you won't fall for any other girl?" She playful teased with a tilt of her head.

"You've got it, to me, you're the only one I want." He assured, huskily whispering.

This sent shivers down the viking-ness' spine before playfully pushing him, softly snorting. She gave him on last glance and retreated only to be followed up by his Father.

"Be careful out there Hiccup." Stoick said, resting a hand on his shoulders, giving it a firm shake.

"I will."

Despite all those farewells he received, he didn't feel sad, not one bit. He was too excited, but that didn't mean he wouldn't miss them, of course he would! However, there was not time for sulking, he had discovering to do, climbing onto the saddle, he waved goodbye and shifted his prosthetic leg into gear,

And they were off.

Toothless shot through the sky, a laughing Hiccup encouraging his scaly companion's actions. He took his time admiring the view, no matter how many times he soared, he'd never get tired of it. They soared for what seemed hours, but in actuality it was day. Soon land came into view, one which he didn't recognize—completely oblivious the huge castle proudly standing, obvious life sporting the island, which wasn't too far away—Green hues shone excitingly, he tapped the top of the dragon's head.

"Let's find somewhere to land."

Toothless gurgled incoherently, and dove for the ground.

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"This is it. This is a very big day Pascal. Hmm-mm. I'm finally going to do it. I'm gonna ask her." Rapunzel giggled, looking at her chameleon companion.

"Rapunzel!" A voice echoed, which incited a startled gasp from the blonde. "Let down your hair!"

"It's time." Pascal straighten himself as she hid him within her box of paintbrushes. "I know, I know, come on, don't let her see you."

"Rapunzel, I'm not getting any younger down her!"

"Coming mother!" She then threw hair outside, graciously falling onto the ground, feeling the added weight, she slowly pulls her mother up. A woman with grayish curly hair made her appearance.

"Welcome home mother." The teen politely greeted.

"Rapunzel! How you manage to do that every single day without fail! It looks absolutely exhausting, darling."

"Hmm, heheheh. Alright, so, Mother, as you know, tomorrow is a very big day—"

"Rapunzel, look in that mirror. You know what I see? I see a strong,confident, beautiful young lady." This earned a smile from the said girl. "Oh look, you're here too. hahahaha, I'm just teasing! Stop taking everything so seriously, argh."

"Okay, so mother, as I was saying, tomorrow—"

"Rapunzel, mother is feeling a little run-down. Would you sing for me, dear? That'll do."

"Oh! Of course, mother." The blonde was quick on her feet, setting everything up within seconds as she handed the brush to Gothel, grasping her daughter's hair, she brought the brush close, she was interrupted.

"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine, make the clock reverse—"

"Wait—"

"Bring back what once was mine—"

"Wait—"

"Heal what had been hurt, change the fates' design."

Grey eyes widening, brushing the hair as quickly as possible.

"Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine."

"Rapunzel!"

"So, mother, earlier I was saying tomorrow's a pretty big day and you really didn't respond, so I'm just going to tell you, it's my birthday! Uh. Tada."

"No, no, no, it can't be. I distinctly remember: your birthday was last year." The brunette added with a wiggle of her index finger, looking at Rapunzel expectantly.

"That's the funny things about birthdays—they're kind of an annual thing! Uh Mother, I'm turning eighteen, and I wanted to ask, um,what I really want for my birthday..." she drawled out, struggling to continue her sentence. "Actually what I really want for my birth—want for my birth—"

"Okay Rapunzel, please stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about mumbling—blah blah blah blah, it's very annoying. I'm just teasing, you're adorable, I love you so much darling."

Rapunzel glances to her left, and notices Pascal cheer her on, before returning her attention to the woman standing before her.

"Arg...I want to see the floating lights."

"Uh—Huh, what?"

"Oh. Well I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights."

"Oo, you mean the stars?"

"That's the thing. I've charted stars and they're always constant—but these, they appear every year on my birthday mother, only on my birthday, and I can't help but feel they're...they're meant for me." Rapunzel spoke longingly, placing her hand against her chest, a distant look in her eyes. "I need to see them mother, and not just from my window. In person, I have to know what they are."

"You want to go outside?" Gothel scoffed, almost as if she were insulted. "Why Rapunzel, look at you, as fragile as a flower. Still a little sapling, just a sprout. You know why we stay up in this tower."

"I know but..." she tried to interject, already aware of the reasons.

"That's right, to keep you safe and sound dear. Guess I always knew this day was coming, knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest. Soon but not yet." A single finger booped Rapunzel's nose.

"But—"

"Shh! Trust me pet, Mother knows best." As on cue, the lights went out, much to the girl's dismay.

Mother knows best
One way or another
Something will go wrong, I swear
Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand
Cannibals and snakes...the plague!
(No!)
(Yes)
(But—)

Also large bugs, men with pointy teeth, and stop no more, you'll just upset me
Mother's right here, mother will protect you
Darling here's what I suggest
Skip the drama, stay with mama
Mother knows best
Ahahahaha

Mother knows best
Take it from your mumsy
On your own, you won't survive
Sloppy, undressed, immature, clumsy
Please they'll eat you up alive
Gullible, naive, positively grubby
Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm...vague

Plus I believe, you're gettin' kind of chubby
I'm just saying 'cause I wuv you
Mother understands, mother's here to help you
All I have is one request

Relieved, she runs over to her mother, enveloping the older woman into a tight hug,

"Rapunzel?" Gothel spoke, stroking her hair lovingly.

"Yes?" She peeked, raising her head as the two made eye contact.

"Don't ever ask to leave this tower again."

"Yes mother."

Sadness was evident in her voice.

"I love you very much dear."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." Mother Gothel then proceeded to plant a quick kiss on the forehead.

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"Rapunzel! I'll see you in a bit my flower."

"I'll be here..." she dejectedly sighed, lowering her mother onto the ground. Resting her chin on her arms as she looked on, hair softly flowing against the wind.

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Toothless had long since landed onto the ground, and much to their convenience, they were in a lush forest. Greens blooming beautifully. It was perfect. Hiccup then got on his knees, and roughly sketched out the island. He smiled, satisfied with his work, turning to his dragon, a question escaped his lips.

"So what should we name it?"

Toothless—who completely unaware of the question, he went to scratch his armpit, earning a chuckle from the boy.

"Itchy armpit it—"

"Come on men, they couldn't have gotten far."

"Uh-oh...we must've been spotted." Hiccup scanned the area, and noticed a rock big enough to hide both of them.

He motioned the dragon to follow as he pressed a finger to his mouth. They were successfully hidden, and soon the voices became distant once more, their shadows vanishing. Deeply sighing, he shifted his attention to Toothless, offering one of his awkward smiles.

"That was a close one, wasn't it bud?"

All he got as a reply was a simple growl. He walked, subconsciously his hand went to rest against the vine covered wall, only for it to slip. This had caught the brunette's attention, green opticals glanced up at Toothless, which in return, he received a tilt of the head. The voices of the men came into earshot once more, and didn't hesitate to go through the secret passageway.

He then stood before a huge tower, a waterfall lively roaring. Hiccup then slowly walked forward, the building obviously catching his interest. Sadly, Toothless could only watch his rider make his way to the top. He grunted as he ascended upwards, and huffed as his hand grabbed onto the window's edge. Hoisting himself, he finally stood inside the tower.

"Whoa..." his breath hitched—too mesmerized with the tower's interior, he was oblivious the the creeping Rapunzel, a frying pan in her grasp. She then brought the pan forward, hitting him on the head. A loud thud was heard as he fell forward.

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Rapunzel fearfully hid, peeking out from the mannequin as she slowly approached the stranger who infiltrated her home, however, she didn't get a respond. Pascal, whom sat on her shoulder, landed on the ground near the painting, motioning to the boy's head.

Catching onto the plan, she moves the person's head, ever so slightly, as Pascal replied by turning brown at the pointy-teeth drawing. Using the pan's handle, she maneuvered his lip around, discovering his teeth were perfectly normal; just straight like hers.

"Oh..." She murmured as she flicked his hair, revealing the male's face, cautiously inching forward once shot open.

"Huh?"

Startled, she hits him with the frying pan once again, rendering him unconscious for the moment.

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A/N: I hope you liked it all! Credits to imeldasanders123 on Wordpress where I got the Tangled script from