Summ: Eugene teaches Rapunzel how to use a sword.
I own nothing you recognize from Tangled, so on and so forth
Chapter 1:
"Next time try not to throw your whole body into the swing. It's all about having control, if you do that and you're not aiming to knock your opponent out, it leaves your entire right flank exposed which can be a lethal hit."
Eugene's fingers brushed the right side of Rapunzel's rib cage and she shivered a little and straightened back up.
"You have a good swing," he told her, "a lot of power, but..."
Rapunzel cocked her head with wide eyes eager to learn.
"...next time don't throw your body into it just swing your arm down hard, the momentum of the swing already coming down mixed with gravity is an effective ally on its own."
She repeated the motion but with less body than before and effectively swung, but she accidently managed to throw the sword halfway across the room breaking one of the glass sculptures.
"Control blondie, you need more more control, don't throw your weapon across the room."
Rapunzel huffed and crossed her arms rolling her eyes before straightening to retrieve her sword grumbling, "I didn't mean to." before standing by her husband Eugene and watching him.
He draped an arm around her shoulder and extended his hand for his sword, she sighed and handed it to him and they both took a step back from each other, he sheathed the sword before quickly withdrawing it again and pointing it at the bag he had.
"First Part, on guard, separate your legs shoulder length apart, your left leg in front of your right. You need to be able to handle the sword with ease. Like I said, control, don't throw your body into it. First practice just twisting it in your hand without pricking yourself or restraining your left arm."
Rapunzel tried but her arm and wrist were turning at an odd angle and her left arm was curled into her chest so she didn't strike.
"Blondie, blondie, hold up, hold up." He commanded with an arm out to let her know he wanted her to stop swinging.
She paused and cocked her head, "It's all in the wrist, not your arm. You have to be able to move the sword with a flick of your wrist. And your sword has to be able to move smoothly through the air. You can't clutch the sword and expect it to be able to strike right. You have to be smooth with it." and proceeded to show her all the twists he could perform with his sword.
She watched fascinated until he returned it back to her. He put a hand on her waist and the other on the sword,
"Loosen your fingers a little blondie." he instructed as he grasped her hand, "now, just twirl your sword, yeah, just like that, and now, strike." he thrust her arm forward but quickly pulled back and he did so again before swinging the sword upwards then slashing it back down, pulling her body this way and that until she had absolutely no control and all she could do was laugh as he pulled her alongside him.
"Eugene," she giggled, "Eugene!" he stopped them both with a slight smirk on his face. "I can do it by myself now." she giggled and he took a step back, amusement dancing in his eyes.
The change was vast and he eventually had her hitting the dummy bag against the wall which turned into a training session with one of the younger and less experienced guards.
"Good now parry!" he ordered, "block, strike! Gather yourself!" she took a step back before charging back in.
"Be careful, wait, watch! Quick flank left, he's left it open!" she immediately went for it without hesitation, "be careful he's stronger than you, backup, be careful! He's coming forward a little bit, put some distance! Nice blondie, very nice, quick parry! Parry again! Catch the strike blondie! Alright go for the knockout but be quick and careful! He's aiming for your right flank!"
The result was instantaneous, she quickly swooped the blade down swinging up in a wide arc which resulted in her the trainee flailing to the floor. She grinned in spite of herself as she offered her hand to the guard to help him up.
"Nice job blonde, see, I told you I'm the greatest teacher in the world."
"Eugene," she calls rolling her eyes with that sweet smile she always wears when she's talking to him, "You said an hour, we've taken nearly the whole day."
"Ok, well some students are harder to teach than others."
She gasps her eyes sparkling, "Eugene!" and he pressed a kiss to her lips leading her away snickering.
I hope I have no real sword fighters in here, I'd hate to hear I messed it up. I did the sequence off the top of my head and I'm not too pleased with it. The others will be better. I have ten chapters worth of ideas so if anybody has any requests I'd be glad to do them! I'll post the chapters on my profile page if anybody wanted to check it out.