Happily Never After

by fryingpans

Taking place after Mother Gothel's death, and on their way back to the Palace, Flynn and Rapunzel find themselves in a bit of a bind, with the unexpected taking place, and things not going according to plan.

The wind whistled through the arrayed shades of green leaves, bending the branches of the trees in various directions. Birds flew here and there, bees swarmed around their hives, and squirrels skittered up the tree. The sun was cascading its light all over the kingdom, ignoring the places where the trees held against the breeze, and drew shadows across the ground.

In amongst these shadows, a man lay huddled up against the base of an old elm tree. He had on worn brown leather boots, tan trousers, and a sleeveless blue jacket over top of a white shirt. His hair was wavy, yet unruly, falling in front of his hazel coloured eyes. A satchel lay across his thighs, resting; the corners of the flap that was holding it closed were gently rising and falling in time with the swaying leaves.

The man opened up the satchel, removing the only item in there, and recalling what used to occupy the now nearly empty space. He pulled out a paper, a single sheet, which was torn and coloured from the effects of the weather. He gazed at the paper, taking in every tiny detail, and scoffing at the mistakes that distorted the image.

The image was of him, the man who was infamous throughout the kingdom; with a price on his head, he was the kingdom's outlaw. And he was wanted, dead or alive.