So here's chapter 2. Chapter 3 is coming up soon, and is going to feature Bastian, but it might take a little bit longer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tangled, but I do own a copy of the DVD
"Ok Aidan you win. I give up." Isabel said, leaning against a pillar "You win at hide-and-seek."
Aidan the chameleon made a happy trilling noise as he resumed his pleasant blue color, and came down from his hiding spot on the pillar across from her.
"Is that where you were hiding?" Isabel smiled, as Aidan climbed onto her shoulder. Aidan nodded, smiling arrogantly.
"Ok that's 15 for you and 25 for me. How about another round?" Isabel asked.
Aidan frowned and shook his head.
"Well do you have an idea?" Isabel asked him doubtfully.
Aidan made a joyful chirping sound as he skittered quickly over to a window across the hall. He made a hopeful gesture, pointing his tail outside.
"You want to play in the garden?" Isabel guessed.
Aidan gave her a look that said "You know that's not what I meant."
"You want to go out there?" Isabel asked, surprised.
He nodded encouragingly, hopping onto the window sill.
"Um, no." Isabel told him "We have everything we need right here."
He made an unsatisfied squeak.
"Isabel!" her mother's voice called, before she could answer "Lunch time!"
"Coming!" she called back "Come on." She said to Aidan.
Still not happy, Aidan rather sulkily climbed down the window sill and onto her shoulder.
Isabel ran down the steps to the dining hall, where her mother and father were waiting, her 50 feet of shiny copper hair trailing behind her,
"Hi dad." Isabel said, giving her father a hug "Hi mom." she said, giving her mother a hug.
"How has your day been so far?" her father asked.
"It was ok." Isabel replied, sitting down in a chair "Me and Aidan played several rounds of hide and seek."
"Hide and seek huh?' her mother smiled "Remember when we used to play that Pascal?"
Pascal nodded, chirping in agreement.
"But that was the old days." Her mother said fondly "Now we have a family."
"And I couldn't be happier." Her father commented.
Isabel smiled to herself. She didn't know exactly how her parents met, but she could tell they loved each other. As for Pascal, she could tell he was perfectly happy with his mate Iris and their four children; Aidan's three sisters Violet, Marigold, and Rose. Although all Aidan's sisters were green like their father, Aidan got his blue color from his mother, and being the third eldest and the only boy couldn't have made it easier.
They ate in silence for a few minutes, when Isabel saw Aidan signaling her out of the corner of her eye.
He was the only one who she had trusted with her secret longing to go outside the walls of the palace. She had been trying to pluck up the courage to ask her parents permission for the last couple of weeks. Apparently he thought that now was a good time.
"Ahem." Isabel started, clearing her throat "So um, there's something I've been meaning to ask you guys."
"Oh sweetheart you can ask us anything." Her mother said.
"Anything?" Isabel asked skeptically.
"Anything." Her father replied.
"So uh, what I've been meaning to ask you… What I really want to do is… What I mean…"
Her parents were leaning toward her in confused anticipation.
"I want to see the kingdom!" Isabel blurted out.
Her parents looked at each other "What?" her father asked, perplexed.
"I want to see the kingdom, the world. I want to leave the castle." Isabel explained, letting it sink in.
Her mother's eyes widened "You want to go outside?"
"Well… Yes." Isabel nodded.
Her parents exchanged a worried look. "I'm afraid the answer is no." her father said to her.
"What!" Isabel exclaimed "But that's not fair!"
"I'm sorry dear but that's how life is." Her mother said, continuing to eat her lunch.
"But you guys get to go outside all the time!" she argued.
"The matter is not open for discussion." Her father replied firmly.
Isabel could feel tears start to stream down her face "You guys are so unfair!"
Aidan could see where this was going. He skittered across the table and onto Isabel's shoulder.
With the tears coming on faster, Isabel ran out of the dinging hall and up the stairs to her rather large bedroom. She flung herself onto the bed and cried