"LIFE IN A TOWER"

Pascal shot out the window and bid behind a flower pot, blending his body into the pots pattern. He panted after running. The shutters flew open and Ralunzel stood there for a moment. "I guess Pascal's not hiding out here..." She mused, walking away from the window. Pascal chuckled to himself. A lock of hair curled around his tail and lifted him up to see Rapunzel. "That's twenty-two for me." She said lowering him back to the window sill. "How about twenty-three out of forty-five?" She suggswinging tying on the window sill. Pascal squeaked moodily. "Alright, well, what do you want to do?"

Pascal pointed his tail towards the ground far below. "Um I don't think so. I like it in here and so do you." She scolded lightly lifting the chameleon into her lap. He did a raspberry at her and she lifted him to eye level. "Oh come on Pascal, it's not so bad in there!"

And she started her morning off like she has been for at least eighteen years now.

She had a song she would sing every once and awhile, just for fun, about her everyday life. She had made it up herself. She had so much spare time, she could write a few books!

Anyway the song went like this and her chores and activities correspond with the lyrics. She performs the action as she sings the lyric.

"Seven am, the usual morning line-up!"

"Start with the chores and sweep till the floors all clean!"

"Polish and wax, do laundry and mopping, shine-up!"

"Sweep again and by then it's like seven fifteen!"

"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!"

Rapunzel saw a large wooden platform behind some curtains on the fireplace. She measured it with her thumb. Then she moved aside the wood and started painting.

"Then after lunch it's puzzles and darts and baking."

"Paper mâché, a bit of ballet, and chess!"

"Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making."

"Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch, take a climb, sew a dress!"

"Then I'll reread the books, if I have time to spare."

"I'll paint the wall some more, I'm sure there's room somewhere."

"And then I'll brush and 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!"

Rapunzel ran to the window and gazed out past the rock walls of the valley.

"Tomorrow night, the lights will appear."

"Just like they do on my birthday each year."

She turned to look at the painting she drew of the lights in the sky.

"What is it like, out there where they glow,"

She painted in herself, watching below the sky on the grass.

"Now that I'm older, Mother might just let me go."

"FLYNN RIDER!"

So as Rapunzel off singing away in her tower, I was on a mission! Not a hero duty, saving some cat in a tree or stopping thieves. Of course it wasn't that because I was the thief! The most daring and charming thief around! No, I was going to steal the lost princesses crown! Some mission, huh? Well then it seemed like it was something I had to do. Anyway back to the story.

I slid down the shingled roof, careful not to slip. I leaped onto the next segment of the castle, until I reached the destination of our raid. The Stabbington Brothers followed close behind. I held tightly to the stone and gazed out over the kingdom. People bustled below them, soldiers marched, the sun rising steadily over the treetops, and the light reflecting off the lake. "Wow. I could get used to a view like this."

"Rider! Come on!" said one brother, who I knew as Brutus. He was the only brother that ever talked. The other brother, the one named Bruno, had a nasty scar over his mouth and I figured it had something to do with why he didn't talk. Clever, aren't I?

"Hang on."

I paused, taking in the scene and storing it in my brain. "Yep, I'm used to it. Guys, I want a castle."

"We do this job, you can buy your own castle." Brutus grabbed me by the collar of my blue vest and tied the rope around my middle. " Don't blow it, Rider." He growled at him. "Me? Blow our carefully thought out plan? Of course not, my friend! Fear not, this is a job for Flynn Rider!"

He glared at me and pushed me towards the hole in the roof.

The lowered me down and I reached the glossy pillow where the jewel encrusted crown sat. Around the platform stood a half circle of guards. I slipped the crown into my satchel I carry around for thieving things quickly. One of the guards sneezed and I thought quickly. It would be dangerous but worth it. "Ugh, Hay-fever?" I said putting a smug grin on my face and resting my head on my hand. I yanked the rope signaling to pull up. " Yeah." the guard replied, not realizing who it was until I was back on the roof again. "Hey, wait! Wait!"

We quickly escaped the kingdom and ran down the bridge that connected the kingdom's island to main land.

" Can't you picture me in a castle of my own? Cuz I certainly can!" I declare as we run down the path. "All the things we've seen and its only eight in the morning! Gentlemen, this is a very big day!"