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When Jack awoke, it took him a moment to figure out what was going on. He was still in the same tower he flew into. He began to try and remember exactly what had happened. He flew up, walked through the window, and…..darkness. He soon became aware of his other problems. His head was throbbing, and his wrists and ankles were bound together with…..hair?! He started to struggle against the binds when he realized the worst of his situation. His staff was gone. Since the day he was raised from the lake, he couldn't remember a moment where he didn't have it safely in hand. Jack was about to see if there was anything nearby that he could use to free himself, when a familiar voice he had heard earlier that day came from the darker side of the room.

"Stru-struggling is pointless,"1 she spoke. Jack could see her silhouette in the shadows. She was hiding from him, and he could hear the uncertainty in her voice. Nevertheless, he didn't speak out of pure shock that someone was addressing him directly…and she wasn't a spirit. All he could do was sit there with wide eyes, staring in her direction. This may have been the best day ever; if it weren't for the fact she was holding him against his will, and had taken his staff.

There was a long silence. Then, even though he knew the obvious answer, he just had to ask and make sure this wasn't a delusion he was having. "C-can you…see me?"6 He asked, star-struck. The girl in the shadows seemed a bit taken back by this. After another moment of silence, she slowly stepped out of the shadows. When Jack saw her, he was even more wide-eyed than before. The girl he was staring at was…gorgeous to say the least. She had bright green eyes and…apparently she was the source of all that…hair!? Completely ignoring his question before, she walked up to him. "Who are you, and how did you find me?"2 She asked in a firm tone. He stared at her dumbfounded. "Uuuuhhhh….excuse me?" He asked. She stepped closer to him with her weapon…no, her frying pan in hand.

'Well, at least I know the source of the headache,' he thought.

"WHO ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU FIND ME?"3 She spoke again, with her voice a bit more confident, and demanding. Without thinking, he kept staring, noticing that she could see the confused and very shocked look on his face. "I'm um…J-Jack…Jack Frost." he said as he tried to keep from stuttering over his words. She looked at him as if he was crazy, or, at least, that he thought she was stupid.

"Okay, jokester, now what's your real name?" She asked. His shock soon turned to irritation and more confusion. How could she see him if she had no belief that that's who he was? "That IS my real name," he stated more loudly. He watched as she tensed up and backed away with fear. It was as if she thought he was going to attack her, despite his current situation. She shook off her fear and went back to her battle pose, frying pan above her head, and ready to strike. "Okay, fine, Jack Frost, how did you find me?" She demanded. The obvious sarcasm in her voice when she said his name was enough to show that she didn't believe him. "I came upon your tower by accident, okay? If you'll just let me go, I'll be on my way," he answered. This statement couldn't be farther from the truth. Now that he knew someone, other than another spirit, could actually see him, he had a feeling he wouldn't be leaving for awhile. He only said that in an attempt to gain his staff back, but, judging by the expression on her face, he could tell she wasn't fooled by his words.

"Yeah, nice try; I know why you're really here. So, why don't you just give up?!" He looked at her with a look saying 'seriously'. "Okay, look, I don't know who you are, or how you can even see me, but um miss…?" "Rapunzel," she finished. He stared back at her, and began laughing uncontrollably. "What, ha-ha-ha, kind of parent, ha-ha-ha, names their child, ha-ha, Rapunzel?" he laughed. She stared back at him as he went into hysterics. "Oh yeah, well what kind of parent names their child after fictional character?" she spat back. Jack immediately, withdrew his laughing, and gained an angry, hurt, and slightly offended look on his face. Rapunzel had the same face on as she stared back at him. The room suddenly got noticeably colder. "So…what did you plan to do with my hair anyway? To cut it, sell it?" She asked. His angry expression gained a hint of confusion. "Pardon me?" "Don't think I don't know why you're here!"

'She thinks I'm going to take her hair?' He puzzled.

"I only want out of it, other than that, I could care less about your hair!" He protested. She looked back at him with a softer look. "Wait…you don't want my hair?"4 She questioned, hoping he was telling the truth. "What in the world would I do with your hair?" She looked at him, more focused. "You're…telling the truth,"5 she asked. "YES…sure, it's freakishly long, but that doesn't mean random strangers are going to come in and take it from you!" He watched as she narrowed her eyes at him, trying to spot any dishonesty in his own eyes. Then she turned around and started whispering to her pet lizard (Which Jack had only just noticed sitting atop her shoulder). He watched as the little guy actually answered back to her comments with head gestures and hand movements. After a while of them 'talking', she turns around, and approaches him slowly. He couldn't help but lean back as she came closer to his face. After a long moment, without looking away from him, she started unraveling her hair from his wrists and ankles. He slowly rises to his feet and stares at her, waiting to see who would make the first move. They stood there for what seemed like minutes. "You're free to go, get out, and don't come back," she broke the silence and tried to sound intimidating. "Um, I don't mean to alarm you, but I'm not leaving without my staff." Her eyes widened as if she had just made the worst mistake of her life in letting him go. But she backed up and pulled his staff out from a corner near by, watching him carefully. She backed away further and, for a moment he thought she wasn't going to give it back. When she felt she was at safe distance, she hesitantly threw his staff across the room. He knelt down to pick it up, refusing to take his eyes off hers. Then he turned, and flew out the window.

But he didn't leave…

1-5, direct quotes from Tangled

6, direct quote from Rise of the Guardians