Rapunzel couldn't stop thinking about yesterday. She just encountered her best friend. She couldn't believe that he was that weird guy all this time.
She smiled at the memory that they both had yesterday. He didn't change a bit. Well, his appearance did change. He was more attractive now, and-
Whoa.
What was she thinking?!
Attractive?! That was the best trait that she could think of?!
She sighed as she shook her head. She was beginning to go nuts, maybe. Maybe a bit of Netflix could help?
No.
Besides, she had a painting to finish that was requested by Mister Jones.
He must really love his girl so much that he wanted a professional artist to paint a portrait of his girlfriend.
She was finished the painting after a few hours and plannef to meet with Mister Jones before he left for Riverdale.
Rapunzel arrived at The Snuggly Duckling, struggling to hold up her painting carefully. She didn't want her hard work to be ruined. Thankfully she saw Eugene and he immediately went to help her with a smile.
She noticed Mr. Jones sitting on a couch, typing away on his laptop about something. She cleared her throat which made him look up at her.
"Mister Forsythe Jones?" She asked, making sure that he was the client. Forsythe Jones's face lit up as he saw the painting that was being held by the artist. He quickly nodded.
"Yep. Take a seat, Miss Corona." He said, gesturing to the seat in front of him. He gently took the painting from her and smiled as he saw the portrait. "Wow. This is... astonishing, Miss Corona."
"Just call me Rapunzel, Mister Jones." Rapunzel said. "And... thank you for giving me a chance to paint the portrait of your girl."
"No need for the formalities, Rapunzel. Jughead's the nickname." Jughead smirked. That's a bit far from Forsythe. Rapunzel thought before she brushed off the thought. "Betty will be so happy when she sees this." He mumbled.
Eugene caught the two talking. He couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy run through his veins. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm before he served the other customers.
Moments later, both sighed, just recovering from the fits of laughter that they had.
"Well, thank you so much again for the portrait, Rapunzel." Jughead smiled as he handed Rapunzel a check for the portrait.
"No problem, Jug." Rapunzel smiled before she gratefully took the check. They shook their hands before he bid her goodbye and hailed for a cab to take him back to Riverdale, where he would finally ask his girl.
Rapunzel proceeded to the counter.
"Sold a painting to Forsythe, Blondie?" Eugene smirked at her as she stood in front of the counter.
"How do you know his name?" She asked.
"We were old buds back in college. Took the same course together." He shrugged. "Now, may I take your order, Blondie?" He asked with a wolfish grin.
"Just the usual strawberry cupcake and latte." She smiled. He scribbled her order.
After she got called for her order, Eugene looked back at her, suddenly becoming nervous when he's not even asking her yet.
"I'm free after my shift. Wanna go somewhere?" He finally asked. Rapunzel's green eyes widened in shock before she turned around. She could take a break and go out.
"That's the best idea I've heard all day." She smiled before going back to the couch.
Rapunzel went inside the shop, seeing that Mr. Hook was finally fixing up the broken coffee machine. She gently smiled before Hook noticed her.
"Hi, Rapunzel. You're back here. Gonna buy somethin'?" Hook asked her.
"Not quite. I'm waiting for Eugene." She said with a shy smile. Hook was about to say something when Eugene got out of the back room.
"Hey, Hook. I see you're finally fixing the old thing, eh?" Eugene smirked before he looked at Rapunzel. "So, Blondie . . . Ready to go?" He asked. Rapunzel nodded her head, some brunette hair falling in front of her face.
They both bid their goodbyes to Hook before they left for Eugene's motorcycle.
She crinkled her nose at the black motorcycle.
"What's the matter?" Eugene asked as he got on.
"Well . . . I'm not sure if it's safe to ride that." Rapunzel mumbled. Eugene stifled a laugh.
"Still that cautious girl, eh?" He smirked. She gave him a nervous chuckle. "Come on, you'll be safe, trust me. Just wrap your arms around my waist so you won't fall off. Oh, and you might want to wear this, too." He added before he took his helmet and placed it on Rapunzel's head.
She got on nervously and reluctantly wrapped her arms around his waist. She blushed a bit.
He smirked at her again before he started his engine and began to ride to a place where he wanted to take her.
"The lake?" Rapunzel asked but it came out as a muffle before she realized that she still had the helmet on. She took the suffocating helmet off. "Why are we here?" She asked, memories suddenly kicking in her mind.
"Oh, nothing. I just go here whenever I need to think of something." Eugene said as he got off the motorcycle and removed the keys. Rapunzel placed the helmet on the seat.
"Well, what are you thinking of?" She asked as they sat down on the grass and stared at the setting sun.
"The time when you and I got purple glitter all over my face because of our project back in eighth grade." He chuckled.
"Now that you mentioned it, I do recall the nickname Glitter Sparkles." Rapunzel laughed as Eugene cringed. He didn't want to be reminded of "Glitter Sparkles".
"What about you? What are you thinking about?" Eugene asked after they stayed quiet. The question faded her smile. She really tried not to think of it, but she couldn't help it. This place reminds her of him so much.
"Well . . . I think . . . Jackson?" She winced. Eugene's smile faded as well. He looked at her quizzically and scratched his head.
"I'm sorry, who?"