A/N Disclaimer: I don't own the story of Rapunzel, we have the Grimm Brothers to thank for that. I also don't own Hansel and Gretel or any other story that is referenced
You've probably all hear the story: Once upon a time, a young, happy couple lived next to the mean, old witch. The woman became pregnant and started having these terrible cravings for this weird vegetable, rampion. The only problem was the only place to get it was from the evil witch's garden. The poor woman felt she would die if she didn't get some to eat, so her courageous husband snuck into the garden and risked his life to get the precious vegetable for his wife. But he screwed up and got caught by the hideous witch. The man explained the situation and begged the witch not to kill him or his wife. The witch agreed, but only under the condition that when the baby was born, it belonged to the witch. The man, fearing for his wife, reluctantly agreed. The baby was born, only to be stolen from the arms of the crying mother by the wicked witch. The witch cruelly named the girl after the fateful vegetable's other name, Rapunzel.
Years later, after Rapunzel had grown into a beautiful, young woman, the witch locked her away into a large tower with no doors, never to be seen again by the outside world. The only visitor Rapunzel had was the witch, who got into the tower by yelling, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair." This went on for some time until a prince stumbled across the tower and figured out the secret entrance. The Prince and Rapunzel fell in love and began having a secret affair under the witch's wart-covered nose until one day when Rapunzel slipped up and told the witch what had been going on. The evil witch cut Rapunzel's hair and banished her to a lonely life in the woods. The witch then set a trap for the prince. She met him in the tower, blinded him with a spell, and then banished him as well to a lonely, dark life in the woods. The two lovers finally met one day by chance. Rapunzel's tears cured the prince's blindness and the two rode off into the sunset and lived happily ever after.
Sounds like a fantastic life, right?
It'd be a better one if it had actually happened that way.
I'm sick and tired of the evil witch always getting blamed for everything bad that happens. I mean, take my friend for example. She was this wonderful, old witch that lived in a spectacular house made of candy. She took in these two poor, lost children and feeds them. The greedy kids decided they wanted the house all to themselves. So they threw my friend in the oven! What kind of kid throws someone into an oven! After the "wicked witch" was dead, the kids came up with this ridiculous story that she had tried to eat them. She was a vegetarian! I personally had hoped that everyone would have enough sense to see past those awful lies, but they all believed the kids. And just because my friend happened to be a witch!
It's discrimination, I tell you and I'm ending it right here and now. You see, I'm the "hideous, old" witch from the story of Rapunzel. I'm finally going to set the record straight once and for all.
My story, like these stories always do, begins once upon a time in a faraway land…
A/N This first chapter is a little slow; I felt the need to sum up Rapunzel for those that don't know the story. Chapter two will be much better, you meet the parents, Bubba and Darla.