Okie dokie. First things first, I'd like to thank everyone for reading this and giving this story a chance. It's a little different than what is usually on Fan Fiction so...yeah. A cookie for everyone who reviewed this story. Which is two... Lucky them! Review, please! Reviews give me the power to grow my hair out to 70 feet! Jk, I wish.
And what happened next?
What happens next? What usually happens. We run for our lives, run like there's no tomorrow, run like we've never run before, run like-
Okay. We get the point. Then…
Then hell broke loose. We hit a dead end…in our…running. We were in front of a giant cliff.
"Okay. Give me a boost and I'll pull you up." Flynn said.
He obviously thought we were that stupid, so I demanded the satchel.
"What? After all this time, you don't trust me." He clutched the satchel. He acted like he was offended. We did trust him (who wouldn't after 8 years in the orphanage together?), but this crown was too valuable. I couldn't lose another chance.
"Ouch." He said. He handed us the satchel. Then we lifted him up and when he got to the top, he showed us he stole the satchel from us and ran off. Then, we got arrested for stealing the crown which we didn't do because we didn't touch the crown…Rider did.
Anyway, we were being 'escorted' to the prison when this guy ran up. He said, "Rider. In the Snuggly Duckling. With a girl."
Girl! I thought. I looked at Frank but he looked back at me with an equally confused look. If Rider can steal a crown, steal it again, and pick up a girl in under thirty minutes, he's gonna need an award.
"Is he secure?" The captain asked.
"Yes. For now." The guy panted. "This way." He pointed towards the Snuggly Duckling.
After a few minutes of running, we reached the bar to the sound of…singing.
A girl's voice rang through the air. We finally reached the door.
"I got the guards!" The guy said.
The captain shoved past.
We know this part from the princess's and the captain's testimony.
Fine.
We're more interested on how you escaped Conli's supervision.
Wasn't that hard. One head butt and he went down like a swatted fly. I handed his spear to Frank and he broke my chains and freed me.
Why didn't the thugs stop you?
When you're hiding or running away, the men with you become almost like your brothers. I've gotten most of those men out of situations and this is like their repayment. They were no longer in their debt and I was no longer a prisoner.
Anyway, we followed the guards down the corridor, but we came to a fork in the tunnel. We went right. The tunnel started sloping downwards and a faint light shone at the end. The air also became very damp. Besides the sound of our heavy breathing, the only thing you could hear was running water.
We came to the end and our path was blocked by wood boards. We broke through them easily. We came out and I saw Rider up on the ledge with a tiny girl with a massive amount of rope in her arms. The guards were up there with them. I started to run towards the ladder when the strangest thing happened.
The girl's rope turned out to be hair. She swung it onto a nearby ledge and swung onto it. Our mouths dropped to the floor. It was a lot of hair. Maybe 80 or less feet.
Then, Rider with a frying pan, defeated three guards and was currently fighting a horse.
"Let's go!" I yelled to Frank. We started racing towards the rope ladder that led to the ledge where Rider was. A black frying pan smashed into the ground to the right of us and when we looked up, Rider was surrendering to the horse. Serves him right.
A cry rang through the air and when we looked to the girl, she was swinging her hair towards Rider.
(silence)
Do I have to say this part? It must be in Rider's 'testimony.'
Alright. How did you survive the dam break?
Well, when it broke, we started running away. I saw a cave opening and before I could get to it, the water swept me up. I tumbled a little bit and I slammed into the rock wall to the left of it. Frank smashed onto me.
I kicked off the wall and made it to the opening and the water picked us up and sent us down the cave.
We got to higher ground and found the exit; a little wooden hatch in the middle of the forest.
When we got out, a woman in her thirties was waiting for us. Insanely creepy, let me tell you.
What did she want?
Well, she gave us the crown and said she had something worth more. She said it came with revenge on Rider, so we agreed.
Exactly?
Oh! Exactly? Okay.
Well, we came out of the hatch and I yelled, "I'll kill him! I'll kill that Rider!"
I turned to Frank and plotted. "We'll cut him off at the kingdom. Take back the crown!" I started walking toward the main city. "Come on!"
We had taken a few steps when the woman, Bridget, said, "Or! Perhaps you'd like to stop acting like wild dogs, chasing their tails and think for a moment." She held up the satchel.
Excuse me…her name was Bridget? The princess said it was Gothel.
Potato, potahto, tomato, tomahto. Same difference.
We drew our swords. She chuckled and said, "Oh, there's no need for that." She threw the satchel at us and there was the crown.
"Well! If that's all you desire, then be on your way. I was going to offer something worth one thousand crowns and that's not even the best part. Oh well, say-la-vi." Some shit like that. "Enjoy your…crown!" She waved us off.
I asked, "What's the best part?"
She held up a Rider Wanted poster. "It comes with revenge on Flynn Rider."
We agreed. We walked with her and plotted what we were going to do. Apparently, the girl had magic golden hair and could be sold for millions of crowns.
We continued walking when we heard faint singing.
We crept to a line of bushes. She smiled. "Show time, boys."
And with that, the girl's hair started to glow.
Her hair freaking glows. GLOWS! GLOWS! GLOWS WITH A CAPITAL G!
That's it. We had to get it. Rider probably didn't even know how much she was worth.
Then he left. And Bridget/Gothel went up to her. She…you have the testimony?
Umm…yes.
Good. Well, anyway, she came back and I saw the girl's face. Her name was Rapunzel, Bridget told us. But I didn't think of her as Rapunzel. When I saw her, all I saw was Rachel.
Rachel, my little sister, looked like Rapunzel. I stared at her and stepped towards her, wanting desperately to take her into my arms and tell her that it wasn't her fault she died. It was mine. I should have stood up to my father when he first started beating Mother. But, most of all, I wanted her to be my sister. I wanted to kiss her forehead, tickle her, tell her stories and sing her to sleep. I wanted to see her smile and hear her laugh just one more time. I wanted to make up for the years that died when she did.
Bridget mistook my longing for impatience. "Patience, boys. All good things to those…who wait."
I tore my gaze away and looked at Frank. He recognized her, too. He still gazed at her with a longing.
We quietly set up camp and had a tiny fire going in ten minutes. Bridget quickly went to sleep, but me and Frank stayed up.
"She looks like-," I whispered to Frank.
"Rachel. I know." He finished my sentence.
We sat for a while before I stood up and quickly and quietly made my way down the hill.
"Brute!" My brother whispered, careful not to wake anyone.
"I have to. I won't wake her." I pleaded.
He paused for a minute. "Okay." He nodded.
I ran down and stopped at the edge of the clearing. I tiptoed forward until I was two feet away from her sleeping form.
I felt the first tear swell up, then I quietly started crying. I sat down in front of her and just looked at her. For the first time, when I looked at a woman, I didn't look at her tits or think dirty thoughts. I thought about my fond memories.
I remembered the time Frank, Rachel and I all bought chalk and we made chalk murals in front of our tiny house. I remembered going to festivals and getting sick from all the cupcakes we would eat. I remembered the time we were washing clothes and Rachel was blowing soap bubbles. I remembered when she made a mashed potato mountain and her beans was the jungle and her corn was the weary travelers. I remembered all night.
I came to my senses when dawn broke. I slowly got up and noticed my brother sitting next to me.
"Let's go." I patted his shoulder.
And with that, we took one more look at her face and walked off together.
Anyone crying? No?...okay. This was a hard chapter to write and thanks for the support I'm getting. Please review!
