Here it is, the start of Rapunzel's story arc. Her story will be about her worrying that she's turning her adopted mother (emotionally not physically) And her dealing with that... in the strangest, far out way she has to deal with her problem.

As I said some time ago, if anyone thought that Rapunzel would have been sane or not even a bit catty like Gothel herself, I got a bridge to sell you. Emotional manipulation and passive aggression from a parent is cyclical.

Don't worry though, Rapunzel won't resort to kidnapping babies or attempted murder. And the chapters will still be funny, mostly due from her loved one's reactions to her sudden mood change and any over the topness Rapunzel does herself. This will be my hardest challenge yet to the thread the line comedy and trying to make sure that Rapunzel's emotional problems is not okay for herself or anyone else.

Tales of Fallen Fruit
Somewhere in the prosperous kingdom of Corona was a tower hidden from sight. From the looks of it, the tower was unable to be explored because there was no noticeable entrance to its secrets. Actually, the spire had a load of sad history in its walls. It was where a witch kidnapped a baby princess in order to use said princess' hair to remain young forever. Of course, one would wonder what the witch planned on using as a youth potion once the princess eventually… you know… died. But the witch kept the lost princess Rapunzel under her control by pretending to be her biological mother and using manipulation and emotional abuse which went on for eighteen years.

However, the witch died, Rapunzel was reunited with her family again, and all was right with the world. Until today that is. See, the new-found princess decided to return to her former prison to look for something she needed. And she was not alone as a companion of hers, a redheaded princess, was helping her. After finding the tower's secret entrance, (which the lost princess wished she'd found much earlier in her life) the duo had to look high and low in the now deserted tower. Unfortunately life is never that easy and the two princesses groaned in frustration as they plopped onto the cold, hard floor.

She just has to be here! Rapunzel thought. There has to be a clue or SOMETHING. Sorry, Merida for wasting your time.

Princess Rapunzel and Princess Merida were at a dead end in whatever they were looking for. Not only that, something was rather… off about them.

They were wearing fake facial hair. Merida was sporting a goatee with long red sideburns while Rapunzel had on a better groomed brunette beard across her face.

"Rapunzel?" Merida asked. "America is a continent, yes?"

"Two continents, actually," she corrected. Although she wondered where was this conservation came from or was going to.

"And the country in America called the United States? They're called Staters or something?"

"No. They're called Americans."

"But their country is called the United States!"

"Yes but they still call themselves Americans."

"Well then what does that make Canada? They're technically American as well!"

Rapunzel smiled slightly since she always loved her little nothing talks with Merida. But there was one problem that literally scratching them in the face like a fake mustache.

Merida was first to bring it up, "I can't stand this thing on my face anymore."

"Me neither," Rapunzel agreed. "I feel like Eugene when we roleplay as doctor and nurse."

"I told you. We should have gathered the gang and taken some kind of adventurous vacation."

Rapunzel was beside her, "Then why didn't we?"

Merida rolled her eyes, "Because you said this would be better, remember? We take a vacation by pretending to be our fathers!"

To be fair, the issue Rapunzel was dealing with made her want to pretend to be anyone else besides herself right now.

"How about if we have hairstyles like Elsa and Anna? Or maybe as Ruffnut and Tuffnut? Or maybe…"

Merida had just about enough. "Stop it! Stop it, Rapunzel!"

Rapunzel went silent. Merida had never yelled at her before.

"I'm sorry," Merida apologized. "But you have to face the reality. The potion you gotten from that crazy witch revived Gothel as a ZOMBIE BEAR!"

Rapunzel looked around nervously, but it was more due to admittance than fear at the moment, "Oh… dentures!"

Rapunzel covered her face in shame.

"How long has Gothel been back from the dead?" Merida asked. "I've figured with the way you've been acting lately, it's been quite a while."

"Oh for like a month now," Rapunzel admitted.

"A MONTH?" her friend yelled and Rapunzel nodded. Rapunzel, with her spectacular memory, can recall the events quite well.

It was during the time our heroes spent the first night at Elsa's Ice Palace which was after Elsa talked to her parents' grave. She had a certain aura of peace around her as she was talking to her sister and cousin.

"And that's when my sister was brave enough to visit Mama's and Papa's graves," Anna explained.

"Honestly, I've never felt more relieved," the Snow Queen sighed, happily. "To finally say goodbye to my parents and have them knowing I'm in a good place in my life."

Anna hugged her older sister, "I'm so proud of you, sis."

"Thank you."

Rapunzel smiled and nodded. Secretly, Rapunzel wanted to give some final words to her… adopted mother. Horrible, angry, hurtful words that would equal the poisonous words she received from Gothel all of her life. But unlike Elsa, she wanted an actual body to yell at. It was at this moment, which she recalled about the reclusive witch that lived in DunBroch. Merida told her that she was bad news and thanks to her own impulsiveness, Merida ran to the recluse for help only to accidentally turn her mother into a bear. Although, Merida sometimes thought that was not an accident. Of course, Rapunzel thought herself to be smarter than that. After all, she was not trying to alter the mind of her still living mother. Little did she realized that she was about to do something just as foolish.

A few days later, Rapunzel went to DunBroch to meet the witch by following these little fire spirits called will o' wisps. How or why they wanted to help the then blonde princess, she may never know. It does not matter though as long as they kept their metaphorical mouths shut. You see, Rapunzel had lied to her family about going to DunBroch to spend time with Merida. As much as she liked Merida, Rapunzel was not going to see her today. She was going to get whatever she needed and get home. But the witch turned out to be much more trouble than she let on.

"I'M NOT A WITCH!" she would deny. "I wish there was a review service where HONEST people can give their HONEST opinions about my sorcery…. WOODCARVINGS! Honest opinions about my woodcarvings!"

"Please, ma'am," Rapunzel begged. "I need to say a few words to my mother. But she's gone."

"No! You're friends with the redheaded lass."

"How did you know?"

"You just told us," the talking crow answered.

Rapunzel was running out of options. But she did not want to go away empty handed. Then she recalled that Corona was this year's host of the biggest social and business summit in all of Western Europe epically called… The Summit. And Rapunzel, herself, was in charge of setting it up.

"Ummm I can get you a booth," Rapunzel she offered.

"A booth?" the witch wondered.

"Yeah a booth at the Summit which is in a month or so. You can amaze all of the people with your magic."

The witch groaned in frustration as her crow began to hunch in "I'm gonna peck someone" mode.

"Did I say magic? I meant… woodcarving!" Rapunzel quickly took back.

The witch brightened, "Oh well when you put like that, of course I'll help you, dearie."

The hermit grabbed a few items and poured them into her cauldron. Afterwards, she and the crow and put on masks to so their faces would not be harmed. Rapunzel was too dumbfounded and started directly at the substance in the pot. The witch facepalmed. What was it with young women and staring into something that could potentially blind them? She covered the princess' eyes as blinding flash illuminated the room for a few seconds which meant the potion was ready. The witch poured some of the potion into a vile and gave it to Rapunzel.

"Here you are, sweetie. Just a dabbed a little of this on mother's grave or wherever she died, and your mother will be back"

"Thank you!" Rapunzel curtsied. Everything was going to be okay. She would give her mother an earful and then spend the night with Eugene in preparing to become a mother of her own.

"Wait dearie!" the witch yelled. "There's one thing I have to mention."

Suddenly as if Earth was becoming red herself, everything began to have a reddish hue.

In a mystical, cosmic voice, the witch said, "To bring the one who had you wronged, you must bring objects both you and her have owned. In order to end your demon, one must admit that it resides outward as well as in."

The hue returned to normal but Rapunzel was confused. "What?"

The witch sighed, "I'll repeat it." And the reddish hue came back. "To bring the one who had you wronged, you must bring objects both you and her have owned. In order to end your demon, one must admit that it resides outward as well as in."

"Got it now?" The witch asked as everything looked normal again.

"Ummm yes?"

"Close enough. Now out with you."

After being shoved out of the witch's house, Rapunzel smirked to herself. Finally, she could have her own closure. She skipped merrily along the way. After a few minutes, the witch ran out of her house.

"Wait," the witch said to no one who was in general area. "I forgot to mention that the longer you'll deny it, the more you'll become more like your mother…."

The witch stopped herself and shrugged.

"Eh even if it isn't the magical curse that causes it, that child might be unfit to become a mother anyway thanks to bad example. The fruit never falls far from the tree."

A few days later, Rapunzel went to the site where she was raised for eighteen years. She was excited about what horrible things she was going to tell Gothel. First, she was going to tell her that she was a bad mother (obviously). Next, she was going admit that she never liked her muffins! That would really hurt her.

Emptying the vial onto the ground where Gothel's ashes laid to rest, Rapunzel prepared to see her adopted "mother" one last time. As a dark glow circled the area, Rapunzel could not help but a bit nervous. No matter, though, the princess was pumped full of adrenaline to have her nerves shot now. When the figure began to form in front of her, Rapunzel noticed something off about her mother. For starters, were those paws? And was she getting bigger? Sure Gothel was taller than Rapunzel, but only by a few inches. She was never seven feet tall. And her body, it was…. Molding, smelly, decayed, and she could see exposed bone. And was that a liver that slipped out of Gothel? Finally, the body was not human at all. Where hands with opposable thumbs were supposed to be were more paws. Where a tiny triangular nose was supposed to be, a long snout appeared instead. The ears were wrongly shaped for a human's and were high up on Gothel's head.

No mistake about it, Gothel really was a zombie bear.

Rapunzel just stood there silent as a mouse.

Until she screamed like a banshee and ran far, far away.

It wouldn't be for weeks until she finally told someone about it.

"And that's whole crepe story," Rapunzel concluded.

Merida placed a hand unto Rapunzel's shoulder. But at least she knew why Rapunzel was worried about her being a corpse, even if it didn't make much sense to her. "Don't worry, we'll find Gothel and look for some way to fix all of this. But there's one thing I don't understand? What demon was the witch talking about?"

"I don't know.

"Maybe… what if you turn into Gothel?" Merida theorized.

"How? Why?"

"Beats me. But that witch is a wily one. She said you needed objects you and your mom owned."

"Like what? I think my hair is out of the question," Rapunzel pointed out because her hair hasn't grown back since the cooking incident.

"Besides, I can't turn into Gothel. I'm not catty."

"Actually, remember those slightly mean remarks you've said to me when you were teaching me how to cook?"

"That's different. You set my hair on fire!"

"Okay okay, you have a point with that one," Merida shrugged. Come on, can she stop bringing that up? "But remember a few weeks ago when we all went to celebrate me teaching archery?"

How could Rapunzel forget that? She poured all of her talent, love, and soul to create the best dishes she ever had. The best news was that everyone was available to come. Even Jack, whose food literally goes right through him, was able to come. As the servants gave the food to the guests, everyone was amazed. Astrid even failed to stop herself from drooling.

"Guys. You shouldn't have," Merida blushed.

"You're right, we shouldn't," Anna joked. "But how else was I gonna get Elsa out of the castle?"

"ANNA?" her sister groaned.

Hiccup slapped Jack's hand that reaching for the food already. "Not before we give thanks. Besides, you can't eat."

"Give thanks? How would that work? Most of us worship different gods."

Rapunzel smiled. Maybe Bear Gothel would not truly get the better of her. To think, she was afraid that something bad was going to happen to her. Heck, there were no rumors of a walking bear corpse anywhere from the kingdom. To top it all off, her random attitude problem was clearing up. What could possibly go wrong?

How about her husband saying, "Thanks, Blondie. The chefs really outdid themselves making all of this."

Rapunzel's optimism shattered like an ugly person's mirror.

"I mean, seriously, I never seen a tastier looking meal. In fact, I might steal it just to get the added flavor of the forbidden fruit and…"

Eugene stopped speaking when he saw everyone looking at him.

"What?"

"Ummm Eugene," Elsa started. There was no easy way of putting this. "Well…"

So Astrid decided to rip the Band-Aid off in one motion, "Rapunzel was the one who made all this food."

"She's been cooking the entire time," Merida added. "Who do you think tried to teach me how to cook?"

"Wow you don't recognize your own wife's cooking? That's just sad, guy," Jack finished.

Eugene was sweating like a dog that was about to be fixed. And his emotion was probably not too far off either.

"Ummm well I blashlf glurh. Say did I ever tell anyone about the time I raided a pirate ship?"

"Eugene, just apologize," Hiccup advised. "Stop digging yourself deeper."

"No, keep digging," Jack opposed. "I want to see him reach the center of the earth."

"And to think, I spent all this time fattening up the love of my life. My dream," Rapunzel sniffed.

Now Eugene felt bad as he should. "Rapunzel, I truly am sorry."

Rapunzel's mood suddenly darkened. "Too late! No food for you!"

"WHAAAAAA?" her husband shouted. Now everyone was awkwardly silent around the dinner table. Elsa's seat was practically covered in ice right about now and Hiccup retreated into his mind to think of happy thoughts like dragons.

Of course, the residential troll, Jack Frost, decided to have fun by asking, "Well, can the rest of us eat now?"

"Yep," Rapunzel simply said with a sudden bright attitude.

"Yes, thank you, Rapunzel," Merida said. "You're a hard worker, Rapunzel."

"Rapunzel is a great cook," Astrid complimented. "I always look forward to her meals."

"This is very tasty," Anna happily chewed with her mouth full. "Elsa what do you think?"

"Mine froze," the Snow Queen ruefully said. She thawed it out, though.

Rapunzel's mood was back to that of happily twisted. "Eat away, everyone! After all, I make food for people that I LOVE. But what's this? It looks like an extra serving. I made too much, it seems."

"I'm sorry, Rapunzel," Eugene begged. "I really am! Please ma'am, can I have some 'ore?"

Rapunzel was still pondering what to do about the extra. "Maybe I can give it to head servant. He work his butt off all the time."

"Please, my sexy, loving, understanding wife," Eugene groveled. He was even on his knees bowing to her like she was a goddess. He must have been really hungry. "I'll do whatever you want!"

"Sexy? Whatever I want? I like the sound of that."

Jack was still in troll mode, "Decide quickly. I think Astrid is going to eat Eugene's portion."

"You win ONE steak-eating contest…" Astrid grumbled.

"Well if you insist, my darling Eugene, you can eat," Rapunzel smirked.

"Yay!" Eugene squeed.

Hiccup came back from his mind, "Eugene, I don't know much about relationships, but I think she's training you."

Rapunzel snickered. She was indeed domesticating her love.

Thinking back to that scenario, Rapunzel had to admit that she was a bit… catty.

"To be fair, Merida," Rapunzel defended while blushing. "We made up that night."

"Thanks for that image," Merida deadpanned. "I really needed that."

"Sorry. But you know what? I'm not going to turn into my mother…"

"You're talking about Gothel, right?"

"Yes," Rapunzel groaned. But afterwards, she found the adrenalin rushing back into her, "I'm gonna get an object I owned, something Gothel owned, and I'm gonna get rid of the zombie bear!"

"Attagirl!" Merida congratulated. She was actually getting pumped up herself, "Now let's find something your mother owned! One question, though!"

"What?" Rapunzel asked still riding the high.

"What did your mother own?"

"I don't know!" And her energy burned out just like that.

This is going to be harder than I thought.