Hi! I'm back again! Are you happy? I hope you are… and if you aren't… why are you even reading this? My third fan fiction. So…. Keep reading… please. This one is kind of short… okay, really short. So, just you know… read… if you want to, though. But like I said, if you don't want to read it, why are you?
Summary: Rapunzel wants to know something, but instead of telling her, Eugene decides to let her experience her question. One problem: she doesn't want to experience it. So what's Eugene gonna do?
Disclaimer: Why do I have to keep saying this? It just makes me feel worse that I don't own Tangled.
Disney: of course you don't, we do.
Me: RUB IT IN, WHY DON'T YA?
Disney: we own Tangled! We own Tangled!
Me: *glares at Disney* I didn't mean literally!
So now those painful words are out of the way, just read! Read, now. … please.
Rapunzel was obviously curious. She had asked Eugene all kinds of questions. He couldn't blame her. She was locked up in a tower for 18 years! He had to cut her some slack. They usually came every day, and honestly, she never failed to surprise him… or amaze him. He was actually glad to be there watching her experience new things with her. None of those compared to her latest question.
"Eugene, what does it feel like to swing?" she asked, twirling the grass in her fingers.
He smiled, "You've never been on a swing?"
"Not like a real one. I guess if you count hanging from my hair and painting…"
"I don't think that counts, Blondie." She sighed.
"So what is it like, then?"
"Why don't you just try it yourself? There's one right over there." he said, gesturing to the swing on the tree.
"See, there's a problem with that…" she said, twirling the grass in her fingers again.
"What problem?"
"I'm kinda…scared… to."
"You? Scared?"
"Well, yeah. They can go pretty high, cant they?"
"Well… yeah. It's not that scary." she still looked a little unsure as he pulled her up and led her toward the swing. It took a while trying to convince Rapunzel to at least try to swing, but eventually she did end up getting on. Of course when she got off, he had to ask her how it was.
"Actually, it wasn't so bad." she said.
Needless to say, she wasn't scared any more.
I know! It's really short! I was bored, so I wrote this. Either way…did you like it? Again, if you read beginning to end (first word people!) yay for you! ...again! Help yourself to a leftover cookie! Yay cookies! We like cookies, right? Right? Yeah… So, review? I love them as much as you do! We all love reviews don't we? Yes, I believe we all love reviews. They make us writers feel all warm and fuzzy. Lol. So, if you liked it, again, review! Maybe it doesn't deserve a review, but I like them anyways. Hope you liked it, thanks for reading….again.