I KNOW, KNOW... IT'S BEEN SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG! I'M REALLY SORRY! SCHOOL'S BEEN A HUGE PAIN! BUT I'M BACK NOW =] PLAESE ENJOY!

Rapunzel's POV:

Okay. First things first. Earlier today I was able to sneak into my parents' room and steal some yarn. I came back to my room and sewed this net to catch the crook with. Next, I tied a bunch of my hair to the corners of net and climbed over a wooden bar close to the ceiling. And in case this guy tries to attack, I picked up a nifty little frying pan in the kitchen! So, if I'm not mistaken, when the thief steps on the net, all I have to do is pull on my hair and he'll be trapped inside! I know in my heart that I can pull this off. I'm actually a little excited.

I lie on my bed waiting for him to show up. One minute passes, then two, then three. I groan in frustration.

"Don't tell me I did all of this for nothing!" I whisper to myself. After about twenty minutes I start wondering whether or not I should go to sleep. An hour passes and I get really drowsy. As time goes by, my mind wanders. I don't like being alone with my thoughts like this. Things haven't been going the way I've wanted them to, and thinking about them doesn't make my life any more fun. And just like that, two hours are up. I'm about ready to give up, when I hear the softest sound I've ever heard in my life.

Plink

Oh my goodness! Is he here? Peek out of my covers again and see the same figure I saw last night standing in my balcony fixing his shoe. I quickly reach under my pillow and grab my frying pan in one hand, and my hair in the other.

The man walks into my room. He gets closer. Closer. He's on the net! Fear washes over me for a second and I yank on my hair as hard as I can!

"Wha? Oh!" says the man as he dangles in midair. I caught him! I can't believe it!

I gasp listening to him struggle to get out of the net. Cautiously, I get out of my bed and walk to the man in the net with my frying pan in hand. He hears my movements and freezes. I go behind him and light a candle so I can see him.

"Um..." Says the man

"Who are you?" I say calmly and slowly turn the net so I can see what he looks like. His face is frozen in shock, not fear. Shock. Honestly, for half a second I think that a male model came into my room, brown hair, brown eyes and a really nice nose. But then I remember that this man is trying to steal my hair and put my 'threatening' face back on and demand once more, "Who. Are. YOU?"

"Now, now princess, this is all a huge misunderstanding!" He says with a forced smile and laugh. It's a very poor attempt to look convincing. Any fear I had earlier is slowly getting replaced by annoyance.

"That's Your Royal Highness Rapunzel to you! And you still haven't answered my question!"

"Look, I'm not-"

"Tell me who you are, or I will take you to the tallest tower in the castle and throw you out the window!"

He chuckles. I give him a face that tells him I'm not kidding. He stops immediately, "Fine. My name is... Robert... Blue?"

He's pathetic! "Really? Robert Blue," I say in disbelief at his lack of creativity. I sigh, "You know? If you're not going to tell me your real name, I'm going to call you..." I look at my frying pan, "Pan."

"Pan?"

"What do you want from me Pan!"

"I just-"

"You're trying to take my hair, aren't you!" I shout accusingly at him

"Your hair?" He says confused, " That's-"

"Yeah! That's right! You want my hair!" I yell cutting him off, "What do you want it for? Healing? Money? Eternal youth? WHAT?"

"I have no-!"

I don't want to hear him talk right now, so I continue to try to guilt him into telling the truth, "Well guess what , Pan? You can't have it! How did you even find out about it? The only people who now are my parents and Olga!" I start rambling, to make sure he can't talk.

"Your Highness-" He says like he's trying not to lose his temper, but he still sounds confused.

"And do you know that if you cut it, it won't work? So stealing it is completely useless! And don't you dare think about kidnapping me!"

"Princess-" He replies impatiently.

"And do you have any idea what kind of responsibility it is to take care of it? I mean washing it-!"

"RAPUNZEL!"

I stare wide eyed at him, "What did you just call me?" I say furiously. He just looks at me and sighs, I think he's frustrated with me, but I don't care, "How dare you address your Princess by her first name alone! Who do you think you are?"

"Sorry your highness, but I have no idea what you're talking about!" He yells at me

"Don't lie! I know you wanted my hair!" I look down and see his leg patched up in bandages, "You probably wanted to heal that broken leg of yours!"

"What are you talking about? I came in here for- Um..."

I quickly touch my pan to his neck and put my angry face inches from his bewildered one, "What did you come in here for, Pan! Tell me before I end you with a frying pan! There's no point in lying anymore!"

"I came for your crown! I didn't have any intention of stealing your magical hair!"

I look in to his eyes to see if he's telling the truth. My face slowly changes from anger to worry. He really didn't want my hair. He just wanted my crown. I just told him everything! This complete stranger now knows my families deepest secret because I decided to be stupid and accuse him of something he had no chance of learning in the first place! I start hyper-ventilating. He looks at me like I'm a crazy person. I timidly step back and ask him quietly, "You don't want my hair?"

"No!"

"You just wanted my crown?"

"Yeah!"

I think for a second. What now? Should I just send him to jail? Should I try to get rid of him? No, I could never do that to a person. Why did I tell him! I loathe myself right now. Stupid princess! I give up! I pass his net and put my hand on the doorknob.

"Where are you going!" He demands

"I'm... getting the guards?" I reply even though I'm not sure that's what I want to do

"You can't!" He screams

"Why not?" I scream back

"Because! Because... I... I'll... I'LL TELL EVERYONE YOUR SECRET!"

I freeze in position. I'll admit I didn't see that one coming. I turn to him again, "You wouldn't." I say even though I know he would.

"Yeah! Yeah! You won't be safe! You'll probably be kidnapped an hour after I tell!"

I shut my eyes tight. So tight, that my lids shake. I feel like I want to break down right here, on the floor. Just scream and sob all my problems away, but I'm smart enough to know that won't solve anything. I just stand there for a minute and think.

"Let's go." I say with an expressionless face as I stomp to the net and jump over the wooden bar.

"What? Where are you taking me? Jail? I said I'd tell-"

"You're not going to jail," I say dragging his net towards the door, "We're going to my art room."

Put my face in front his again, "You will spend the night there until I can figure out what to do with you."

His eyes widen, "But-"

I press my frying pan to his lips through the net, "And you will co-operate, otherwise you will get caught and thrown in into prison. Understand?"

Reluctantly, he nods.