A/N Hello, my lovely readers! Guess who's been at work writing? Moi! Guess whose birthday is in like, 2 weeks? MOI! Special fics are totally allowed xD without further talk, here is the much-anticipated Chapter 18! This story will probably be incredibly long, with the chapter lengths and all. And I might be doing a sequel…it all depends on the views and reviews for this and Better Than Revenge. I've got a request for you fantastic artists out there…would anyone be willing to do fanart for this story? It would make my day THAT much brighter to see fanart for it. Pick a moment, any moment, and draw, paint, color, sketch, whatever! -Liz
My heart skips a beat as I hear my friends crash through the tower. Gothel comes out of her pure shock quickly, but not quickly enough. The pub thugs race down the steps, torches in hand, and pin Gothel down. The old woman struggles to free herself, and I'm standing there in awe.
"Go, girl, go!" Hookhand jolts me out of my own shock and shoos me up the stairs, where I grab Eugene's hand and run to Max. We hastily mount and race towards the kingdom. Above me, thunder crashes and lightning flashes. Rain pelts my face with stinging force. Branches scrape my skin. Eugene wraps his arms around me protectively and calls to Max, "C'mon, buddy, not much farther! Faster!" the white horse breezes forward, crossing the bridge and skidding to a stop in front of the castle. Eugene jumps off and helps me, and we run in, our feet pounding on the floor. We throw open the castle doors. The guards snap their heads toward us. My parents, on the other side of the room, whirl around to face us. Simultaneously, Eugene and I both start our explanations.
"Max took me to my tower, and Gothel was there, and it turns out Nathan was a spy, and they tried to kidnap me and then the thugs rescued us, then we ran here on Max, and now here we are."
"Rapunzel disappeared, so I went to the tower and saw Gothel, so I snuck in and his until the time was right, then I burst in and saved the day." We finish at the exact same time and turn to each other and give surprised looks. My mother tentatively walks toward us, a terrified expression on her face. She brushes some hair out of my face and looks me in the eye.
"Dear, I love you so very much, but what's this about Gothel?" she seems afraid to ask. I grasp Eugene's hand and hold it tightly.
"Well, um…heh heh…Gothel's back, and so is the flower."
o.o whatever shall happen next? Guess you'll have to wait and see. This is long overdue…but I don't own Tangled. However, I do own a regular DVD, a Rapunzel doll, two storybooks, a coloring book, and soon-to-be the Art Of Tangled book and the Blu-Ray DVD. That's about it. Bai bai! -Liz