Author's Note: Hey, I'm back! You must be wondering why I didn't upload a new chapter; I normally upload them on Thursdays. But, as luck would have it, I had tons of assingments from school, including a Research Paper, and a 5 - page history report. So, yeah, that's been my week! I hope you guys had a better week than I had. Anyway, here's the latest installment in Rapunzel's Diary. After this, I may have a few more entries that are before "Tangled," but after that, the fun will begin! Haha, I've actually starting thinking about what Rapunzel will feel when she meets Eugene for the first time. Anyway, sit back, and enjoy! And don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own "Tangled." :( The story is purely fictional, for fan - made purposes.
Dear Diary,
Winter is here, and the weather keeps getting colder and colder. We had our first snowfall today! The world outside is blanketed in a pure white layer of snow. The entire ground is covered, and the only things visible are leafless trees and their long, skinny branches. There's something about a layer of snow that makes the world look fresh and innocent, like there's nothing evil that could harm you. Of course, with this weather, and not knowing when it'll suddenly turn cold, Mother can't go outside. Instead, she spends all her time at home. She keeps up with her dressmaking business, and is designing new patterns and fashions. She says that all the women in the town follow the Queen's style of dressing, so whatever the Queen wears, the townspeople want it as well. But no matter what season, she always wears her dark red, ¾ length sleeve dress that reaches the floor. She looks very regal in the dress, I must say. At any rate, she's shown me a few tricks to dressmaking, and I've tried them out on Pascal (much to his dismay).
Anyway, as usual, nothing interesting has happened. I haven't told Mother about the lanterns, and I can't until it's a day before my birthday. I just finished having some Hazelnut Soup by the fireplace, and now I'm sitting here, thinking about my day. I didn't do anything exciting today, just read, cleaned the house, did some laundry, watched the snow fall, dreamed about life in the Kingdom, things like that. I guess I'll go to bed now, there's nothing more I can do.
~ Rapunzel
Dear Diary,
The weather is terribly cold. Icy blasts of wind keep whipping around and through the tower. Mother's been looking for some way to stop the drafts of wind and ice that come through the gaps between the window and wall, and the tiny spaces between the stone walls. This tower's old, but firm enough. Just last night it snowed. Again. We now have about 2 ½ feet of snow blanketing the outside world. The world no longer looks fresh and innocent. It looks so dark and miserable, as if the chill of winter has sapped the very life out every living thing. There are no birds, no plants, and I never see any animals scampering around on the hilly green meadow outside the tower. No rabbits come to the little stream to drink water anymore. The stream has been frozen stiff, and is colder than ice. Sometimes, I hear a wolf's cry at night. It sounds so sad; so forlorn, and forgotten, as if the winter has killed off its kin, leaving him alone in this bleak world. Days seem to run into each other, and daylight is limited. The only time we see the sun is between 10 am to 3 pm. After 3, the sun sets, and darkness falls on the area all over again. When the sun comes out, there's not enough light to melt even a little snow. Mother, of course can't go into the Kingdom due to the excessive piles of snow. She's done as much dressmaking as she possibly can, and now she's getting fidgety. Mother seems to be itching to go outside, as am I. Pascal's not used to this kind of cold, and stays by the fireplace all day. He blends in with the mantel so Mother doesn't see him.
I haven't done much except try to stay warm. I've done some ballet and stretches, but there's only so much you can do. Mother and I have played a few chess games, and I've won every time (much to her dismay). Mother keeps telling me that she used to be a marvelous chess player, and I probably got my skills from her. I've also decided to rearrange some furniture in my bedroom and redecorate it by adding some new paintings. I should've mentioned that it's the middle of January. It's only January, but I've been thinking about my birthday (which is 6 months away). I've been thinking about different ways to convince Mother to let me go see the lights. I rehearsed different techniques of talking to Mother with Pascal, but I'm still not sure. What if Mother says no? I'm not sure what I'll do then. I once thought of running away to see the lights, but I couldn't bear to do that. It would break Mother's heart, I don't think I could do that to her. I suppose I'll wait until the day before my Birthday, and break it to her. Until then, I'll keep dreaming.
~ Rapunzel
Dear Diary,
Thank goodness! The snow is finally beginning to melt! For the first time in two months, the sun actually shined, and some snow is melting. All the snow will cause a flooding of the little stream, and turn it into a wild, gushing river. Nevertheless, it's all right. The snow is going away, and winter has lost its death – like grip on the land. Of course, it's not warm enough for birds and animals to come out of their hibernation. The entire day, all that could be heard was the faint drip, drip, drip of the melting snow and ice. As soon as the Sun came out, I ran to the window, and threw the window open. I haven't stuck my head out the window in such a long time! I thought It'd be warm, so I was surprised when I felt a wisp of cold air sting my face. I inhaled the cold air, as enjoyed the welcome sting it made as it touched my nose. My nose was numb, but my cheeks were rosy, and it felt good to inhale the smell of the outside world again.
Mother nearly had a heart attack when she saw me with my head half way out the window. She screeched, "Rapunzel! Good heavens, you crazy girl! Get back inside! You'll catch your death of cold! You can get sick and die, if that's what you want, but don't go getting me sick too!" He voice startled me so bad; I hit my head on the windowpane. With that, she came over, and shut the window tightly. Pascal whirred, and climbed up onto my shoulder, shaking his head at the impudence of Mother. Mother was bust all day today, getting her things read so she could travel into town. She left soon after the um, incident, and returned just a few hours ago. She says that everyone had been anxious about her, and wanted to know how she survived the brutal winter. She said that it was a good thing she caught up on her dressmaking because now that spring was coming, the Queen would have new styles, and all the women would want it too. So, she came back today, with bolts of cloth, and her needles and thread, and set to work making a dress. It's a dress a rich blue shade, with lace around the sleeves, and around the collar. It's a wonderful color.
I decided that in the coming months and days before my birthday, I'll drop hints about seeing the stars. I'm not going to show Mother my star chart until the day before my birthday. It would ruin the surprise if I told her about it now. For now, I'll tell her things like, "Oh Mother! The stars are so wonderful tonight! It reminds me of those lanterns that appear on my Birthday. Oh how I wish I could see them!" I hope that Mother will see through this, and get the impression I want to see them (if she hasn't already). This time, I will tell Mother about the lanterns, and not be afraid. The worst thing that could come is that she'll say no. I have nothing to lose, really. I just hope she'll listen to me, and let me see them. I need to know what they are, and see them for myself.
~ Rapunzel