I've decided to be a little more creative with the story. I've been a little too focused on going word for word with the original plot. So it's going to be a teency bit more occ but still following the story. Enjoy :)
Fiona and the Stabbington Sisters raised through the forest, the satchel tied over Stella's chest. Not far behind was the Royal Guards, led by the general, going after the thieves for the crown. Fiona laughed.
"Isn't this fun girls?"
Fiona's excitement disappeared as the trio reached a dead end.
"Oh damn it all...um...here you two help me up...and I'll help you guys after."
The twins glared at her in suspicion.
"Whaaaaat? You don't trust me? After allllll we've been through?"
The twins looked at each other. The sounds of horses and shouting guards came closer. They silently agreed. Stella lifted herself onto Stalone's shoulders, and hoisted Fiona up in a swift movement. Fiona settled herself at the top of the cliff.
"Now help us up Ryder."
"Sorry...my hands are full." Fiona revealed the satchel in her hand. "Laterz!" She ran off. The sound of Stella yelling after her was soon overpowered by the rumbling of horses.
"Crap..." Fiona raced down the hill. She dodged incoming harpoons and grabbed onto a vine. She laughed at first, then yelped as she fell off and landed on someone.
"RYDER!" It was the 2nd in Command of the Royal Guard, Maxin. She glared up at Fiona.
"Hey now. Bye now." Fiona punched the woman in the face and jumped up. "My satchel. No touchy." She raced down the path and hid behind some ivy leaves. She stepped farther into the darkness and froze when the guards were close.
"Find Ryder now!"
"But mam...you face..."
"NEVERMIND THAT JUST GO!"
Fiona snickered and headed farther into the darkness. She found some light and followed it. She gasped as a huge stone tower sat in the middle of the small canyon.
"Wow..." She smirked and ran towards it. "Talk about 5 star living..."
The stones were uneven and easy to climb. Fiona lifted herself onto the ledge and pushed the doors open. Her eyes widened as she took in the cozy scenery. The walls were covered in paintings. Every inch had color. As she admired everything, one thing caught her eye.
Is that...hair?
"HEY!"
Fiona jumped. She tripped over something small and hit her head against the wall. She blacked out.
Rapunzle raced down the steps. He stepped cautiously towards the person. Was it a man? It did have short brown hari. It wasn't a man, it couldn't be...it had...lumps...on it's chest.
"Men don't have those right Pascal?"
The ferret sniffed the person and shook its head. Rapunzle walked closer to the person.
"I think Father said it was called...a woman."
Her knelt down next to the woman.
"...It sure is pretty...I've never seen anything like it Pascal..."
Rapunzle reached out and moved a strand of hair from the woman's face. Her eyes popped open and Rapunzle jumped back in surprise.
"AH!"
"WHA?"
The woman sat up quickly, wincing and clutching her head. Rapunzle stared at her with wide eyes.
"W-where am I?"
"In my house."
"WHAT? ow..."
The girl started to get up. Rapunzle tried to help but she rejected his hand.
"I'm fine really..."
The girl got to her feet and brushed off her denim vest. Rapunzle admired her outfit. Wow I wonder how she sewed that.
"HEY!"
"WHA-"
"You're checking me out aren't you?!"
"C-checking...out...your...what? No I was admiring the stitching on your jacket."
Fiona looked at the boy. Admiring my...jacket? What is this guy?
The boy was tall, about half a foot taller than her. He had long hair, really long hair. It stretched across the room in a big blonde heap. He was wearing a violet outfit that looked like it was made out of silk. He was staring down at her with these eyes...his big...green eyes. Damn...they're...beautiful.
Fiona shook her head. Don't you start this again Fiona. Just focus on getting the crown as far from... Fiona gasped.
"WHERE'S MY SATCHEL?!" The boy was startled by her outburst.
"You're what?"
"MY BAG! MY BROWN BAG!"
The boy looked around frantically then pointed down at the ground. Fiona turned as swiped the bag off the ground.
She adjusted the strap over her shoulder and straightened up.
"Well blondie...I better be get going...I gotta get out of the kingdom but nightfall."
"Why do you mean king-"
"RAPUNZLE! LET DOWN YOUR HAIR!"
The boy's green eyes grew as wide as the moon. He fumbled about and then finally pushed Fiona towards a green wardrobe.
"Hey what are you-"
"Shhhhhhhhhhh you need to stay in here! If my father sees you he'll be SO upset."
Before Fiona could get details, she noticed the satchel sitting across the room.
"Hide that satchel damnit!" She whispered as the boy shut the door.
"Ok." He whispered back. She listened to the sounds of him racing across the room. Hair dragged along the floor with him. She heard the sound of another cupboard shutting and relaxed. I hope I can trust this guy...
Rapunzle sighed as his father finally climbed onto the ledge. He was out of breath from running around the room.
"What took you so long son?"
"I...I was uh...up there...and..." Rapunzle couldn't even talk.
Gothen eyed him suspiciously. He shrugged and continued talking.
"I always hate leaving after a fight...especially since I've done nothing wrong."
"Fight?" Rapunzle shook it off. "Anyway...there was something I wanted to talk about."
"Don't start with the stars son Father is tired."
"A-actually...about that...you see...I found a..."
"Rapunzle please..."
"But Father-"
"I said no."
"But if you would just-"
"ENOUGH! NO IS NO YOUNG MAN! YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THIS TOWER...EVER!"
Rapunzle was frozen, leaning against the wardrobe as if the girl inside could help him. Gothen was leaning against the counter top, as if yelling had physically exhausted him. They stood in silence for several minutes until Rapunzle finally spoke.
"I-I'm sorry Father...I won't ask again..."
"Good."
"But...if I can't go out for my birthday...maybe...maybe you could get me some new paints?"
"What kind?"
"The kind...made of seashells...those are the best...and I'm all out..."
"That...is a very long journey...almost three days time."
"Please Father...it's just...those are better than...the stars..."
"As you wish son. Fetch me another shirt and I'll be on my way."
"Yes Father..." Rapunzle walked across the room and picked up a clean shirt. He assisted his Father out of the tower and watched him leave the cavern. Once Gothen was out of sight, Rapunzle walked to the wardrobe and opened it.
"Miss..." The door opened and the girl stepped out. She looked upset. "Is something wrong?"
Fiona stared up at the boy. His once bright and curious eyes were now dimmed. He looked like he wanted to cry. Fiona wanted to comfort him. She wanted to hug him and tell him things could be better. She wanted to Ew stop sympathy is for the weak. Get out of here.
Fiona crossed her arms. "It's nothing...where's my satchel?"
The boy looked around. "Oh it's...over here..." Fiona watched as he crossed the room and climbed up onto a mantle. He pulled back the large curtains to reveal a detailed painting. Sitting on the inside edge of the mantle was Fiona's satchel, but she was mesmerized by the painting.
It was beautiful, the most beautiful painting she'd ever seen. Every inch of it was as crisp and clean as something the Queen herself would've painted.
"You did this?"
The boy had already hopped off the mantle. He turned back to it.
"Uh...yeah...I started it this morning..."
"THIS MORNING?!"
"Yeah..."
"Not bad kid..."
The boy handed Fiona the satchel. She took in and started towards the ledge.
"Thanks a lot kid. See ya."
Fiona jumped onto the ledge and looked out. It was a pretty far drop. She turned back to the boy. His smiley demeanor was long gone. He was slumping across the room picking lengths of his hair off of things. A furry creature that resembled a rat was sitting on his shoulder. Fiona sighed. Don't do it Ryder...don't do it...shit...
"Wanna come?"
"What?" The boy looked up at her.
"I said..." Fiona sighed. "do you want to come with me?"
The boy stared at her in shock. "A-are you...serious?"
"Yeah...now hurry up and answer before I change my mind."
"YES YES YES YES OMIGOD YES!" The boy ran up to her like he was 6 years old.
"We can...go see the lanterns...and then I'm bringing you straight back got that?"
"Yes."
"Alright...no let's find a way down."
The boy smirked. Whoa...sexy smir-NOPE stop it Ryder.
"I think I can help."
Fiona watched as he lifted most of his hair onto a large silver hook before letting the rest drop down.
"You can't be serious..."
"I am."
Fiona glanced at him in suspicion. He just smiled at her.
"Do you trust me?"
Fiona looked down at the ground, then back at him.
"Aw...what the hell? Why not?"
Fiona gasped as the boy wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Ready?"
"Nope."
Then they jumped.
UGH SORRY FOR THE WAIT!
I worked all freaking day on this so yal better be grateful because I skipped a WHOLE day of NaNoWriMo for you lovely jerkfaces.
Enjoy. And don't expect an update toooo soon because I'm working on NaNoWriMo.