Rapunzel looked at the wall.
She had seen DreamWorks movies heaps of times, in fact, every Friday they seemed to be playing another one. It was funny to think they were only doing this to pull the people on the other side of that wall out of their Friday night.
I was cruel. Yet she watched them, intrigued by the fact that she could see any one of these characters if she just climbed that wall.
Disney Land wasn't to interesting after you live there for a while. Each village surrounded the Walt Disney statue. Right now she was buying bread from the Cinderella Bakery. Always tasted better than the Tangled Bakery. She looked at the baker. His difference in cartoon was amazing. Rapunzel was an animation, the Baker was a simple hand drawing.
Walt Disney had changed.
Once he had died a light n the Mickey Mouse village went out. When she first arrived she was warned that if a light went out in her village it was because the DreamWorks characters were finally going to take over their side of the wall. Rapunzel didn't believe that.
Tangled, please report to the elevators. Tangled.
Here we go, she thought. She gripped hands with her baby-self and walked her to the elevators.
I am so sorry for not posting in a year, or however long it was. They have been shoving assignments down our throats and I haven't had a spare moment in ages. Anyway, I'm trying not to make the chapters to long until I involve some other characters, which I will next chapter, I promise. :) Thanks for reading. Bye!