wondering and wondering and wondering...

rapunzel. a taste of the outside world and i'm back in my tower...but maybe someday i'll join it for good. ((VERSE INFO))

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storytime in the tower; rapunzel & belle.

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A small startled gasp escaped Belle’s lips as she was pulled upwards to the window at the top of the tower. Her fingers curled more into the golden locks they held as she moved along.

Belle smiled as she came into view of the girl she’d been speaking to then turn her gaze down so as to watch her footing while she climbed carefully over the window still and into the tower. she released the hair once her feet hit the stone of the tower floor and her eyes traveled around at the sight before her.

The walls were covered in many bright paintings each of which were all very lovely. Her attention was snapped away from the sight as the golden haired girl spoke again. “Oh! My name is Belle.’ She responded clasping her hands before her. “It’s lovely to meet you Rapunzel.”

The brunette nodded and turned to look outside, wondering if she could see much from where they stood, but as it would turn out the stone around the clearing was high enough to cover much view of the forest outside. “I am,” she began turning to look back at Rapunzel, “I went out for a short morning walk and must’ve taken a wrong turn.”

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“It’s nice to meet you, too, Belle,” Rapunzel responded with a bright grin. “That’s a really pretty name, by the way.”

The smile on her face faded into a frown now, however. Although she told Belle if she came up, she could help her, Rapunzel honestly wasn’t sure how. She didn’t really know her way around the forest, and if she left to help her, there was a chance they’d both get lost. Rapunzel highly doubted Mother would be so understanding if she left again. Inviting anyone up was already risky enough, but as it stood, she couldn’t just ignore a person stumbling upon her tower when she craved contact with the outside world so much. 

A nervous smile formed on her lips, her hands in front of her now, fingers fiddling nervously. “Uhhh, see, the problem is, I’ve only been out of this tower once. So I don’t really know my way around the forest.” She threw Belle an apologetic look. “Where did you get lost at, though? I can do my best to help. Or maybe we can try going into the village? Some people may be able to help there.” 

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storytime in the tower; rapunzel & belle.

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Let her up? But how? Belle wondered as she glanced towards the base of the tower again. She was certain there had been door, maybe the girl was going to let down a ladder or rope maybe? The brunette figured as she glanced back up at the window just as the cascade of golden hair was thrown down towards her.

As the girl spoke Belle couldn’t help brush her fingers through the silky strands before her. She’d never seen so much hair before! She took up the end of it and did as told, holding on tightly. “Um, ready when you are.” She called up.

Though she didn’t know the girl well, it was easy enough to tell that she was at least trustworthy enough she wouldn’t let Belle fall, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t hesitant to be pulled up a tower by someone’s hair! But, if it was her only means of finding her way back, what was there to lose?

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As soon as the woman below gave confirmation, Rapunzel began pulling, her hair clutched between her hands. Years of experience made it an easy task -- no less tiring, but she grew used to it over the years. After a moment or two, the woman came into view. A few more tugs put her level with the window sill. 

“You can step through now.” She smiled apologetically. “Sorry this is kind of a weird way of getting inside, but it’s really all I’ve got.” 

Finally able to let go of her hair, she gathered it all back inside and let it fall to the ground. “Anyway, I’m Rapunzel!” she announced cheerfully, folding her hands behind her and rocking back and forth on her feet. Instinctively, she hovered near where she set down the frying pan -- just in case, though she didn’t think she would need it. She could sense a lot of kindness in this woman, and Rapunzel liked to think she wasn’t quite so naive as Mother liked to think. “You, uh...said you were lost?” 

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Equipped only with a satchel full of odds, ends, a crumpled map, and a reference book, he set out from the inn of his current residence with the light of mid-afternoon on his back.  The objective was simple in theory: to locate, and then collect, a rare plant he’d read of an obscure medical journal. Supposedly, in was the base for a natural pain-reliever; the possibility of adding that to Baymax’s programming chip was too appealing not to be pursued.

The collection of the plant samples ended abruptly – with the patter of raindrops on his shoulders. Which, as quickly as it had begun, grew worse; a complete and utter downpour, soaking him to the bone in seconds. His desperation for shelter rendered the satchel almost forgotten, as eyes focused in on the one structure in the area – and an impressive sight it was. A tower, constructed of white brick and vine, reaching for the rain clouds above. He ran toward it, blindly, shrugging off his cardigan to construct a makeshift umbrella. 

Searching for an opening, out of the corner of his eye, a flicker of movement drew his attention – a shadow, human in its form.

   ❝ Hello?          Is anyone there?               I’m sorry – I was trying to find a way in. From the rain. ❞       

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The rain beat hard on the tower roof, sounding off a repetitive dull thud within. Rapunzel rather enjoyed it, actually. Something about the rain seemed peaceful to her. It made her want to dance outside in the wet grass, letting the rain drops wash over her. In fact, she considered doing this now. Currently, she sat beside the window, a mug of hot chocolate on the window sill and a book in hand. Much as she tried to concentrate, however, her gaze kept flicking outside. Heaving a sigh, she finally closed the book and set it aside, then stood and looked down at the ground below contemplatively. 

That’s when she heard the voice. For a moment she thought she was hearing things -- it proved difficult hearing past the rain. But the words reached her eventually, and she hesitated. From what she could see, a man stood at the base of her tower, dressed in odd clothing. Wariness overcame her, but excitement, too. She couldn’t help being lonely, and she certainly couldn’t leave a poor traveler stranded in the rain. And anyway about it, self defense had added itself to her repertoire of talents.

“Um, hi!” she called down. “I’ll let you up, just...gimme a minute.” She quickly looped her hair through the hook, letting it stream down the side of the tower. “I’ll pull you up!”

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Plucking a truffle from the bag, then rolling it down,

         ❝ ‘m not that good at baking.            S’been too much burning            the last few years. ‘m good            with in-house bakeries, tell            you the truth. They’re cheaper.            Some of ‘em. It depends.❞

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“Oh, c’mon, you can’t be that horrible at baking,” Rapunzel insisted. “It’s easy! You can just follow a recipe if you’re not comfortable doing it from scratch. In fact, I’d be willing to help you. I promise it’s more fun gathering all the ingredients and making it yourself.”

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xcalhoun:

Concurred Tammy, ❝The darker, the better. Eating healthy is expensive.                                   I just spent almost eight dollars on this little bag of                                    Lindt and there’s what – like eight t’ ten pieces?                                    That’s some crazy shit, but it’s damn worth it.❞

Rapunzel giggled, holding her own bag of chocolates close. She opened it and popped one into her mouth, savouring the taste. “You know, I’ve always preferred the white chocolate myself. Ooh, if you want to stick with dark chocolate, though, you should’ve grabbed some chocolate chips, too. For cookies and cakes!”

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storytime in the tower; rapunzel & belle.

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Light brown eyes look about the greenery that covered the area. None of it looked remotely familiar. “I must’ve taken a wrong turn at some point but…when?” The girl questioned a loud to no one in particular.

Belle had decided on a peaceful morning stroll out of the castle for a while but things ended up becoming an afternoon of aimless wandering. She needed to return to the castle soon or else Beast may think she’d tried to run away again and who knows what could result of that. Nervously she began to fiddle with her fingers, her nails softly grazing her skin as her fingers moved about.

By now she was lost there was no way to deny that fact. With an almost hopeless sigh she leaned back against what she had assumed to be a vine covered stone hill only to stumble backwards into a hidden cave. Unable to catch her footing in time Belle landed with a soft thud upon the earth below.

Taking a moment to recover from the impact she rolled slowly onto her stomach so as to look up into the area she had fallen into. An amazed gasp passed her rosy pink lips as she looked upon a beautiful sight. A hidden clearing.

From the surrounding stone a waterfall gracefully pooled into a small lake. The grass and flowers that dotted the area looked so bright one could almost say this place seemed trapped in an eternal spring. Finally, in the middle of it all was a vine covered tower.

“Beautiful…” The brunette murmured as she began to pick herself up off the ground. Dusting off her sky blue skirt she proceeded forward slowly so as to fully take in what stood before her. “I wonder what’s up there…” she noted as she approached the tower. She glanced up to the single window at the very top before turning her eyes to the area where she stood. She walked the full length of the tower only to find that there was no door. It seemed that the only way in was through the window.

Tucking a strand of loose hair back into place Belle let out a startled gasp as a voice sounded out of seemingly nowhere. Glancing upwards she swore she saw a figure looking down at her from the top of the tower. Moving her hand to her forehead so as to shield her vision from the sun Belle took a few steps back to see that indeed there was a girl there.

“Bonjour!” She responded with a smile. “Ah yes, very lost actually. I wonder, do you think you may be able to help me?”

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Rapunzel knew she shouldn’t let the woman up. She was already in an enormous amount of trouble..but could she really turn away the opportunity? Mother would be gone for a few days, and right now, her boredom and loneliness far outweighed the fear of potentially getting into further trouble. So maybe things didn’t go as planned for her, and maybe she got hurt. But there was plenty of good on her trip to the kingdom, as well. She couldn’t just give up on the outside world and go back to the way things were -- not after getting a taste of it.

So, after a few moments hesitation, Rapunzel let herself smile and nodded down at the woman (though Rapunzel doubted she could actually see the action). “Yes, just give me a second! I’ll let you up,” she called down. 

Gathering up her hair once more, she hooked it above the window and started lowering it down. Once most of it hung down the side of the tower, she leaned out the window again. “Loop up the end and use it as a foothold. If you hold on, I can bring you up,” she instructed.

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“Wait wait, don’t tell me.. Medusa! Or maybe.. Goldilocks! Oh man, I wish my superhero name was Goldilocks.”

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Rapunzel let out a small chuckle and shook her head at the first guess. Then once more at his second guess. “Nope, and nope. Nice try, though. I’m Rapunzel!” She laughed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Wait, what’s a superhero name? Should that be different from my real name?”

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storytime in the tower; rapunzel & belle.

Rapunzel laid sprawled out on her bed, lips twisted into a frown as she stared up at her ceiling. She felt unbelievably bored -- more bored than she felt in her entire life. Living in a tower with no contact with the outside world came with the occasional bout of boredom, but even so, Rapunzel always found things to do that kept her occupied. At least, until Mother brought her back to their tower. Ever since getting her first taste of the outside world, nothing in here seemed as satisfying. She still enjoyed baking and painting and singing and everything else, but they didn’t fulfill her the way they used to. 

Which is what lead to plenty of laying around, staring at her ceiling, losing herself in daydreams. Today she could barely do that. Mother left just yesterday on a trip to bring her more books and paints -- the first time she left since they came back, actually. Although their relationship was strained now, Rapunzel felt the emptiness of the tower acutely. She was sure she would lose her mind if Pascal weren’t here with her. 

“I can’t do this anymore.” Rapunzel let out a huff as she sat up suddenly, startling Pascal. He calmed after a pat on the head, and raised his eyes curiously at her. “C’mon, I want to get out of the tower. Just for a little bit. Mother won’t be back for a few days and...I’ll only stay here in the clearing. What do you say to a game of hide and seek?” 

Pascal fought between a look of concern and one of complete excitement. The latter eventually won out, and Rapunzel grinned. She held her hands out for him, letting him climb up onto her shoulder. Her feet thudded against the wooden floor as she headed for her window -- grabbing a frying pan along the way (just in case). As she reached the window, she began looping her hair along the hook. That’s when she noticed the figure walking in the grass. 

Instantly, Rapunzel’s heart stopped, and panic gripped her. Then, she looked closer. This person didn’t look like Mother. She didn’t wear the same velvet black cloak or red dress. Just a little, Rapunzel relaxed. Carefully, being as quiet as she could, she brought her hair back into the tower, then ducked down, watching the figure. They didn’t seem to be looking for anything in particular, which she took as a good sign. Still being cautious, Rapunzel’s hands closed around the frying pan as she peered out the window once more. 

“Um, hello?” she called down. “Are you lost?” 

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bold which habits your muse has

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justanotherrpmeme:

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

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