When will my life Begin?

Rapunzel |18 | Human |

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TANGLED 2010 | dir. Byron Howard & Nathan Greno

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“What’s this?” Flynn said as grabbed the pumpkin flyer off of his window. “Did anyone else get one of these?”he asked “Anyone have any idea where it may have come from?”

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Max rolled his eyes as he followed the two towards wherever Rapunzel was about to lead them. “Sunshine, can you please tell Flynn that he could have very well had everything to do with this?” He looked over at Flynn, suspiciously squinting his eyes, “I’m on to you, Boot Bandit.” He teased, still suspiciously looking at him

Rapunzel laughed as she linked her arms between both arguing guys as she played her keep role of being the glue that united them. “ I doubt Eugene would ever waste that much time printing something Max” she added with a chuckle and shaking her head at the bandit part. “ Why you stole his shoes I have no idea” she added laughing now “ But, I promise this all leads us outside...” she said as she pointed to the entrance of their little safe haven. “ Are you boys ready?” she added with a deep breath, almost too excited to release.

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sorry for the shitty cuts on my posts guys :c idk what wrong with my internet or pc. Bertha is old and a mess. I’ll try to cut more and see whats up!

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Trip down Memory Lane |

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     Rapunzel smiles as Flynn reassured her. Times were troubling for the young blonde and she was hungry for answers. Luckily he seemed to have the same thirst for adventure or just as mad as she was. As he handed her the journal she smiled, tracing her fingers over the bind of the journal. She remembered her art, her music and her passions. Certain songs and melodies lingered like a broken record. She flipped through the first page and read his name, her mind dazzling as it bubbled almost in a purple haze. She continued to skim through the journal before jumping up. “You have another name.. Gene.. No” she said with a frown closing the book, shutting her eyes with it as her mind fought back and raced through clouded doors of memories. “Eugene!” She beamed giddily as she jumped eagerly, flapping the trusty journal with her momentum. “ Look at you, listening to my advice!” She replied with an honest chuckle. “I have a feeling you don’t really do that very often.. you know listen to my advice” she mused with a small grin. Whatever she may have done in the past definitely was laying off now. “ Eugene!” she beamed giddily, as if a small little bulb lit up inside. 

     It was almost an immediate reaction she threw her arms around him, bearing him in for a big hug, it was a giant relief for her to have some kind of pinpoint or.. tour guide to who she is. “ Memory curse.. that makes sense.. it could be Mother, she never wanted me to leave” she said with a frown, looking up at him. It wasn’t until then that Blondie realized how close in she had pulled Flynn, she chuckled sheepishly as she collected herself suavely, moving her hand towards his chest to break a bit of air between their tight embrace. “ Does she know where I am? where are our friends?” she asked curiously, a million questions being thrown to Flynn as fast as she whacked him with the frying pan the first try. 

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“You should know by now, I’m always right Blondie.” Flynn said smugly “Well… most of the time” he said with a charming smile before his smile fell and he nodded solemnly “Yeah… poor Pas.” As much as Flynn did feel bad for the boy and wanted to make sure he stayed safe he knew there was nothing they could really do, and on top of that deep down Flynn felt resentment and anger towards the boy. He would do anything for Pascal but he also knew the boy was the reason he was going through a transformation of his own. A transformation he hadn’t dared share with anyone.

When they heard the rustling coming from a nearby bush Flynn instinctively placed an arm in front of her protectively before looking over at her and seeing the dagger in her hands, a curious look crossing his face.”Well I’m glad he’s giving you some training so that you can better protect yourself. It makes me feel a little bit better about the idea of you venturing out here but it’s still not my favorite thing. Like  i said I have no doubt you could defend yourself but I don’t want you to have to.”

At that moment Rapunzel looked up at Flynn, his arm in front of her as a human shield that he was. She could not help but feel an immense wave of gratitude for everything. They remained both silent for a moment, before realizing the rustling of the bushes was a small squirrel as it climbed out of the bushes and to it’s nest at the trees above them, as it covered the shade. Rapunzel could feel the breath of relief, but broke from a small laughter at Flynn’s words. “ The Wastelands are not so bad Eugene! some zombies are very nice” she said before daring to say anything else.

Rapunzel was not afraid of telling him, but if Flynn knew this was one of those topics the two guys would agree on; her safety and well being; and that traveling through the Wastelands alone were not smart ideas for puny wittle blondie. “ I don’t go out alone” she said disclaiming any small fits that Flynn might react in. Rapunzel attempted to play down the confession a lot more than it would have been able to go. She did get awkward and may sometimes be too noble to set a perfect lie. It doesn’t mean she wouldn’t do one of her signature moves and shift the topic to something that wouldn’t result in her being scolded to. A typical female play card, and one of her best tactics to avoid confrontation. “ Oky, coast is clear let’s just keep moving cause I don’t know much” she sang quickly as she giggled nervously, walking a bit faster away from Flynn before hearing anything he was about to say. If he had to run behind her he wouldn’t have the energy to reprimand her. 

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A quiet day indeed..

Rapunzel sat on the bench outside of town hall as she let the sun wrap its warmth around her. She was deep in her memories, the faded ones she could not just get over. It troubled her, but it would not deter her spirit. She needed to remain hopeful. She didn’t even notice the stranger around her until they began to speak. Her eyes shifted first startled then curiously at the stranger. 

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Upon entering Louie’s Bar and seeing Rapunzel’s reaction, Max could feel his cheeks heating up from embarrassment. He wasn’t embarrassed with how she was reacting or her eagerness to hang out with him and the guys; it was more what he and the guys did that made him blush. “Rapunzel, I…I don’t think you’d like our idea of fun.” He chuckled, leading them towards the bar. “Plus, I, um…I don’t know if the hunters would be keen on having a girl around their fun drinking time.” He admitted, adding, “Because a lot of them would rather be doing something else with a woman than drinking with her.” He looked at Rapunzel again, half smiling, “ I told ya, I don’t think you’d like our idea of fun.” He thought for a moment, before adding, “But, don’t worry, I’ve never seen Flynn in here trying to do that. Whether or not he goes to Lucifer’s and does that is another story, but I haven’t seen it.” He tried to assure, unsure why he felt the need to defend Flynn.

He ordered her a pina colada and himself a beer when they reached the bar, taking a seat at one of the bar stools. When their drinks arrived, Max smiled at the little umbrella in Rapunzel’s drink because it had little suns on it, and he wondered if the bartender could also see how bright and vibrant Rapunzel’s personality was. “I hope you enjoy it. They make the best drinks here. Lucifer’s is a bit overpriced, but again, quality…other stuff.” He chuckled, taking a swig of his beer. “So, how do you like it?”

“ Oh Maxy you know I’m not A normal girl... I’m a cool girl” she said as she teasingly threw a peace sign up. She raised her brows not accusingly, but interested as Max gave her insight on the gentlemens club that was around. She really tried not to choke on her first sip at the mention of Flynn’s hectic night time escapades. “ I don’t care what Eugene does” she said trying to play her choking off smoothly. Although she was graceful, she had her moments. Talking about Flynn was one of those hiccup moments of the gracefulness. “ He doesn’t.. owe me anything” she said with a small puff. She wasn’t sure where she stood with Flynn, but she did really really like care about him. “ I just want him to be happy... even if it won’t be with me” she said with a soft shrug of her shoulders as she realized what she was saying. Asides from confessing her feelings just now.

As they took their seats at the bar, she jumped on the stool next to Max, her eyes beaming with delight and joy as her cocktail arrived. The presentation was beautiful, the sun umbrella, cherries and oranges as a little fruit presentation. “ Cheers! to finding happiness even if it’s in the melons of the little sex kittens!” she added with a big laugh as other nearby patrons overheard the toast she was proclaiming. “ mmmm” she answered as she took a long sip of the beverage. She felt the rum as it trailed down her body, cooling its way through her system. 

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The Pumpkin Patch

Jack had always been very fond of pumpkins. So much so, that he had been dubbed the “Pumpkin King” among his friends,  he took the nickname pridefully. For the man with the skeleton grin, there was nothing more satisfying than the feeling of fall because not only was he in love with the atmosphere it brought; it meant that Halloween was just around the corner. There was something about the holiday that always ignited a sort of power within Jack, and on that night of all nights, Jack Skellington did live up to his name of being the one and only Pumpkin King. There would be few who could deny that at what Jack did, he was undoubtedly the best, and it came with the slightest of efforts. He lived for the moments that spooked others, though he never meant it in any harmful way. He just really enjoyed pranks, even if he did not quiet present himself that way.

When Jack Skellington stepped out of his small hut to check on his beloved pumpkin patch, he had not intended to find them looking a bit healthier than usual today, and it caused a slight grin to spread onto his lips. He looked down at himself, making sure that he was not wearing anything too raggedy, giving a small nod in approval before making his way down to his little patch. He began to grow the pumpkins; he would guess, about two months ago. They were his most treasured possession because, for Jack, they made him feel almost human, and it was always fascinating to him that something dead could create something living. As he walked along the rows of medium-sized pumpkins, the water from his water can gently sprinkling down onto them; he sensed that he was not alone. “Do they look healthy to you?” He asked the stranger, pausing at the end of the row, before turning to look at them.

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“Correct.” He agreed, also looking around the little patch when she did. The small patch itself had been a challenge for Jack to keep up because some days, as they were for any zombie, were better than others when it came to his memory. Recently, a weird snowstorm had also presented a challenge for the little pumpkins, but luckily, they prevailed. Jack watched Rapunzel eagerly set up for their art lesson, his small smile widening at the sight, and he wished more than ever that Zero was here with them. He knew that this would be a lovely activity for Zero to pick up, especially since the guy seemed to have the worst memory of all.

“This is very kind of you.” He walked over to the little area she had set up, taking the sheets of papers and pencil she handed over to him. He looked down at the instruments, curiously, realizing that he had forgotten their names. His eyebrows furrowed together as he tried to think of a word, but his mind came up blank, sighing a bit in frustration. “Okay, I trust you.” He softly responded, looking up from the things in his hands and over at the little pumpkins, then back at Rapunzel. She was indeed a breath of fresh air for the guy. He nodded when she suggested leaving some things behind for him to teach Zero with, “I would like that very much. I’ll make sure to tell Zero that our new friend was so kind and helpful.” He said, his smile turning into a little grin. He looked down at her sketchbook, intrigued by the different things the girl had drawn; his attention was caught at her name. “Rapunzel.” He repeated, more so for memories’ sake, looking up from the sketchbook to meet her gaze, “I’m Jack, and I think your name and art are both very lovely.” He smiled before looking back down at the pencil and paper in his hand and then at the pumpkins. “Okay, lines…” he picked up his pencil, sketched one line, then another, until he had a small circle that looked more like a squished pumpkin than one of the ones in his patch, “like..this..?” he asked, showing her his smushed little pumpkin drawing.

As the teacher watched the student trace his first attempt of a pumpkin Rapunzel smiled brightly, and applauded softly but encouragingly at Jack. “ Jack that’s very good! don’t be shy to shade her in, pumpkins are never perfect. There’s no beauty in perfection” she added with a small smile as she looked up at the zombie. Rapunzel felt no fear, no worry that he could easily devour her at any moment. She was at peace; she saw a lot of Pas in the zombie, and she just felt safe. As if nothing could happen to her, not ever when she was in her natural element of drawing over whatever canvas she had selected for the day. “ That’s a beautiful name Jack” she said now acknowledging the mans name as she inched closer to him. Her beat beat quickened a bit but not from fear, but from her invasion of his privacy.

“ Here let me show you a trick to holding your pencil a bit easier and softer, so you can get light shading out of her” she said carefully as she moved her dainty fingers over to where Jack’s hand was. She looked at him with a small sheepish smile, as if looking for permission to come into contact with the zombie. As she moved her hand to move on top of his, her petite fingers laced the pencil to a point where it was much easier to hod the pencil, it gave a good range to draw but with the lightest specs on the paper. As she softly moved his hand to shade the top of the pumpkin, Rapunzel helped his squished circle gain a bit of form as it now looked like a nicer version of what the initial pumpkin was. “ You get better with time, and your art will always be beautiful, “ she added with a grin, her emerald eyes looking up at Jacks dark almond shaped eyes, they were mysterious and told so many stories, hopefully she would be able to hear more of him.

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A quiet day indeed..

Rapunzel sat on the bench outside of town hall as she let the sun wrap its warmth around her. She was deep in her memories, the faded ones she could not just get over. It troubled her, but it would not deter her spirit. She needed to remain hopeful. She didn’t even notice the stranger around her until they began to speak. Her eyes shifted first startled then curiously at the stranger. 

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“Lovely to meet you, Rapunzel,” she nodded, blinking a little at the comment on her friends.  Most people either tried to deny any connection to the zombies - or worried a great deal about them.  She pushed the thought away.  Perhaps the younger blonde had a happy nature - or a relentless determination to remain positive.  And that was something she could understand, even if hers came out as fierceness. “My name’s Belle,” she smiled, returning the introduction.  “And it’s not my book - one of my fellow researchers seems to have misplaced his work.”

Rapunzel modded, understanding now how important this book might be. Any research material could mean there was some hope or something relatively close to a cure for the near future. “ That’s really pretty” she added when she learned the woman’s name. It suited her, she seemed graceful, patient and the vibrations Rapunzel felt from her were magnifying in divine Essence. “ well then we need to try to retrace their steps then! Is this the only place it could be?” She asked as she looked back at Belle. Rapunzel has circled every nook and cranny of the ground around her and in between the shrubs and bushes. “ we’re you anywhere inside before this?”

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Artwork

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“What’s this?” Flynn said as grabbed the pumpkin flyer off of his window. “Did anyone else get one of these?”he asked “Anyone have any idea where it may have come from?”

“It appears to be a flyer,” Max said, coming from behind Flynn. “I got one. Follow the pumpkins?” He looked down at flyer with a puzzled expression, then back up at Flynn. “What pumpkins? Was this your doing?” His eyes moved from Flynn to the figure in the distance, “Hey, Rapunzel!” He called out, waving the girl over to them, he hoped that maybe she had some answers to their mystery. 

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Rapunzel has recieved the note in front of her door that morning. She was curious about it but it reminded her of her friend Jack from the Wastelands. She wanted to figure it out before saying anything. Max called out to her and she snapped out of her trance and waved back at him. She made her way to the boys before smiling at them both. “ I think it may be outside by ja-... erm the outside of the walls?” She added with a nervous chuckle. Before making any more mistakes in her horrendous lie she tugged at both Max and Flynn’s arms “come on guys follow me! It’ll be an adventure!” She beamed brightly. Part of her was curious if Jack or Pascal had started this little challenge. There was only one way to find out. She didn’t think they would be too upset if she just magically remembered her way around the Wastelands?

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A quiet day indeed..

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“I’ll make sure to ask Hera the next time I see her, but we could always approach her together on Monday.” He said with a small nod. In all honesty, Max had no idea if Hera was going to agree to his little plan with Rapunzel, but he figured that even if it was turned down he would still allow her to at least paint the outside of the wall; he wanted Pascal to know they were thinking of him. Max missed him more than he could ever express, it was breaking his heart every day that went by, and he didn’t encounter his lost friend. His mind wandered to  Morph for a moment, suddenly being able to fully relate more than ever to her anxious feelings about Jim’s safety, his heart weighing a bit heavier. He also wondered, for a second, if Jim and Pascal knew each other. Did all zombies know each other? He made a mental note to ask Pascal the next time saw him, just another question to add to the quickly growing list.

“I might have forgotten their name too.” He sheepishly admitted, “But, I do remember them having chocolate chips and a taste of mint. Hm.” He thought for a moment before brightening up a bit at an idea. “We could always bake something together with chocolate chips? Maybe the name will pop out at us or maybe not and we’ll just have a mess of chocolate chips and flour. We won’t know until we try.” He laughed at the thought, and at the playful nudge she gave him. “Well, hey. I never said they didn’t have good drinks or women there, now did I?” He squinted at her for a moment, suspiciously, “You’re not thinking of exploring in there now, are you?” He lightened up again, softly laughing because he wasn’t upset at the thought. He figured at some point Rapunzel was going to wander into every building she could in the city, and he preferred that over the wastelands. He thought for a moment about her pina colada comment before asking, “Would you like to go in for one?”

Rapunzel smiled at Maximus as she enjoyed the breeze that seemed to help lift her spirits at least. She woke up worried every morning, and curious by nght fall. At the description Rapunzel brightened up “ Oh my mint choco bites!” she beamed proud at the advancement her memory was playing on her. It had become a guessing game on some days for Punzel. She was grateful for any tidbit of memory that came back to her. She joined Maximus as they both exchanged laughter, having it ring out all around the rather empty town. Rapunzel knew it would be full of people soon,and cured zombies as well. Rapunzel lived in the possibilities of her dreams, which is why many people found the young blonde to be naive sometimes. She didn’t care though, no one was going to stop her whenever she set her mind to something,

As he invited her in for her favorite cocktail she bounced up excitedly, squeezing his arm a bit stronger than usual. “ Yes yes yes Maxy! a nice cool me down treat “ And I can’t help it if I go in there... boys can have fun why cant I be like the boys?” she asked tilting her head as they walked into the bar. It was calm, almost eerie like in one of those Western films. The women were all around them, Rapunzel couldn’t help but let her eyes linger around the music, booze and babes. She looked up at Max with a wink “ No wonder you and Eugene love boys nights! I would too!” she said as she looked around, like a kid in a candy store. 

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The Pumpkin Patch

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“I’m glad to see that this misfortune you faced in the past did not ruin your desire to grow herbs and plants. Sometimes, certain things can ruin precious things for humans, and it is refreshing to see that you did not have that outcome.” He gave her a small smile, looking back down at the pumpkin beneath her fingertips. Just then, a slight breeze carried her scent to him, and he couldn’t help but enjoy it. She smelled like the sweet lavender she spoke of, so he made a mental note to find her some lavender the next time he went out into the wastelands. She was kind to him, something he had not seen from a human besides Sally recently, and he had decided he was going to show his appreciation for that sometime soon.

“You are certainly right about that.” He looked over at her, a soft smile still on his lips, “I am sure that using them as your muse would be perfectly fine with them, it is with me, and it is very kind of you to do.” He looked at her sketchbook, a curious twinkle sparkling in one of his eyes, “Now I ask you, would you teach me how to draw? I would enjoy learning a new skill to spend my time doing, and I could also show it to my good friend, Zero.”

“Life is challenging, but in that challenge we find beauty.. dont we? “ she added as she looked around the lovely little patch. As she pulled her book bag to her side she revealed a little pouch where she had most of her travel tools on the go. Several pencils, erasers, and other little colorful supplies to help supply life to the visions her crafty mind saw the beauty of. Her eyes lit up as she bounced excitedly up and down “That would be amazing! I’d love to teach you it’s so fun and there’s so many ways to express yourself! I have some extra pieces of paper and pencils so if you’re up to it!” She proper as she already set up a little sketching area for Jack. She was excited as she gave him a good few sheets of paper to play around with. “ the beautiful part about art is that.. it’s never wrong! It’s always art” she added with a proud smile as she began checking the tips of the pencils she let him borrow; Rapunzel wanted him to be set perfectly for his little lesson. She took joy in teaching others another outlet for their emotions. With her memory going away certain days worse than others she felt completely normal when she drew and painted. It was her comfort zone.

“ I just want to make sure the tip is nice and sharpened. Since we are going to start with small outlines of the pumpkins you always want to try to start with a clean and sharpen pencil. I use these rock shaved sharpeners. I can leave you one if you want, so you can teach your friend how to draw! it’ll be amazing!” she added eagerly and excitedly. Drawing was her favorite escape from herreality, and she felt so lucky her new friend was just as curious about it as she always was whenever she picked up a brush. “ I have color pencils just to shade the outlines a bit” she added as she threw some color pencils in the space between them. As she pulled out her book and flipped through some pages you saw her name written perfectly in a lovely calligraphy style. “ My name is Rapunzel, by the way. It’s kind of hard to write it nicely with sketches but I can help you make your own artist signature as well” she said with a wide grin. 

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Trip down Memory Lane |

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Flynn chuckled “I have no doubt you could handle yourself Rapunzel. I haven’t forgotten what you can do with a frying pan. In fact I think I still have the bruise to prove it.” He said with a smile, his hand going up to his head for emphasis. “I know you can take care of yourself but I don’t want you to have to. I’ve got your back Blondie, always. We’ve all lost so much already I don’t know if I could ever forgive myself if I let you venture out there by yourself and then something happened. Which is why you’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.” He teased.

“I do” He said with a soft smile, it growing as she become more animated “I wouldn’t expect anything less to be honest.” Flynn sighed and shook his head “You know I’m not sure actually. I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately and I’m not entirely sure he did get bitten to be honest. All I remember is one night we went to sleep and everything was fine and then when we woke up…well then it wasn’t. Hey, look at me” Flynn said gently gazing into her eyes “I know it’s scary but things will be okay, there is a team of researchers out there working day and night to find a cure and Pascal, he’s a smart kid, he knows how to take care of himself. He’s not going to turn into a bonie.”

Flynn’s words ended up wrapping Rapunzel in an invisible blanket of secureness. She believed and trusted the man more than she did more people. “I know, you are right” she added shaking her head as she remembered her faith was partially in a group of scientist whom still; have found nothing useful. That part was a bit aggravating in her mind since if she was one of those white lab coat docs, she would not be taking any coffee breaks or resting until she cured those that were ill. Rapunzel was fierce when it came to helping out any of her friends. She just wanted them to all go back to being happy together. It wasn’t her home without them after all.

“Poor Pas” she said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose as she calmly took a deep breath in. Her mouth was racing as fast as her heart was; but there were no words she could spit out at the moment. As he looked deep into her eyes Punzie couldn’t help her heart beat almost quicken. There were memories she shared that she may have forgotten, but she still remembered how she felt about him. As they continued to walk they heard rustling through a bush. Rapunzel stopped in her tracks as instinctively she pulled out her little dagger. She did not cower behind Flynn, but changed her stance yet remained right next to him. As if answering his questions on sight “ Max gave me this little dagger and showed me how to use it.. kinda I had to leave before I burned the muffins” she added with a small chuckle. Punzie wasn’t sure how paranoid she was at the moment, but she didn’t care. Everyone was so used to the young woman to just be a sweet, earth loving artist. But now, she had a bit of spice in between all the signings and crafts.

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Another beautiful photo by Thomas Doherty

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Rapunzels art pumpkin patch

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A quiet day indeed..

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“ I don’t know, Rapunzel. I might get jealous that everyone else gets to enjoy your sundrop cookie brownies, I like to think they are made special just for me.” he teased, adding, “I’m just kidding. I think those would be a nice addition to the Town Hall Meeting on Monday.” He nodded, giving a small reassuring smile. “I completely agree! This entire town needs a whole “Rapunzel Paint Over” if you ask me.” He chuckled, smiling now at her excitement over the idea. One of his favorite moments when he was with Rapunzel was being able to catch a glimpse of her energetic personality that was so bright he sometimes considered her to be the only ray of sunshine in his life, well, besides Pascal. Anyone else, he would have scolded for attempting to make the city welcoming towards any type of zombie, even if the zombies were as friendly as Pascal. Still, Rapunzel was not just anyone, and Max always found it hard to be too stern with the girl.

“Just make sure you add friendlies and not zombies. I don’t think Hera would find that too amusing, but I like where your head is. I’m sure Pascal will be delighted every time he sees it.” He offered a small smile but ended up sighing instead. Pascal was starting to become a bit of a sore spot for the guy. When Rapunzel mentioned the idea of a future without zombies, his heart weighed heavy, but he remained smiling at her and quietly listening. Unfortunately, as much as he wishes he could, Max couldn’t agree with that future, not yet, so instead of commenting on it, he simply nodded. He lead them down toward Louie’s Bar, though he spent most of his time at Lucifer’s Place, Louie’s Bar was really where the party was. “Now, if you’re ever looking for a fun time and one that doesn’t require too much money to spend, you have Louie’s Bar. Have you met Louie yet, Sunshine?” He curiously asked though he would be surprised if she had, “He’s okay to trust. Lucifer over there…” he pointed towards Lucifer’s Place that was just across the street, “I advise you to be on your toes.” He nodded before taking her hand and continuing down their tour. “

Rapunzel kept a big smile as they cruised past benches she remembered having laugh attacks and ice cream dates with Pascal. Where he would pose under the Willow trees as her muse. He always went along with anything and everything. He even put his own pride aside to allow Max and Eugene to save her; to make them all a place they could call home. “ It would be great to paint the inside and the outside!” she added with an eager smile. “ Only friendlies don’t worry Max” she added with a reassuring smile. Rapunzel loved Max, he was like the stern overprotective big brother that still enjoyed her baking and kept all her dreams alive. She would forever be grateful for him. “ I can even bake some of your favorite treats if you want! I remember there was one you liked I made with chocolate!.. I’m just stuck on the name” she frowned and took a small puff. It was hard to try to remember and feel nostalgic when she couldn’t even remember her own baked goods.  She wasn’t worried. They had all overcome way worse like a zombie apocalypse; they would figure it out eventually.. right?

“ Oh but I love the pina coladas!” she squealed as he pointed at Louie’s. She nodded in disagreement at his question, but her eyes sparkled at the curiosity of danger. They traced the dark outline of Lucifer’s as she looked up at Max then back at both bars. “ They still have good drinks there right? or good women?” she asked with a sassy little wink as she elbowed Max teasingly. Making him squirm did make her heart giggly a bit. 

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The Pumpkin Patch

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Jack’s small smile grew a bit more when she complimented his little patch and mentioned how they were enjoying his care. Unfortunately for Jack, today had been a day were his ability to feel anything decided to flicker away. His eyes followed the bright blonde as she admired the small patch, the slight smile lingering on his lips. It was clear to Jack that this particular human was not like most humans because not only did she not try and attack him right away, she was having a regular conversation with him. He couldn’t remember the last time he had any sort of conversation with anyone, much less one so casual and with someone with such a vibrant personality. He made a mental note to try and remember to tell Zero about this new encounter, and if it went well, perhaps she could brighten his day as well.

“Why thank you, that’s very kind of you to say.” He replied in appreciation to her admiration of his little pumpkins, carefully making his way over to her. “I’m glad you see it that way; you must also grow certain things yourself, yes?” He curiously asked, kneeling next to her.

Rapunzel smiled as the man took a knee next to her, she chuckled and nodded “ Yeah, I used to grow a bunch of herbs and plants for my moth-...  well she was more like a captor” she said with a short little sheepish laugh. “ Anyways, she taught me a lot, how to be very efficient and learned how to grow our own stuff, Lavender was one of my favorites and I loved pumpkins when they bloomed in the fall. Such beautiful color and very underestimated fruit! some people don’t even know it’s a fruit and still call it a vegetable just like tomatoes” she added with a surprised nod. 

Rapunzel was not concerned about the zombie, in fact she wanted more friends like him. “ Kind of like zombies! you guys are not all bad.. just like not every human you see is so good” she said now a bit softer, her smile never fading but her eyes drowned in the roundness of the fruit. “ Absolutely fascinating “ she said with a small sigh. “ I’m sorry if I over step but.. would you mind if I used your pumpkins for my sketch? I’m an artist you see” she said looking up at him, showing the journal she had with her. “ I’m making a mural and trying to find my favorite part of the Wastelands and of town, I’d love to make the mural from the outside as well as the inside” she said with a sweet smile. 

[shimmerlightsrapunzel]

Trip down Memory Lane |

[shimmerlightsrapunzel]

Flynn chuckled “I have no doubt you could handle yourself Rapunzel. I haven’t forgotten what you can do with a frying pan. In fact I think I still have the bruise to prove it.” He said with a smile, his hand going up to his head for emphasis. “I know you can take care of yourself but I don’t want you to have to. I’ve got your back Blondie, always. We’ve all lost so much already I don’t know if I could ever forgive myself if I let you venture out there by yourself and then something happened. Which is why you’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.” He teased.

“I do” He said with a soft smile, it growing as she become more animated “I wouldn’t expect anything less to be honest.” Flynn sighed and shook his head “You know I’m not sure actually. I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately and I’m not entirely sure he did get bitten to be honest. All I remember is one night we went to sleep and everything was fine and then when we woke up…well then it wasn’t. Hey, look at me” Flynn said gently gazing into her eyes “I know it’s scary but things will be okay, there is a team of researchers out there working day and night to find a cure and Pascal, he’s a smart kid, he knows how to take care of himself. He’s not going to turn into a bonie.”

Flynn’s words ended up wrapping Rapunzel in an invisible blanket of secureness. She believed and trusted the man more than she did more people. “I know, you are right” she added shaking her head as she remembered her faith was partially in a group of scientist whom still; have found nothing useful. That part was a bit aggravating in her mind since if she was one of those white lab coat docs, she would not be taking any coffee breaks or resting until she cured those that were ill. Rapunzel was fierce when it came to helping out any of her friends. She just wanted them to all go back to being happy together. It wasn’t her home without them after all.

“Poor Pas” she said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose as she calmly took a deep breath in. Her mouth was racing as fast as her heart was; but there were no words she could spit out at the moment. As he looked deep into her eyes Punzie couldn’t help her heart beat almost quicken. There were memories she shared that she may have forgotten, but she still remembered how she felt about him. As they continued to walk they heard rustling through a bush. Rapunzel stopped in her tracks as instinctively she pulled out her little dagger. She did not cower behind Flynn, but changed her stance yet remained right next to him. As if answering his questions on sight “ Max gave me this little dagger and showed me how to use it.. kinda I had to leave before I burned the muffins” she added with a small chuckle. Punzie wasn’t sure how paranoid she was at the moment, but she didn’t care. Everyone was so used to the young woman to just be a sweet, earth loving artist. But now, she had a bit of spice in between all the signings and crafts.