Now's When My Life Begins

The girl with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Whatever color that you want.” Thomas grinned. He would vote for any color as long as it was a pretty one. No baby needed to sit in a high chair that was puke green, that’s for sure. “So there’s nothing to worry about, we’ll get everything in time. I promise.” He’d have to start to make a check-list. Maybe he could even build some things himself! He took woodworking in high school, he could at least manage to make some shelves for the nursery.

He could totally picture it too. Rapunzel, himself and a swarm of children, running over the hills, singing random songs at the top of their lungs. Seemed more like a horror movie than a musical, but that’s just how his mind worked. “Well, let’s start at one and see how it goes from there, shall we?” He already knew Rapunzel was destined to be his wife. It’s already been almost a year! “Were you the girl that had an album, filled with baby names and pictures of baby clothes cut out of catalogs?” He teased. She certainly seemed the sort.

“Whatever color I want?” Rapunzel asked, raising a brow. “Even pink?” She asked with a giggle. She wouldn’t paint the baby’s high chair an obnoxious hot pink, but rather a ballet pink. “You always ease my worries,” she smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Even though she told him it was okay for him to back out, she was more than grateful he didn’t. He was thee man she was destined to be with.

A soft blush colored her cheeks, grinning from ear to ear. This morning hadn’t been a bright one, but she felt like she was on cloud nine. “That sounds like a good start to me!” She couldn’t picture having a family with anyone else besides him. “No!” she giggled. “But I would dress up like a bride, with a pillow case veil!”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Don’t worry about buying things for the baby,” Thomas said, shaking his head. He wasn’t just saying that to reassure her either. “My mother was a bit of a packrat, I guess. If we go up to the attic, I’m sure we can find at least some of the things that we need. I know there’s a high chair up there, we can bring it down, give it a fresh coat of paint. And that’s also what babyshowers are for - our friends will help us get what we need. And we have lots of those.” John would help, he knew that. Vanessa would probably know all the trendiest baby stores as well. Pascal, maybe even that Clopin fellow. They had a great support system. “Yes, they will be.”

Thomas kept his arm around her, even after she would back away a little. The day was nice but it was still only Spring, and having her close kept the chill away. “It would take more than a baby to scare me away from a life with you. It might take thirteen.” He joked once more. “Gemma Savage - I kind of like that. It sounds sweet. And a play off of Ross and Rachel’s daughter from Friends! You’ve been thinking for a while, haven’t you?”

Rapunzel smiled with relief. She completely forgot about the baby shower! “Oh, really? That would be great! Depending if we have a girl or boy, we could paint the highchair either pink or blue!” She already had so many ideas to redecorate for the baby’s. But she wouldn’t redecorate too much, for she knew Thomas wanted to keep things the way they were, to keep the memory of his mother and father. “I couldn’t think of two better people to watch out over our child,” she smiled, tenderly.

She nuzzled closer to Thomas. The weather wasn’t exactly warm, but it wasn’t exactly cold. The closeness of him brought warmth and comfort. She shook her head, giggling. “I don’t think I could have thirteen children! Although, if we did, we could teach them to sing like the Vontrapp family!” she joked, smiling. “I have. I mean, I was thinking of baby names before I knew I was pregnant. I actually started thinking of baby names when we began dating.”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“That’s good. If I didn’t put you in a good mood with my humor, it would have to be with tickles. And we don’t need you peeing yourself in the middle of the festival.” Thomas joked. Though today had a rough start, he was feeling these festivities. And the pink lemonade certainly helped to brighten up his mood as well! “Is there anything that you’re worried about?” He asked, tilting his head ever so slightly. “Us, Uncle Pascal, Aunt Angela, Uncle John!” He smiled, but continuing thoughts made that stop and he sighed. “If only they could know their grandparents.” He was talking about his own parents, not Rapunzel’s. If her mother ever found out about this, there would surely be trouble.

“A child to love for the rest of our lives, that’s true. If you think that’s worth it, then I’ll happily sacrifice the fate of my hand so you can squeeze it to your hearts content when that day comes.” He worked with his hands, he was a manual sort of guy. A hunter, but not in the traditional sense. Not anymore. He would need them but he’d give them up for a dew days to alleviate Rapunzel’s pain. “Glad I could help! Now, what about if we have a girl? Rapunzel junior?” That too, was a joke.

“Your tickles never fail to put me in a good mood! But you’re right, we don’t need me having an accident in the middle of the festival,” Rapunzel giggled. “Good thing I wasn’t drinking lemonade! I would have squirted it right out of my nose!” She loved how they were the sort of couple that could leave problems in the past to have a better present and better future. “I’m a little worried about buying everything before the baby comes. It’s just a lot, you know? I don’t want to do it all at the last minute. Plus, we need to paint the baby’s room,” she spoke, without hesitation. She took hold of his hand. “I know, baby. But I’m positive they will be looking down at our child with love and care.”

“Oh, my hero!” She dramatically threw her arms around him. “But seriously, I’m so grateful that you’ll be embarking upon this journey with me,” she smiled. They were already building the perfect little family. “You’re too silly,” she giggled. “Hmm...For a girl, I like the name Gemma or Sienna. How about you, dear?”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Good, then that means more beer for me.” Thomas laughed, but then just switched to smiling instead. “Just kidding, of course. I promise that I won’t get drunk when our kid is in the house. Even with you there to take care of us.” That was an easy promise to make. He might have a beer or two while watching TV to unwind from work, there was nothing wrong with that. But heavy drinking was something he would not tolerate out of himself. “I’d love to help.” He affirmed. “I don’t think our baby will ever have to worry about feeling loved. There won’t be a moment they won’t feel it.”

“I hope so, you’re the only one who can figure out if it is or not. I’ll just be holding your hand. It’s a pain I can’t take for you.” He frowned. It was was worrying. “James - Jamie - yes. I think that would be perfect. That’s one more thing we don’t have to worry about!”

“You’re silly! You always put me in such a good mood!” Rapunzel giggled along with him. “Oh, I know, dear. Believe me, that’s not something I’m worried about.” What she was worried about was buying a crib, diapers, and clothes all before the baby arrived. “Well, I would love if you helped! I could always use an extra pair of hands,” she smiled. “You’re right! Our baby is going to have so many people that love him or her, especially us.” She pressed a tender kiss to his cheek. “I already love the baby so much.”

“I think it will be. I mean, it’s only a day and then we’ll have a beautiful baby to love.” Rather than focusing on the pain she would endure in nine months, she was more focused on the baby that would enrich their lives. “Jamie!” she cheered. “I love the name so much! You’re a genius!”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Yes, I don’t think that I could ever forget.” Thomas smiled. Pink was a part of his life now that Rapunzel was. It didn’t invade his space, which he was thankful for. He was old fashioned to the point where he didn’t really believe that pink had a place in a man’s life. “Even if they do, the couch is a pullout so they are more than welcome to stay. Especially if I do have barbecues and there’s beer involved.” John would certainly be drinking, he wasn’t sure about anyone else. He’d have to ensure that Vanessa didn’t if she ever came to one of his backyard bashes. “I fully encourage that! Whatever you want. I’d help but I’m not good at that sort of thing. Though I’ll be your assistant. Need a paintbrush dunked in something, you just let me know, I’m on it.” He laughed enthusiastically.

“Good. And I hope our baby isn’t that big - I don’t want you to be in more pain than you need to be.” Birth was already a painful process, he’s heard. He’d never been in the room when it happened before. “I haven’t had the time to think about it, I just found out this morning. What are your ideas?”

“Pink is an unforgettable color,” Rapunzel winked, jokingly. “That’s very true! We don’t have to worry about Pascal drinking; he’s only sixteen.” She hoped that Pascal didn’t drink yet. He was a smart kid, so he knew better. A smile curled to her lips excitedly. “I’m so glad! Oh, I would love if you helped! I was planning on writing my initials in the corner of the mural, and you can sign it, too! That way she’ll know how much her parents love her.” She placed her hands on her relatively small stomach; her belly wasn’t showing yet.

“I’ve heard childbearing is painful...But I think it’ll be worth it, don’t you?” She glanced down at her stomach with a smile. “I really love the name James. What about James Robert? After your father!”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Babe, it’s a lemonade.” Thomas laughed. Her enthusiasm for the little things was amazing. He could tell that in her life, absolutely nothing was trivial. He wished that he had lived his life that way, but he knew he had been taking advantage of  all the little things.He blinked thrice in surprise of her tears and then wiped them away. “Hey, there’s been enough crying today, happy or not. Let’s try to make today the best day, alright?” He had already handled the morning’s news so negatively. He didn’t want anything to dampen the day further than that. “We can turn the guest room into the nursery.” He was still determined that no one should touch his mother’s room. It had stayed the same since the day that she had been killed.

He fiddled with little pieces of her magical hair, twirling them with his fingers. It was completely absent-mindedly. “I think you will too. But it might be a good idea if we go to one of those parenting classes together. I’m not so sure I’ll be a natural at it. I’ve seen the adverts - they teach you how to change a diaper and do CPR and all that jazz.”

“But you know how much I love pink!” Rapunzel pointed out, knowingly. She had been locked in a tower for eighteen years; there were still experiences she needed to experience, such as drinking pink lemonade. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s make today the best day ever!” She was determined to make happy memories at The Spring Festival, despite their earlier dispute. “That’s a great idea! Most of our friends live close anyway, so I doubt they’ll be spending the night at our house. Besides, if they do, the couch is comfortable!” Being an artist, she already had so many ideas for the baby’s room. “I think I want to paint a mirral in the baby’s room. I’m not sure of what yet, but I think it would be nice! What do you think?”

A light blush colored her cheeks as he played with her hair. “I think it’s a good idea, too! And hopefully they’ll assure me that I won’t give birth to a sixteen pound baby,” she giggled, nervously. “Do you have any name ideas? I have some in mind, but I want to hear your thoughts.”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

Thomas took a sip out of his own drink. The tartness of the lemon was refreshing on a day like this. It wasn’t hot out here, it was just fine. He could wear his long sleeves and not be sweating and that is what he loved about Spring. The lack of sweat. “I’ll buy you another before we leave.” He told Rapunzel with a bow of his head. “It could be a boy, I’d like it to be a boy. Though I’d love a girl. Oh, I can’t decide. I’m happy with whatever it is that we have. Our little baby.”

Magical things have been happening. A year ago, he never thought that he would be at this point. A girlfriend, a baby on the way. But he didn’t imagine that his nemesis would have killed his mother and that there’s a war going on between witches and humans and he honestly had no idea which side to take because they both had points. He didn’t want to take a side at all.

“I see a bench over there, let’s sit down.” He lead her towards a bench that had nobody sitting on it, luckily for them. He plopped his own butt down then rested his arm over the back so that it would be behind Rapunzel’s shoulder. “Are you sure that you’re ready for this Rapunzel? Being a mother. I’m not doubting you at all - I know you’ll be terrific but… it’s just … not really like you had a good mother figure to look up to.”

A smile spread across Rapunzel’s face; she was already excited for her next lemonade. “I would love that! Thank you, sweetheart.” She pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek. “You really know how to take care of me, don’t you?” She felt like the luckiest girl in Narnia! “Oh.” A single tear fell down her cheek. You have no idea how happy that makes me!” Her smile grew wider. “But you’re right. I would be happy if we have a girl or a boy.” Even though their child was the size of a peanut, she loved him or her with all of her heart. 

Rapunzel followed him to the bench, happily sitting down. Now that she was pregnant, she found herself physically tired. She leaned on his shoulder. “I think when the time comes, I’ll know how to be a good mother.”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“I could be a puppy.” Thomas said, strangely liking the sound of that. He wasn’t going to get on all fours and park and yip and piss in the backyard but he was totally down for being cute and loved. “Alright, as long as you think we’re all up for it. Who knows, maybe our baby will be nothing like us and hate being outside.” He didn’t see that really being a possibility but he did know a couple of people who seemed to be hermits. Vanessa included. He chuckled and agreed with her. “Yeah, we’re going to be putting those locks to good use.” They already were, with his younger sister still living with them.

“You don’t have to be grown up to balanced.” Thomas said. “But I’m glad that you didn’t fall. Of course I wasn’t going to let you.” The idea of letting her tumble was preposterous! “Yeah, a few of them do have pink lemonade. It’s really tasty.” He smiled, and looked around for a stall. They were pretty close to one and he asked for two pink lemonades. Their beverages were given to them in plastic cups, both of which had half of a lemon floating in the liquid, and some strawberries which helped to give them the color and change the flavor slightly. Thomas paid immediately, not even giving Rapunzel time to reach for her wallet if she felt so inclined. “And here you are, my lady. Ladies, perhaps.” He handed her a cup.

“I think you could be!” Rapunzel smiled. “You’re almost as cute as Charlie,” she teased, kissing him on the cheek. “I’m just kidding; you both are just as cute. Well actually, you’re much cuter.” In her mind, Thomas was on a pedestal. He could never be knocked down, no matter what he did. “I don’t think so,” she giggled. “I think our baby will love the outdoors, just as much as we do! Maybe even more!” She couldn’t imagine their child disliking anything about nature. “Yes, we do,” she winked, giggling.

“I know you wouldn’t. I trust you with all my heart.” Because of her mother, she didn’t trust or love so easily. But after being with Thomas, she had more faith in people. She even had faith in Vanessa being a good person deep down. She happily followed Thomas towards the refreshment stand, excited to try pink lemonade for the very first time. With a smile, she took the cup in her hand and took a sip. “This is a delicious!” She would definitely be having more. Her hand touched her stomach. “I’m not sure. I have a strong feeling that the baby is a boy! Mother’s intuition, I suppose?”

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Best Friends Reunited

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dttw-npc:

Thomas chuckled at Rapunzel’s concern, although he did appreciate every little bit of it. “Rapunzel, it’s okay. We’re getting along just fine. This is more so how guys work. Besides, I totally understand what he’s doing. You’re his best friend. He wants to make sure that I’m good enough.” He didn’t know that Rapunzel was pregnant so he didn’t know why Pascal was being extra cautious in his judgements.

“Yeah, we’re getting along.” Pascal said. He was slightly impressed by Thomas’s turnaround there. “He seems alright. I’m not going to have to take this outside.” He did laugh at his own little joke there. He and Thomas were very different sizes.

“I do appreciate that, man.” Thomas said, showing respect instead of belittling. “Imagination is very important. And now that we’re done eating, why don’t we go sit in the backyard? The weather is pretty nice.”

Rapunzel giggled, awkwardly. She had no idea how guys acted around each other. In fact, this was her first encounter with two men together. “Oh...Well, now I feel silly for even worrying!” Her cheeks were a crimson color out of embarrassment. 

“I’m glad to hear that,” she smiled. It was important that Thomas and Pascal liked each other, especially since she was pregnant. 

“That sounds like a great idea!” She carefully stood up and grabbed her cup of water. “Pascal used to come up to my window, and we would try to spot the different constillations.”

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“I have the feeling that we’re not going to be using a lot of babysitters. If our child is anything like you are, I don’t think we’ll be leaving him or her much at all.” Thomas admitted. If he was going to be thrust into this position of father, he wanted to at least be a very present one. He didn’t want to hand their child over to babysitters or nannies. Working full time to support it was already too much time away as is! He flushed a little and laughed, fingertips playing at his bottom lip. “Make up sex is a thing, but we’ll have to be careful. We don’t need to traumatize our child before we can afford therapy.”

Thomas held onto Rapunzel’s legs securely. He wasn’t going to let her fall. He even made sure that no one else came in too close to them. “Sounds like a good place.” He said, about the spot that she had found. He lowered himself down slowly and helped her off of his shoulders once the wishes had been put up. “Good! How about we get something to drink. The lemonade stands here are always good.”

Rapunzel smiled, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. “Aren’t you a puppy?” She felt at her happiest when with Thomas. “That’s okay, though. We can go on picnics, take walks in the park, go to the bakery, lay in bed on a Sunday. There’s so many things!” She pressed a hand to her stomach, even though it wasn’t quite big yet. “That’s why we have locks on our doors,” she giggled, winking.

She hopped off his shoulders. “Wow! I managed not to fall! I must be growing up,” she giggled at her own clumsiness. “That sounds refreshing! Do you think they have pink lemonade? I’ve heard of it, and I’ve always wanted to try it!”

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Best Friends Reunited

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dttw-npc:

Thomas could feel the tension after Rapunzel started to get annoyed, so he decided that he was going to attempt to diffuse that situation with an embarrassing story of his own. “I used to think that Father Christmas only delivered presents to my sister and I. My dad always told me not to brag about what I got. I was really disappointed when I realized that I wasn’t special.” He laughed.

“Wow.” Pascal said. He was a bit impressed by how stupid that sounded and laughed with glee. “That one is the worst one out of all of us! Why would you think you were that special?”

Thomas took no offense to that, and chuckled once more. “I have no idea. I used to be in my own head a lot as a kid, pretending that I was a fierce warrior who would save the damsel in distress and grow rich. Being spoiled by Father Christmas seemed pretty reasonable.”

Rapunzel relaxed after being told Thomas’s story, and she giggled softly. “That’s precious!” She pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. “And I think that you’re very special!” She glanced at Pascal knowingly. “Be nice, Pascal. It’s really important to me that you both get along! You’re the two most important guys in my life and I love you both!” If they didn’t get along, she didn’t know what she would do. For now, she wouldn’t worry.

“I was like that, too,” she admitted. “But I think we both turned out pretty good, don’t you think? Imagination is important!” She would always encourage people to use their imagination. It made the world a brighter place.

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ts1989daily:

The different emotions on this album, they’re all pretty much about the tumultuous, crazy, insane, intense, semi-toxic relationships I’ve experienced in the last two years. All those emotions fanning from intense love, intense frustration, intense jealousy, confusion, all of that in my mind, all those emotions are red. There’s nothing in between, there’s nothing beige about those feelings, and so I called my record that.

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“Oh no, baby, I see the good in this situation. We’re going to have a baby who we’ll love forever, who will hopefully love us in return. We can help them become a good person and try to keep them away from this war - but you have to see some things. You’re going to get sore through your pregnancy, and afterwards we’re not going to be able to go out on regular dates, we’re going to lose a lot of sleep, our budget is going to be tighter too. There’s going to be lots of reasons that we’re going to snap at each other. I’ve seen it.” He purposely said we on everything because he wasn’t going to desert her or their baby. It was just going to get very tough from here on out.

“Yes. I’d appreciate that, thanks.” He handed her his wish and then aided her carefully on his back. He started off crouched until she was sitting on his shoulders, and then rose up to his fully height. He held on securely to her legs. He was never going to let her fall. “Tie it tight! You don’t want it to fly away and get lost somewhere!”

“Well, I know there’s some down sides...” Rapunzel sighed, but smiled nonetheless. “I think it’s best to look at the upside, rather than the downside, you know? We can make a plan to go on regular dates, before the baby comes. Pascal could babysit and so can Angela! I believe everything is going to work out! And if we do snap at each other, we can have make up sex! Isn’t that a thing nowadays?” She hadn’t been exposed to the outside world for very long, so there were still social norms she had to learn. 

She climbed onto his shoulders carefully, with the wishes secured in her hand; she wouldn’t let them fly away in the wind. She wasn’t at all scared of being lifted this high. She knew he wouldn’t let her fall. “I will! I found a nice spot! It’s near the top!” She stuck each wish on one branch, so that they were next to each other, and tied a tight knot. “I got it! Our wishes should be granted shorty,” she giggled.

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“That sounds absolutely fair. It’s a deal then. And I’ll seal it with this.” Thomas leaned in towards Rapunzel. Whatever perfume she has been wearing did reach his nose. He liked it very much, and made the kiss he laid on her cheek more special. She did intoxicate each sense that he had. She was a beautiful vision, lovely voice, soft touch, tasted wonderful and smelled sweet. “I think that we’ve gone through a few bumps, Rapunzel, but there’s still going to be a lot of trials. A baby is going to strain our relationship.” He frowned. He knew it was true but he wasn’t sure he wanted to believe it. A baby. “As I live you the same.” He couldn’t say that he would be careful because he couldn’t. He was still a member of Aslan’s Camps technically although he didn’t visit there much. He would still get called into a war if there was one.

But the festival brought the sweetness back to the day. It was beautifully decorated and thought out as always. He wrote down his own wish on the sheet of paper. A wish for his sister to recover, his mother to be at peace and a smooth pregnancy. There was nothing in the wish about himself. He could not waste something so special on greed. He folded his up and then looked at the tree for a good spot. “How would you feel about sitting on my shoulders? There’s a good spot there, just out of reach.”

“Hmm...” Rapunzel hummed. Her cheeks were a bright crimson, a smile widening across her face. Everything about Thomas was riveting. His smile, his gentle and romantic nature, his silliness. There wasn’t a single thing about him she didn’t like. He was perfect, in every sense of the word. Her smile went away, because of his words. “Maybe because you can’t see the good behind having a child. If you’re going to let our baby strain our relationship, then that’s your decision. But I’m not going to. That’s my decision.” She was going to remain strong for her and her family. “Silly me for thinking that having a baby would bring us closer together, huh? I mean, think about it! We made a baby. I know we didn’t mean to, but it’s pretty amazing.”

“Okay! Sure!” Rapunzel giggled. She loved that Thomas was always willing to have fun. She made sure her wish was folded neatly, so that it would be legible. She desperately wanted her wish to come true. It had to. “Do you want me to pout your wish next to mine? I promise I won’t read it! I know we made a deal.” She wouldn’t betray his trust. 

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Best Friends Reunited

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“That’s a lot of food.” Thomas chuckled. He wasn’t suspecting Rapunzel of being pregnant. All he did was take this as a sign that she was getting better. Feeling better, and that was a good thing. “Eat as much as you want, love.”

Pascal, who did know the truth, just laughed at how much Rapunzel was eating. “Your belly is going to get big.” He grinned.

But the smile was wiped off of his face at the story that Rapunzel had chosen. She picked a rather embarrassing one so he did as well. “Remember the time that you started to make your own candles and I thought that the wax was your earwax?” He laughed. It did reflect on his own silliness and unknowingness of the candle making hobby when he was younger. But he also wanted Thomas to think of earwax.

“I have some left over lemon cookies that I baked the other day! We can have those for desert,” Rapunzel suggested. She had been doing a lot of baking ever since she had gotten pregnant. “And I will eat as much as I want!” she said as she took another bite of pizza.

She giggled, “I know, but at least I’ll be fat and happy!” She didn’t mind if her belly was going to get big. All she cared about was the baby’s health.

Her eyebrows were furrowed with annoyance. “You could have kept that to yourself!” Her cheeks were a scarlet red, embarrassed by her childhood naivety. 

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The Spring Festival

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thomas-hardly-savage:

“I don’t think that I’ve ever heard of that rule. I think it best not to tell you mine, unless you tell me yours.” Thomas wasn’t sure what Rapunzel would put as her wish. She already had her dream little puppy and a baby on the way. If she was wanting something, he surely needed to know so that he could provide. He might not be overjoyed at the thought of being a father yet but he would always support his girl. He kissed her back, smiling into it. “Not so sure about the sweetest but I’m working on it.” He said, sheepishly. “I know. I’ve seen you in too much pain already. I would be happy to never see you grimace again.” Recollections of that horrible night did often haunt him. It wasn’t something that he would fully get over, especially with his mother’s murderer still out there on the streets, more than likely thinking up ways to terrorize him.

Spring always meant new beginnings to Thomas. Even more so than New Years. He breathed in the fresh air as if he had been locked up for weeks. Perhaps his heart has been. He missed the sea, he missed the camps even. He was going to make everything right. “Let’s head to the wishing tree and then we’ll find something to drink. It’s nicer than expected out.” He could really for an iced tea. He laced his fingers with hers and acted as if their hands were tied together. He wasn’t going to let go. Even as he gave a good donation of money and collected the wishing slips, he held on until the last moment. “I guess I should give you a free hand to write.” He laughed.

“Hmm...I think that’s fair. But I’m only going to tell you if it comes true! Deal, or no deal?” Rapunzel asked with a raise of her brow. The kiss brought upon a smile and a crimson blush. She was enchanted by everything about him. She pressed a palm to his cheek, smiling. “Oh dear, I know you are and you’re doing a splendid job! I think we’ve come along way as a couple, don’t you? Our relationship is deep and meaningful.” She wasn’t worried about Vanessa trying to steal Thomas away. The idea seemed absurd. They loved each other very much, and they had a baby on the way. “Just know that I love you just the way you are,” she pressed a kiss to his nose. “And I never want to see you hurting either, sweetheart.”

The aroma of various flowers was pleasurable. She couldn’t wait to see what the festival had in store! This was her first time participating in the event, and she was more than happy she had Thomas to show her the traditions. “Okay! You lead, and I’ll follow!” The grin on her face would never falter, as long as she was with Thomas. She held on tightly to his hand, until he let go. But she didn’t frown; she understood. “It’s okay, dear. We can hold hands all day long!” she assured. On the small sheet of paper, she wrote down her wish, which was never ending peace and love and happiness for her, Thomas, their family, and all of Narnia. After folding the paper, she pressed a kiss to it.

[the-lost-duchess]

Best Friends Reunited

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Pascal didn’t think for a second that being pregnant would hinder Rapunzel’s career! He didn’t know the full responsibility of having a child around but it couldn’t be too much. People do it everyday. As they clinked glasses, the house was filled with a truly positive energy, one which hadn’t been held in the house in a while.

“Snacks and water would be great. And I can run out and get us sandwiches for dinner or something like that!” Pascal offered. He wanted to help out his best friend, be there for her in every way. Eating was key. “Yeah, I guess that’s nice.”

“I’ll take it.” Thomas understood Pascal’s apprehension. If he had a female friend as close to him as Pascal and Rapunzel were together, he’d be overprotective as well. When Angela started dating, he’d be even more protective and suspicious than this. “So Rapunzel, you should tell me more stories about growing up with Pascal.”

“Ooo, yes! I do love sandwiches,” Rapunzel clapped her hands together, cheerfully. “And we can have cookies after that! Maybe some cheesecake, too?” She often forgot she was eating for two people, but her raging hunger reminded her. “I think I’m still a little hungry,” she giggled, sheepishly as she grabbed another slice of pizza. 

“I have tons of stories! Don’t we, Pascal?” She nudged him playfully. “Hmm...Let me think...” The two best friend has known each other for as long as she could remember; it would take her a moment to think of a story. “Oh, I know! When I was first learning how to sew, I sew Pascal a little dress and he actually put it on to have a tea party with me! Such a trooper!” She pressed a friendly kiss to Pascal’s cheek.