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“Hop on!” That Sunday morning, newly legal-age Rapunzel Kate Lapuz wakes up at 6:00 am. It’s church and family day but Kate and her ma are still not on speaking terms because of what she did to Ecto. Kate is also feeling ambivalent about going to church today and hearing her first Mass back in her hometown. Partly it’s because she has seen how religious people like Miss Perfect (Miss Blanca) could be evil. Unwitting and with good intentions, but evil.

“I don't know….I…people tell me that. But when I was little, I hated my eyes.” Alexander frowned. “Why?” “They said I looked like a witch.” Alexander blinked. “A witch?” “Yeah. The green-eyed witch,” Rosa shrugged. Alexander chuckled. Children could be silly. “You know who else has green eyes?” Alexander said, watching her lick her ice cream slowly. “Who?” She asked, her eyes still on the ice cream. “Princess Rapunzel.” Rosa's eyes went to him, shocked. She never expected him to say that. He gently smiled at her and Rosa blinked. Her fingers tightened around the spoon.

His beauty made her breath catch in her chest, and she found herself ogling him from a distance. Adnan calmly walked forward, the smile still on his face. "Rapunzel, Rapunzel," he said, "let down your hair so I can climb the golden stairs." Afrah laughed at his wit, leaning forward even more. "I'm afraid my hair isn't that long or that strong," she said. "But we have something which Rapunzel didn't have back then." "And that is?" "Stairs," she replied. "Come on up." *

I said, and he laughed. "You're kind of stupid.” "Half no, complete fool just like you, princess," I said to her without further ado, and she opened her eyes in surprise. You can easily be Rapunzel or Aurora, but I guess you've already been told. "I don't have long hair like Rapunzel and I'm not narcolepsic like Aurora, thank you," she said wryly, but very amused. "Come on, you have to receive similar compliments, likewise, you're a princess to me, the princess of..." hatefulness and sarcasm," I explained, and she smiled, showing her small teeth. If you look up in a dictionary, your name will appear synonymously.”

The nuances of my new sense of smell was going to take some getting used to. A girl about my age rounded the staircase, looking up at me. "Hello, Rapunzel. Decide to descend the tower on your own?" "Rapunzel?" I touched my hair. It wasn't even that long. "Well yeah. You've been stuck up in your tower for ages." She grinned. "Only the classic stories here, love." "Maybe she's more like Red Riding Hood, waiting for the big bad wolf to gobble her up." Rhys appeared next to the girl, and I blinked.

Sorin still looked confused. "Oh for god's sake he is rapunzel's boyfriend you stupid idiot" Eira say as she looks at him bewildered. "Wait how does Rapunzel come in this?" Sorin says getting more confused. "Jeez you uneducated pig haven't you seen Tangled??" Eira asks not stopping with her insults. Sorin shook his head indicating that he hadnt seen it. "That's it you stupid, dumb fool. You uneducated imbecile, stay away from me. How come you haven't seen Tangled? How the hell does one live without watching Tangled? It's a freaking crime so you better stay away from me" Eira say indignantly.

This little fright of terror standing at my head was enough to wake me up and eroding all the sleep I was inundated into. “You are not a princess, Have you forgotten your punishment. Rush up, girl. My little Rapunzel don’t just stretch around you have tasks to do. “ Recovering from the stillness he was into, he leaned forward entangling his fingers into the fluttering strand of my noodles hair hanging all around in a state of pure mess. The way he reacts sometimes sends anxiety seizures within me.

And so the elf knight has licked the deer fat off her lips, and has bitten her neck, and blood rose like a spindle of a witch's loom, a thread red dead, and he has cut his palm and pressed it to her lips, and she drank fair and true. "Take me away from this eon, away from this day where dead men play, away from this sorrowful world." So he has gone dancing with her, ghosts, into the harrow, down into the mounds, to eat stone all their days. Yolanda Returns Rapunzel Awakens the Rose - Sleeping Beauty has hair of roses, violet slumber in an ivy tower encastled with cool granite, the

"Zip... up... my hair..." This was all I could say before his large palm brushed up against my back. "Rapunzel" He mocked before pulling the zip down forcefully, yanking a few strands from my scalp and eliciting a painful yelp. Because of my long, silky hair, he used to call me this when we were kids. Today, however, the word Rupanzel was tinged with hatred and bitterness. "That was harsh," I said, putting my hand over my chest to keep my gown from slipping down.