Feral Rapunzel's First ChristmasA Tangled Christmas Special
~ Flynn Rider and the Feral Princess
- Chapter 1
Flynn Rider slammed the shutters closed, finally safe from that stupid (okay, not so stupid) horse.
"Alone at last." Flynn said as he opened the satchel and pulled out the crown. He moved to a tall thin window and held it in the light, the jewels sparkling in the light. The three huge jewels that were most prominent on the crown were amazing. He found himself counting and categorizing all the lesser jewels that encrusted the crown as well. He had a buyer all ready and after ditching the Stabbington brothers he was going to take their cuts as well, more then enough for his island.
Soon enough though the excitement over the crown wore off and he looked around. The room was plain, there were a couple of chairs (the red one looked comfy enough), a wardrobe (he'd want to check that out for valuables), a spinning wheel (big deal), a neat little kitchen (he'd rummage through that, he was beginning to get hungry), a h
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~ The Feral Princess Reaches the Palace
Eugene Fitzherbert was trudging though the dark forest of the night. He couldn't stop. Something inside him pushed him to keep going.
He was carrying the Lost Princess now, she had fallen asleep long ago. She wasn't waking up, but she was breathing. The long golden hair trailed along behind them, at least it wasn't getting in the way. He had no way to carry that too, but it scared him deeply how light she was. The cloak she was wearing was the heaviest thing on her.
A lost child needed to be with her parents again. He had lost his own parents to the darkness of death, but he knew her parents still lived and where. She had to be returned home. Nothing else mattered to him anymore. A family deserved to be together.
How many times could his heart be broken? His emotions churned. Why did the kidnapper treat the princess like an animal? Worse than an animal!
She had been chained up, naked, in a dark room. As far as he could tell she had ne
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~ Eugene Fitzherbert Frees the Feral Princess
Eugene worked his lock-picks into the shackles. He could feel the rust in the mechanism. How many years had it been since they were last opened?
Solara whimpered as his face screwed up in anger.
"It's okay. I'm sorry, it's just a bit rusty. I'll get you out in just a minute." Eugene said trying to reassure the Lost Princess and calm himself. Then the lock clicked and the shackled fell free.
Solara just stared at her free wrist for a long moment while Eugene got to work on the other. She started moving her free wrist around, a look of wonder on her face as her arm felt so weightless without the heavy shackle on it or having to move her other arm with it.
"There you go. You're finally free," said Eugene, smiling, as the other lock clicked open.
Solara turned and jumped around the room, her arms flailing wildly as she felt so free. Eugene smiled, as he caught the crown, that flew off her head. She was sure taking delight in her new
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Author's Notes: I don't have enough time before Christmas to put these in their own chapters, so they are all together here. The first chapter is how Margaret is feeling about the Lost Princess as she is getting the broth. Then how the lantern ceremony went down this time and finally the King and Eugene have a little talk.
~ To Save the Feral Princess
Margaret the Lock Maid was running down the cream-colored corridor as fast as she could. She couldn't cry yet. She had to get to the kitchen, the doctor needed broth for the Lost Princess. They were depending on her to save the princess.
She slid through the corners. She threw all propriety to the wind and slid down the banister. She had pledged her life to protect the princess, but right now the princess just needed broth to live.
The Worst Case Scenario was that the princess returned as an evil apprentice to Maleficent with the intent of ruling the world, not that it would be that obvious, of course. Most everything that wou
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They were carrying her for almost two hours- arms bound in a painful position behind her back, feet bare, and two giant twins guarding her like two statues over her shoulder. Her long sunny hair cascading from her head, cocooned around her in messy circle while her wide green eyes trained the identical guards- one with eye patch and another with scared face. A drop of sweat trickled down in a thin line along her rounded face as they continued carrying her under the hot morning sun.
"She was an easy catch, Marcus!" Eye patch said to his twin "So bad for a princess." Marcus, the scar-face nodded; she wondered if he was the mute one. They dumped her on the grass and she settled on the ground in a heap. Two of them pulled her up, and her feet were still a bit wobbly from the blow on her head, but most possibly she was too tired to offer any resistance as they shoved her inside the tent.
'Wait there girl!" Eye patch shoved her so hard that she stumbled forward, "Until Rider meets you."
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~ The Feral Princess and Prince Eugene
The queen and Solara found Eugene in the music room where an elderly harpist was playing carols.
"Solara, dear. Stay with Eugene. Papa and I need to finish a few things before the ceremony," said Queen Rebecca.
"Yes, Mama." Solara said, as her face bloomed into a magical smile and she rushed over to him to hug him.
Eugene stood in time to catch Solara and hold her tight, he could see the gentle smile on the queen's face before she turned and left. He liked that smile. It was so much better then her tranquil fury face. That face scared men and nations.
He remembered standing there as the queen came to stand between him and her husband as the body of the kidnapper was being taken down to be burned, her face smeared with the blood of the woman who had stolen her child. Everyone remained silent in terrified awe of the queen. He had wanted to be a lot further away than right next to her, like the far side of the planet, but he was certain
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~ The Feral Princess And Her Friends
The queen went into the solarium where Solara and the others were having a lesson with the Headmistress of the Orphanage, Elsbeth Hildegard. Solara was slowly reading a book out loud, with Elsbeth gently correcting her on the more difficult words. They were all facing the cheery fire that burned in the central fireplace.
The Little Braid Girls were finishing up Solara's braid for the day. They had such fun creating a new style every day. Today had an intricate pattern that reminded the queen of the tail of a fish and her daughter looked like a mermaid as they draped it behind her and spread the hair a little to form a tail.
The girls gave themselves applause since it looked so beautiful. Solara turned to see it, smiled and said, "Thank."
"Ah, ah, dear. Use a complete sentence, please." Rebecca said as she approached. They were trying to encourage the princess to speak and use more words then just grunts and gestures. They had to be quite
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~ The Feral Princess And The Boots
"Hello, Your Majesty, Your Highness. Shall we try on some boots and see which ones you might like." Said Hans Cobbler, the royal shoemaker.
Hans had made the princess some slippers and shoes but she didn't wear them at all. The queen said the princess just preferred to go without shoes. It was hard to think he couldn't please the princess.
He started with a fairly ordinary leather snow boot. Good sturdy boots suitable for spending time in the snow in. The princess watched him in wonder as he put the socks on her feet and then the boots. He had taken the measure of her feet not long after she arrived home, and had made a model to work from.
"There now. How does that fit?" Asked the shoemaker.
The princess looked all puzzled, she was trying to move her feet, but it wasn't working right with the boot on.
"Stand up, dear and walk around," encouraged the queen.
Princess Solara stood up. She almost tripped as she dragged her foot forward, the bo
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~ A White Christmas For The Feral Princess
The king was asleep on his bed. His bride was behind him. It was nice and warm under the feather comforters. His eyes flew open as heard the door quietly creek open, it was a sound that stalked his nightmares.
There was the patter of bare feet and then the wumpf of a body landing on the bed.
"Morning!" said Solara brightly as she bounced slightly.
"Good morning, my dearest daughter," said Leonard, rolling over and sitting up. She might have the body of an eighteen year old, but her mind was much younger. She had been completely neglected and abused by the Kidnapper and in many ways she was developmentally behind. The headmistress of the orphanage and the tutors were praising her often and she was making progress. She was a little big for these morning attacks, but he didn't have it in his heart to reprimand her. He had missed her so much and this gave her such joy and he didn't really mind it either.
She enveloped him in one of her
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~ The Feral Princess Makes Some Friends
Mark the Lock Guard carefully scanned the street. It wasn't crowded and people were curious about the princess but giving her space to explore. The people were trying not to scare their broken princess.
It had been a few weeks since the return, and it was hot out. Now that the princess could control her bowels effectively; the royal family thought it was a good time for her to see more of her kingdom. The evening breeze had come up and the island was cooling nicely.
Captain Taygon was out front, Sargent Gabriel was across the street, James was on the right and he was taking up the rear. Dear Margaret was near the princess ready to see to her needs.
Margaret and himself had been made part of the princess' primary security detail. The king had called her into his study about getting a complaint from the night kitchen staff. She had been frightened of being removed from the Lock Maids, when she had seen Captain Taygon there with the king
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~ The Feral Princess And Christmas Eve
The royal family wandered the Christmas market. It snaked its way through all the squares of the island. Vendors hawked their wares: fine woodwork, and delicate lacework and richly-colored fabric. There were fried doughnuts to eat, hot spiced cider, hot chocolate, roasted chestnuts and burnt almonds. There were so many things to see.
Solara linked her arm with Eugene's and Rapunzel rode on Solara's other hip.
Rebecca and Leonard walked behind them also with arms linked, just letting their girl explore on her own.
Rebecca thought that the doll was a good thing, Solara was talking to it and showing it things and it was giving them insight into their daughter as she verbalized things she normally did not.
"Look Rapunzel, pretty candles." Said Solara, as they passed a stand filled with candles of all shapes and sizes.
A cold wind blew off Eugene's hat and after a mad dash chasing it down the street they ended up in front of a pet shop. Th
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He caught her arm, the shackle clanking, "Ouch, That wasn't my idea. The Stabbington brothers knocked me out, tied me to the boat and shoved me off. They knew about you and your hair. I tried to warn you but they hit almost as hard as you do." He rubbed his head with his free hand.
"I didn't mean that, why did you cut my hair? I couldn't heal you. You were dying and I couldn't do anything about it!. You died!" Rapunzel was crying hard now.
Taking her in his arms. "I'm sorry, death was better then seeing you enslave yourself to your mother. If you were free I knew you'd be okay, I saw how wonderful you became when you were free. You are too amazing to leave trapped in a tower forever. I love you too much to let you do that even to save my own life."
Rapunzel looked somewhat mollified, "And why did you come back?"
"At first, because I thought th
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Disclaimer: I dont own Naruto. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
It took Hinata quite a while to make the boy let her go, but at least she managed to pry him away in the end. He had been very reluctant to loosen his grip; she did not know why he was being protective of her, but it was clear that he thought Neji was going to come back. With a stern no she had managed to prevent him from coming too close to her. She looked out for any signs that would tell her how his mood was. Neji was right; there wouldnt be much she could do if he turned angry again. As of now, though, he just seemed curious to her weird behaviour and his new surroundings.
I cant have him walking around naked like this, Hinata thought, feeling thoroughly embarrassed. It seemed like everybody had left her; Neji had left since if he hadnt she wouldnt have been able to get the
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A pounding on the front door woke me up in the middle of the night. I heard my father answer it, and then run back up the stairs and into my parents room. I heard him talking to Mum, and then run down the stairs again.
I got up, pulled my dressing gown on and went into my parents room. Mum was there, frantically pulling on clothes. She told me that there was a fire in the forest nearby and we had to go and help put it out. My village was isolated and a lot of us depended on the forest for our livelihoods.
The sight of the burning forest was both terrifying and magnificent. Huge orange-yellow-white flames licked up the brown of the trees, as it was the middle of January, deep into the heart of winter.
The entire village was there, all of about fifty people, men, women and children all working together to try to save the forest.
There were water chains set up, but people could only get so close before the she
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Rapunzel didn't feel well. She woke up late, and alone. She put her hand out and did not find Eugene. She groggily opened her eyes. Eugene was not in the bedroom anywhere and his boots were gone as well.
He must have gone to the orphanage today.
Rapunzel turned over and rubbed her throat. It hurt and felt scratchy. Her head was muddled and her nose and cheeks felt heavy.
What's wrong with me? she thought. Confused and a little frightened, Rapunzel pushed herself up and fell back into her pillows immediately. Her head was spinning and continued to spin even as she laid there.
"Eugene?" she called. "Eugene?" No one answered her. I need help. Slowly, Rapunzel threw her covers off and sat up. She slipped her feet into her slippers and wrapped her robe around her shoulders, finding actually putting her arms through th
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"Eugene!" Rapunzel screamed. She shook him hard, even resorted to slapping his face, but it was of no use. Her finger moved to his lips, where there was no warm breath, although a moment ago he was panting. She placed her ear on the place of his chest where his heart used to beat.
Instead, she found silence.
His heart had failed. His already suffering heart couldn't take the burden of guilt and sickness anymore. And she was only shaking his lifeless form.
"Eugene, no…" her hand clasped over her mouth. She didn't want this. Even a day ago she wanted him to go away, to leave her alone but she never ever wanted him to die.
It was pitch black outside. The wild animals were howling, the owls were hooting and she was alone in the deep jungle, helpless. Suddenly she began to realize how afraid she was. She always though herself strong but…
"Eugene." Her voice was ragged; still she hoped that he could hear her. But no, he was unresponsive. Her eyes moved to his face- so pale and
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And it was her, he knew. He knew the moment he laid his eyes upon her. It was long ago he had met her last, he had never imagined that she grew up into such a beautiful woman. How much he wanted to forget her since they stopped visiting each other? How much he told himself there was no place of those memories in his life anymore? But he wasn't successful. The memories kept returning since the day she came here. The more he wanted to hide himself with those rough behaviors or sarcastic comments, the more he became attracted to her. He knew it shouldn't be this way, never. This attraction would bring no happy ending, except unsatisfied desire and heartbreak. Yet he couldn't get away from this.
This unhealthy attrac
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I got it not only from other students, but also from teachers and school boards, who discriminated against me in various ways. What was I to do? No adult would help me, in fact they told me it was all my fault and I deserved it, they told me to stop standing up and to stop being who I am. It made me for the longest time a walking zombie, unable to express myself and my desires, because I had lost hope.
And this is by no means a unique case whatsoever fo
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Gothel was looking at the body of the goat. She had stolen that goat to feed the baby. It looked like it had fallen down and broken its neck. How could that happen? Goats are supposed to be able to climb anywhere and eat anything.
Just then the baby started to cry. Now what was she going to do?
The baby was hungry and she was going to cry until she got something. She just didn't have anything suitable for a baby to eat. The only thing the canyon had for food was a patch of rapunzel. She found it very tasty, it was the best rapunzel she had ever eaten, but babies just find it too bitter.
She needed food and not just for the baby. She had found the tower a few days ago and was still trying to settle in. She had explored the canyon a little, but she needed to do more.
Gothel walked around the tower and climbed the stairs, the cries of the baby echoing down the stairwell.
What was she going to do now?
They had water at least. She had lugged up a bucket of water from t
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Fergus turned the key to his strongroom and took the torch with him inside as he closed the door behind him. He lit the other torches already in the room. Putting the torch in the holder by the door he went to the small chest in the niche in the middle of the wall.
He carried it to the heavy table in the center of the room, put it down near the end of the table and sat with a sigh. He pulled out another smaller key and opened this chest. He reached in and placed the object inside on the table at the center of the table.
Fergus sighed again. He was looking at his crown. He hated that thing.
It was round, as a crown should be. There were four large emeralds around the intricately engraved band, surrounded by diamonds, pearls and other precious gems. It was as silly as it was heavy.
But it was his.
He was the king.
He was in charge.
The clan lords had raised him to be king after he joined the clans together to fight the northern invaders. Clan DunBroc
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Leonardo sat in front of the TV, his blue eyes wide with rapture as Space Heroes played onscreen.
Raphael was sitting on the floor, rolling an old toy monster truck across a homemade ramp.
Michelangelo was flipping through a comic book, unable to read but enjoying the bright, colorful pictures.
Donatello sat on the couch, reading a water-stained book entitled, "There's a Wocket in my Pocket!"
Yoshi sighed. This was going to be difficult.
He decided to begin with the most stubborn of all his sons. "Raphael, it is time for bed."
Raphael's green eyes hardened. His three-year-old sons did not understand much, but "bed" was a word they had come to dread. "No! Not sleepy."
Yoshi leaned in close to whisper to his son. "You may not be sleepy, but do
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When really, it was taken from me.
Torture. Endless torture. It's the same thing every day from the same group of kids. Why do they attack me? What did I do wrong? I get good grades, I've never stolen, I've never abused drugs... I'm a good kid...
This knife. Just... one little puncture... and it'd all end... my suffering, my torment, my misery... and then they'd be happy. They'd be happy that I was finally gone... out of their lives... because I must've just been a terrible burden on them...
I raise the knife slowly to my jugular... the blade presses on the skin, and I'm ready to cut open my own throat..
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Don't forget to have your handkerchief ready
"Can you tell us a story, sister?" A young girl asked her sister.
"I don't know..." The older girl answered, blushing. To be honest, she couldn't remeber any of the stories, except one, but it was too sad to tell.
"Oh, please do! Please do!" The girl's friends chirped. The older girl relented.
"Oh alright. Listen very carefully....."
In a faraway place, there was a witch
She fell in love with a prince
You stood in the middle of the town square, trying to keep your headscarf from flying away with the wind. Suddenly, a brutal gust of wind came along and ripped the headscarf away from your hands, exposing your (h/c) locks freely in the wind.
"Ack!" You exclaimed, and tried to run after it. Suddenly, a gloved hand came out of nowhere and caught the headscarf. You looked down, only for you to find yourself facing Arthur Kirkland, heir to the throne of (Kingdom name)
"Hello, miss." He said
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Heaven was not what he was expecting. For example, the interior was so fluffy it reminded him of that time in the orphanage he ripped his pillow to create fake-snow for the younger kids. And he didn't really expect to see a tacky, blinking, neon-sign that read, "Heaven" in the front.
"Next!" A voice boomed from somewhere ahead, and the crowd stepped forward.
He took in his surroundings. Everyone seemed to have a dazed, contented expression on their face. This seem really weird to him. He felt good, but not that good.
On the contrary, he felt kind of sad. He looked around again and didn't see her in line, so he figured she was okay. He felt conflicted. He wanted to be with her, but also he wanted her to stay alive.
"Next!" the voice yelled again, sounding very irritated.
He missed her...and was growing kind of bored. If he was with her, he wouldn't have been bored. So far, heaven was not a very impressive place.
Just as he was wondering if he could pickp