Blue Skies Prompt #2: Bad Idea (Tangled)
Title: Bad Idea
Author: must_fear_harpy
Prompt: #2: Fireworks
Fandom: Tangled
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Eugene, Rapunzel
Rating & Warnings: T
Word Count: 266
Summary: Had this been Eugene’s idea, it would have been fantastic
Had this been Eugene’s idea, it would have been fantastic. Homemade fireworks? Dangerous? Ha! He laughed in the face of danger.
And how hard could it be? It’s not like he’d never blown anything up before. It was fun. Exciting. It was very impressive and kind of sexy.
Homemade fireworks? No sweat. Stand aside, Blondie and let me show ya how it’s done.
But it wasn’t Eugene’s idea. It was Rapunzel’s, and that made him so anxious it was a bit disgusting.
She was the princess! She was the love of his life! She should not be messing around with gun powder and fuses and things.
“Oh, Eugene. You worry too much.”
No. No he didn’t. Like he said, he had no fear of fireworks. He feared only one thing, and that thing was playing out in front of his eyes as she measured out the precise amount of whatever chemical was going to make the explosion red.
If he had been in charge of this, there wouldn’t be any of this measuring crap. He would have just slapped it all together as he went, hoped for the best, and then been very impressed with himself when everything went off perfectly.
So not only was she being reckless and giving him a coronary, she was sucking all the fun out of it too.
“You look less handsome when you’re making that face.”
“What? No. That can’t be true.”
She shrugged, still intent on her work.
Eugene focused very hard to try to picture what his face looked like.
Honestly, this little adventure just kept getting worse.
Author: must_fear_harpy
Prompt: #2: Fireworks
Fandom: Tangled
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Eugene, Rapunzel
Rating & Warnings: T
Word Count: 266
Summary: Had this been Eugene’s idea, it would have been fantastic
Had this been Eugene’s idea, it would have been fantastic. Homemade fireworks? Dangerous? Ha! He laughed in the face of danger.
And how hard could it be? It’s not like he’d never blown anything up before. It was fun. Exciting. It was very impressive and kind of sexy.
Homemade fireworks? No sweat. Stand aside, Blondie and let me show ya how it’s done.
But it wasn’t Eugene’s idea. It was Rapunzel’s, and that made him so anxious it was a bit disgusting.
She was the princess! She was the love of his life! She should not be messing around with gun powder and fuses and things.
“Oh, Eugene. You worry too much.”
No. No he didn’t. Like he said, he had no fear of fireworks. He feared only one thing, and that thing was playing out in front of his eyes as she measured out the precise amount of whatever chemical was going to make the explosion red.
If he had been in charge of this, there wouldn’t be any of this measuring crap. He would have just slapped it all together as he went, hoped for the best, and then been very impressed with himself when everything went off perfectly.
So not only was she being reckless and giving him a coronary, she was sucking all the fun out of it too.
“You look less handsome when you’re making that face.”
“What? No. That can’t be true.”
She shrugged, still intent on her work.
Eugene focused very hard to try to picture what his face looked like.
Honestly, this little adventure just kept getting worse.