BRAVE FILL The Boldness of Love (3/4)interrobamAugust 13 2012, 16:05:21 UTC
As soon as they were free from worrying parental eyes the girls sped their steeds to a gallop, laughing as the wind rushed through their hair. Rapunzel did not know the woods as well as Merida, but she was a quick study of the clearer paths, and the redhead gladly guided her through the trickier obstacles. Their horses whinnied to each other in turn, teaching each other tricks, and Pascal clung desperately to Rapunzel's shoulder. They rushed through the valleys, skirted the circles of standing stones, wove through the ancient trees, followed the flow of the river. Merida told her the legends of her land and the land of her neighbors: the tale of four kingdoms divided and a prince turned to a bear, the legend of otters that came from the water to eat fishermen whole, the story of a pale faery girl that aided her father in the fight against the northern invaders. Rapunzel imitated the call of birds, named every flower and fern on their path, shared with Merida her meager knowledge of Corona's own past. Finally they came to the wall of a long crumbled castle and agreed to take a rest there. They sat upon the wall's stone edge, watching their horses roam and graze.
“Would you like something to eat? I saw an apple tree nearby, and there's sure to be some strawberries somewhere about this area.” Rapunzel's stomach grumbled involuntarily. The haggis she had indulged in at the castle had done little to fill her up, and she was grateful for the offer.
“Yes, please.” She watched the redhead jump from the wall, make her way into the more densely wooded area. Her heart was beating at a feverish pace, and she suspected it had nothing to do with exercise. “Pascal,” she hissed “, would you mind giving us some... privacy?” The chameleon croaked, she imagined he was wishing her luck, and crawled off of her shoulder. She tried to make her heart behave. She tried to remind herself that she couldn't get anywhere if she didn't put herself out on a limb. It was difficult. Before she knew it Merida was back, her arms full of food. Rapunzel graciously accepted her portion, savoring the taste.
“I'm sorry about the Queen, in the hall I mean.” Merida laughed, her voice strained with casualty. “You know how Mums are.” Rapunzel was quiet because she did not, in fact, know how moms were. Merida realized this soon enough, and her cheeks tinged to match her hair. “I didn't- I didn't meant to say that. Not like that at least. I'm sorry.”
“No, its fine, really.” Rapunzel smiled apologetically, tucking into her strawberries. After a long silence she looked up, turning to Merida to tell her something. The Princess started, Rapunzel realized she had caught her staring. Staring at me? Merida moved her mouth mutely, her cheeks flushed, before turning away and making herself busy picking leaves from her red curls.
“You know, if you braided your hair it wouldn't get so tangled.”
“Mum braids it too tightly. I don't like it.”
“Why not braid it yourself?” Merida's face turned even more sheepish.
“I don't know how to.” Rapunzel lit upon an idea, smiling slyly.
“I can show you.” She reached up, easily undoing one of her many braids and laying it out over the wall. “Here.” She leaned over, gently separating a length of Merida's hair. “If I braid our hair together, you can see how the different colors follow different paths.” Merida slowly let the tension out of her shoulders, leaning against Rapunzel and training her eyes to the Princess' clever hands. “You see, you separate it into three parts. My hair will be on the right, yours on the left. We'll make the middle a mix.” Merida nodded, watching her intertwine the locks of their hair. “Now you try.”
BRAVE FILL The Boldness of Love (4/4)interrobamAugust 13 2012, 16:05:52 UTC
“Me?” The Princess' voice was nervous.
“You.” Rapunzel reassured her “It's easy once you get used to it. Just try it.”
“Alright, but you can't make fun of me when I mess it up.” Merida muttered, taking the lengths of hair in her grip. Her movements were clumsy at first, error prone and uneven, but with feedback and practice she learned to form a braid of an acceptable quality.
“You'll thank me for this the next time you don't have to pick a branch full of leaves off of your head.” Rapunzel laughed, taking the opportunity to press her arm to the other Princess'. Merida's cheeks were red again, her pale skin helpless against her emotions, and she gave the other girl a sliver of a smile.
“I'm sure I will.” They sat there, wind blowing their hair, watching the sun fall to the horizon as their horses frolicked with each other. Soon it would be too dark, too cold to stay out. Soon they would ride back to the castle, eat their dinner, and go to their separate rooms. Soon it would be the next day, time to leave again. Soon this would be just another day when Rapunzel was too shy and too scared and too confused to actually put her dignity and her friendship on the line for what she wanted more than anything in the world. Soon... no. No way she was going to let that happen. Not again, not this time. Rapunzel flung her arm over Merida's shoulder, craned her neck so that her lips met the skin behind the Princess' ear, and kissed her. When Merida started, turning her head, she took the opportunity to kiss her fully on the lips. It was warm and soft and everything she had dreamed of. It was perfection. She withdrew, her smile nervous, preparing for the consequences of her boldness. Merida's face was still red, but her smile was wide and toothy.
“It's about time!” It was Rapunzel's turn to blush.
“ 'About time?' I didn't know you were waiting on me to make the first move.” Merida laughed, leaning over to kiss Rapunzel's neck in turn.
Re: BRAVE FILL The Boldness of Love (4/4)interrobamAugust 21 2012, 16:06:40 UTC
Omigoshomigoshomigosh. I love it so much. This is just the adorableness I was looking for. And the Elinor- and the Fergus- and the Rapunzel- and the Flynn- GAH! It's so perfect. I'll let you know I read it on my cell phone (which is really tedious to get internet on) twice while I was in Disney World. I love it. So much. Thank you. It's lovely. GAH! :D
“Would you like something to eat? I saw an apple tree nearby, and there's sure to be some strawberries somewhere about this area.” Rapunzel's stomach grumbled involuntarily. The haggis she had indulged in at the castle had done little to fill her up, and she was grateful for the offer.
“Yes, please.” She watched the redhead jump from the wall, make her way into the more densely wooded area. Her heart was beating at a feverish pace, and she suspected it had nothing to do with exercise. “Pascal,” she hissed “, would you mind giving us some... privacy?” The chameleon croaked, she imagined he was wishing her luck, and crawled off of her shoulder. She tried to make her heart behave. She tried to remind herself that she couldn't get anywhere if she didn't put herself out on a limb. It was difficult. Before she knew it Merida was back, her arms full of food. Rapunzel graciously accepted her portion, savoring the taste.
“I'm sorry about the Queen, in the hall I mean.” Merida laughed, her voice strained with casualty. “You know how Mums are.” Rapunzel was quiet because she did not, in fact, know how moms were. Merida realized this soon enough, and her cheeks tinged to match her hair. “I didn't- I didn't meant to say that. Not like that at least. I'm sorry.”
“No, its fine, really.” Rapunzel smiled apologetically, tucking into her strawberries. After a long silence she looked up, turning to Merida to tell her something. The Princess started, Rapunzel realized she had caught her staring. Staring at me? Merida moved her mouth mutely, her cheeks flushed, before turning away and making herself busy picking leaves from her red curls.
“You know, if you braided your hair it wouldn't get so tangled.”
“Mum braids it too tightly. I don't like it.”
“Why not braid it yourself?” Merida's face turned even more sheepish.
“I don't know how to.” Rapunzel lit upon an idea, smiling slyly.
“I can show you.” She reached up, easily undoing one of her many braids and laying it out over the wall. “Here.” She leaned over, gently separating a length of Merida's hair. “If I braid our hair together, you can see how the different colors follow different paths.” Merida slowly let the tension out of her shoulders, leaning against Rapunzel and training her eyes to the Princess' clever hands. “You see, you separate it into three parts. My hair will be on the right, yours on the left. We'll make the middle a mix.” Merida nodded, watching her intertwine the locks of their hair. “Now you try.”
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“You.” Rapunzel reassured her “It's easy once you get used to it. Just try it.”
“Alright, but you can't make fun of me when I mess it up.” Merida muttered, taking the lengths of hair in her grip. Her movements were clumsy at first, error prone and uneven, but with feedback and practice she learned to form a braid of an acceptable quality.
“You'll thank me for this the next time you don't have to pick a branch full of leaves off of your head.” Rapunzel laughed, taking the opportunity to press her arm to the other Princess'. Merida's cheeks were red again, her pale skin helpless against her emotions, and she gave the other girl a sliver of a smile.
“I'm sure I will.” They sat there, wind blowing their hair, watching the sun fall to the horizon as their horses frolicked with each other. Soon it would be too dark, too cold to stay out. Soon they would ride back to the castle, eat their dinner, and go to their separate rooms. Soon it would be the next day, time to leave again. Soon this would be just another day when Rapunzel was too shy and too scared and too confused to actually put her dignity and her friendship on the line for what she wanted more than anything in the world. Soon... no. No way she was going to let that happen. Not again, not this time. Rapunzel flung her arm over Merida's shoulder, craned her neck so that her lips met the skin behind the Princess' ear, and kissed her. When Merida started, turning her head, she took the opportunity to kiss her fully on the lips. It was warm and soft and everything she had dreamed of. It was perfection. She withdrew, her smile nervous, preparing for the consequences of her boldness. Merida's face was still red, but her smile was wide and toothy.
“It's about time!” It was Rapunzel's turn to blush.
“ 'About time?' I didn't know you were waiting on me to make the first move.” Merida laughed, leaning over to kiss Rapunzel's neck in turn.
“I was too scared to.”
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