The 50th Song [Video/Text]

[tangledintower]

[Rapunzel is sitting on the edge of her bed, hair wrapped around her like a blanket, as she knits what appears to be a very tiny scarf. Pascal, looking a bit blue and slightly irritated, is sitting on her shoulder.

Scene not making any sense? Don't worry! Rapunzel has been writing about her whole day, in excessive detail, for everybody to read!]

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[char_he_mcgee]

[And here is another one.] Everything alright, Punz?

[tangledintower]

Oh, hi Charlie!

She says with a smile and a small wave.

I'm just working on a scarf for Pascal. He's cold, see.

[char_he_mcgee]

I see that. [She's going to decide against asking about the self-narration.]

...and now I'm wondering if any stores sell doll clothes the right size for Pascal. [Really, it was the most random thought she's ever had.]

[tangledintower]

She pauses, thinking for a moment, before grinning. Pascal frowns and shakes his head, which she ignores.

That's a good idea! It can't hurt to go look, right?