twelve crowns

[brokemysmolder]

[video]

[Flynn is deep in the Underground, carrying a torch and a cast-iron skillet. He alternates between a close examination of the ground and a wary glance around him.

His eyes fall upon the screen and he lights up.]

THERE you are!

[He tucks the skillet under one hand to pick up the device

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[video]

[magictears]

[Look, it's a brunette Rapunzel!]

Flynn? What're you doing?

...Where are we?

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[brokemysmolder]

[He breathes a sigh of relief when he hears her voice. Even though he's still confused.]

Hey!

Wow. So. The hair.

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[magictears]

[Rapunzel is not stupid. Therefore, Rapunzel has figured out that this is Very Not Right.]

Yeah! It's... the way it's been for a while now.

[serious face] What's going on here?

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[brokemysmolder]

[Flynn is a little dense sometimes, so he's very much missing the obvious answer.]

I think I'd remember you becoming a brunette. Did I ever tell you I have a thing for them?

[He looks around]

The crowd? It's some kind of periodic thing. A ton of random people show up and disappear again after a day or two.

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[magictears]

You did, actually.

[exasperated] I'm talking about the crowd! I'm talking about you! Why don't you--wait. People show up and disappear?

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[brokemysmolder]

Quite a bit, actually. You seriously -

[And finally, it clicks.]

Oh boy.

*NOT talking about the crowd, even!

[magictears]

I think you need to start explaining, Eugene.

[brokemysmolder]

[Flynn took a deep breath.]

Okay. You should sit down...this is gonna get weird. Weirder than your hair weird.

[magictears]

[She sits on the edge of the fountain, perplexed more than anything.]

If it's weird in a bad way... [sigh] Okay. Tell me what's going on.

[brokemysmolder]

Okay. Here it goes.

[He takes a deep breath.]

You're in an...alternate-dimension-type thingy. People from all different places are dragged here by the deities, subjected to really weird curses that make you do stupid things. And then, without warning, you might leave.

[magictears]

[She takes a moment to soak in this information... and then looks more exasperated than alarmed.]

Okay. But why don't you know about my--about what happened?

[Other dimensions? Sure, cool, whatever. She doesn't know what that means and it doesn't sound all that bad. Flynn not knowing about what Rapunzel considers the most important part of her life ever? Not so cool.]

[brokemysmolder]

Time does...kinda funny things here too. Sometimes people from the same worlds are pulled from different times. What's happened for you...hasn't happened for me yet.

[magictears]

[Oh. Oh.]

So... you don't really know me. The me I am now.

[brokemysmolder]

[There's...really no good way to answer that.]

No. Not yet.

[magictears]

Oh. [She doesn't... actually know what to do with that information. Wherever this is just became a lot more unsettling.

Still. Rapunzel tries a smile.]

Is there a me that you do know here?

[brokemysmolder]

You're here. Were here. [Are there two of them here now? That could be fun very awkward.] As was the hair. Is the hair.

This is really confusing.