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?

[magictears]

That's... wow. I hope I don't meet me or anything. That would be... [Sigh. Flynn seems to have hit on the only word that works in this situation, whatever it is.] Confusing.

[But she doesn't seem to be leaving, and Eugene is Eugene.]

So! Are there any five-star places to eat around here?

[brokemysmolder]

[She was taking this...a whole lot better than he had expected. Better than he had taken her hair. Is taking her hair, even. He can't take his eyes off of it...it's so...normal.]

Well, I don't know about five star, but there's a cute little cafe not far off. Wanna give it a try?

[magictears]

[Rapunzel can handle a whole lot of weird and, for the moment, curiosity is still overriding panic.]

Okay! Wanna try explaining this all to me again while we're there?

[brokemysmolder]

I'll give it my best.

Let's go.

[And he leads the way to the cafe.]