~Rapunzel
So today, um....was interesting.
Zelia popped her head around the divider around 4; she knew the girls would be having their nap. "Hey, um...come here."
"O-okay?" I asked, glancing at Eugene before quirking a brow at Zelia.
He nodded, and I hurried over to see my sister.
I asked what was up, wondering if there was possibly something she wanted to talk about --specifically, someONE...cough, cough, RAY...whom she has shown a little bit of affection towards as of late (and by that, I mean she isn't badmouthing him for his temper anymore, and he seems to be displaying his temper just a little bit less..maybe it's just me playing matchmaker). Anyway, but what I saw was the very Merida doll that had been in her box before.
What?
"Helloo," she chirped, not looking up from her leg joints, which she flexed awkwardly.
"Um...hi?" Something about her accent triggered a memory, but...she couldn't walk in the memory.
"I'm so ex'cited, the girl 'round 'ere, th' heu-man, just fixed up m'ah joints. That's how I can waalk," she explained. She tilted her head, finally looking up at me. "I jus' came 'ere, but I knew my joints were goobered up."
Oh. She'd been removed from her box.
But then... HER HEAD CAME CRASHING DOWN FROM HER NECK.
I kid you not, the doll's head fell right to the table, red curls flying EVERYWHERE.
I screamed, horrified at what I had just seen. What came next was even more horrifying, if that's even possible!
THE BODY FELT AROUND WITH ITS FEET, BUMPED INTO THE HEAD, BENT, PICKED THE HEAD UP, AND SCREWED THE HEAD BACK ON AGAIN.
I thought I was going to pass out.
I looked towards Zelia, absolutely HORRIFIED, and she just gave me an amused look.
"Ah, tha't's bettehr," the Frankenstein girl said, rubbing at her neck.
"Wh-what the...why...?"
"OH! The little arrow joint that keeps yer head on yer neck snapped off inside the other doll's head when she pulled it off. See, I've got a new body -- a LIV form. The heu-man made sure I'd stay alive ahfter it falls off, 'cuz ever' time I tilt my head, it falls off," she explained. It was hard to keep up with her fast, lilting Scottish accent, but I managed. Managed enough to make my overactive imagination start up, resulting in nausea, rather.
"...Oh," I coughed. "Well, ah...good for you. I'm glad to see you can..can walk," Even though you can't keep your head on your shoulders...literally.
"Thank ye. Wot's yer name again? Yer sis told me, but I fergot," she explained.
"Rapunzel. And you're..."
"Mer'ida!" she said. "Nice to meet'cha."
"N-nice to meet you, too," I choked when she cocked her head again, but managed to grab her head in time, tilting it upright again before it hit the floor. Oh my gosh.
She left to go try out her new joints, and I immediately yanked Zelia aside.
"Pretty neat, huh?"
Why can't Tangled Fan re-body Anna and Elsa?" I ignored her fascinated expression to ask what I wanted to ask.
"I asked her, 'cause I knew you'd ask. She said she couldn't because their heads were too small and looked weird, added onto the fact that she didn't have enough bodies. Plus, she said their skintones are too pale to match. And alas, they stay," she waved an arm in the air dramatically.
I sighed. "Hmmh...I guess it's better, though. If their heads would roll off...oh, GOSH that's weird!"
She laughed. "What you call weird, I call neat."
I shook my head, wide-eyed. And then Eugene called for me quietly. "Oh, I better go. I can't hear any of the kids, though..." I trailed off, curious, and headed for our side of the table. "I'll see you later!" I called over my shoulder.
"Hey...what was going on over there? I heard screaming," he was standing in the middle of the table, a worried look on his face. "I didn't want to go over, but I was worried, too..."
"Oh! Well...uh," I trailed off, quickly trying to find a way to explain Merida. I gave him the shortened, and slightly disturbing, story; and he laughed.
"Well, that's...different. I'm glad she's able to move around, though -- nobody should have to live in a box."
I nodded. "Oh, yeah...I just, um...it was definitely unexpected," I giggled quietly so as to not wake the kids.
We were silent for a few minutes, but then he cleared his throat. "So, uh...kids. You remember the other day how you were talking about us adopting a fourth?"
"Oh! Yeah," I said, surprised at the switch in conversation but pleased that it was THIS conversation.
"Are you still thinking about it? I mean, I have no problem with it if you don't. I love kids, and of course I'd be all for it. I just wanted to let you know, just in case you wanted to talk to Tangled Fan sometime soon. I was going to tell you tonight, but since we're sitting here with nothing better to do, I figured I'd just tell you now." he explained.
I sucked in a deep breath. I DID want to adopt another child, but I also wanted to wait...oh, maybe a few weeks. I wanted to make absolutely sure that we could handle a fourth. I smiled at him. "I do want to, but I was thinking if you were with me on this, we could maybe wait a few weeks, y'know...make sure we can keep track of four kids."
He laughed a bit too loudly, and Jordan jumped. We both froze, watching her. Fortunately, she nuzzled her face in her blanket a moment before drifting back to sleep. I smiled at how adorable that had been, watching her sweet little napping self while my hubby answered me. "Yeah...that'd be great. And we definitely want to make sure we can handle four! What age are you thinking?"
I bit my lip. "I'd kind of like another baby, but at the same time, another older child would be good, too. So I guess it doesn't matter to me. You?"
"I'm with you. Babies are a lot less active, but they also need carried around a lot. But on the plus side, they're not constantly grabbing Pascal's tail, or pulling each other's hair, or, um...biting..." he chuckled. Audrey and Casey had been pretty mischievous lately, and yes, they had decided that they didn't like sharing Pascal, their bed, or their blankets. (Even though they each have a blanket. Audrey is a hoarder, apparently). THAT was what resulted in Casey biting Audrey's arm the other day...thankfully, no one was hurt, of course.
"Ugh...yeah," I shook my head with a grin. I wouldn't trade any of them for the world, even though they really could be terrible at times! :D "Just as long as the child we get hasn't had a body transplant."
He shuddered. "Nope."
I giggled. "Glad we're on the same page with that!"
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Monday, June 23, 2014
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Eugene--father's day
--Eugene
Today is apparently Father's Day, which you humans celebrate. When I woke up this morning, Rapunzel was already up with the kids. As soon as I came out from behind the cutout, Audrey and Casey came racing over, yelling "Happy father's day, happy father's day, daddy!!" and they both shoved to get closest to me. I scooped one in each arm, confused, and kissed them each on their foreheads before looking up to see my girl watching me with a kind smile on her face. She quickly averted her attention down to Jordan until I went over to her, both girls still in my arms.
"I told them it was father's day," she grinned.
"At the cost of sounding stupid, what is that?" I asked.
"The humans celebrate their daddies today!" Audrey explained, and Rapunzel laughed at her enthusiasm, nodding.
"Hmm...well, thank you, you cuties," I winked at them, and Casey giggled before Audrey asked to be left down.
Never stationary for long, the two oldest girls went tearing off, likely to reek havoc with Pascal.
I turned to Rapunzel and watched her put Jordan down to watch the other girls play, and when she straightened, I promptly pulled her into a hug.
"So...father's day, huh?" I asked, grinning as her eyes met mine.
"Yup! Thought we should celebrate it, since you're such a great daddy to the kiddos," she nodded a couple of times before glancing over her shoulder. Noticing the girls were preoccupied, she slipped her thin arms around me and gave me that smile I loved so much. "Soo...happy father's day."
I couldn't keep from kissing her, and when I did, red crept up along her neck to her cheeks. Oh, was I glad to have her back...
"So, what do you want to do today, miss red-cheeks?" I chuckled quietly, and she rolled her eyes.
"Hmmh...you're terrible. And what do you want to do?"
I had actually been thinking about taking the girls to finally let them ride a horse, which is what I had planned to do with them on Easter, and when I suggested the idea to Rapunzel, she was quick to agree.
So, we gathered the girls up, made sure Pascal was with us, and headed to the floor.
The horses were still where I had found them, so Audrey and Casey were riding the small bay Appaloosa pony together within minutes. I led the mare around, of course, but Rapunzel hopped aboard the gray mare, Missy, and rode around with Jordan alone. Soon after she started riding, I found out that the Appy, Daisy, would follow the taller gray, so I left the girls go on their own and just watched the four of them.
The look on Casey and Audrey's faces was priceless...and they're giggling like crazy and having a good time--even Jordan seems to be enjoying it! I'm also glad to see my wife focusing on something other than the Frozen bunch, and actually enjoying herself!
That, readers, is what I call a perfect day. It's also a perfect distraction to Rapunzel. She's been so upset over Anna, Hans, Kristoff, and Elsa being boxed up that she has been having a hard time sleeping, especially haunted by their faces. It kills me that I can't help her.
Yesterday, Audrey asked if she and Anna were going to be friends again--since she had seen them talking at the party after we had renewed our vows. I was surprised that Rapunzel didn't cry, but she once again proved that she's stronger than us all by saying she hoped so and leaving it at that. Of course, neither of the girls know what happened, and we plan to keep it that way as long as we can.
But for now, I guess I will just have to watch these girls have a fun day, hope Rapunzel tires herself out enough that she can sleep tonight, and think about how blessed we are--three kids and each other, despite our various accidents, and our friends.
Today is apparently Father's Day, which you humans celebrate. When I woke up this morning, Rapunzel was already up with the kids. As soon as I came out from behind the cutout, Audrey and Casey came racing over, yelling "Happy father's day, happy father's day, daddy!!" and they both shoved to get closest to me. I scooped one in each arm, confused, and kissed them each on their foreheads before looking up to see my girl watching me with a kind smile on her face. She quickly averted her attention down to Jordan until I went over to her, both girls still in my arms.
"I told them it was father's day," she grinned.
"At the cost of sounding stupid, what is that?" I asked.
"The humans celebrate their daddies today!" Audrey explained, and Rapunzel laughed at her enthusiasm, nodding.
"Hmm...well, thank you, you cuties," I winked at them, and Casey giggled before Audrey asked to be left down.
Never stationary for long, the two oldest girls went tearing off, likely to reek havoc with Pascal.
I turned to Rapunzel and watched her put Jordan down to watch the other girls play, and when she straightened, I promptly pulled her into a hug.
"So...father's day, huh?" I asked, grinning as her eyes met mine.
"Yup! Thought we should celebrate it, since you're such a great daddy to the kiddos," she nodded a couple of times before glancing over her shoulder. Noticing the girls were preoccupied, she slipped her thin arms around me and gave me that smile I loved so much. "Soo...happy father's day."
I couldn't keep from kissing her, and when I did, red crept up along her neck to her cheeks. Oh, was I glad to have her back...
"So, what do you want to do today, miss red-cheeks?" I chuckled quietly, and she rolled her eyes.
"Hmmh...you're terrible. And what do you want to do?"
I had actually been thinking about taking the girls to finally let them ride a horse, which is what I had planned to do with them on Easter, and when I suggested the idea to Rapunzel, she was quick to agree.
So, we gathered the girls up, made sure Pascal was with us, and headed to the floor.
The horses were still where I had found them, so Audrey and Casey were riding the small bay Appaloosa pony together within minutes. I led the mare around, of course, but Rapunzel hopped aboard the gray mare, Missy, and rode around with Jordan alone. Soon after she started riding, I found out that the Appy, Daisy, would follow the taller gray, so I left the girls go on their own and just watched the four of them.
The look on Casey and Audrey's faces was priceless...and they're giggling like crazy and having a good time--even Jordan seems to be enjoying it! I'm also glad to see my wife focusing on something other than the Frozen bunch, and actually enjoying herself!
That, readers, is what I call a perfect day. It's also a perfect distraction to Rapunzel. She's been so upset over Anna, Hans, Kristoff, and Elsa being boxed up that she has been having a hard time sleeping, especially haunted by their faces. It kills me that I can't help her.
Yesterday, Audrey asked if she and Anna were going to be friends again--since she had seen them talking at the party after we had renewed our vows. I was surprised that Rapunzel didn't cry, but she once again proved that she's stronger than us all by saying she hoped so and leaving it at that. Of course, neither of the girls know what happened, and we plan to keep it that way as long as we can.
But for now, I guess I will just have to watch these girls have a fun day, hope Rapunzel tires herself out enough that she can sleep tonight, and think about how blessed we are--three kids and each other, despite our various accidents, and our friends.
Friday, June 13, 2014
A Rough Day
I woke up late, with the sun kissing my eyelids. Eugene wasn't beside me, so I figured he was up with the kids. I got dressed, brushed and braided my hair, and then hurried out from behind the cutout.
The kids were still asleep. Eugene was nowhere too be found.
"E-Eugene?" I asked. I repeated myself, getting louder and louder as my fear rose and the lump in my throat balled up. Zelia peered around the divider, motioning for me to come over. Her face was stricken with horror.
I could hardly get my legs to move, but I did, and came face-to-face with Eugene. My husband. The love of my life. The blank, lifeless stare captured my gaze; now cold and shallow instead of warm and kind. I collapsed wordlessly in front of his box, too horrified to do anything except sob.
I flew upright with a gasping cry.
"Are you okay? You were yelling my name in your sleep," my husband asked, peering at me. I was too shaken by my dream to even force any words to come out, but eventually, I managed to ask what time it was.
"It's six," he said. "You've been tossing and turning all night, but I woke you up when you were yelling for me. What were you dreaming about? You sobbed right when I started shaking your shoulder, but I thought it was just surprise."
I rubbed at my eyes and put a hand over my mouth, staring at him. I prayed he could figure it out without me telling him.
His face softened, and the corners of his mouth drooped. "Boxes?"
Well, I guess that was the least morbid way to talk about it, so I nodded.
He silently pulled me into his arms, pressing a hand up against the back of my head when I buried my face in his shoulder to cry silently. I was so scared.
After that, I couldn't go to sleep. I was embarrassed that he had had to stay up with me because of my bad dream, but I still couldn't shake the fear that had clamped around me. He didn't go back to sleep until I curled up beside him, so I stayed tucked under his arm. I didn't need to be pacing, anyway--I didn't want to wake the girls.
When Jordan woke up at eight, I was more than happy for an excuse to get up.
I went out to the wicker chair and held her, humming quietly to her. The other two girls were asleep, with Pascal curled up between them.
Eugene came out about a half an hour later, giving me a kiss on the forehead as he scooped Jordan out of my arms. "Did you go back to sleep for a little bit?"
"No," I sighed.
"I'm sorry," he gave me a concerned look, but turned back to Jordan when she cooed happily at him. "Maybe you should go back to bed-"
"I won't be able to sleep, are you kidding me? Every time I shut my eyes, I see...stuff I don't want to." I muttered.
He came over and shifted Jordan to one arm so he could rub one of my shoulders comfortingly with the other hand. "If you need to talk, let me know, okay?"
I shrugged, standing up as soon as I saw Audrey sitting up. I didn't want to talk. I didn't want to even THINK about their four blank faces, and if I talked about it, I would think about it. Ugh!
The day absolutely dragged. The girls were hyper, so I was absolutely about ready to drop from exhaustion by the time they had settled down!
Zelia came over around six, asking if she could spend the night.
"Do you mind, uh...i-if I stay over here tonight? I couldn't sleep last night--"
"Join the crowd," I muttered.
"--because I sleep right by those boxes, and I...I couldn't sleep, I just couldn't." I knew it was a lot for Zelia to tell us. Of course, we both agreed to allow her to stay the night...which made Audrey and Casey excited. They quickly got down to work teaching Aunty Z about this new game they had made up, which lasted until they had to go to bed.
Once more, I couldn't sleep. Shocker. I crept out of bed around one, slipping out onto the windowsill. I could at least stargaze if I couldn't sleep!
Zelia soon found me.
"You can't sleep, either?"
"No," I sighed.
"Mhm. I know it's really insanely stupid, but every time I shut my eyes, I see--"
"Their faces," I finished. "Their shallow, dead faces."
"Yes," she said. "Exactly. I can't believe Tangled Fan can even LOOK at that!"
"She probably can't see the hollow expressions in the same way we can. She probably sees the cheery painted smiles and bright eyes, whereas we see hollow eyes and fake expressions," I reasoned. There was no use in saying horrible things about Tangled Fan -- after all, she DID own all of us.
She huffed. "Well, she should know what it does to dolls, and she should know that we don't want to see that!"
I nodded, and we stood in awkward silence until I heard a boot scuff.
Swinging around, I saw Eugene.
"Can't you ladies sleep?"
"I'm sorry, we didn't wake you, did we?" I asked.
"No," he shook his head and drew close to whisper. "I was just wondering where my girl went."
Zelia looked rather unamused at his closeness to me, but she let it slide. "Do you know who's really having a problem with it over there? Ray."
I choked. "RAY?"
"Yes! He's been so...so sullen. Hans and Kristoff were good pals to him for as long as they knew each other," she explained.
"That's a shame," I sighed. "It's hit all of us pretty hard, I guess. Not every day that almost half of the entire population of a shelf is taken away-"
"And the rest is left to stare at their lifeless selves," Zelia added.
I nodded, and Eugene slid an arm around my waist -- I'm not sure if he meant to or just did it subconsciously.
"I feel terrible that I talked to Anna in such a poor manner after...what she had done with reporting us for not taking care of our kids. If I would've known that it was because of her...her knowing she wouldn't have a family of her own, I would've been a lot more understanding," he spoke up. He tightened his grip around me as he spoke, and I'm pretty sure that it was subconsciously.
This situation was hard on everyone...
The kids were still asleep. Eugene was nowhere too be found.
"E-Eugene?" I asked. I repeated myself, getting louder and louder as my fear rose and the lump in my throat balled up. Zelia peered around the divider, motioning for me to come over. Her face was stricken with horror.
I could hardly get my legs to move, but I did, and came face-to-face with Eugene. My husband. The love of my life. The blank, lifeless stare captured my gaze; now cold and shallow instead of warm and kind. I collapsed wordlessly in front of his box, too horrified to do anything except sob.
I flew upright with a gasping cry.
"Are you okay? You were yelling my name in your sleep," my husband asked, peering at me. I was too shaken by my dream to even force any words to come out, but eventually, I managed to ask what time it was.
"It's six," he said. "You've been tossing and turning all night, but I woke you up when you were yelling for me. What were you dreaming about? You sobbed right when I started shaking your shoulder, but I thought it was just surprise."
I rubbed at my eyes and put a hand over my mouth, staring at him. I prayed he could figure it out without me telling him.
His face softened, and the corners of his mouth drooped. "Boxes?"
Well, I guess that was the least morbid way to talk about it, so I nodded.
He silently pulled me into his arms, pressing a hand up against the back of my head when I buried my face in his shoulder to cry silently. I was so scared.
After that, I couldn't go to sleep. I was embarrassed that he had had to stay up with me because of my bad dream, but I still couldn't shake the fear that had clamped around me. He didn't go back to sleep until I curled up beside him, so I stayed tucked under his arm. I didn't need to be pacing, anyway--I didn't want to wake the girls.
When Jordan woke up at eight, I was more than happy for an excuse to get up.
I went out to the wicker chair and held her, humming quietly to her. The other two girls were asleep, with Pascal curled up between them.
Eugene came out about a half an hour later, giving me a kiss on the forehead as he scooped Jordan out of my arms. "Did you go back to sleep for a little bit?"
"No," I sighed.
"I'm sorry," he gave me a concerned look, but turned back to Jordan when she cooed happily at him. "Maybe you should go back to bed-"
"I won't be able to sleep, are you kidding me? Every time I shut my eyes, I see...stuff I don't want to." I muttered.
He came over and shifted Jordan to one arm so he could rub one of my shoulders comfortingly with the other hand. "If you need to talk, let me know, okay?"
I shrugged, standing up as soon as I saw Audrey sitting up. I didn't want to talk. I didn't want to even THINK about their four blank faces, and if I talked about it, I would think about it. Ugh!
The day absolutely dragged. The girls were hyper, so I was absolutely about ready to drop from exhaustion by the time they had settled down!
Zelia came over around six, asking if she could spend the night.
"Do you mind, uh...i-if I stay over here tonight? I couldn't sleep last night--"
"Join the crowd," I muttered.
"--because I sleep right by those boxes, and I...I couldn't sleep, I just couldn't." I knew it was a lot for Zelia to tell us. Of course, we both agreed to allow her to stay the night...which made Audrey and Casey excited. They quickly got down to work teaching Aunty Z about this new game they had made up, which lasted until they had to go to bed.
Once more, I couldn't sleep. Shocker. I crept out of bed around one, slipping out onto the windowsill. I could at least stargaze if I couldn't sleep!
Zelia soon found me.
"You can't sleep, either?"
"No," I sighed.
"Mhm. I know it's really insanely stupid, but every time I shut my eyes, I see--"
"Their faces," I finished. "Their shallow, dead faces."
"Yes," she said. "Exactly. I can't believe Tangled Fan can even LOOK at that!"
"She probably can't see the hollow expressions in the same way we can. She probably sees the cheery painted smiles and bright eyes, whereas we see hollow eyes and fake expressions," I reasoned. There was no use in saying horrible things about Tangled Fan -- after all, she DID own all of us.
She huffed. "Well, she should know what it does to dolls, and she should know that we don't want to see that!"
I nodded, and we stood in awkward silence until I heard a boot scuff.
Swinging around, I saw Eugene.
"Can't you ladies sleep?"
"I'm sorry, we didn't wake you, did we?" I asked.
"No," he shook his head and drew close to whisper. "I was just wondering where my girl went."
Zelia looked rather unamused at his closeness to me, but she let it slide. "Do you know who's really having a problem with it over there? Ray."
I choked. "RAY?"
"Yes! He's been so...so sullen. Hans and Kristoff were good pals to him for as long as they knew each other," she explained.
"That's a shame," I sighed. "It's hit all of us pretty hard, I guess. Not every day that almost half of the entire population of a shelf is taken away-"
"And the rest is left to stare at their lifeless selves," Zelia added.
I nodded, and Eugene slid an arm around my waist -- I'm not sure if he meant to or just did it subconsciously.
"I feel terrible that I talked to Anna in such a poor manner after...what she had done with reporting us for not taking care of our kids. If I would've known that it was because of her...her knowing she wouldn't have a family of her own, I would've been a lot more understanding," he spoke up. He tightened his grip around me as he spoke, and I'm pretty sure that it was subconsciously.
This situation was hard on everyone...
Thursday, June 12, 2014
The Frozen Fate...
This morning, I woke up around eight. My face was planted into bed, my arms and legs...and hair...sprawled EVERYWHERE. When I lifted my head up, Eugene wasn't beside me. I rolled over onto my back - or at least, I tried to. I fell off the edge of the bed with a sound THUNK.
A few seconds later, Eugene came hurrying back behind the cutout. "What was--oh. Are you alright?"
I giggled. "Yeahhh...I fell."
He held a hand out, and I took it, standing up and thanking him. He was trying so hard not to smile.
"Oh, stop!" I laughed. "I know it's weird that I still fall out of bed, but that's me. I'm clumsy."
He chuckled. "Nah...I'm just glad to have ya back."
"Alrighty then," I teased, "not sure how you can miss having me back as your wife, but...okay."
He grinned, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling me down onto his lap.
"So...what does my girl want to do today?"
"Hmmmh....as little as possible. I'm still tired from yesterday! Are the girls up yet?"
"Nope. They're tuckered out, too, I guess," he said. He finally let his adorable smile shine through, which told me just how much he'd missed the girls. I leaned my head up against his shoulder, admiring that smile until he laced my hairline with kisses.
We just talked quietly for a little while, until Jordan got up.
And thus started my first day [back] as wife and mom to this awesome guy and adorable little girls! :]
My good mood was severely marred this afternoon when Zelia poked her head over to our side of the table.
"Did you know that the Frozen bunch was being put back in their boxes?"
"What?!" I gasped, standing abruptly. The older girls were taking their 4-o-clock nap, and Eugene was holding Jordan, so all I had was Pascal on my shoulder. I rushed over to talk with my sister.
"Yeah...Tangled Fan just did. Look," she pointed up, and I saw Anna, Elsa, Hans, and Kristoff in their boxes on the bench. They had blank stares on their faces, and I gasped, horrified.
"Wh-why do they look like that?"
"Dolls are alive when they are put in boxes in the warehouse -- Disney makes sure that they do, because it gives them extra character, and kids will want them-- but if they're put back in their box...they're no longer living. They're not dead-dead, but they're just...like that. Frozen in time. When or if they're removed once more, it's like they're starting their life all over again. Merida over there has been taken out of her box and put back in repeatedly for rearranging purposes. It's kind of amusing to play with their heads."
I was horrified....and even more appalled by Zelia's reaction to the repeated removal of Merida.
"That's HORRIBLE, Zelia! How awful of you to say--"
"I was trying to joke. Quit looking like you've seen a ghost!" she huffed.
I shook my head slowly. "I-I feel like I HAVE seen a ghost...they're just ghosts of their formal selves! This is AWFUL!" I sobbed. "A-Anna...did they know? Why? Did anyone tell you why?"
"They told me this morning before she came to put them in their boxes. Anna said that she didn't want you to know until after they were taken care of. She told me to explain everything to you: she and Elsa knew that one day, their joints would grow weaker and weaker until Tangled Fan would have to put them in their boxes -- that's why Merida is in hers. It's a defect in the 2012 articulation; the leg joints are placed incorrectly, and they can't hold up as long as our legs can. They knew it would happen someday, and it's been getting worse...it's kind of like some degenerative illness in humans. She said that's why they wanted to go on a week-long expedition of the house, but she insisted you couldn't go. She knew that their secret would be revealed...anyway, she went on to say that she was a fool for being so horrible to you, and mostly because of the things she'd done before you, you know..had your accident; but at the time, she was bitter with the fact that this would happen someday, and she wouldn't be able to have a family. She said she was happy that she got to see you guys back together again yesterday; that's why everyone stayed for so long...this explains everything. Or, it should. Elsa said that she was sorry she couldn't say goodbye, but it was for the best, and she never liked goodbyes anyway."
I was crying. Everyone was solemn on that side of the table, even Punzie. I dropped to my knees, burying my face in my hands. "I-I...I can't believe this...they're...they're GONE!"
Zelia sat beside me. "Hey. Don't cry. They're not in pain anymore -- and they were in plenty before."
Well, thanks, sister-mine. That makes me feel LOADS better!
I tried to compose myself, and a thought occurred to me. "Wh-...why are Kristoff and Hans in their boxes, too?"
"They didn't want to spend their days looking up to see the blank faces of their wives, so they elected to have the same fate as the girls."
I thought I was going to throw up. "...Oh....did they know it would happen someday?"
"Yes...they were the only ones who did, up until this morning."
I gulped a few deep breaths, which only made me feel sicker. "Oh..." I heard Eugene ask where I'd disappeared to, and stumbled to my feet. "I--I need to go..." Before my sister could say anything else, I was gone.
I rushed over to the other side of the table, and ran headfirst into Eugene, who must've gotten Jordan to sleep.
"What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
I mumbled what had happened to the Frozen bunch, and he shook his head, obviously saddened by it.
We talked about it quietly for a little while, but then the girls woke up, and we put on cheery faces so as to not worry them.
Casey saw something was wrong, though. We had a chat before bedtime, --Eugene said we always had before.
"What's wrong? I know something is. Are you upset about us being here so soon?" Casey asked, rolling her big green eyes up at me.
I cuddled her close. "No, definitely not, baby girl, It's just...still all sinking in for me. Finding out I was married to your daddy and I was the mom to you three sweethearts was a big surprise, albeit a happy one," I said. It WAS true...I was still processing all that, too.
And on top of that all, I had thought of something absolutely terrifying.
Eugene had joint problems because of whatever had happened to him.
What if Tangled Fan put him in his box?? What would happen with the girls? The mere thought terrified me.
Back to Casey, though, she gave me a relieved smile, yawning.
"Ready for bed?" I asked.
"Huh-uh..."
Said the little girl who was having a hard time keeping her eyes from crossing. They had played ALLLLL day long, stopping only to nap at 4.
I shook my head, grinning to myself, but I held her until she fell asleep, which didn't take long. When she had, I put her in bed with Audrey, and watched Eugene carefully spread a blanket over Jordan, who was sleeping already.
When he turned around, I gave him a small smile. "They tuckered themselves out, didn't they?"
"They tuckered ME out, too!" he chuckled. "They're happy to be home and have their momma again...I am, too."
He winked, but I didn't blush or giggle like I normally would. What would I do if he was put back inside that plastic prison?
We went to bed, but I couldn't close my eyes and sleep. Every time I shut my eyes, I saw one of their frozen faces...and that made me worry even more about Eugene.
I squirmed a bit closer to my husband, and he slid his hand up and down my forearm, half asleep.
"Can't sleep?" he asked tiredly. I didn't want to disturb him, but it slipped out.
"I'm scared," I whispered.
Plenty awake now, he cleared his throat and stroked my hair. "Why? The Frozen bunch?"
"Kind of...every time I close my eyes, I see their faces. Oh, Eugene, it was awful...a-and then it scares me because...what if the same happens to us? What would the girls do?"
"You don't have to worry, hon...you didn't come with your original box," he reassured me.
I sat up. "I don't care what happens to me...I'm worried about YOU," I got choked up on the last part.
"Why?"
"Y-your joints! I don't know what we'd do...I don't know what would happen to the girls, and that scares me...and I don't know what I'd do without you..." I trailed off, knowing that if I looked up into those warm brown eyes...see that soft expression of concern on his face...I'd lose it for sure.
But he sat up and tilted my chin up to look me in the eye. "I promise you it won't happen. My joints are different than theirs. Mine only hurt temporarily, and I know how to control it. Theirs is a factory defect. So don't worry about me, okay, sweet girl?"
I took in a deep, shuddering breath, relieved to have been told this. "Okay...just me being silly, as always. How did...how did you fall, anyway? I can't remember."
He stiffened. "That's one thing I'm glad you forgot...I'd prefer to keep it that way..."
What? What on earth had happened??
"What happened? You've peaked my interest, so you HAVE to tell me, now...please?" I coaxed.
He sighed, but he gave in. "We got into a fight with Anna and Kristoff. You were trying to defend Elsa from her sister's rudeness, and it set them both off. Kristoff approached you, and I stepped in front of you. He punched me and knocked me out, and from what you told me, we both fell down off of the dresser. You managed to grab a dresser handle and tried to keep me from falling, but you couldn't, of course, and I fell and messed up my hip joints.".
I put a hand to my mouth. "So it was my fault..I'm so--"
He shook his head. "Don't say it...we went through this six months ago when it actually happened. Okay?"
I sighed, pulling my knees to my chest and sneaking a glance at him. "You've done so much for me, I mean really. I don't know how I can ever repay you,"
He was quiet for a second before grinning, smoothing the hair from my face. "You could...give me that pretty smile of yours that I love so much," he teased, stroking my cheek with the pad of his thumb. I couldn't NOT grin, and he chuckled. "C'mere."
I leaned up against him, and he wrapped me in his arms, asking if I felt better.
"I do for sure, knowing that you aren't in danger of being put in your box, but I still feel horrible for everyone that WAS. If you had seen their faces...it was just awful."
"I'm sorry you saw it...that's like the equivalent of a human seeing a dead body. I guess, anyway," he pulled me a little closer, and I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, wishing the images would go away.
And to think that just yesterday, I was thinking that Elsa and Kris would be starting a family soon...it's amazing how things can change in the blink of an eye. I guess it wasn't a blink for them, but it was for the rest of us. It made me want to cherish every moment with my girls and my husband even more.
A few seconds later, Eugene came hurrying back behind the cutout. "What was--oh. Are you alright?"
I giggled. "Yeahhh...I fell."
He held a hand out, and I took it, standing up and thanking him. He was trying so hard not to smile.
"Oh, stop!" I laughed. "I know it's weird that I still fall out of bed, but that's me. I'm clumsy."
He chuckled. "Nah...I'm just glad to have ya back."
"Alrighty then," I teased, "not sure how you can miss having me back as your wife, but...okay."
He grinned, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling me down onto his lap.
"So...what does my girl want to do today?"
"Hmmmh....as little as possible. I'm still tired from yesterday! Are the girls up yet?"
"Nope. They're tuckered out, too, I guess," he said. He finally let his adorable smile shine through, which told me just how much he'd missed the girls. I leaned my head up against his shoulder, admiring that smile until he laced my hairline with kisses.
We just talked quietly for a little while, until Jordan got up.
And thus started my first day [back] as wife and mom to this awesome guy and adorable little girls! :]
My good mood was severely marred this afternoon when Zelia poked her head over to our side of the table.
"Did you know that the Frozen bunch was being put back in their boxes?"
"What?!" I gasped, standing abruptly. The older girls were taking their 4-o-clock nap, and Eugene was holding Jordan, so all I had was Pascal on my shoulder. I rushed over to talk with my sister.
"Yeah...Tangled Fan just did. Look," she pointed up, and I saw Anna, Elsa, Hans, and Kristoff in their boxes on the bench. They had blank stares on their faces, and I gasped, horrified.
"Wh-why do they look like that?"
"Dolls are alive when they are put in boxes in the warehouse -- Disney makes sure that they do, because it gives them extra character, and kids will want them-- but if they're put back in their box...they're no longer living. They're not dead-dead, but they're just...like that. Frozen in time. When or if they're removed once more, it's like they're starting their life all over again. Merida over there has been taken out of her box and put back in repeatedly for rearranging purposes. It's kind of amusing to play with their heads."
I was horrified....and even more appalled by Zelia's reaction to the repeated removal of Merida.
"That's HORRIBLE, Zelia! How awful of you to say--"
"I was trying to joke. Quit looking like you've seen a ghost!" she huffed.
I shook my head slowly. "I-I feel like I HAVE seen a ghost...they're just ghosts of their formal selves! This is AWFUL!" I sobbed. "A-Anna...did they know? Why? Did anyone tell you why?"
"They told me this morning before she came to put them in their boxes. Anna said that she didn't want you to know until after they were taken care of. She told me to explain everything to you: she and Elsa knew that one day, their joints would grow weaker and weaker until Tangled Fan would have to put them in their boxes -- that's why Merida is in hers. It's a defect in the 2012 articulation; the leg joints are placed incorrectly, and they can't hold up as long as our legs can. They knew it would happen someday, and it's been getting worse...it's kind of like some degenerative illness in humans. She said that's why they wanted to go on a week-long expedition of the house, but she insisted you couldn't go. She knew that their secret would be revealed...anyway, she went on to say that she was a fool for being so horrible to you, and mostly because of the things she'd done before you, you know..had your accident; but at the time, she was bitter with the fact that this would happen someday, and she wouldn't be able to have a family. She said she was happy that she got to see you guys back together again yesterday; that's why everyone stayed for so long...this explains everything. Or, it should. Elsa said that she was sorry she couldn't say goodbye, but it was for the best, and she never liked goodbyes anyway."
I was crying. Everyone was solemn on that side of the table, even Punzie. I dropped to my knees, burying my face in my hands. "I-I...I can't believe this...they're...they're GONE!"
Zelia sat beside me. "Hey. Don't cry. They're not in pain anymore -- and they were in plenty before."
Well, thanks, sister-mine. That makes me feel LOADS better!
I tried to compose myself, and a thought occurred to me. "Wh-...why are Kristoff and Hans in their boxes, too?"
"They didn't want to spend their days looking up to see the blank faces of their wives, so they elected to have the same fate as the girls."
I thought I was going to throw up. "...Oh....did they know it would happen someday?"
"Yes...they were the only ones who did, up until this morning."
I gulped a few deep breaths, which only made me feel sicker. "Oh..." I heard Eugene ask where I'd disappeared to, and stumbled to my feet. "I--I need to go..." Before my sister could say anything else, I was gone.
I rushed over to the other side of the table, and ran headfirst into Eugene, who must've gotten Jordan to sleep.
"What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
I mumbled what had happened to the Frozen bunch, and he shook his head, obviously saddened by it.
We talked about it quietly for a little while, but then the girls woke up, and we put on cheery faces so as to not worry them.
Casey saw something was wrong, though. We had a chat before bedtime, --Eugene said we always had before.
"What's wrong? I know something is. Are you upset about us being here so soon?" Casey asked, rolling her big green eyes up at me.
I cuddled her close. "No, definitely not, baby girl, It's just...still all sinking in for me. Finding out I was married to your daddy and I was the mom to you three sweethearts was a big surprise, albeit a happy one," I said. It WAS true...I was still processing all that, too.
And on top of that all, I had thought of something absolutely terrifying.
Eugene had joint problems because of whatever had happened to him.
What if Tangled Fan put him in his box?? What would happen with the girls? The mere thought terrified me.
Back to Casey, though, she gave me a relieved smile, yawning.
"Ready for bed?" I asked.
"Huh-uh..."
Said the little girl who was having a hard time keeping her eyes from crossing. They had played ALLLLL day long, stopping only to nap at 4.
I shook my head, grinning to myself, but I held her until she fell asleep, which didn't take long. When she had, I put her in bed with Audrey, and watched Eugene carefully spread a blanket over Jordan, who was sleeping already.
When he turned around, I gave him a small smile. "They tuckered themselves out, didn't they?"
"They tuckered ME out, too!" he chuckled. "They're happy to be home and have their momma again...I am, too."
He winked, but I didn't blush or giggle like I normally would. What would I do if he was put back inside that plastic prison?
We went to bed, but I couldn't close my eyes and sleep. Every time I shut my eyes, I saw one of their frozen faces...and that made me worry even more about Eugene.
I squirmed a bit closer to my husband, and he slid his hand up and down my forearm, half asleep.
"Can't sleep?" he asked tiredly. I didn't want to disturb him, but it slipped out.
"I'm scared," I whispered.
Plenty awake now, he cleared his throat and stroked my hair. "Why? The Frozen bunch?"
"Kind of...every time I close my eyes, I see their faces. Oh, Eugene, it was awful...a-and then it scares me because...what if the same happens to us? What would the girls do?"
"You don't have to worry, hon...you didn't come with your original box," he reassured me.
I sat up. "I don't care what happens to me...I'm worried about YOU," I got choked up on the last part.
"Why?"
"Y-your joints! I don't know what we'd do...I don't know what would happen to the girls, and that scares me...and I don't know what I'd do without you..." I trailed off, knowing that if I looked up into those warm brown eyes...see that soft expression of concern on his face...I'd lose it for sure.
But he sat up and tilted my chin up to look me in the eye. "I promise you it won't happen. My joints are different than theirs. Mine only hurt temporarily, and I know how to control it. Theirs is a factory defect. So don't worry about me, okay, sweet girl?"
I took in a deep, shuddering breath, relieved to have been told this. "Okay...just me being silly, as always. How did...how did you fall, anyway? I can't remember."
He stiffened. "That's one thing I'm glad you forgot...I'd prefer to keep it that way..."
What? What on earth had happened??
"What happened? You've peaked my interest, so you HAVE to tell me, now...please?" I coaxed.
He sighed, but he gave in. "We got into a fight with Anna and Kristoff. You were trying to defend Elsa from her sister's rudeness, and it set them both off. Kristoff approached you, and I stepped in front of you. He punched me and knocked me out, and from what you told me, we both fell down off of the dresser. You managed to grab a dresser handle and tried to keep me from falling, but you couldn't, of course, and I fell and messed up my hip joints.".
I put a hand to my mouth. "So it was my fault..I'm so--"
He shook his head. "Don't say it...we went through this six months ago when it actually happened. Okay?"
I sighed, pulling my knees to my chest and sneaking a glance at him. "You've done so much for me, I mean really. I don't know how I can ever repay you,"
He was quiet for a second before grinning, smoothing the hair from my face. "You could...give me that pretty smile of yours that I love so much," he teased, stroking my cheek with the pad of his thumb. I couldn't NOT grin, and he chuckled. "C'mere."
I leaned up against him, and he wrapped me in his arms, asking if I felt better.
"I do for sure, knowing that you aren't in danger of being put in your box, but I still feel horrible for everyone that WAS. If you had seen their faces...it was just awful."
"I'm sorry you saw it...that's like the equivalent of a human seeing a dead body. I guess, anyway," he pulled me a little closer, and I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, wishing the images would go away.
And to think that just yesterday, I was thinking that Elsa and Kris would be starting a family soon...it's amazing how things can change in the blink of an eye. I guess it wasn't a blink for them, but it was for the rest of us. It made me want to cherish every moment with my girls and my husband even more.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
The Renewal of Our Vows [=
The morning that we would renew our wedding vows dawned...muggy and cloudy with a chance of storms. The window was open in the bedroom, but there was hardly any breeze going.
Tangled Fan had planned most of this ceremony for us, which was nice...but at the same time, I was slightly terrified to see what she'd thought up.
Everyone was up bright and early -- the ceremony...or whatever you'd call it...started at 9 AM--and I guess nobody thought about getting me up, because I woke up at eight. EIGHT!!! Nobody else was on the table. The night before, Belle had told me that she would leave her dress on the other side of the table (we were having the ceremony on Eugene's side of the table. It was closer to the window, and it just worked out well.) and so I grabbed my brush and slipped over to see if she had. Eugene was gone, even though the table had not been prepped yet, and so I slid around to behind the cutout and hurriedly undressed. I needed to get ready, and FAST!
I took Belle's poufy dress and promptly got to work, worming my way into it. As I was trying to squeeze into it, I heard clomping footsteps coming towards the cutout.
Eugene.
Oh no.
"Don't come behind the cutout, I'm getting dressed!" I called.
"Okay," he called back.
I squeezed into the dress hurriedly, and started trying to get the Velcro fastened --that's always fun. Unfortunately, I couldn't reach to squeeze the tight bodice shut 100%.
Ohh, great...
I grunted, sucking in a breath as I tried to shut the Velcro at the middle of my back.
"You okay back there?"
"Y-yeahh...well...actually...can you come back here, please? I can't...reach the Velcro."
"Okaayy," he cleared his throat, and within a few seconds, he was behind the cutout as well. He yanked and tugged at the bodice edges until he got them fastened together. "There you go."
I sighed. "Thank you...you're awesome."
He laughed, and I quickly tried something new with my hair--pulling it around in a braid. It makes more sense when you see the pictures...I can't explain it. Anyway, Eugene watched while I did so, and the second I was done, he reached to turn me around to face him. His warm eyes flicked over me from head to toe, a small smile creeping up on his face. He led me out from behind the cutout before allowing his grin to blossom into a toothy smile. "You look great!"
"Mmh...I don't really think this dress is good on me, though. The color...it's the same as my hair, almost. And--OH, do you know where everyone else is? I need to help them with stuff, if there's anything to do! What time is it?!"
"Okay...let's see. First off, I was instructed to keep you from doing any prep work. I'm about to get this place ready, but that'll just take a few minutes. And FYI, you are beautiful. I mean, you always are,
but...anyway. And yeah, it's the same color as your hair, but it brings out your pretty green eyes...and the freckles on your nose." he reached to kiss the tip of said nose, and then gave me a mushy sort of smile. "Oh, and Tangled Fan is bringing the girls in a little bit...sorry I didn't tell you till now, but I just asked her to last night. I figured you'd be asleep, so I didn't want to wake you up."
Well. THAT was a bit of a surprise!
"Hmmh...I probably look awful. But--Wait. The girls are coming?!" I gasped. "But--but what if...I didn't have time to re-read the posts about them--" he put a finger to my lips and shook his head, chuckling.
"You look great. Looks don't matter to me, anyway...it's the fact that after this morning, you'll officially be my girl again. And the girls understand about what happened, so it's no big problem. If you need to ask me about something, don't hesitate, okay? Love you."
I almost melted at that! He bent to steal a quick kiss..and then the door opened.
Tangled Fan bustled in.
Eugene pulled away quickly, and I put a hand to my stomach in surprise.
Tangled Fan held her hand out to us, and in that hand were three ADORABLE little girls.
Casey, Audrey, and Jordan! My heart squeezed just at the sight of them, and I could hardly contain my excitement!
She left them with us and then gave us some alone time together before we started the ceremony in half an hour.
The girl with green eyes -- Casey -- just stared at me, wide-eyed, until I knelt in front of her, holding my arms out. I could remember that she was shy, so I wanted to give her space if she needed it.
She didn't need it.
The poor girl didn't waste any time throwing herself into my arms, and she buried her face in my neck. I cuddled her close, standing up to see Audrey and Jordan. Audrey was clinging to Eugene, but when I offered my other arm to her, she promptly reached over to get a hug from me. Jordan was fussy, but quickly calmed down when Eugene started humming some sweet little song. Nobody said anything at first, we just held the girls tight. Casey was the first to speak up.
"I love you...I missed you so much, Mommy," she looked up with those big green eyes, and my heart squeezed. I told her I loved her, too...and Audrey as well...and I wasn't lying. In the few seconds that I had met them -- well...seen them again, I guess--I fell in love with the three of them. They were so sweet, and adorable, and...wow. When Audrey agreed with Casey, the tears I had fought when Casey told me came out full force.
When Audrey came over to hug me again, Eugene shifted Jordan to his other arm so he could rub my back, noticing that I was on the verge of having a good cry. Crying from happiness, mind you.
Once I had gained composure, I sat down with the three of them by myself as Eugene prepped the place for the ceremony. The two older girls just could hardly contain their excitement, and I guess it was contagious, because Jordan started doing this adorable little belly laugh that made all of us start laughing. It was an amazing way to calm down before the ceremony, but by the time 9 o' clock rolled around, I didn't want to leave the girls long enough to actually participate in the renewal of our vows! xD
Eugene had left the boxes tilted over, so the attendants could sit down. EVERYONE came, so every bit of the sitting space was used. Even Punzie came, saying she wanted to make sure I was gone for SURE this time. Belle and Zelia practically had to pry the girls away from me, but once they had, they held them there. Kristoff was performing the ceremony, and he looked terrified.
I snagged Belle and thanked her for letting me use her dress, adding that she looked beautiful in the pink gown she'd donned. She thanked me, saying that she liked it -- despite the fact that the bodice was much too loose in some spots...and then she waved me off, telling me to go as she gestured towards my husband. I hadn't realized that the guys were waiting, so I sprinted (and almost tripped) to go stand with Eugene.
As soon as I did, the piano part of this beautiful little song came on. I looked up in surprise, and Tangled Fan was beside her laptop. That was when the tears sprang into my eyes...this was just so perfect.
The second I looked at Eugene, he flashed that special grin of his and took my hands in his. Our eyes met, and I don't think either of us looked away for the majority of the whole entire thing.
Kristoff mumbled the explanation of why we were here today, and I could tell he was soo embarrassed to be in front of people :D I'm thankful he did it, though.
We didn't tie the ribbon, like you do when you get married...we just exchanged vows.
My guy went first. He gave me an embarrassed little grin, shifting from foot to foot a couple of times. "R-Rapunzel..."
"Eugene..." I mimicked, trying to get him to feel less shy, and he burst out laughing.
Once he stopped, he smiled and squeezed my hands, silently thanking me. "Hmm...well...I don't really know what to say. There's so much I want to tell you, but I can't really put everything into words...you know how I am with words. Well, let's just say...I love you. I love you to the moon and back, and I can't even tell you how excited I am to have you back as my wife. It was a long couple of months, and I, um...a couple of times, I thought I was going to lose you. Spent more than a few nights not sleeping over that...and a couple more when I just couldn't stop thinking about you. You drive me crazy, girl...seriously. I promise I'll love you until the last day of my plastic life. And if I ever argue with you about something--"
"Slap him in the face! Or better yet, lemme at him!" Zelia piped up, and I looked over to see she was crying. I laughed when I saw Eugene's mock-terrified face. That's about when everyone else in the place lost it laughing.
"Please don't. Keep me away from her, please! YOU can slap my face all you want, but don't let her near me," he pretended to whimper fearfully, and at that point, I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. It was quite the change, because I'd been crying over his sweet little speech up until that point. I waited until I regained my composure, and then I dove into my little speech--which was nothing compared to his. I had had this great little speech planned, but in the midst of all this...I forgot it.
"Well...gosh, I...I don't know what to say, either. I planned this speech all out, and standing here...I just--I forgot it. I blame it on you, because I got sidetracked by you." he chuckled, and I continued. "Um...I'm just eternally thankful I met you. I'm thankful I met you when I met you the first time, and I'm glad you stuck with me, even after I forgot everything. I'm sooo thankful for you. You've helped me through so many things, and you're my very best friend. I care about you so, so much, and I don't think I'll ever stop. And I can't wait to start--" I froze as I messed that up. I wasn't STARTING my life with him....I was resuming it. I gave him a slightly horrified look, and he gave my hands a squeeze of reassurance before whispering 'it's okay'. "I can't wait to CONTINUE, rather, my life with you. You and those adorable girls over there...I'm so thankful for all of you." I looked over towards the girls, and Audrey and Casey grinned. "And...that's about it, I guess? And yes. I will take you up on that offer to swat you if you're arguing with me. But I doubt I'll have many chances to do so...at least, I hope not."
He laughed, and Kristoff finished up the ceremony. When Kris said that we could kiss, moving from his spot beside us, Eugene glanced over towards the girls, a teasing look on his face.
"You know, Rapunzel...we always had this rule that we could never kiss in front of the girls...I guess the renewal of our vows is cancelled, then--"
Audrey took the bait, while Casey seemed to know what was up. She jumped up out of Zelia's lap and gave her daddy a horrified look. "No, it ISN'T! You kiss Momma, right now...I can't wait one more minute to have my mommy back!"
We all laughed at her prompt and demanding response, and while I was laughing, Eugene gave me an impish grin.
"Well, we can't let the little lady wait, now can we...?" before suddenly tipping me backwards and kissing me. It only lasted a second because we were both laughing, and when he tipped me upright again, I gave him a teasing swat on the arm. We turned around, and before we could even move a step, the two oldest girls threw themselves at us :D
Tangled Fan had a whole party planned, apparently.
As soon as that little song had finished its' final round, she turned on some other music and snagged her camera. Oh boy.
"I thought you guys could have a little party. Music, dancing, talking...whatever you please. I'll stay outta the way, but I do want to get some pictures," she told us, and I nodded.
And thus, the party started. It was just a flurry of craziness and fun. We talked with everyone, and between the two of us, we juggled the three girls until the two oldest had had enough and wanted down to play some.
I was surprised to see Zelia talking to Anna....and there was no bloodshed or yelling!
And I'm pretty sure that kids are in the future of Elsa and Kristoff...since they stood watching the girls play for a good while. When Jordan fell asleep, Eugene finally convinced me to let her sleep on the floor behind the cutout...which was no easy task. I wanted to hold her forever =D
Speaking of Eugene...oh, goodness. He stuck by my side like GLUE the whole entire time, and the only time he left me was to go play with the girls.
We all decided to dance for awhile -- we tried to refrain from too many slow or couple dances, so everyone could dance. I've never seen my sister dance....let's just say that she did not have a great teacher, and I know for sure now that she is my sister. I think once, she tripped and about knocked Elsa down xD
For one of the couples' dances, Ray grabbed my sister and danced with her. I'm pretty sure she was shocked...as were the rest of us.
As soon as I saw what was happening, I raced over to Eugene (I had been standing by myself with Jordan, while he talked with Casey and Audrey after they called him over for something) and tapped his shoulder. He glanced away from the girls. "What?"
"Zelia. Ray. Look!" I hissed, trying to gesture vaguely. Kristoff noticed, too, and I could see his eyes widen from here!
Eugene choked, which he quickly attempted to cover up by coughing. "Wow. Um...didn't see that coming." We stared at the both of them, and even saw Zelia smile up at him.
WHOA.
When the song ended, she left his arms and he gave a little bow...and then she turned away. Towards us.
CRUMBS!
I quickly averted my attention back to Jordan, but poor Eugene was frozen in surprise...his mouth was hanging open. I elbowed him, and he snapped his mouth shut hard enough to clack his teeth together, hard. He grimaced, cleared his throat, and quickly turned away, back to the girls.
A good while after that, Jordan went to sleep again, so I took her back behind the cutout to sleep.
I was just starting to feel a little overwhelmed with all of the noise and everything, and it was a bit loud, (I have no idea how Jordan slept!) so when I took her back, I leaned up against the cardboard, watching her sleep.
After a few minutes, Eugene crept back, grinning.
"She asleep?"
"Mmhmm," I nodded, and he reached to slip his arms around my waist.
"So, are you enjoying yourself? You looked kinda overwhelmed." he whispered.
"Yeah, I'm having fun...it's just that all the dolls and the chatter and everything started getting to me. I'm okay...plus, I wanted to check up on little Miss Cutie," I gave him a reassuring smile, and he gave me a quick hug.
"Okay, m'lady. Just wanted to make sure," he gave me that special grin of his before bending to give me a quick, gentle kiss.
As we were kissing, we both heard a little giggle. I quickly pulled away from him to see...none other than Casey and Audrey, peeking in at us. And then ZELIA poked her head out!
The trio gasped and ducked back away from the cutout, and Eugene looked at me, an impish gleam coming into his eyes.
"I say we get them." he tried to keep a straight face, but the excitement and happiness in his eyes were clear.
"Mmmhmmm," I giggled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out from behind the cutout, where we promptly chased down the girls and engaged in tickling the both of them until they laughed so hard no sound came out. I was laughing fairly hard as well :D When that was taken care of, Eugene risked sneaking up behind Zelia to tickle her sides, and I'm pretty sure he got a few good smacks on the hands...no, I'm POSITIVE he did! :D
About an hour after that, Anna wandered up to me, rubbing her arm awkwardly.
"Um...can I talk to you for a-a minute? Alone?"
I nodded, wondering what on earth she was going to tell me. Eugene nodded and quickly left, but he kept an eye on us.
"I'm sorry for being such a jerk. I was so senseless, and...I'm sorry for everything I've put you and your family through; it won't happen again." When she said it wouldn't happen again, a strange expression crossed her face.
"It's fine -- I haven't been mad at you," I reassured her with a smile. I was a little on edge--c'mon, who wouldn't be? --but I kept a smile on my face. "Thank you for coming today!"
She nodded. "Thanks for having us." we stood awkwardly, looking around, but then she reached to give me a quick hug...and just like that, she left.
After that, Tangled Fan gathered everyone up to take some pictures. Seems like Aunty Z missed the girls quite a bit as well...the girls got a picture (I don't have it, though, unfortunately...) with Zelia, and she wouldn't let me have Jordan back afterwards! She literally gave me a shove and told me to 'enjoy the day while she enjoyed her adorable niece'. :P
Yup. My wonderful sis pulled a 'bunny ears' on me...and I didn't notice until Tangled Fan showed this one to me.
And of course, I LOVE how this turned out (:
When the crowd finally dispersed to the other side of the table, we persuaded Tangled Fan to leave the girls here. It took a little bit of convincing, because she thought I would want a day or two to settle back into my role as wife before I resumed my role as mother, but she did give in. (:
It was about 11:30 PM, and I quite frankly have no clue how everyone talked and danced and just hung out for so long...yikes. I know one thing was for sure...I was beyond exhausted. I helped to put the girls to bed, and settled down on the wicker chair to get Jordan to fall asleep after that.
When she was asleep--which didn't take more than a couple of minutes -- Eugene came over and stood in front of us.
"Hmm....I missed that sight. She asleep?"
"Mmhmm," I nodded, kissing the top of her head before I allowed him to take her. I wandered back behind the cutout to change into my nightie and brush my hair, and Eugene made sure Jordan was going to stay asleep in her bed while I did that.
When I was making our own bed--which had been set upright for the day--, Eugene asked if I was decent. I said I was, and within a few seconds, I felt him slide his arms around my waist from behind.
I tossed the blanket back on the bed before I turned to look at him. "What?"
"Love ya," he winked before kissing the tip of my nose.
I grinned before collapsing dramatically against him. "I didn't realize how tiring a party could possibly be.."
He laughed. "Yeah...I didn't think they'd stick around that long. I guess they enjoyed themselves,"
I nodded, pulling away from his arms so we could go to bed. I don't think I've ever been so happy to go to bed in my life...I was so tired! I started to pull the covers up and smooth them over the both of us, but then I noticed him staring at me in an odd way. "What? Did I...did I do something--"
"No-no-no-no, no...you're fine. It's just that you used to do that before, too," he gave me a reassuring smile, and I pressed my edge of the blanket up against my chest, thinking about that.
"Really? I just...I just wish I could remember everything!" I stared down at the blanket, trying to concentrate to see if I could remember something more. Nah...it just made me yawn.
"Hey...c'mere," he broke my thoughts, so I let myself tip over backwards. He put both his arms around me and pulled me as snug to him as possible, sighing contentedly.
"You have no idea how happy I am to have you back, sweet girl of..."
I missed the rest of what he said, because I fell asleep.
Tangled Fan had planned most of this ceremony for us, which was nice...but at the same time, I was slightly terrified to see what she'd thought up.
Everyone was up bright and early -- the ceremony...or whatever you'd call it...started at 9 AM--and I guess nobody thought about getting me up, because I woke up at eight. EIGHT!!! Nobody else was on the table. The night before, Belle had told me that she would leave her dress on the other side of the table (we were having the ceremony on Eugene's side of the table. It was closer to the window, and it just worked out well.) and so I grabbed my brush and slipped over to see if she had. Eugene was gone, even though the table had not been prepped yet, and so I slid around to behind the cutout and hurriedly undressed. I needed to get ready, and FAST!
I took Belle's poufy dress and promptly got to work, worming my way into it. As I was trying to squeeze into it, I heard clomping footsteps coming towards the cutout.
Eugene.
Oh no.
"Don't come behind the cutout, I'm getting dressed!" I called.
"Okay," he called back.
I squeezed into the dress hurriedly, and started trying to get the Velcro fastened --that's always fun. Unfortunately, I couldn't reach to squeeze the tight bodice shut 100%.
Ohh, great...
I grunted, sucking in a breath as I tried to shut the Velcro at the middle of my back.
"You okay back there?"
"Y-yeahh...well...actually...can you come back here, please? I can't...reach the Velcro."
"Okaayy," he cleared his throat, and within a few seconds, he was behind the cutout as well. He yanked and tugged at the bodice edges until he got them fastened together. "There you go."
I sighed. "Thank you...you're awesome."
He laughed, and I quickly tried something new with my hair--pulling it around in a braid. It makes more sense when you see the pictures...I can't explain it. Anyway, Eugene watched while I did so, and the second I was done, he reached to turn me around to face him. His warm eyes flicked over me from head to toe, a small smile creeping up on his face. He led me out from behind the cutout before allowing his grin to blossom into a toothy smile. "You look great!"
"Mmh...I don't really think this dress is good on me, though. The color...it's the same as my hair, almost. And--OH, do you know where everyone else is? I need to help them with stuff, if there's anything to do! What time is it?!"
"Okay...let's see. First off, I was instructed to keep you from doing any prep work. I'm about to get this place ready, but that'll just take a few minutes. And FYI, you are beautiful. I mean, you always are,
but...anyway. And yeah, it's the same color as your hair, but it brings out your pretty green eyes...and the freckles on your nose." he reached to kiss the tip of said nose, and then gave me a mushy sort of smile. "Oh, and Tangled Fan is bringing the girls in a little bit...sorry I didn't tell you till now, but I just asked her to last night. I figured you'd be asleep, so I didn't want to wake you up."
Well. THAT was a bit of a surprise!
"Hmmh...I probably look awful. But--Wait. The girls are coming?!" I gasped. "But--but what if...I didn't have time to re-read the posts about them--" he put a finger to my lips and shook his head, chuckling.
"You look great. Looks don't matter to me, anyway...it's the fact that after this morning, you'll officially be my girl again. And the girls understand about what happened, so it's no big problem. If you need to ask me about something, don't hesitate, okay? Love you."
I almost melted at that! He bent to steal a quick kiss..and then the door opened.
Eugene pulled away quickly, and I put a hand to my stomach in surprise.
Tangled Fan held her hand out to us, and in that hand were three ADORABLE little girls.
Casey, Audrey, and Jordan! My heart squeezed just at the sight of them, and I could hardly contain my excitement!
She left them with us and then gave us some alone time together before we started the ceremony in half an hour.
The girl with green eyes -- Casey -- just stared at me, wide-eyed, until I knelt in front of her, holding my arms out. I could remember that she was shy, so I wanted to give her space if she needed it.
She didn't need it.
"I love you...I missed you so much, Mommy," she looked up with those big green eyes, and my heart squeezed. I told her I loved her, too...and Audrey as well...and I wasn't lying. In the few seconds that I had met them -- well...seen them again, I guess--I fell in love with the three of them. They were so sweet, and adorable, and...wow. When Audrey agreed with Casey, the tears I had fought when Casey told me came out full force.
When Audrey came over to hug me again, Eugene shifted Jordan to his other arm so he could rub my back, noticing that I was on the verge of having a good cry. Crying from happiness, mind you.
Once I had gained composure, I sat down with the three of them by myself as Eugene prepped the place for the ceremony. The two older girls just could hardly contain their excitement, and I guess it was contagious, because Jordan started doing this adorable little belly laugh that made all of us start laughing. It was an amazing way to calm down before the ceremony, but by the time 9 o' clock rolled around, I didn't want to leave the girls long enough to actually participate in the renewal of our vows! xD
Eugene had left the boxes tilted over, so the attendants could sit down. EVERYONE came, so every bit of the sitting space was used. Even Punzie came, saying she wanted to make sure I was gone for SURE this time. Belle and Zelia practically had to pry the girls away from me, but once they had, they held them there. Kristoff was performing the ceremony, and he looked terrified.
I snagged Belle and thanked her for letting me use her dress, adding that she looked beautiful in the pink gown she'd donned. She thanked me, saying that she liked it -- despite the fact that the bodice was much too loose in some spots...and then she waved me off, telling me to go as she gestured towards my husband. I hadn't realized that the guys were waiting, so I sprinted (and almost tripped) to go stand with Eugene.
As soon as I did, the piano part of this beautiful little song came on. I looked up in surprise, and Tangled Fan was beside her laptop. That was when the tears sprang into my eyes...this was just so perfect.
The second I looked at Eugene, he flashed that special grin of his and took my hands in his. Our eyes met, and I don't think either of us looked away for the majority of the whole entire thing.
Kristoff mumbled the explanation of why we were here today, and I could tell he was soo embarrassed to be in front of people :D I'm thankful he did it, though.
We didn't tie the ribbon, like you do when you get married...we just exchanged vows.
My guy went first. He gave me an embarrassed little grin, shifting from foot to foot a couple of times. "R-Rapunzel..."
"Eugene..." I mimicked, trying to get him to feel less shy, and he burst out laughing.
Once he stopped, he smiled and squeezed my hands, silently thanking me. "Hmm...well...I don't really know what to say. There's so much I want to tell you, but I can't really put everything into words...you know how I am with words. Well, let's just say...I love you. I love you to the moon and back, and I can't even tell you how excited I am to have you back as my wife. It was a long couple of months, and I, um...a couple of times, I thought I was going to lose you. Spent more than a few nights not sleeping over that...and a couple more when I just couldn't stop thinking about you. You drive me crazy, girl...seriously. I promise I'll love you until the last day of my plastic life. And if I ever argue with you about something--"
"Slap him in the face! Or better yet, lemme at him!" Zelia piped up, and I looked over to see she was crying. I laughed when I saw Eugene's mock-terrified face. That's about when everyone else in the place lost it laughing.
"Please don't. Keep me away from her, please! YOU can slap my face all you want, but don't let her near me," he pretended to whimper fearfully, and at that point, I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. It was quite the change, because I'd been crying over his sweet little speech up until that point. I waited until I regained my composure, and then I dove into my little speech--which was nothing compared to his. I had had this great little speech planned, but in the midst of all this...I forgot it.
"Well...gosh, I...I don't know what to say, either. I planned this speech all out, and standing here...I just--I forgot it. I blame it on you, because I got sidetracked by you." he chuckled, and I continued. "Um...I'm just eternally thankful I met you. I'm thankful I met you when I met you the first time, and I'm glad you stuck with me, even after I forgot everything. I'm sooo thankful for you. You've helped me through so many things, and you're my very best friend. I care about you so, so much, and I don't think I'll ever stop. And I can't wait to start--" I froze as I messed that up. I wasn't STARTING my life with him....I was resuming it. I gave him a slightly horrified look, and he gave my hands a squeeze of reassurance before whispering 'it's okay'. "I can't wait to CONTINUE, rather, my life with you. You and those adorable girls over there...I'm so thankful for all of you." I looked over towards the girls, and Audrey and Casey grinned. "And...that's about it, I guess? And yes. I will take you up on that offer to swat you if you're arguing with me. But I doubt I'll have many chances to do so...at least, I hope not."
He laughed, and Kristoff finished up the ceremony. When Kris said that we could kiss, moving from his spot beside us, Eugene glanced over towards the girls, a teasing look on his face.
"You know, Rapunzel...we always had this rule that we could never kiss in front of the girls...I guess the renewal of our vows is cancelled, then--"
Audrey took the bait, while Casey seemed to know what was up. She jumped up out of Zelia's lap and gave her daddy a horrified look. "No, it ISN'T! You kiss Momma, right now...I can't wait one more minute to have my mommy back!"
We all laughed at her prompt and demanding response, and while I was laughing, Eugene gave me an impish grin.
Tangled Fan had a whole party planned, apparently.
As soon as that little song had finished its' final round, she turned on some other music and snagged her camera. Oh boy.
"I thought you guys could have a little party. Music, dancing, talking...whatever you please. I'll stay outta the way, but I do want to get some pictures," she told us, and I nodded.
And thus, the party started. It was just a flurry of craziness and fun. We talked with everyone, and between the two of us, we juggled the three girls until the two oldest had had enough and wanted down to play some.
I was surprised to see Zelia talking to Anna....and there was no bloodshed or yelling!
And I'm pretty sure that kids are in the future of Elsa and Kristoff...since they stood watching the girls play for a good while. When Jordan fell asleep, Eugene finally convinced me to let her sleep on the floor behind the cutout...which was no easy task. I wanted to hold her forever =D
Speaking of Eugene...oh, goodness. He stuck by my side like GLUE the whole entire time, and the only time he left me was to go play with the girls.
We all decided to dance for awhile -- we tried to refrain from too many slow or couple dances, so everyone could dance. I've never seen my sister dance....let's just say that she did not have a great teacher, and I know for sure now that she is my sister. I think once, she tripped and about knocked Elsa down xD
For one of the couples' dances, Ray grabbed my sister and danced with her. I'm pretty sure she was shocked...as were the rest of us.
As soon as I saw what was happening, I raced over to Eugene (I had been standing by myself with Jordan, while he talked with Casey and Audrey after they called him over for something) and tapped his shoulder. He glanced away from the girls. "What?"
"Zelia. Ray. Look!" I hissed, trying to gesture vaguely. Kristoff noticed, too, and I could see his eyes widen from here!
Eugene choked, which he quickly attempted to cover up by coughing. "Wow. Um...didn't see that coming." We stared at the both of them, and even saw Zelia smile up at him.
WHOA.
When the song ended, she left his arms and he gave a little bow...and then she turned away. Towards us.
CRUMBS!
I quickly averted my attention back to Jordan, but poor Eugene was frozen in surprise...his mouth was hanging open. I elbowed him, and he snapped his mouth shut hard enough to clack his teeth together, hard. He grimaced, cleared his throat, and quickly turned away, back to the girls.
A good while after that, Jordan went to sleep again, so I took her back behind the cutout to sleep.
I was just starting to feel a little overwhelmed with all of the noise and everything, and it was a bit loud, (I have no idea how Jordan slept!) so when I took her back, I leaned up against the cardboard, watching her sleep.
After a few minutes, Eugene crept back, grinning.
"She asleep?"
"Mmhmm," I nodded, and he reached to slip his arms around my waist.
"So, are you enjoying yourself? You looked kinda overwhelmed." he whispered.
"Yeah, I'm having fun...it's just that all the dolls and the chatter and everything started getting to me. I'm okay...plus, I wanted to check up on little Miss Cutie," I gave him a reassuring smile, and he gave me a quick hug.
"Okay, m'lady. Just wanted to make sure," he gave me that special grin of his before bending to give me a quick, gentle kiss.
As we were kissing, we both heard a little giggle. I quickly pulled away from him to see...none other than Casey and Audrey, peeking in at us. And then ZELIA poked her head out!
The trio gasped and ducked back away from the cutout, and Eugene looked at me, an impish gleam coming into his eyes.
"I say we get them." he tried to keep a straight face, but the excitement and happiness in his eyes were clear.
"Mmmhmmm," I giggled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out from behind the cutout, where we promptly chased down the girls and engaged in tickling the both of them until they laughed so hard no sound came out. I was laughing fairly hard as well :D When that was taken care of, Eugene risked sneaking up behind Zelia to tickle her sides, and I'm pretty sure he got a few good smacks on the hands...no, I'm POSITIVE he did! :D
About an hour after that, Anna wandered up to me, rubbing her arm awkwardly.
"Um...can I talk to you for a-a minute? Alone?"
I nodded, wondering what on earth she was going to tell me. Eugene nodded and quickly left, but he kept an eye on us.
"I'm sorry for being such a jerk. I was so senseless, and...I'm sorry for everything I've put you and your family through; it won't happen again." When she said it wouldn't happen again, a strange expression crossed her face.
"It's fine -- I haven't been mad at you," I reassured her with a smile. I was a little on edge--c'mon, who wouldn't be? --but I kept a smile on my face. "Thank you for coming today!"
She nodded. "Thanks for having us." we stood awkwardly, looking around, but then she reached to give me a quick hug...and just like that, she left.
After that, Tangled Fan gathered everyone up to take some pictures. Seems like Aunty Z missed the girls quite a bit as well...the girls got a picture (I don't have it, though, unfortunately...) with Zelia, and she wouldn't let me have Jordan back afterwards! She literally gave me a shove and told me to 'enjoy the day while she enjoyed her adorable niece'. :P
Yup. My wonderful sis pulled a 'bunny ears' on me...and I didn't notice until Tangled Fan showed this one to me.
And of course, I LOVE how this turned out (:
When the crowd finally dispersed to the other side of the table, we persuaded Tangled Fan to leave the girls here. It took a little bit of convincing, because she thought I would want a day or two to settle back into my role as wife before I resumed my role as mother, but she did give in. (:
It was about 11:30 PM, and I quite frankly have no clue how everyone talked and danced and just hung out for so long...yikes. I know one thing was for sure...I was beyond exhausted. I helped to put the girls to bed, and settled down on the wicker chair to get Jordan to fall asleep after that.
When she was asleep--which didn't take more than a couple of minutes -- Eugene came over and stood in front of us.
"Hmm....I missed that sight. She asleep?"
"Mmhmm," I nodded, kissing the top of her head before I allowed him to take her. I wandered back behind the cutout to change into my nightie and brush my hair, and Eugene made sure Jordan was going to stay asleep in her bed while I did that.
When I was making our own bed--which had been set upright for the day--, Eugene asked if I was decent. I said I was, and within a few seconds, I felt him slide his arms around my waist from behind.
I tossed the blanket back on the bed before I turned to look at him. "What?"
"Love ya," he winked before kissing the tip of my nose.
I grinned before collapsing dramatically against him. "I didn't realize how tiring a party could possibly be.."
He laughed. "Yeah...I didn't think they'd stick around that long. I guess they enjoyed themselves,"
I nodded, pulling away from his arms so we could go to bed. I don't think I've ever been so happy to go to bed in my life...I was so tired! I started to pull the covers up and smooth them over the both of us, but then I noticed him staring at me in an odd way. "What? Did I...did I do something--"
"No-no-no-no, no...you're fine. It's just that you used to do that before, too," he gave me a reassuring smile, and I pressed my edge of the blanket up against my chest, thinking about that.
"Really? I just...I just wish I could remember everything!" I stared down at the blanket, trying to concentrate to see if I could remember something more. Nah...it just made me yawn.
"Hey...c'mere," he broke my thoughts, so I let myself tip over backwards. He put both his arms around me and pulled me as snug to him as possible, sighing contentedly.
"You have no idea how happy I am to have you back, sweet girl of..."
I missed the rest of what he said, because I fell asleep.
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Curiosity Killed the Cat
~Rapunzel
This is going to be my last time posting on here. In HIS favor, I'll write everything down about the whole day...apologies if I get a bit cynical, but when you get to the end, you will understand why. I don't even know why I'm typing this!
Yesterday, EVERYONE else started off for a week-long trip exploring the house. Of course, I wasn't invited, because Anna and Punzie were going along. Big surprise there, right?
So today, Eugene was gone for most of the day. To keep myself busy, I sung and danced by myself. I had a question for him about the blog, so I just couldn't WAIT for him to get back.
When he did, I promptly hurried over to his side of the table.
"Hey!" I said excitedly. Ahh, gotta love the feeling of excitement you get when you see someone you love, right?
"Hey, yourself," he gave me that smile of his -- the one that made my stomach erupt in butterflies. Then, he pulled a small stem of slightly wilted flowers from behind his back. "Tangled Fan got a bunch of little flowers so I could give them to you and the girls. They're, ah...kinda wilted up, but-"
I was so excited. I was soo, so happy. "Oh my gosh, Eugene! Thank you so much!"
With a chuckle, he handed them to me. I wasted no time, going ahead to bury my face in them and take a deep whiff. I'd never smelled flowers before! I'd never been given flowers before, either.
"So, how was your day?" he asked.
Before I left, I made sure to snag the flowers -- of course. He gave me the usual hug, kiss on the cheek, and 'I love you, see you later', and I did the same.
"Y-you...you could've told me." I gave him a firm shove right off the bat, knocking him right back away from me.
"What?" He gave me a slightly terrified and confused look.
"THIS. What the heck is all this?!" I shoved the tablet at him and flicked through several pictures he, or his WIFE, rather, had on "our" blog.
He stammered around terribly for a few minutes, and I could feel my eyes watering as I waited for a response. My stomach was twisted in knots, and I wanted to be furious at him, but suddenly, all I could feel was sorrow. For so long...so long...he had led me to believe he loved me, and it turns out it was unrequited affection once more. Why? When he just answered me with an 'it's complicated...sit down for a minute', I just gave up. I should've known better to have hoped he truly cared for me! I'd just gotten played...just like last time. But wait...I still wanted answers.
"Well, where's she at...that girl? It looks like you have a THING for the 2010 model. And what about--what about all your kids? Nice to know you were visiting your CHILDREN, not orphans like you told me you were." I glared, oozing sarcasm. "I ought to warn your WIFE about what's been going on! She should at least have fair warning to know something like this could happen again! And why hasn't she been posting? Or HAS she, and I just didn't notice because of your stupid little 'no reading' rule?"
"She's...well...the kids were taken away. And she is standing right in front of me." he gave me a serious look.
Was the doll delusional?
"What, then...are you, like...are you mad?!" I barked.
"No, I'm not mad--"
"Mad as in crazy in the head." Stupid...!
"No. I'm not that, either. I --"
"I don't want to hear any more excuses!" I put my hand up, hauling the tablet along with me as I turned to leave. "I'm done. I'm sick of MEN!" I gave the tablet a firm shove to the other side of the table.
"Wait...you don't understand. Let me explain-" he succeeded in grabbing my arm.
"Did you not just hear me?" I was mad at myself for the tears that were spilling down my cheeks. "Let me go!"
"Please...just listen for..f-for five minutes, Rapunzel--"
"NO! Let me go, you sick, twisted...freak! I can't believe you....!" I cried. I managed to yank away from him, and I almost fell down. I managed to stay on my feet, though, and I quickly stumbled back on the other side of the table. My side. I'd never cross to the other side of that table again. I was finished. I was finished with relationships, and liars, and men who used you and made you think they loved you, and...I'm done with LOVE. Finished.
Why must I be so naive....?
I went to my corner, where I'd left Pascal, and sat down. Nobody was there, of course. Part of me was glad nobody was there to see me like this, but part of me wanted Zelia or Belle. But they might not even care...Why WOULD anyone care, anyway? It's ME. I'm stupid, and I'm worthless, and...why can't I be smart for once??
I can honestly say that this is worse, though. Looking back, I should have seen it coming with Flynn. But Eugene had been so sweet with me, and had told me nearly every day that he loved me. Why?? Didn't he think I had been through enough the first time??! And yet, my stupid heart kept squeezing every time I thought about him. Why did it? Some small voice kept telling me that he hadn't used me, and I wished it would shut up! I was too shocked to even cry, but if I COULD cry, I would probably feel better. I felt like I was going to throw up.
This is going to be my last time posting on here. In HIS favor, I'll write everything down about the whole day...apologies if I get a bit cynical, but when you get to the end, you will understand why. I don't even know why I'm typing this!
Yesterday, EVERYONE else started off for a week-long trip exploring the house. Of course, I wasn't invited, because Anna and Punzie were going along. Big surprise there, right?
So today, Eugene was gone for most of the day. To keep myself busy, I sung and danced by myself. I had a question for him about the blog, so I just couldn't WAIT for him to get back.
When he did, I promptly hurried over to his side of the table.
"Hey!" I said excitedly. Ahh, gotta love the feeling of excitement you get when you see someone you love, right?
"Hey, yourself," he gave me that smile of his -- the one that made my stomach erupt in butterflies. Then, he pulled a small stem of slightly wilted flowers from behind his back. "Tangled Fan got a bunch of little flowers so I could give them to you and the girls. They're, ah...kinda wilted up, but-"
I was so excited. I was soo, so happy. "Oh my gosh, Eugene! Thank you so much!"
With a chuckle, he handed them to me. I wasted no time, going ahead to bury my face in them and take a deep whiff. I'd never smelled flowers before! I'd never been given flowers before, either.
"Mmm...they smell soo sweet! Thank you so, so much!" I looked up at him and grinned, and he laughed.
"You have some yellow gunk on your nose," he told me before he dabbed it off himself. After he wiped his fingers on his pants, he pulled me close and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.
"You have some yellow gunk on your nose," he told me before he dabbed it off himself. After he wiped his fingers on his pants, he pulled me close and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.
"So, how was your day?" he asked.
I moved away so I could set the flowers down in a safe place, and then I slid back into his arms. For the moment being, I felt so at home and so comfortable in his arms... ugh.
"Well, everyone else left last night for this week-long expedition to explore the house, and of course, I had to stay behind...Punzie and Anna, y'know? So, I just sang and danced by myself today. It was pretty fun, actually...nobody pushing me around or saying mean things. OH, I have a question for you! Someone commented on your last blog post, but they directed it towards me...I saw the preview of it, but I didn't go see the whole thing, because I didn't want to...you know...look at your post, because you said not to."
He nodded. "You can stick around here as much as you like, then, if you're all by yourself over there. I mean, you always CAN, but...you know. Anyway, uh...yeah, you can answer it. Noo problem. It's not like I'm hiding bad secrets there or anything, so I really...I just...um..am self-conscious of my writing." [Hmmph. Yeahh...right.]
"Aw, I'm sure your writing is good!" I told him.
"Well, everyone else left last night for this week-long expedition to explore the house, and of course, I had to stay behind...Punzie and Anna, y'know? So, I just sang and danced by myself today. It was pretty fun, actually...nobody pushing me around or saying mean things. OH, I have a question for you! Someone commented on your last blog post, but they directed it towards me...I saw the preview of it, but I didn't go see the whole thing, because I didn't want to...you know...look at your post, because you said not to."
He nodded. "You can stick around here as much as you like, then, if you're all by yourself over there. I mean, you always CAN, but...you know. Anyway, uh...yeah, you can answer it. Noo problem. It's not like I'm hiding bad secrets there or anything, so I really...I just...um..am self-conscious of my writing." [Hmmph. Yeahh...right.]
"Aw, I'm sure your writing is good!" I told him.
We talked for a little while, but then I left for my side (where I had left Tangled Fan's tablet) to go check on that comment before I forgot.
Before I left, I made sure to snag the flowers -- of course. He gave me the usual hug, kiss on the cheek, and 'I love you, see you later', and I did the same.
I was on cloud 9, as I normally was after I'd had a visit with him, when I went to check the comment.
It was on the last post on the blog (Sorry about that, nothing really interesting has been going on, but I had been visiting with him everyday. Y'know...falling in love...) when I caught sight of something on the page.
Something about him not wanting to let me meet the orphan girls because he couldn't make them 'pretend to not know their mother'.
Something about him not wanting to let me meet the orphan girls because he couldn't make them 'pretend to not know their mother'.
Mother?
Since I'm obviously not married to him, and I had never met the girls, I decided to do a little digging.
I flipped through a couple of the most popular posts.
Apparently, he has a thing for clumsy 2010 Rapunzels.
He has a wife.
He has a wife.
I was too mad to cry. Didn't he think I had gone through enough already?! Why, why, WHY??!! UGH!
I grabbed the tablet, the flowers, and Pascal, and stormed over to his side of the table, where he was sitting.
He greeted me with a surprised smile as he strode over to me.
He greeted me with a surprised smile as he strode over to me.
"What?" He gave me a slightly terrified and confused look.
"THIS. What the heck is all this?!" I shoved the tablet at him and flicked through several pictures he, or his WIFE, rather, had on "our" blog.
He stammered around terribly for a few minutes, and I could feel my eyes watering as I waited for a response. My stomach was twisted in knots, and I wanted to be furious at him, but suddenly, all I could feel was sorrow. For so long...so long...he had led me to believe he loved me, and it turns out it was unrequited affection once more. Why? When he just answered me with an 'it's complicated...sit down for a minute', I just gave up. I should've known better to have hoped he truly cared for me! I'd just gotten played...just like last time. But wait...I still wanted answers.
"Well, where's she at...that girl? It looks like you have a THING for the 2010 model. And what about--what about all your kids? Nice to know you were visiting your CHILDREN, not orphans like you told me you were." I glared, oozing sarcasm. "I ought to warn your WIFE about what's been going on! She should at least have fair warning to know something like this could happen again! And why hasn't she been posting? Or HAS she, and I just didn't notice because of your stupid little 'no reading' rule?"
"She's...well...the kids were taken away. And she is standing right in front of me." he gave me a serious look.
Was the doll delusional?
"What, then...are you, like...are you mad?!" I barked.
"No, I'm not mad--"
"Mad as in crazy in the head." Stupid...!
"No. I'm not that, either. I --"
"I don't want to hear any more excuses!" I put my hand up, hauling the tablet along with me as I turned to leave. "I'm done. I'm sick of MEN!" I gave the tablet a firm shove to the other side of the table.
"Wait...you don't understand. Let me explain-" he succeeded in grabbing my arm.
"Did you not just hear me?" I was mad at myself for the tears that were spilling down my cheeks. "Let me go!"
"Please...just listen for..f-for five minutes, Rapunzel--"
"NO! Let me go, you sick, twisted...freak! I can't believe you....!" I cried. I managed to yank away from him, and I almost fell down. I managed to stay on my feet, though, and I quickly stumbled back on the other side of the table. My side. I'd never cross to the other side of that table again. I was finished. I was finished with relationships, and liars, and men who used you and made you think they loved you, and...I'm done with LOVE. Finished.
Why must I be so naive....?
I went to my corner, where I'd left Pascal, and sat down. Nobody was there, of course. Part of me was glad nobody was there to see me like this, but part of me wanted Zelia or Belle. But they might not even care...Why WOULD anyone care, anyway? It's ME. I'm stupid, and I'm worthless, and...why can't I be smart for once??
I can honestly say that this is worse, though. Looking back, I should have seen it coming with Flynn. But Eugene had been so sweet with me, and had told me nearly every day that he loved me. Why?? Didn't he think I had been through enough the first time??! And yet, my stupid heart kept squeezing every time I thought about him. Why did it? Some small voice kept telling me that he hadn't used me, and I wished it would shut up! I was too shocked to even cry, but if I COULD cry, I would probably feel better. I felt like I was going to throw up.
Monday, May 26, 2014
Our Memorial Day
Eugene
Happy Memorial Day, everyone! We might be dolls, but we still make sure to dedicate today to all the soldiers that fought to keep the place we live in safe. Are any of you guys doing anything for Memorial Day?
Zelia and I convinced Tangled Fan to let us take the girls outside for the first time...and she actually let us! She made sure we waited until the backyard was cleaned up and mowed (they're having a picnic or something later, I guess)...and then she let us take them out. She limited us to the ramp and the small strip of grass by the ramp, but that's plennnty of space for us dolls --it's humongous for the kids! Zelia and I took turns staying in the shade with Jordan to keep her safe from the sun, and when one was watching her, the other was playing with and keeping track of rambunctious little Audrey and Casey.
When I told the girls we were going outside, they were just bouncing off the walls.
"Really?!" Casey gasped.
"You mean...you mean for real?" Audrey overlapped her sister before they both started squealing and running in impatient circles around us. That sent Jordan crying, so I asked them to calm down until they were set loose outside, and they obliged...somewhat.
Buddy, they had a BLAST. They were so happy to get out of that old box Tangled Fan has them in, poor things. They ran...and ran...and ran...and tripped and kept running...and jumped, screamed, giggled, and played for a good solid hour, playing anything from tag-you're-it to hide and seek, plus a few little games they've invented themselves.
I think we were all exhausted by the time Tangled Fan came back out to get us. Jordan was sleeping, and the other two were so tired that they went to sleep as soon as they got back to their box. After we exchanged our normal 'love you, see you again really soon's, Tangled Fan took Zelia and I back. I was reluctant to let them go, as was usual, but we headed back to the bedroom anyway.
As we walked, we talked.
"So...how are things moving along with you and Rapunzel?" Zelia asked me. "She seems pretty fascinated by you at this point."
I grinned. "I'm hoping that it won't be too much longer, but you never know. I want to make sure not to go too fast for her,"
"Yeah. You don't want to lose her now," Zelia groaned. "If you would, I think I would slap you. Repeatedly."
"No doubt in my mind. I want to tell her about everything, but I just can't think of the right time to tell her. I don't want to freak her out, and I don't know if she trusts me enough yet." I added.
"Mmhm. You should wait for a little while, just don't wait too long,"
We talked a little bit more about her, and Ray and Belle as well, until we got to their side of the table. I followed Zelia up, and saw Rapunzel was sitting in her corner....alone...with Pascal. Belle, Elsa, Anna, Emma, and Piper were gone, leaving her with Ray, Kristoff, Hans, and Punzie.
Well, I can see where this is going...."Hey, you," I knelt in front of her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked up sharply, and I was greeted with a relieved smile.
"Hey, yourself," she told me.
"Why is such a pretty girl such as yourself sitting back here?" I asked, and she blushed, even though her face clouded with that look of rejection.
"Everyone else went for a walk, and Anna and Emma didn't want me to go, so I stayed here. Ray tried to strike up a conversation with me, and then got frustrated with me because I started to stammer around, so I just went back here," she shrugged.
"Hmm...I'm sorry, sweetheart. Do you want to go for a walk or something?" I suggested. I was really tired, yeah, but if my girl wanted to do something, I was all for it.
Her whole face lit up. "Oh! Yeah, of course!!"
But after she said so, her smile faltered and her gaze dropped down to her lap. "O-oh...oh geez. I haven't even changed out of my nightie yet--oh my gosh, I'm so sorry-"
"It's fine," I laughed. I hadn't even noticed that, to be honest.
"I guess...if you want to let me change and get my hair brushed out, I'll meet you under the table?"
"M'kay...sounds good," I chuckled, standing up.
I waited for her under the table...and waited...and waited. I was just starting to wonder if she had forgotten already, but then she came sliding down the table leg. She was wearing her normal purple dress and had Pascal on her shoulder, but her hair was braided like the movie Rapunzel's. She gave me a red-faced smile as she came over. I still don't know why my heart starts pounding and I feel kind of dizzy every time I see her, I mean...it's been eight months since I met her!
I strode over and pulled her into a quick hug, grinning. "Wow...you look amazing..I mean, you always do, but-"
She giggled, the tips of her ears turning red. "I don't think so, but thank you. Zelia said you guys went to see the girls today...how were they today?"
As we walked, I narrated the hour outside with the girls, and she gave me a huge smile.
"Aw...I bet they really enjoyed it! They just seem like they're so sweet," she told me. I saw a glimmer--just a split-second glimmer--of the adoring expression in her eyes that she used to have when she'd hold one of the girls. I had to smile when I realized that.
"They are," I nodded, "that they are."
"Someday, you'll have to introduce them to me," she suggested once more.
Ooh no. Don't panic, don't--I really don't want to do this. I can't expect the girls to act like they don't know their own mother, that's way too much for them. "Maybe we can adopt them, someday," I winked, and her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Hmm..."
"What?" I started to panic on the inside.That probably wasn't what she had wanted to hear...?
"I was just thinking about how unlikely that is, but how much fun it would be," she ducked her head in embarrassment.
"Who says it's unlikely?" I reached to tickle her side, and she jumped back, laughing. She almost tripped, but I snagged her arm and kept her upright.
"Well, you're so perfect, and I'm so...not," she said, even though she was still grinning.
"Me? Perfect? Pfft. And no, you're not a cookie-cutter doll, but that's what makes you great!" I told her, threatening to tickle her again.
"Stop! Don't you dare tickle me," she grabbed my hands. "And...once more, thanks, but I don't think so."
"Remember what Belle told you," I kissed her cheek. "And I won't tickle you more, but if you degrade yourself again, I might just have to..."
She rolled her eyes. "You're terrible....I love you."
"Talk about a contradiction...love you, too, though," I teased.
After that, we just walked and talked for awhile; eventually retiring to the window to sit and read for the afternoon.
Happy Memorial Day, everyone! We might be dolls, but we still make sure to dedicate today to all the soldiers that fought to keep the place we live in safe. Are any of you guys doing anything for Memorial Day?
Zelia and I convinced Tangled Fan to let us take the girls outside for the first time...and she actually let us! She made sure we waited until the backyard was cleaned up and mowed (they're having a picnic or something later, I guess)...and then she let us take them out. She limited us to the ramp and the small strip of grass by the ramp, but that's plennnty of space for us dolls --it's humongous for the kids! Zelia and I took turns staying in the shade with Jordan to keep her safe from the sun, and when one was watching her, the other was playing with and keeping track of rambunctious little Audrey and Casey.
When I told the girls we were going outside, they were just bouncing off the walls.
"Really?!" Casey gasped.
"You mean...you mean for real?" Audrey overlapped her sister before they both started squealing and running in impatient circles around us. That sent Jordan crying, so I asked them to calm down until they were set loose outside, and they obliged...somewhat.
Buddy, they had a BLAST. They were so happy to get out of that old box Tangled Fan has them in, poor things. They ran...and ran...and ran...and tripped and kept running...and jumped, screamed, giggled, and played for a good solid hour, playing anything from tag-you're-it to hide and seek, plus a few little games they've invented themselves.
I think we were all exhausted by the time Tangled Fan came back out to get us. Jordan was sleeping, and the other two were so tired that they went to sleep as soon as they got back to their box. After we exchanged our normal 'love you, see you again really soon's, Tangled Fan took Zelia and I back. I was reluctant to let them go, as was usual, but we headed back to the bedroom anyway.
As we walked, we talked.
"So...how are things moving along with you and Rapunzel?" Zelia asked me. "She seems pretty fascinated by you at this point."
I grinned. "I'm hoping that it won't be too much longer, but you never know. I want to make sure not to go too fast for her,"
"Yeah. You don't want to lose her now," Zelia groaned. "If you would, I think I would slap you. Repeatedly."
"No doubt in my mind. I want to tell her about everything, but I just can't think of the right time to tell her. I don't want to freak her out, and I don't know if she trusts me enough yet." I added.
"Mmhm. You should wait for a little while, just don't wait too long,"
We talked a little bit more about her, and Ray and Belle as well, until we got to their side of the table. I followed Zelia up, and saw Rapunzel was sitting in her corner....alone...with Pascal. Belle, Elsa, Anna, Emma, and Piper were gone, leaving her with Ray, Kristoff, Hans, and Punzie.
Well, I can see where this is going...."Hey, you," I knelt in front of her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked up sharply, and I was greeted with a relieved smile.
"Hey, yourself," she told me.
"Why is such a pretty girl such as yourself sitting back here?" I asked, and she blushed, even though her face clouded with that look of rejection.
"Everyone else went for a walk, and Anna and Emma didn't want me to go, so I stayed here. Ray tried to strike up a conversation with me, and then got frustrated with me because I started to stammer around, so I just went back here," she shrugged.
"Hmm...I'm sorry, sweetheart. Do you want to go for a walk or something?" I suggested. I was really tired, yeah, but if my girl wanted to do something, I was all for it.
Her whole face lit up. "Oh! Yeah, of course!!"
But after she said so, her smile faltered and her gaze dropped down to her lap. "O-oh...oh geez. I haven't even changed out of my nightie yet--oh my gosh, I'm so sorry-"
"It's fine," I laughed. I hadn't even noticed that, to be honest.
"I guess...if you want to let me change and get my hair brushed out, I'll meet you under the table?"
"M'kay...sounds good," I chuckled, standing up.
I waited for her under the table...and waited...and waited. I was just starting to wonder if she had forgotten already, but then she came sliding down the table leg. She was wearing her normal purple dress and had Pascal on her shoulder, but her hair was braided like the movie Rapunzel's. She gave me a red-faced smile as she came over. I still don't know why my heart starts pounding and I feel kind of dizzy every time I see her, I mean...it's been eight months since I met her!
I strode over and pulled her into a quick hug, grinning. "Wow...you look amazing..I mean, you always do, but-"
She giggled, the tips of her ears turning red. "I don't think so, but thank you. Zelia said you guys went to see the girls today...how were they today?"
As we walked, I narrated the hour outside with the girls, and she gave me a huge smile.
"Aw...I bet they really enjoyed it! They just seem like they're so sweet," she told me. I saw a glimmer--just a split-second glimmer--of the adoring expression in her eyes that she used to have when she'd hold one of the girls. I had to smile when I realized that.
"They are," I nodded, "that they are."
"Someday, you'll have to introduce them to me," she suggested once more.
Ooh no. Don't panic, don't--I really don't want to do this. I can't expect the girls to act like they don't know their own mother, that's way too much for them. "Maybe we can adopt them, someday," I winked, and her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Hmm..."
"What?" I started to panic on the inside.That probably wasn't what she had wanted to hear...?
"I was just thinking about how unlikely that is, but how much fun it would be," she ducked her head in embarrassment.
"Who says it's unlikely?" I reached to tickle her side, and she jumped back, laughing. She almost tripped, but I snagged her arm and kept her upright.
"Well, you're so perfect, and I'm so...not," she said, even though she was still grinning.
"Me? Perfect? Pfft. And no, you're not a cookie-cutter doll, but that's what makes you great!" I told her, threatening to tickle her again.
"Stop! Don't you dare tickle me," she grabbed my hands. "And...once more, thanks, but I don't think so."
"Remember what Belle told you," I kissed her cheek. "And I won't tickle you more, but if you degrade yourself again, I might just have to..."
She rolled her eyes. "You're terrible....I love you."
"Talk about a contradiction...love you, too, though," I teased.
After that, we just walked and talked for awhile; eventually retiring to the window to sit and read for the afternoon.
Friday, May 16, 2014
It's Rapunzel
Hello, everyone! I'm....Rapunzel. Eugene said I didn't need to worry about backstory or anything, so I guess I won't - he said you guys know about me. I'm pretty sure he warned you guys that he's letting me use his blog, but don't worry -- we're sharing it, so you'll hear from him, too (: I'm actually really excited to share it with him...but then again, I guess I get excited over anything that has to do with maybe getting to spend time with him. He's such a nice guy, and I'm so thankful that he let me use this blog to write...but anyway. I'm sure you guys don't want my half of the posts to be full of gushy dreams of sharing a life with him -- which will never, ever happen, I'm quite sure. Oh my goodness, if Zelia could read this...yeesh. She's not much of one for romance or emotions...and since I AM, it gets kinda awkward, as you all can imagine :}
Anyway. Here I am rambling... today, Eugene was gone for the majority of the morning and early afternoon, as was Zelia. Sooo, I was stuck on my side of the table with basically all the dolls that are not too fond of me. Fun, fun...right??
Punzie was sure to lay it on thick. "No wonder they have to take long breaks from you sometimes. I don't know how they can stand you, 'specially Zelia. I always knew Eugene was weird, but her...and you...whew."
"It's because she's my sister, and she HAS to put up with me," I reminded her. I didn't look up at her, I just kept my gaze down in my lap, where my buddy, Pascal, was sleeping.
"Yeah, but he doesn't. It's kind of cute, actually. Or at least...it would be. The two freaks--"
"Punzie, stop. Please. I'm asking nicely, so please...just stop." I stood up, went over to the nearest corner, and sat down. Anna was sitting there, and I was hoping maybe she would at least socialize with me, but she didn't. She just gave me a horrified look before jumping up and leaving. Way to make a doll feel better....
"Good choice, Anna," Punzie gave her a sly grin, and Anna told her to shut up. "Hey, now...who's the boss of this table?"
"It shouldn't be you," Anna grumbled. Hans stood and touched Anna's arm and started to ask her to simmer down, but she cut him off.
"Ohh, you know what happens to--" Punzie tried to taunt her.
"WOULD EVERYONE JUST STOP IT??" Elsa yelled.
I'm amazed she could even yell that loudly..she's normally very quiet.
Everyone listened to her, even Punzie. Whoa.
After that, everyone quieted down, and everyone left me alone. I couldn't help but notice how everyone gave me a wide berth.
Eh...usual day here. Usual day for me anywhere...
I eventually gathered Pascal up and left for the windowsill. When I was down on the floor, walking to the windowsill --yeah, I could have gone through Eugene's side of the table, but I felt weird doing so, so I just went across the floor. When I got up there on the sill (and after I almost fell, because my hand slipped when I was trying to climb up there..), I just sat quietly with Pascal, staring out the window and thinking.
That's another thing...I think a lot. Probably too much. Sometimes, I even prefer to be alone when I think about more pressing matters --which isn't too hard of a thing to do. That's why I, if Eugene told you guys, requested he not come around for two weeks, because I had an overabundance of pressing matters to think about. Mostly about Flynn, unfortunately. Well, of course...it only lasted two days. Not that I minded....it's silly, but I had missed him. Eugene, not Flynn. And in that frame of time, I was able to finally get myself to just quit obsessing over Flynn and wondering if things had been different if I had been different. If that makes sense...? And then when Eugene was so caring and even stayed with me through the night when I was scared over the storms (another reason why I'm weird...and just to clarify, small storms don't bother me, but the ones that have lots of wind, or lots of lightning and thunder loud enough to rattle the windows...those ones get me upset faster than anything else.) anyway, he was so nice to me, and didn't say I was stupid for being afraid...at that point, I decided that I could trust him. Man....after I forgot about Flynn, at least half of the weight of the world was no longer on my shoulders--the rest is from certain other individuals making fun and constantly harassing me...*cough PUNZIE cough*. But anyway....today's thoughts were focused on exactly that...my invisible qualities.
Either I'm invisible and nobody even seems to notice me, or I'm way too visible and everyone decides to harass, make fun, laugh at my clumsiness...you get it.
I was in the middle of drowning in my own thoughts when I heard a boot scuff.
"Hey, you,"
Eugene!
I shot upright, surprised to see him standing just about a foot away from me. I stuck Pascal on my shoulder, and then clasped my hands behind my back.
"Hey, yourself. Where were you today? I mean, if you don't mind me asking," I added.
He gave me a calculating stare before saying, "I, ah...I was actually visiting these three little girl dolls that Tangled Fan has...they're orphans. Jordan, Casey, and Audrey..."
Where had I heard those names? They sounded so familiar, but I'm pretty sure I'd never met any little orphans. Still..maybe the dolls at one of my previous homes had had those names. Hmm...
"I really was...you can ask--" he acted like he thought I didn't believe him.
"No, no...I believe you! I just...the names sound really, really familiar, and I was trying to remember why. Anyway, um...that's really sweet of you! Is this the first time you've seen them?"
"No, I visit them at least a couple of times a week. Whenever I'm not hanging out with you," he gave me that special little grin of his. I wish he wouldn't grin like that....it made me like him even more. And he visits three orphan girls regularly?? I needed to ask Tangled Fan if I could, too. At least I might be able to make some kiddos happy and give them company, at least.
"That's so cool. Was Zelia with you?"
"No, actually...she goes once in awhile, but she didn't today," he told me.
My sister. My...sister? ZELIA? Whoa. I did NOT see that coming.
"Wow...my SISTER does this, too? Are you sure it's my sister? Or did...I don't know...aliens kidnap her or something?" I joked, and he laughed.
"Nah...she's actually really good with kids. You'd be surprised!"
"I already am!" I giggled. "I can't wrap my head around that. Are you planning on adopting them -- Casey, Audrey, and Jordan, right? Sorry I'm asking so many questions. I'll stop if you--"
"No, you're fine! And, well...Tangled Fan only adopts to married couples, so...and yeah, really --I couldn't at first, either." he finally sat down on the windowsill, and I dropped down so I could face him to talk some more.
"Hmm...cool! And that kind of stinks about her only adopting to married couples. I mean, I can understand why, but you'd be such a great dad to them, I'm sure. And at least they'd have a home..." I trailed off.
"Yeah...that's basically what I thought, too. And you think I would be?" he quirked a brow.
Oh, geez! "I am ninety-nine percent sure you would be a perfect father. And I'm sure they just love you...you'd be a really fun dad," I grinned. I could just imagine him with little kids...he'd probably be really sweet with them.
He gave me a small smile before clearing his throat and asking how my day went.
"Hmmh...why can't we just talk about your day? Your day seemed a lot more fun," I sighed.
"What's wrong? Punzie?" he asked, reaching to cover my hand with his.
"Yeahh...what's new, though - really?" I shrugged. "And then everyone gives me this...this huge berth, like they think they can't go anywhere near me. It just makes me feel...I don't know. Horrible. I just wish that I could have one...just ONE...friend that sticks with me no matter what. Zelia's...I mean, I have Zelia, but she definitely isn't much of one to talk with when it comes to emotional matters. I'm just really tired of it, but I should be used to it. I don't know why I think that maybe, just maybe, someone could come and befriend me and..." I broke off and sighed, realizing that I was ranting, "..and I'm sure you have better things to do than to listen to me complain."
"I'm sorry. And it's okay....I don't have anything better to do," he gave me a gentle gaze. "I just wish things were easier for you. You don't deserve to be treated that way."
"Hmmh...tell that to everyone on my side of the table." I groaned.
He sighed. "Yeah...I'm sorry,"
"It it isn't your fault. I should apologize to YOU, since I've obviously ruined your happy attitude for today..." I said as I realized that his cheerful expression had disappeared. Now I felt even worse!
"No... I just feel for ya," he told me, squeezing my hand before beckoning me to come sit beside him. I did, of course, and then he asked if he could put his arm around me.
Well, gee, Eugene...lemme think about it. =D
I nodded, and he didn't just put an arm loosely around my shoulders...he pulled me close and gave me one of the most comfortable hugs I have ever gotten. Way to make me fall for you even more, Eugene....
He kept me close to him for the rest of the afternoon, and we either talked or just sat and enjoyed each other's company. When evening rolled in, and then darkness crept into the room, we finally went back to the table. Before I left for my side of the shelf, I gave him a hug and thanked him. He always managed to make me feel better, and I owe him so much just for being here for me...! But regardless, when I went back to my side of the table, I was greeted with silence. My sister was back, but she didn't want to talk with me, so I just went to my corner of the table with my blanket and my chameleon, and resumed my state of invisibility.
Anyway. Here I am rambling... today, Eugene was gone for the majority of the morning and early afternoon, as was Zelia. Sooo, I was stuck on my side of the table with basically all the dolls that are not too fond of me. Fun, fun...right??
Punzie was sure to lay it on thick. "No wonder they have to take long breaks from you sometimes. I don't know how they can stand you, 'specially Zelia. I always knew Eugene was weird, but her...and you...whew."
"It's because she's my sister, and she HAS to put up with me," I reminded her. I didn't look up at her, I just kept my gaze down in my lap, where my buddy, Pascal, was sleeping.
"Yeah, but he doesn't. It's kind of cute, actually. Or at least...it would be. The two freaks--"
"Punzie, stop. Please. I'm asking nicely, so please...just stop." I stood up, went over to the nearest corner, and sat down. Anna was sitting there, and I was hoping maybe she would at least socialize with me, but she didn't. She just gave me a horrified look before jumping up and leaving. Way to make a doll feel better....
"Good choice, Anna," Punzie gave her a sly grin, and Anna told her to shut up. "Hey, now...who's the boss of this table?"
"It shouldn't be you," Anna grumbled. Hans stood and touched Anna's arm and started to ask her to simmer down, but she cut him off.
"Ohh, you know what happens to--" Punzie tried to taunt her.
"WOULD EVERYONE JUST STOP IT??" Elsa yelled.
I'm amazed she could even yell that loudly..she's normally very quiet.
Everyone listened to her, even Punzie. Whoa.
After that, everyone quieted down, and everyone left me alone. I couldn't help but notice how everyone gave me a wide berth.
Eh...usual day here. Usual day for me anywhere...
I eventually gathered Pascal up and left for the windowsill. When I was down on the floor, walking to the windowsill --yeah, I could have gone through Eugene's side of the table, but I felt weird doing so, so I just went across the floor. When I got up there on the sill (and after I almost fell, because my hand slipped when I was trying to climb up there..), I just sat quietly with Pascal, staring out the window and thinking.
That's another thing...I think a lot. Probably too much. Sometimes, I even prefer to be alone when I think about more pressing matters --which isn't too hard of a thing to do. That's why I, if Eugene told you guys, requested he not come around for two weeks, because I had an overabundance of pressing matters to think about. Mostly about Flynn, unfortunately. Well, of course...it only lasted two days. Not that I minded....it's silly, but I had missed him. Eugene, not Flynn. And in that frame of time, I was able to finally get myself to just quit obsessing over Flynn and wondering if things had been different if I had been different. If that makes sense...? And then when Eugene was so caring and even stayed with me through the night when I was scared over the storms (another reason why I'm weird...and just to clarify, small storms don't bother me, but the ones that have lots of wind, or lots of lightning and thunder loud enough to rattle the windows...those ones get me upset faster than anything else.) anyway, he was so nice to me, and didn't say I was stupid for being afraid...at that point, I decided that I could trust him. Man....after I forgot about Flynn, at least half of the weight of the world was no longer on my shoulders--the rest is from certain other individuals making fun and constantly harassing me...*cough PUNZIE cough*. But anyway....today's thoughts were focused on exactly that...my invisible qualities.
Either I'm invisible and nobody even seems to notice me, or I'm way too visible and everyone decides to harass, make fun, laugh at my clumsiness...you get it.
I was in the middle of drowning in my own thoughts when I heard a boot scuff.
"Hey, you,"
Eugene!
I shot upright, surprised to see him standing just about a foot away from me. I stuck Pascal on my shoulder, and then clasped my hands behind my back.
"Hey, yourself. Where were you today? I mean, if you don't mind me asking," I added.
He gave me a calculating stare before saying, "I, ah...I was actually visiting these three little girl dolls that Tangled Fan has...they're orphans. Jordan, Casey, and Audrey..."
Where had I heard those names? They sounded so familiar, but I'm pretty sure I'd never met any little orphans. Still..maybe the dolls at one of my previous homes had had those names. Hmm...
"I really was...you can ask--" he acted like he thought I didn't believe him.
"No, no...I believe you! I just...the names sound really, really familiar, and I was trying to remember why. Anyway, um...that's really sweet of you! Is this the first time you've seen them?"
"No, I visit them at least a couple of times a week. Whenever I'm not hanging out with you," he gave me that special little grin of his. I wish he wouldn't grin like that....it made me like him even more. And he visits three orphan girls regularly?? I needed to ask Tangled Fan if I could, too. At least I might be able to make some kiddos happy and give them company, at least.
"That's so cool. Was Zelia with you?"
"No, actually...she goes once in awhile, but she didn't today," he told me.
My sister. My...sister? ZELIA? Whoa. I did NOT see that coming.
"Wow...my SISTER does this, too? Are you sure it's my sister? Or did...I don't know...aliens kidnap her or something?" I joked, and he laughed.
"Nah...she's actually really good with kids. You'd be surprised!"
"I already am!" I giggled. "I can't wrap my head around that. Are you planning on adopting them -- Casey, Audrey, and Jordan, right? Sorry I'm asking so many questions. I'll stop if you--"
"No, you're fine! And, well...Tangled Fan only adopts to married couples, so...and yeah, really --I couldn't at first, either." he finally sat down on the windowsill, and I dropped down so I could face him to talk some more.
"Hmm...cool! And that kind of stinks about her only adopting to married couples. I mean, I can understand why, but you'd be such a great dad to them, I'm sure. And at least they'd have a home..." I trailed off.
"Yeah...that's basically what I thought, too. And you think I would be?" he quirked a brow.
Oh, geez! "I am ninety-nine percent sure you would be a perfect father. And I'm sure they just love you...you'd be a really fun dad," I grinned. I could just imagine him with little kids...he'd probably be really sweet with them.
He gave me a small smile before clearing his throat and asking how my day went.
"Hmmh...why can't we just talk about your day? Your day seemed a lot more fun," I sighed.
"What's wrong? Punzie?" he asked, reaching to cover my hand with his.
"Yeahh...what's new, though - really?" I shrugged. "And then everyone gives me this...this huge berth, like they think they can't go anywhere near me. It just makes me feel...I don't know. Horrible. I just wish that I could have one...just ONE...friend that sticks with me no matter what. Zelia's...I mean, I have Zelia, but she definitely isn't much of one to talk with when it comes to emotional matters. I'm just really tired of it, but I should be used to it. I don't know why I think that maybe, just maybe, someone could come and befriend me and..." I broke off and sighed, realizing that I was ranting, "..and I'm sure you have better things to do than to listen to me complain."
"I'm sorry. And it's okay....I don't have anything better to do," he gave me a gentle gaze. "I just wish things were easier for you. You don't deserve to be treated that way."
"Hmmh...tell that to everyone on my side of the table." I groaned.
He sighed. "Yeah...I'm sorry,"
"It it isn't your fault. I should apologize to YOU, since I've obviously ruined your happy attitude for today..." I said as I realized that his cheerful expression had disappeared. Now I felt even worse!
"No... I just feel for ya," he told me, squeezing my hand before beckoning me to come sit beside him. I did, of course, and then he asked if he could put his arm around me.
Well, gee, Eugene...lemme think about it. =D
I nodded, and he didn't just put an arm loosely around my shoulders...he pulled me close and gave me one of the most comfortable hugs I have ever gotten. Way to make me fall for you even more, Eugene....
He kept me close to him for the rest of the afternoon, and we either talked or just sat and enjoyed each other's company. When evening rolled in, and then darkness crept into the room, we finally went back to the table. Before I left for my side of the shelf, I gave him a hug and thanked him. He always managed to make me feel better, and I owe him so much just for being here for me...! But regardless, when I went back to my side of the table, I was greeted with silence. My sister was back, but she didn't want to talk with me, so I just went to my corner of the table with my blanket and my chameleon, and resumed my state of invisibility.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Quick update: the girls, Anna, and Rapunzel
It's been two weeks today since Rapunzel's fall, but it feels like it's been an eternity. It seems like the more Rapunzel and I are together, the more she thinks about Flynn, and that means that she gets upset quickly. I hate to think that she went through this twice, and the first time completely alone. I talked with Zelia, and she said that she's been trying to do better with handling her sister's emotional state.
Zelia and I both went to see the girls yesterday, and they're doing well. They were more than ecstatic about seeing their aunt, and I was more than ecstatic about seeing them! Casey's got this idea that the whole situation is 'quite tragically romantic'...they also told me that Tangled Fan's either taken pity on them or taken a shining to them, and has been giving them the royal treatment, even reading to them on occasion. That's probably how Casey's developed such a vocabulary! Audrey, however, is less than amused with the 'tragically romantic' situation, and a fight almost broke out between the two of them when Casey stated it. She was also a bit mad because I wasn't able to take them home yet, but she soon dropped her attitude when Zelia asked them to play a game with her. Jordan's pretty indifferent on the matter, but she was all smiles and sweet little giggles the whole time we were there.
In other news...
I also had another talk with Anna.
Rapunzel said that Anna had gone from avoiding her to being almost as mean as Punzie, despite Elsa's warnings to leave Rapunzel be. Soo I got Zelia to bring her below the table so we could talk --- the three of us.
She explained, after a while, that she felt horrible for what she had done, and therefore was tired of being around Rapunzel all the time; a constant reminder of her stupid mistake.
I almost spouted off at her, but I calmly answered, "Well, it's kind of what you get. You weren't even very close with her anymore -- try being her sister or her husband. It's worse, trust me. Not to mention what the kids have to go through."
Zelia handled the insulting. "Yeah, try actually caring about her! Funny how spitefulness has consequences, huh? You don't know the half of it!"
"But can't you take her and keep her over at your shelf? You and Zelia and her..."
"No. She wouldn't handle that well, do you think? Plus, we want to keep things as similar as her past, in case something triggers a memory."
"I don't know how she handles change," Zelia shrugged, but then her eyes hardened as she stared at Anna.
"Just try to be less....like..." I struggled to find the right word.
"Less moronic? Less self-obsessed? Ooh, how 'bout less like yourself?" Zelia never lost eye contact.
"Zelia!" I gasped. Sure, Anna was being a tad...I don't know...but she didn't need to say all that! "See, this is why people walk all over you, Eugene. D'you see anyone crossing me?"
Touche.
Anna gulped, and I saw her slowly lose the put-upon expression that had been on her face.
"You're right. I'll try to be a little less noticeable in my attempts to say away."
Being her friend would be what we were looking for, like you were before...not avoiding her...but whatever. Some people just can't be convinced. Zelia was about to let her have it again, but I convinced her to drop it.
So that's what's been going on -- Rapunzel and I have been going for walks every day, and we read some of The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian over Sunday and Monday, so that's what we'll be doing again tomorrow. I'm also hoping to see the girls more often, but that's kind of up to Tangled Fan's schedule at this rate. And if anyone wonders how Pascal's been : he's doing great, of course...Rapunzel gave me the spiel about him being a good judge in character yesterday, so that's...promising...right...?
Zelia and I both went to see the girls yesterday, and they're doing well. They were more than ecstatic about seeing their aunt, and I was more than ecstatic about seeing them! Casey's got this idea that the whole situation is 'quite tragically romantic'...they also told me that Tangled Fan's either taken pity on them or taken a shining to them, and has been giving them the royal treatment, even reading to them on occasion. That's probably how Casey's developed such a vocabulary! Audrey, however, is less than amused with the 'tragically romantic' situation, and a fight almost broke out between the two of them when Casey stated it. She was also a bit mad because I wasn't able to take them home yet, but she soon dropped her attitude when Zelia asked them to play a game with her. Jordan's pretty indifferent on the matter, but she was all smiles and sweet little giggles the whole time we were there.
In other news...
I also had another talk with Anna.
Rapunzel said that Anna had gone from avoiding her to being almost as mean as Punzie, despite Elsa's warnings to leave Rapunzel be. Soo I got Zelia to bring her below the table so we could talk --- the three of us.
She explained, after a while, that she felt horrible for what she had done, and therefore was tired of being around Rapunzel all the time; a constant reminder of her stupid mistake.
I almost spouted off at her, but I calmly answered, "Well, it's kind of what you get. You weren't even very close with her anymore -- try being her sister or her husband. It's worse, trust me. Not to mention what the kids have to go through."
Zelia handled the insulting. "Yeah, try actually caring about her! Funny how spitefulness has consequences, huh? You don't know the half of it!"
"But can't you take her and keep her over at your shelf? You and Zelia and her..."
"No. She wouldn't handle that well, do you think? Plus, we want to keep things as similar as her past, in case something triggers a memory."
"I don't know how she handles change," Zelia shrugged, but then her eyes hardened as she stared at Anna.
"Just try to be less....like..." I struggled to find the right word.
"Less moronic? Less self-obsessed? Ooh, how 'bout less like yourself?" Zelia never lost eye contact.
"Zelia!" I gasped. Sure, Anna was being a tad...I don't know...but she didn't need to say all that! "See, this is why people walk all over you, Eugene. D'you see anyone crossing me?"
Touche.
Anna gulped, and I saw her slowly lose the put-upon expression that had been on her face.
"You're right. I'll try to be a little less noticeable in my attempts to say away."
Being her friend would be what we were looking for, like you were before...not avoiding her...but whatever. Some people just can't be convinced. Zelia was about to let her have it again, but I convinced her to drop it.
So that's what's been going on -- Rapunzel and I have been going for walks every day, and we read some of The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian over Sunday and Monday, so that's what we'll be doing again tomorrow. I'm also hoping to see the girls more often, but that's kind of up to Tangled Fan's schedule at this rate. And if anyone wonders how Pascal's been : he's doing great, of course...Rapunzel gave me the spiel about him being a good judge in character yesterday, so that's...promising...right...?
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Today's events....
Today, we went for a walk, as previously stated in the post from yesterday.
Promptly at 10AM this morning, Rapunzel nervously peeked around the divider. I was headed in the same direction, and we almost collided. She jumped away, but a second later, she came over to my side of the table, giggling.
"That was close...sorry!" she laughed, putting a hand over her mouth.
I grinned and allowed my eyes to flick over her. "That's fine," I stopped short of telling her that she looked beautiful today. When I looked her directly in the eyes, though, I realized she looked extremely tired. "What's wrong? You look like you didn't get much sleep."
She sighed. "Nothing. Just...thinking about unimportant things that I really shouldn't lose sleep over."
AKA: Flynn.
"If you're not feeling up to--" I started, but she broke me off.
"No, I'm up to it! I'm actually kind of excited," she said, blushing.
"Well, you don't have to get all red-faced about being excited...I am, too." I chuckled, and she gave me a wide smile before we left the table.
We walked in silence for awhile, but then I spoke up. "So..ah...how've you been settling in?"
"I guess I've been settling in okay. Sometimes, I really don't fit in over there, but oh well. I'm sure that will come in time...Punzie's just such a jerk! Anna's kind of...I dunno. I don't know why, but she avoids me like nobody's business. But then again, she has Hans, so maybe that's all the friendship or socialization she needs. Elsa's pretty nice, though. And of course, there's always Zelia, but she avoids me when I need someone to talk to the most. Emma and Piper just kind of stay away from me, too...they're kind of buddies with Punzie, so I could see why. And Kristoff seems really, really shy, so he just keeps to himself or talks to Elsa. Um...well..I guess I kinda started a rant there..sorry!"
"No, that's fine! Sorry you've been kinda a fish out of water. I should've come over more," I basically felt terrible. I should've just gone over and sat with her, if all else failed.
"I'm gonna be a copycat. No, that's fine. You didn't know," she gave me a small smile, "and thanks for listening. It actually felt pretty good to tell someone."
I nodded. "I'm happy to listen. So....I was wondering what some of your dreams are? If you're not comfortable talking about that, that's fine."
"I'd...prefer not to...for now." she shrugged her shoulders up to her ears.
"Okay, that's fine. I understand--I suppose I shouldn't have asked you, this is just the fourth or fifth time you've talked with me, really. Sorry, that was kinda...off the wall of me." I felt pretty stupid for asking that...sure, we'd talked about that same thing just a coupla weeks after we had first met, and yes, I had told her I loved her as well...but it was different this time, on so many different levels. Gosh, I'm such an idiot.
She gave me a thankful smile, and we walked in silence for a little bit. She looked like she was thinking about something, and I wanted to ask what, but I was half afraid of screwing up again. Good grief, I had dated her once and had done okay enough, why was I some odd, creeper-like, weirdo this time??
But then she stopped, right in the middle of the walk. She turned, looked me right in the eye, and said: "You know what? No. I'm fine with telling you. You're not like Flynn, you won't laugh, will you? And you seem honest in your intentions...I'm just scared of letting people in...after Flynn. You know what I mean?"
I nodded. "I promise I won't laugh, I'd never laugh. And it's totally understandable, I mean...really, it is."
She nodded and sucked in a deep breath, holding it until she let it all out in a laugh. "You know, they're just so silly that I don't even know why I call them dreams...hopes...goals...whatever."
"I'm sure they're not," I already know what they are...they weren't stupid and we had such a great time together, crossing off your dreams/goals...gosh, why can't things be back the way they were before? "Well...I want to go stargazing...get married...start a family...you know--the usual. And it's kind of a goal of mine not to be kissed until someone asks for my hand in marriage. It's stupid, I know, but I want to be sure that my first kiss is with the guy I'm spending the rest of my plastic life with. So...that's basically it. Weird, right?"
I gave her a smile. "No...not at all! And the kiss makes sense, actually."
She sucked in another deep breath, giving me a curious look. "What about you?"
"Hm?"
"Your dreams? Plans? I-if you don't mind me asking."
I panicked.
She'd never asked me this before. I was the most dull being on the planet, all I wanted was to have her back and to have the girls back.
How do I say this, how do I say this...don't freak out--oh well, too late for that...should I tell her? No. Not yet. She's still not over Flynn, and this isn't the best time to tell her. What do I do.....!!! "You think YOUR dreams are boring? Mine are literally just to marry and have a family."
She laughed shyly. "I think that's everyone's default, soo...that's cool. You're more likely to achieve your dreams, anyway!"
"Oh, really?" I asked.
"Yeah! There are four -- well...I don't suppose you'd marry Punzie, seeing as she kind of banned you from staying in the same display area as they are....so three, I suppose-- eligible girls. I'm sure any of them would be just beyond lucky to have you!"
"Three? It seems to me that there are five, if you count Punzie," I watched her face. This conversation was teetering dangerously close to becoming a disaster.
"Huh?" she gave me an absent stare, and I could tell she was trying to think of who she was missing. When she realized it was herself, she just whispered, "Ohh." Her gaze dropped to her bare feet.
Great. She's going to freak out, because now she knows where my affections are...just great. I just blew it--
"I'm sorry," I blurted in a desperate attempt to keep her from leaving. I didn't even know if she would run off and leave, but I didn't want her to. "I'm sorry! I--"
"No, it's fine. That just never occurred to me before," she laughed, but I could see the panic in her eyes.
Say something...say something funny...get her mind off of it....don't blow it...DON'T BLOW IT!!"So, ah...maybe we should change the subject?"
She gave a genuine giggle. "Yeeahh...let's!"
So we talked about music. Talked about books. Talked about anything...talked about Flynn once or twice. We were on the floor for hours, until it started to fall dark, and then we went back up on the table.
She started to go back to her side of the table wordlessly, but then she poked her head around the divider. "Eugene? Thanks. I really needed this today, and I had fun, despite the awkward start."
YES!
"No, thank YOU for today. It was so fun! And yeahh...sorry about that."
My girl --well...you know..--gave me a cute grin. "It's all good. I'll see you sometime!"
"Yup. Good night -- and get some sleep. Knock on the divider if you can't...If I hear you, I'll sit up with you."
"Okay. Night," she ducked back over to her side of the shelf.
When she was gone, I sighed. I was tired, but I knew I wouldn't be able to go to sleep, and it was only around eight. Ugh.
Promptly at 10AM this morning, Rapunzel nervously peeked around the divider. I was headed in the same direction, and we almost collided. She jumped away, but a second later, she came over to my side of the table, giggling.
"That was close...sorry!" she laughed, putting a hand over her mouth.
I grinned and allowed my eyes to flick over her. "That's fine," I stopped short of telling her that she looked beautiful today. When I looked her directly in the eyes, though, I realized she looked extremely tired. "What's wrong? You look like you didn't get much sleep."
She sighed. "Nothing. Just...thinking about unimportant things that I really shouldn't lose sleep over."
AKA: Flynn.
"If you're not feeling up to--" I started, but she broke me off.
"No, I'm up to it! I'm actually kind of excited," she said, blushing.
"Well, you don't have to get all red-faced about being excited...I am, too." I chuckled, and she gave me a wide smile before we left the table.
We walked in silence for awhile, but then I spoke up. "So..ah...how've you been settling in?"
"I guess I've been settling in okay. Sometimes, I really don't fit in over there, but oh well. I'm sure that will come in time...Punzie's just such a jerk! Anna's kind of...I dunno. I don't know why, but she avoids me like nobody's business. But then again, she has Hans, so maybe that's all the friendship or socialization she needs. Elsa's pretty nice, though. And of course, there's always Zelia, but she avoids me when I need someone to talk to the most. Emma and Piper just kind of stay away from me, too...they're kind of buddies with Punzie, so I could see why. And Kristoff seems really, really shy, so he just keeps to himself or talks to Elsa. Um...well..I guess I kinda started a rant there..sorry!"
"No, that's fine! Sorry you've been kinda a fish out of water. I should've come over more," I basically felt terrible. I should've just gone over and sat with her, if all else failed.
"I'm gonna be a copycat. No, that's fine. You didn't know," she gave me a small smile, "and thanks for listening. It actually felt pretty good to tell someone."
I nodded. "I'm happy to listen. So....I was wondering what some of your dreams are? If you're not comfortable talking about that, that's fine."
"I'd...prefer not to...for now." she shrugged her shoulders up to her ears.
"Okay, that's fine. I understand--I suppose I shouldn't have asked you, this is just the fourth or fifth time you've talked with me, really. Sorry, that was kinda...off the wall of me." I felt pretty stupid for asking that...sure, we'd talked about that same thing just a coupla weeks after we had first met, and yes, I had told her I loved her as well...but it was different this time, on so many different levels. Gosh, I'm such an idiot.
She gave me a thankful smile, and we walked in silence for a little bit. She looked like she was thinking about something, and I wanted to ask what, but I was half afraid of screwing up again. Good grief, I had dated her once and had done okay enough, why was I some odd, creeper-like, weirdo this time??
But then she stopped, right in the middle of the walk. She turned, looked me right in the eye, and said: "You know what? No. I'm fine with telling you. You're not like Flynn, you won't laugh, will you? And you seem honest in your intentions...I'm just scared of letting people in...after Flynn. You know what I mean?"
I nodded. "I promise I won't laugh, I'd never laugh. And it's totally understandable, I mean...really, it is."
She nodded and sucked in a deep breath, holding it until she let it all out in a laugh. "You know, they're just so silly that I don't even know why I call them dreams...hopes...goals...whatever."
"I'm sure they're not," I already know what they are...they weren't stupid and we had such a great time together, crossing off your dreams/goals...gosh, why can't things be back the way they were before? "Well...I want to go stargazing...get married...start a family...you know--the usual. And it's kind of a goal of mine not to be kissed until someone asks for my hand in marriage. It's stupid, I know, but I want to be sure that my first kiss is with the guy I'm spending the rest of my plastic life with. So...that's basically it. Weird, right?"
I gave her a smile. "No...not at all! And the kiss makes sense, actually."
She sucked in another deep breath, giving me a curious look. "What about you?"
"Hm?"
"Your dreams? Plans? I-if you don't mind me asking."
I panicked.
She'd never asked me this before. I was the most dull being on the planet, all I wanted was to have her back and to have the girls back.
How do I say this, how do I say this...don't freak out--oh well, too late for that...should I tell her? No. Not yet. She's still not over Flynn, and this isn't the best time to tell her. What do I do.....!!! "You think YOUR dreams are boring? Mine are literally just to marry and have a family."
She laughed shyly. "I think that's everyone's default, soo...that's cool. You're more likely to achieve your dreams, anyway!"
"Oh, really?" I asked.
"Yeah! There are four -- well...I don't suppose you'd marry Punzie, seeing as she kind of banned you from staying in the same display area as they are....so three, I suppose-- eligible girls. I'm sure any of them would be just beyond lucky to have you!"
"Three? It seems to me that there are five, if you count Punzie," I watched her face. This conversation was teetering dangerously close to becoming a disaster.
"Huh?" she gave me an absent stare, and I could tell she was trying to think of who she was missing. When she realized it was herself, she just whispered, "Ohh." Her gaze dropped to her bare feet.
Great. She's going to freak out, because now she knows where my affections are...just great. I just blew it--
"I'm sorry," I blurted in a desperate attempt to keep her from leaving. I didn't even know if she would run off and leave, but I didn't want her to. "I'm sorry! I--"
"No, it's fine. That just never occurred to me before," she laughed, but I could see the panic in her eyes.
Say something...say something funny...get her mind off of it....don't blow it...DON'T BLOW IT!!"So, ah...maybe we should change the subject?"
She gave a genuine giggle. "Yeeahh...let's!"
So we talked about music. Talked about books. Talked about anything...talked about Flynn once or twice. We were on the floor for hours, until it started to fall dark, and then we went back up on the table.
She started to go back to her side of the table wordlessly, but then she poked her head around the divider. "Eugene? Thanks. I really needed this today, and I had fun, despite the awkward start."
YES!
"No, thank YOU for today. It was so fun! And yeahh...sorry about that."
My girl --well...you know..--gave me a cute grin. "It's all good. I'll see you sometime!"
"Yup. Good night -- and get some sleep. Knock on the divider if you can't...If I hear you, I'll sit up with you."
"Okay. Night," she ducked back over to her side of the shelf.
When she was gone, I sighed. I was tired, but I knew I wouldn't be able to go to sleep, and it was only around eight. Ugh.
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