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You didn't see the look on his face.

[He sighs, and shakes his head.]

You have every tight to be mad at me. I never even expected otherwise. I know I've lost you. And I just...hope someday you can forgive me.

...maybe. [Her voice is soft again as she sighs.] Someday. I still like you, even if I'm mad.

[She gives the floor an empty look.]

He didn't say it was you, you know. He just said that you kissed.

[He flinches at that, and refuses to think about what that means.]

That's fine. Like I said, I know I screwed up. But this wasn't anytthing you did, ok? Seriously. This is-...

[Oops. Have another coughing fit.]

[Another sigh and Rapunzel stands up. She turns back to Stiles, and without a word begins to wrap her hair over his shoulders.]

[He's still coughing when she does that, and he flinches away. And tries to unloop her hair from around him. Most...particularly his neck, ahem. Well, if she does decide to strangle him, he'll have it coming.]

No! Oh, god, no, please don't. Rapunzel, I don't deserve that, it's just a cold, it'll go aw-...

[Back to the coughing again, making his face turn slightly red.]

Oh, hush. [She said as she firmly returned the hair to his shoulders.]

I can't be mad at you if you're sick, anyway. [There may have even been a tone of teasing as she says it. Hair in place, she closes her eyes and begins to sing.]

Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine. Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine.

Heal what has been hurt, change the fate's design. Save what has been lost. Bring back what once was mine, what once was mine.

[He opens up his mouth to protest, but she's already singing, the glow diffusing the room. It makes him choke up again, but not from the need to cough. By the time she's done, he's not sick anymore, but he has taken the smallest lock of her hair in his fingers and pressed it to his cheek. By the time he's able to talk again, he sounds much, much better.]

...Well. Who knew? The cure for the common is apparently magic hair. You'd make a killing as a nurse, you know.

I don't want to make a killing doing anything. [She holds her hands against Stiles' cheeks and rests her forehead against his. Her eyes are closed once again.]

You made me really happy, you know. I don't want that to go away, but if you have feelings for someone else...I want you to be happy, too.

You make me happy too. You really do.

[Not past tense, please note.]

You deserve better than me. You deserve the guy who gave you that tiara, that's a guy who can take care of you. I'm just a dumb-ass with ADHD and a tendency to make really crappy decisions.

[She backs away, but not before giving Stiles' a light shove. Frowning, she looked down at him with her hands on her hips.]

No one gave me that tiara, Stiles. And telling me what I deserve...

[That, more than anything made her angry. That was too much like mother telling her what she could and couldn't do.]

Does that have to do with any of this?

I didn't...mean it like that. I just meant...shit. Sorry! Shoot.

I meant that you're a really beautiful, intelligent, fantastic girl and you don't deserve me being an idiot at you.

...Wait, he didn't give it to you? I'm confused.

No. I took it from him so that he would be my guide.

[Her eyes narrow.] What does that have to do with anything? With us?

You took it from him?

...Go girl.

[It's Stiles, he can't help but inject even the tiniest bit of humor into the situation.]

Look...I thought it was a prince giving it to you. Like, bona-fide prince, son of the king, making you his forever love queen.

[Rapunzel just looks all sorts of confused now.]

A prince? Why would you think that? Eugene is a thief, not a prince.

[There's a long, long pause at that. And then he slowly groans, leaning forward and burying his face in his hands.]

Ooooooh, crud. Seriously?

What? What is it?

Not a prince. Really, honestly not a prince. A literal thief.

I'm an even bigger idiot than I thought. I take back everything I said earlier, I'm not scum. I'm worse than scum. I'm like, mucus. I'm a slime mold. I'm that stuff you get in plastic eggs and make farting noises with.

Stiles. You're not making any sense.

...I've kind of heard the story you're from, Rapunzel.

[Wince. He never ever wanted to tell her that.]

You're supposed to live happily ever after with a prince.

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[She stops and just looks at him.]

Story? What do you mean?

I mean story. Everybody here, we're all from different worlds, right?

[God, this conversation again. Now she was really gonna be mad at him. Everybody he had this discussion with ended up miffed.]

So...basically, all those different worlds, all our different lives, are stories in another world. Where I'm from, there's a very famous fairy tale about you, and your long, beautiful hair, locked away in a tower, until you're rescued by a prince.

[She's at a loss for words as she just stares at Stiles for a long while. Eventually she limply takes a seat on the couch again.]

But I...that's not me. I wasn't rescued by a prince. I left on my own. To see the lights. I don't know any princes.

Yeeeeah. I get that now. I probably should have been paying closer attention.

[For the first time in his life, he didn't figure things out properly. He made his usual jump in logic, but landed completely wrong. And now he's really, properly screwed up.]

I...oh, my god. Rapunzel, I am an even bigger idiot than I ever thought possible. I can't even excuse it anymore. This whole time, I've been thinking there was no way we could last. Because you had your prince to get home to.

Stiles...

[For a moment it sounds like she's going to be comforting or reassuring.]

That is really, really stupid! [Well, so much for that.]

Yup.

[He slumps forward again, elbows on knees, forehead planted on the heels of his palms.]

I'm gonna go get a big neon sign. It'll blink on and off over my head. Just the words "Total Idiot" on repeat all day long, flashing everybody I come in contact with.

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