Oh, but I'm not angry now. Relax! [ THANK GOD FOR ALCOHOL. Rapunzel simply laughs off her outburst, stops
and then frowns down at him, tilting her head with exaggerated slowness. ] What do you mean different... Different from your home? I wouldn't know how people are supposed to behave anyway. I'd never met a person before I came here. Well, there was Flynn Rider, but that's--
Rapunzel... [ He isn't worried because he thinks she's angry, he's worried because she's a tiny drunk standing on a table. He moves to stand on the bench, hands reaching out to steady her by the shoulders. ]
That's all well and good, but do you have to do that from up here? [ Though... what?! He looks at her weirdly for that confession, laughing slightly. ] You hadn't met... anyone? Who's Flynn Rider?
[ Other than some beautiful man, apparently? ] Your boyfriend?
[ There's a bit of a teasing lilt to that considering how dreamy she makes it all sound. Yeah, that's your fault gurl. ]
Boyfriend. [ See her eyebrow, watch it rise! Rapunzel tosses back her own head, laughs, and then, indeed, almost falls backwards onto her kawaii butt because she's clumsier than normal and also lucky. The fall is broken mostly by her own flailing limbs but she's still laughing and Merlin's still got her shoulders. ]
Heh, heh, heh. I have lots of boyfriends. You're a boy friend. [ Punctuating the "you're" with a sharp, playful poke to the forehead. ] Flynn is a... boy... friend.
[ She wrinkles her nose. ]
No. Actually, he's not. He was my guide but now I don't need a guide and I have you guys instead.
[ Woah, okay. He isn't that steady either considering he's also downed a couple of those drinks, but he has a good foot on her so maybe it's just a little easier to absorb and not make him quite as drunk. ]
I think you're forgetting what boyfriend is supposed to mean in the modern world. [ Though his hands reach for hers then, pulling her back into a steadier position that doesn't make it seem like she'll fall backwards off the table. ]
You don't need a guide while you're here though, no. Or if you do, you're right. You have us.
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and then frowns down at him, tilting her head with exaggerated slowness. ] What do you mean different... Different from your home? I wouldn't know how people are supposed to behave anyway. I'd never met a person before I came here. Well, there was Flynn Rider, but that's--
[ Just a memory now. ]
...
... He was beautiful.
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That's all well and good, but do you have to do that from up here? [ Though... what?! He looks at her weirdly for that confession, laughing slightly. ] You hadn't met... anyone? Who's Flynn Rider?
[ Other than some beautiful man, apparently? ] Your boyfriend?
[ There's a bit of a teasing lilt to that considering how dreamy she makes it all sound. Yeah, that's your fault gurl. ]
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Heh, heh, heh. I have lots of boyfriends. You're a boy friend. [ Punctuating the "you're" with a sharp, playful poke to the forehead. ] Flynn is a... boy... friend.
[ She wrinkles her nose. ]
No. Actually, he's not. He was my guide but now I don't need a guide and I have you guys instead.
...Right?
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I think you're forgetting what boyfriend is supposed to mean in the modern world. [ Though his hands reach for hers then, pulling her back into a steadier position that doesn't make it seem like she'll fall backwards off the table. ]
You don't need a guide while you're here though, no. Or if you do, you're right. You have us.
[ Who is "us"???????? ]