𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜 - 𝙵𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗 𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 x 𝙵𝚎𝚖! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

↣ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 ↢

A/n: This story will be entirely in Y/n's pov and she also has a crossbow as a weapon for a tribute to one of Rapunzel's original designs.
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I slide down the castle's rooftop with my crossbow as quietly as I can. With me on this thieving trip is the Stabbington brothers, Sideburns (he does most the talking) and Patchy (who doesn't really talk much at all), as well as my best friend since childhood, Flynn Rider. Well, really Eugene Fitzhebert, not that he would ever admit it to anyone else.

We were together in the orphanage. My 10 year old self was sitting by myself at a table with my lunch when his 10 year old self came up to me with his pirate hat on and his sword. I thought he looked like a fool so I asked him who he was. He said his name was Flynn Rider, but I raised an eyebrow since I knew he took the name after Flynnigan Rider. He was a swashbuckling rogue who was the richest man alive, not bad with the ladies either, not that he would ever brag. Eugene would read the book about Flynnigan to all the younger kids every night so he started modeling after him, but unlike the book, a partner in crime joined him.

We would start stealing things at the age of ten, and that's also how I got my crossbow. Now we are here, on top of the castle, coming to steal the lost princess's crown.

The four of us quickly hop from different parts of the rooftops to others in an effort to not be seen. As Eugene takes a look over the edge of the roof that the crown is under, he stares in amazement.

F: "Wow! I could get used to a view like this."

Y: "Flynn, come on!"

P: "Rider!"

Eugene asked me to keep calling him Flynn a long time ago so he can keep his fake name, reputation, and ego. Well, the ego was real, but he wanted to be called that so he could keep the confidence of Flynnigan Rider with him. I agreed even though I thought it was a bit dumb since I still have my real name and so do the Stabbington Brothers. But nevertheless, while I call him Flynn Rider in public or around others, I call him Eugene in private, when we are alone, or in my head.

F: "Hold on."

Y: "Are you serious!"

F: "Yep. I'm used to it. Guys, I want a castle."

The three of us look at each other in annoyance at his behavior. Flynn and I don't necessarily get along with the brothers, but we work together so we can make bigger steals like this.

SB: "We do this job, you can buy you and your girlfriend your own castle."

Y and F: "We're not dating!"

Y: "For the last time!"

That has also been another thing in my friendship with Flynn. We are teased about our very close friendship for us dating, but we are just best friends. We care for each other very much even though we don't express it with words very often. It's the gestures that show it. He shows clear protectiveness over me, not letting me run behind him, covering my head with his hand when we are being chased by guards (which happens a bit too often nowadays), and not letting me do the dangerous parts of the missions. I show him my protectiveness or care by bandaging his wounds, get in front of him with my crossbow if there could be something dangerous coming at us, and cooking food for the two of us. It's the unspoken gestures, that for us, count more than words ever could.

One of the brothers, Sideburns, grabs Flynn and we tie a rope around his waist to bring him down, with a satchel, into the room where the crown lays on a cushion like it has been for the past, almost 18 years. The brothers lower him into the room while I load my crossbow and keep it pointed toward any of the 9 guards to make sure they don't hurt Flynn.

As Flynn puts the crown in the satchel, one of the guards sneezes. To his complete stupidity and braveness, Flynn decided to speak to him with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and muttered.

Y: "Idiot."

F: "Ugh, hay fever?"

G: "Yeah...Huh?"

The guard realizes who he was talking to a second too late. He turns back around only to see the crown gone and a tile in the roof missing, with a man and satchel quickly disappearing out of sight.

G: "Wa-Wait! Hey, wait!"

The nine guards all stare up at the ceiling in shock and fear as they realize that this could get them fired.

After about 20 minutes of running, with me in front, Flynn in the middle, and the brothers side by side behind him, we are running on the bridge that leads the land connected to the kingdom. In this land is a massive forest, so massive that anyone can hide in it for a long time without being found. As we are running as fast as we can trying to find shelter, Flynn can somehow find the energy to keep talking.

F: "Can't you picture me in a castle of my own? Because I certainly can. All the things we've seen, and it's only 8:00 in the morning! Gentleman and my lady, this is a very big day!"

Y: "Don't call me that!"

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