You are my one and only (Jackunzel)

#3 Chocolate (Part 1)

Rapunzel's POV

A few hours later...

since my parents ain't home yet, I decided to watched my favorite movie Mean girls. "Yes, my favorite cast there is Amanda Seyfried. And my friends tells me that I look like her, though."

I plopped down on the couch and slouched at it, since I'm too lazy to do my chores, Jack often times do my chores when he's here, which is sweet.

But he's originally lazy like me. But these days, he turned more active and industrious. He even massage my temples when I'm stressed sometimes, that's why I love him. "I know what you're thinking, and yep. I'm lazy."

By the time I pressed the play button, **Ding dong** I heard my doorbell rang, making me pause the movie.

I ran in front of the door and opened it, revealing Jack, hiding something behind him, but I didn't bother to know about it. "Hey." I greeted sweetly.

"Hey, Punzie." He responded and hugged me with his cozy arms.

After we let go of the hug, "What're you doing here?" We asked coincidently and gasped and laughed afterwards.

"Well... I'm watching a movie, until you came in." I answered.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know..." he apologized.

"No no, that's fine. It's just starting right now." I forgave him and gave him a warm smile.

He smiled back and entered inside. "So, why are you here again?" I asked him, sitting back on the couch.

"Well. I just wanna give you something." He smirked, sitting down beside me.

I smiled widely. "Oh, really? What is it?" I asked eagerly.

He put his hands between our gap, and he's holding a Nutella. "I wanna give this to you, since you're chocoholic." He told me with a side smirk.

Jack's short POV

Wondering why Nutella? Lemme tell you. I put a paper behind the container cap and it has 'Will you be my Mrs. Frost for the rest of my life?' Written at it. Cute isn't it? And yeah, this is my plan C.

Back to Rapunzel's POV

I was about to have it with me, but something refreshed my mind.

**Flashback**

I was inside the clinic, since my teeth are completely aching unbearably.

Then, Dr. Meadow, the British dentist went in front of me, making me sat up straight.

He pried my mouth as I opened it automatically.

He narrowed his eyes, making me look more curious. "Dactar, what happaned? What's wrang wath my tath?" I asked, while my mouth is open wide. I can't speak properly, though.

He unpried my mouth. "Well... you had a toothache. That's all." He told me with a British accent. Told ya, he's British.

"I know, but this one is so painful!" I exclaimed.

"Well... there's only one thing to do about it." He said.

"W-what is it?" I asked.

"Do not eat sweets... especially chocolates." He warned me.

I widened my eyes. "Why?" I asked nervously, since I can't live without chocolates.

"Choose one: Avoid eating sweets so your teeth's pain will remove soon... or eat sweets all you want but soon you'll loose your teeth and use dentures instead." He gave me two choices, showing me his two fingers.

I sighed, signal for having a decision. "I won't eat sweets." I stated.

**End of flashback**