From Your Tower ➛ OUAT

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

"This is my favorite pass time," Tinkerbell explains, holding her back onto a tree and looking around the corner of it to look at the lost boys working. "I've been messing with these boys for years now and they still don't know it's me."

"You can climb, right?" TInk whispers, looking over to Rapunzel who is leaning her back on the tree next to her own. "Peter said you could climb."

"I can." Rapunzel agrees. "But what am I going to be doing?"

"Climb up that tree as fast and as quietly as you can. When you get to the top... undo the braid you have. Then throw it to me when I motion you to. Got it?"

Rapunzel nods and climbs up the tree. The tree gave her wonderful memories of the first night she was here, the first time Peter Pan and her had talked seriously. Two days ago- yet it feels so much longer.

Her third day on Neverland. It was weird to think of, for she has already gone through so many stages of life that usually took a character a whole book to go through.

Confusion- that started when Peter Pan had caught her. She was unaware of what power he possesses, for he shouldn't have survived after the fall she had fallen. He should have been squished, maybe just as dead as she would have been.

Excitement, which had been discovered when Peter Pan had told her of a new land. A Neverland, which wold be an adventure. She lived for an adventure. Her whole extent of her time here has been an adventure.

Facsination, which are her feelings toward Peter. Peter. She finds herself thinking of him a lot of the time. She finds herself staring at him when he is not looking, observing everything about him. Fear was when Captain Hook had stolen her and tied her up. As she sat there in the darkness, it scared her more than anything that in the end it would end like that. She would never get to help Peter Pan and the lost boys. They would remain lost for the rest of their lives.

Relief as Peter Pan came and saved her. He had saved her so many times already- that only made the need to want to help him increase more.

Despair, when the feelings of the death she has caused all came barreling to her. It all happened at once, everything that was numb, suddenly became un-numb. She felt the feelings of all of the dead men, thought of their scared and shocked faces as she stabbed them. She hated knowing that she was the reason for that.

And lastly, friendship. She feels friendship growing between herself and Tinkerbell already. The girl's smile brought one to her own lips. Though they only just met, she is already making what she did last night bearable. Not exactly bearable, but she is able to go through the day without breaking down. Yet.

Friendship is with Peter Pan as well. It's hard to deny what they are having with each other. Isn't that what friendship is? Being able to tell each other everything? Perhaps she will tell Tink everything after what she is planning here.

She was mostly expecting one of the lost boys to notice her as she climbed up the tall tree. If the lost boys were anything like Peter, they would have noticed her. But they just keep on working, lost in their own thoughts.

Rapunzel quickly took the band out of the bottom of her blonde hair, and untangling everything until is once again straight. It is so much longer without it being braided- she noticed. When it was braided, it reached down to her feet. When it wasn't, it was about three lengths of her. She held her hair in her hands, being careful that it won't fall. Rapunzel didn't know what Tinkerbell was planning, but she obviously didn't want it to be known.

She was stuck on the top of the tree for longer than she thought for. When she looked down to where Tink was before, she no longer stood there. She sighed quietly and put her head back onto the tree.

TInkerbell flies by her face, leaving some excess dust in her path. Fairy dust- she was told it was. Tink is a fairy- What Felix had thought she was.

Tinkerbell could make herself the size of a pea, and do other things that she simply with a mischievously glint in her eye said, "You'll see." She learned that people on Neverland never told direct answers.

Guessing that was the signal, she threw a strand of her blonde hair to Tink. The mini girl managed to catch it, her white wings flapping furiously. It made no sense to Rapunzel why the lost boys didn't look up at all.

Tink began to down with the hair. She began to go down behind a lost boy to a log. She stood on it, until Peter came barraling into the scene. Rapunzel quickly pulled up her own hair, pulling Tinkerbell with it.

When Tink got up to the tree next to Rapunzel, she flew to stand on Rapunzel's knee and looked at her confused. Rapunzel just put a finger to her lips to shush her then points down to Peter.

"Have any of you seen Tinkerbell or Rapunzel?" Peter asks. He looks around to the boys as they shake their heads in silence. He groans in annoyance and shakes his head. "I lost track of them."

"Didn't they say not to follow them?" One of the lost boys got the courage to ask.

"Shut it." He grumbles, turning around to leave. "If you see them, don't tell them that I was looking for them. Just report back to me."

The boys all nod, then Peter finally leaves. Rapunzel and Tinkerbell share a quick glance. It was silence then, so Rapunzel had to force her heavy breathing quiet. It takes a minute or two until the lost boys finally get back to their work. Some began to talk to themselves or sung or did something while they worked, so Rapunzel could finally let a sigh of relief out and have it go unnoticed.

Tink pointed down the tree before she flew away, back the way they had came. Rapunzel groans and climbs down the tree after her. She gave herself a virtual pat on the back for not falling off this time.

Her hair was no longer braided, so she now had to hold it as she ran after Tinkerbell. When she finds the girl, she is now once again normal girl size. She was sitting on the floor crossed legged with a hand under her chin in thought. "This is so strange."

"What is?" Rapunzel asks.

"He should have been able to find us. Peter, I mean. Anyone who is here he can sense where they are. He can't sense me because I was in fairy form, but he- he should be able to sense where you are."

"And how can he do that?"

Tinkerbell looks down at the floor and huffs, blowing a piece of curly blonde hair out of her face.

This only gave her more questions about Peter Pan. She felt a wave of frustration go through her once all of the questions she had thought up about clouded her mind. None of them were so far answered.

Suddenly Tink looks up at Rapunzel excited. "We can do so much with this!"

"What do you mean?"

"He can't tell where you are. This can be both a blessing and a curse. And you know what? We're making it a blessing."

"Tink..."

"Oh, come on, R! I'm not going to get you killed or anything. It'll just be easier for you to do little missions for me. Spying on Peter, messing with the lost boys, this will be so fun!"

R. Though simple, it was a nickname. Something that made her feel special.

"What could it hurt?"