The Past and The Truth

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Rapunzel went downstairs and was surprised to see her mother cooking breakfast

"Oh Goodmorning Flower!"

Rapunzel smiled

"What's all this Mother?"

Gothel walked towards the table and placed a plate of newly baked cookies

"Breakfast...Just thought of cooking it for us today...got quite bored."

Rapunzel just nodded and sat down on her seat

"Are you going out today mother?"

Gothel chewed on her cookie before looking at her

"No...I'm staying here for the whole day...I'll get some sleep."

Rapunzel nodded again...but it's kinda weird...her mother would always go out and do who knows what

After eating, Rapunzel washed the dishes,swept the floor and did some laundry with Gothel dusting the furnitures

"Rapunzel dear...I'll be in my room if you need anything."

"Okay mother."

When Gothel closed her bedroom door, Rapunzel went to her room and scanned through her papers

She dreamt of the same boy last night drawing pictures with her and she remembered that she placed those papers on her drawer

"It's got to be here somewhere." she whispered to herself

She had a strong feeling that it's not just any dream...it feels like it happened before..a memory perhaps

She groaned and placed all the papers on the floor

"Where is it?"

She tossed the papers around searching for a specific drawing...

It took a while until she finally found it...her heart raced as she read the name below the drawing of the boy

"Jack Frost"

There was a gust of wind and her head throbbed in pain again and she curled up grasping her head as she hissed "Why is this happening?"

Pascal patted her arm trying to comfort her but it was no use...after a few moments...the pain faded away and her visions was blurry as she watched the ceiling

"Mother" she murmurred as she stared up

Surprisingly...a figure lit up and she frowned trying to figure what the figure was...with her elbows, she pushed herself up and focused on the figure

It's It's "A sun" when she said those words more lit up and it turned out the symbol was in every painting she made...Her eyes widened and her lips were parted...that symbol is the symbol of the kingdom

She slowly sat up and then with all her strength,stood up

The lights from the sun envaded her visions and it somehow transported her to a flashback of some kind

She stared at the baby with golden hair just like hers,giggle and chew on her tiny foot...there was a man and a woman and they have crowns on their heads...The King and Queen

The Queen picked up her baby with a smile and they cuddled for a while...the image changed and it was night time...the moon was full and the night was peaceful when the door to the balcony opened and in went a stranger in a cape and walked towards the sleeping baby

The stranger sang a very familiar song and the hair of the baby glowed...the intruder picked up a strand of the baby's hair and her wrinkles on her hand was gone the second she touched the glowing strand..she cut the strand but it turned to brown and the wrinkles came back instantly

She gasped and stared at her hand and then at the strand...she scooped the baby in her hands,waking the princess in the process causing for her to cry...the royal couple heard the cry but when they sat up...it was too late...the old lady got the princess

The image changed and there was a little girl ready to sleep when she saw something....this girl was the princess and she grew older...she walked towards the mirror and saw frost on it..she giggled when she touched it...Suddenly the word "hi" was written and she gasped..."Jack Frost!"

This time...it was an image of Gothel and Pitch smiling wickedly and they both shook hands "Rapunzel is as good as ours!"

Rapunzel gasped as she came back to reality and since it was a lot to take in...she stumbled and landed on her bedside table causing all the stuff on top crash to the floor making so much noise...she immediately looked out hoping her 'mother' didn't hear it...she didn't

Pascal watched her in worry and Rapunzel looked at him "I remember everything" she breathed out

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