tagged: #[brokensmolder]

I’ve been experiencing some Personal Issues and didn’t want to force writing Flynn. (He’s been having Slumber Parties with Rapunzel.)

Not quite sure if I’m at posting level just yet, but I can actually hear him today so we’ll see.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

It was hours before she could check her phone, and when she did, she started blushing almost immediately, remembering the last thing she said.

[Text]: Thanks for the tip. I’ll have to be more careful to proofread, too.

During her work related silence, he plugged in his work phone. Then he answered the small back log of texts.

When he did get her text tone, he picked up the phone and read it over.

[Text]: Yeah that does tend to help. It’s saved me from making too many weird typos.

[Text]: Got a job tonight but the character’s not one I want in your neighborhood. Just a precaution. I’ll let you know when I’ve finished but won’t start until later tonight.

She didn’t know why, but his simple description sent a chill through her.

[Text]: Be careful, okay? What time does it start? How long will it last?

She’d wait up to hear from him as long as she could, and knew she’d be worrying the whole time.

[Text]: It’s at 10pm. Shouldn’t last more than a few hours. Don’t worry I’m just extra cautious at times.

He felt like crap for making her worry. She shouldn’t have to worry. He wasn’t anyone worth worrying over.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

She wondered if he actually almost choked on his coffee or if he was saying that just to make her feel funny.

[Text]: Not that I know of! Elvis Parsley.

[Text]: I need to go back to work. I kiss you.

[Text]: That was supposed to say kiss you!

[Text]: MISS you!

Mortified, she hid the phone and hurried down stairs. What was that phone, Freudian?

[Text]: Oh good grief that was just bad xD

[Text]: Don’t worry, I forgot to warn you about autocorrect.

Was it really an autocorrect or a slip of the fingers?

[Text]: Best way I’ve found for that is to delete a letter and add it again to see if that fixes it.

It was hours before she could check her phone, and when she did, she started blushing almost immediately, remembering the last thing she said.

[Text]: Thanks for the tip. I’ll have to be more careful to proofread, too.

During her work related silence, he plugged in his work phone. Then he answered the small back log of texts.

When he did get her text tone, he picked up the phone and read it over.

[Text]: Yeah that does tend to help. It’s saved me from making too many weird typos.

[Text]: Got a job tonight but the character’s not one I want in your neighborhood. Just a precaution. I’ll let you know when I’ve finished but won’t start until later tonight.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: With their eye!

[Text]: Why does a flamingo lift up one leg?

He snorted.

[Text]: Once again that was horrible.

[Text]: I don’t know…to pee?

She grinned at her phone, picturing the face her must be making, and his groan or appalled joy.

[Text]: No, silly. Cause if they lifted both legs, they’d fall down.

[Text]:What’s green and sings?

[Text]: I nearly choked on my coffee reading that. I dunno, does Pascal sing?

Pizza came and he paid for it and gave a tip. Then he was bored again and just nibbled on the pizza.

She wondered if he actually almost choked on his coffee or if he was saying that just to make her feel funny.

[Text]: Not that I know of! Elvis Parsley.

[Text]: I need to go back to work. I kiss you.

[Text]: That was supposed to say kiss you!

[Text]: MISS you!

Mortified, she hid the phone and hurried down stairs. What was that phone, Freudian?

[Text]: Oh good grief that was just bad xD

[Text]: Don’t worry, I forgot to warn you about autocorrect.

Was it really an autocorrect or a slip of the fingers?

[Text]: Best way I’ve found for that is to delete a letter and add it again to see if that fixes it.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: With their eye!

[Text]: Why does a flamingo lift up one leg?

He snorted.

[Text]: Once again that was horrible.

[Text]: I don’t know…to pee?

She grinned at her phone, picturing the face her must be making, and his groan or appalled joy.

[Text]: No, silly. Cause if they lifted both legs, they’d fall down.

[Text]:What’s green and sings?

[Text]: I nearly choked on my coffee reading that. I dunno, does Pascal sing?

Pizza came and he paid for it and gave a tip. Then he was bored again and just nibbled on the pizza.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: Well, take care of yourself. I’ll miss seeing you there, knowing that “wave” is for me.

[Text]: At least we have text, though, right?

She wanted to go see him, be sure he was okay. She wanted to cuddle with him while they watched television, and tell him bad jokes to make him smile.

[Text]: How do hurricanes see?

[Text]: Right! But if I do work tonight and it’s not in the alley I won’t answer or respond to texts until after they leave. I don’t need their skeevy eyes reading your awesomely bad jokes.

He grinned at the joke.

[Text]: I don’t know, how?

[Text]: With their eye!

[Text]: Why does a flamingo lift up one leg?

He snorted.

[Text]: Once again that was horrible.

[Text]: I don’t know…to pee?

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

At lunch, she checked her phone. Wow, got up around noon.

[Text]: Still don’t feel well? You slept a lot, poor thing.

She didn’t blame him. She wasn’t sure she’d have gotten up if she didn’t have responsibilities to see to.

[Text]: Guess I won’t be seeing you in the alley today? :(

[Text]: Not sure if I’m sick but I just feel drained. So sadly no alley today :( I’ll miss ‘waving’ at you.

He sighed. He really should get some sort of work done, though. He really didn’t feel like checking his work phone, though.

[Text]: Well, take care of yourself. I’ll miss seeing you there, knowing that “wave” is for me.

[Text]: At least we have text, though, right?

She wanted to go see him, be sure he was okay. She wanted to cuddle with him while they watched television, and tell him bad jokes to make him smile.

[Text]: How do hurricanes see?

[Text]: Right! But if I do work tonight and it’s not in the alley I won’t answer or respond to texts until after they leave. I don’t need their skeevy eyes reading your awesomely bad jokes.

He grinned at the joke.

[Text]: I don’t know, how?

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

She hoped. She held on to the phone and hoped that there would be one more message. Just one more. She fell asleep with the phone in her hand.

Morning came and she checked for messages. None. She wasn’t surprised. Flynn liked his sleep.

[Text]: Morning! Starting my day! <3

No. Stop sending him hearts.

With a sad sigh, she hid her phone and went to take her morning shower.

He woke up later than normal even for him, which was weird since he fell asleep earlier than was normal for him. He still felt tired so he made coffee. This time he did order pizza. It was easy, and he could just toss the left overs in the fridge.

While waiting for his delivery, he opened his texts and sipped his coffee.

[Text]: Morning. Just woke up. Having coffee. Pizza soon. Breakfast of champions. Still a zombie.

At lunch, she checked her phone. Wow, get up around noon.

[Text]: Still don’t feel well? You slept a lot, poor thing.

She didn’t blame him. She wasn’t sure she’d have gotten up if she didn’t have responsibilities to see to.

[Text]: Guess I won’t be seeing you in the alley today? :(

[Text]: Not sure if I’m sick but I just feel drained. So sadly no alley today :( I’ll miss ‘waving’ at you.

He sighed. He really should get some sort of work done, though. He really didn’t feel like checking his work phone, though.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

One little word, and her heart swelled. And her eyes misted over. Princess. She was still his princess. She still had no nickname for him.

[Text]: Good night. Sleep well.

I love you.

[Text]: Good night to Amalthea, too.

[Text]: Neigh! (That’s Unicorneese for good night I think.)

It took him awhile to fall asleep. But by this time, an infomercial was on and he’d rather sleep than watch that.

She hoped. She held on to the phone and hoped that there would be one more message. Just one more. She fell asleep with the phone in her hand.

Morning came and she checked for messages. None. She wasn’t surprised. Flynn liked his sleep.

[Text]: Morning! Starting my day! <3

No. Stop sending him hearts.

With a sad sigh, she hid her phone and went to take her morning shower.

He woke up later than normal even for him, which was weird since he fell asleep earlier than was normal for him. He still felt tired so he made coffee. This time he did order pizza. It was easy, and he could just toss the left overs in the fridge.

While waiting for his delivery, he opened his texts and sipped his coffee.

[Text]: Morning. Just woke up. Having coffee. Pizza soon. Breakfast of champions. Still a zombie.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

One day. He wanted there to be a one day. Despite all logic, despite outright rejection, she clung to hope. If he wanted there to be a one day, then she had a chance to love her back one day, too.

[Text]: So far, so good! :)

She wanted to know him so well, too. But he had to show her that secret part he implied was there at the beach. What wasn’t he telling her, and why didn’t he want her to know? She was afraid to ask.

[Text]: Good :)

It was still a bit early, but he just felt completely exhausted. He wanted to keep texting her, but he wanted sleep more. A nice long sleep where hopefully he woke up and everything was better. It wouldn’t be, of course, and that thought added weight to his considerably heavy chest.

[Text]: I’m gonna try to sleep. Just feeling drained. Sleep well when you get there Princess.

One little word, and her heart swelled. And her eyes misted over. Princess. She was still his princess. She still had no nickname for him.

[Text]: Good night. Sleep well.

I love you.

[Text]: Good night to Amalthea, too.

[Text]: Neigh! (That’s Unicorneese for good night I think.)

It took him awhile to fall asleep. But by this time, an infomercial was on and he’d rather sleep than watch that.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: I probably will. You know me so well. :)

He knew her so well, and didn’t want what he found. Why did it have to hurt so much?

[Text]: Not yet. One day I’ll know you so well.

But still, what he did was just through observation.

One day. He wanted there to be a one day. Despite all logic, despite outright rejection, she clung to hope. If he wanted there to be a one day, then she had a chance to love her back one day, too.

[Text]: So far, so good! :)

She wanted to know him so well, too. But he had to show her that secret part he implied was there at the beach. What wasn’t he telling her, and why didn’t he want her to know? She was afraid to ask.

[Text]: Good :)

It was still a bit early, but he just felt completely exhausted. He wanted to keep texting her, but he wanted sleep more. A nice long sleep where hopefully he woke up and everything was better. It wouldn’t be, of course, and that thought added weight to his considerably heavy chest.

[Text]: I’m gonna try to sleep. Just feeling drained. Sleep well when you get there Princess.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: This one about big cats on the African savannah.

She thought about the tiger at the zoo.

[Text]: See? I knew you’d have fun if you just gave it a try.

The memory of him dancing sent a body-wide pulse through her, and she found herself thinking of what his dancing led to, then what it almost led to, then what it actually led to, and it was a crushing blow of sadness all over again. Why? Why couldn’t he love her back the same way? At least Mother told her in what ways she was defective, so she knew how to proceed, and how to try not to be.

She didn’t type, We should to that again, although she started to. But she deleted the letters a few words in.

[Text]: That one actually sounds interesting.

He wondered if she would look away if the cats made a kill.

[Text]: It’s okay if you look away during their meal time.

He sighed. He wanted to dance with her again. And other stuff. But of course he and his stupid self had to ruin things. It was okay when things were undefined but now? He had to keep his grubby paws to himself.

Suddenly he was feeling very tired again.

[Text]: I probably will. You know me so well. :)

He knew her so well, and didn’t want what he found. Why did it have to hurt so much?

[Text]: Not yet. One day I’ll know you so well.

But still, what he did was just through observation.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

[Text]: I’ll try. I don’t think a documentary is going to be nearly as exciting as the club. ;)

She suddenly wondered if he’d try to find that Mel guy and set them up. Wow. Even the flight of fancy hurt to think about.

[Text]: My personal tastes in what to watch strongly agrees with you. What are you gonna see?

[Text]: The club was very fun. You even got me to dance for a little.

[Text]: This one about big cats on the African savannah.

She thought about the tiger at the zoo.

[Text]: See? I knew you’d have fun if you just gave it a try.

The memory of him dancing sent a body-wide pulse through her, and she found herself thinking of what his dancing led to, then what it almost led to, then what it actually led to, and it was a crushing blow of sadness all over again. Why? Why couldn’t he love her back the same way? At least Mother told her in what ways she was defective, so she knew how to proceed, and how to try not to be.

She didn’t type, We should to that again, although she started to. But she deleted the letters a few words in.

[Text]: That one actually sounds interesting.

He wondered if she would look away if the cats made a kill.

[Text]: It’s okay if you look away during their meal time.

He sighed. He wanted to dance with her again. And other stuff. But of course he and his stupid self had to ruin things. It was okay when things were undefined but now? He had to keep his grubby paws to himself.

Suddenly he was feeling very tired again.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

She had her stupid little crying fit before she checked her phone again, and then she stated crying again for a completely different reason.

[Text]: You are? :) That makes me really happy.

Happier than he probably knew. She liked texting. It was so easy to hide what you were feeling in text. Just a little extra punctuation and the receiver thought you were perfectly cheerful and not crying your eyes out.

[Text]: Oh yes. Even just watching television with you is far preferable to watching it alone.

Sigh. This weekend was going to be boring.

[Text]: You have a good time this weekend though, okay?

[Text]: I’ll try. I don’t think a documentary is going to be nearly as exciting as the club. ;)

She suddenly wondered if he’d try to find that Mel guy and set them up. Wow. Even the flight of fancy hurt to think about.

[Text]: My personal tastes in what to watch strongly agrees with you. What are you gonna see?

[Text]: The club was very fun. You even got me to dance for a little.

Rolling in Dough || Modern AU || Rapunzel and Eugene

runningracingdancingchasing:

gottagetmeoneofthese:

runningracingdancingchasing:

Her answer was immediate.

[Text]: No!

She couldn’t do that. She couldn’t live the half-blind life she’d had before he was in it. She loved him, and she needed him around, even if it wasn’t what was best for her.

[Text]: It’s hard enough not seeing you in the alley.

Oh great. Now she was crying again. She held the phone against her chest, tears welling and sliding down her cheeks.

[Text]: I can’t do that.

It would hurt way too much.

His shoulders slumped in relief. He shouldn’t tell her he felt the same way, but her answers were rapid. Maybe she thought that’s what he wanted.

[Text]: Phew! I would have done it if that’s what you wanted but I’m kinda glad it’s not.

She had her stupid little crying fit before she checked her phone again, and then she stated crying again for a completely different reason.

[Text]: You are? :) That makes me really happy.

Happier than he probably knew. She liked texting. It was so easy to hide what you were feeling in text. Just a little extra punctuation and the receiver thought you were perfectly cheerful and not crying your eyes out.

[Text]: Oh yes. Even just watching television with you is far preferable to watching it alone.

Sigh. This weekend was going to be boring.

[Text]: You have a good time this weekend though, okay?