Raunzel part 4


Oh, and, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” If the fall was not painful enough, it was Rapunzel’s extremely loud screaming, that sounded like this–


“What’s the matter,” she finally called out in a normal voice, “ARE YOU HURT?”

“NO,” replied Bob a little peevishly, “I do this ALL the time.”

“You live in a tower too?” Rapunzel asked.

Undercover, undercover. He was undercover, must not blow cover.

“Errr, no, no, not REALLY.”

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Rapunzel’s voice was quite strong. She managed to carry very well from the top of the tower.

“I often think it would be wonderful to live like the little people that pass by–they really ARE as little as ants, you know! Anyway, I always have wondered what it would be like to be…free! Is it wonderful?’

“Umm, ummhmmm,” was the plumber’s response. He was rather in a bit of pain, as his fall had not gone quite according to plan. It was dark now, and the clouds were rolling by, preparing a storm. He had to finish tomorrow, perhaps at ten o’clock!

“Will you come back and see me again? Perhaps tomorrow?” Rapunzel called.

Brilliant woman, he thought, she knew just what I was thinking!

Yes,” he answered, “tomorrow at ten o’clock!”

“Oh, you are so kind!” she called back to him. When he left, he whistled to himself, “Just doin’ my job, ma’am, just fixin’ the pipes, fixin’ the pipes!”


*scream this aloud for desired affect


Rapunzel part 3

First of all, it’s time for an apology. It has been forever since this blog has been updated. No fairy tale should be left hanging in the balance for months and months like the way Rapunzel has been…I am terribly sorry ;(

However, that being said, let us continue our story…

The sun is setting, and the light is decreasing in the little castle tower. The plumber continues to frantically search through the young woman’s box, when he looks up a little slowly, and meets her radiant gaze.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“My name?”

“Yes, your name. Are you Rapunzel?” She glanced down and blushed a little, but she didn’t know why.

“Why, yes, yes, I am Rapunzel…how did you know?”

The plumber coughed a little, he himself now turning a little pink, and replied, “Oh, I just heard someone calling, and you’re the only one here besides Mrs. Orangette.”

“MISS Orangette,” Rapunzel corrected gently.

“Well, er, yes. Miss Orangette…oh, well, there are no plumbing books in here.”

“Oh dear,” the young woman replied.

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“You know,” he said, feeling his manhood stir up in him like a thermometer on a hot day, “I’ll just have to risk it. I am sure there are pipes on this roof somewhere, and I’ll find them yet.”

He somehow managed to hoist his small and boxy body up the window.

“Goodbye, fair lady!” he exclaimed, and vanished. His disappearance was so sudden, in fact, that Rapunzel was moved to run to the window and look out after him.

rupunzel 036rupunzel 031rupunzel 037 rupunzel 038 In that time, he had successfully managed to, without a doubt, balance himself on the castle’s fine brick trim. Though his face was a little flushed, and his countenance was a little shaken, he was so filled with the spirit of manhood that he nearly forgot why he was up on the roof. Reality at this time, took opportunity to dawn on him, and when it did, his cheeks were no longer flushed, and his energy dropped with a thud he was sure even Rapunzel could hear.

“What is it?” she cried.

“Umm, just a thought,” was his unsure retort.

“What kind of thought?”

“Just um, it seems to me, that I’ve never seen water go up a pipe, but down.”

“What’s that?” her angelic voice asked.

“How many times have you seen water go UP a pipe?”

The silence. The silence that doomed over Earth after that question was almost unbearable. Finally, very slowly, he thought he saw Rapunzel’s lips move (and very steadily, too, with no quiver). Did he see her lips move, or was it only a glare? Did he? Was it? WAS–

“No, no, water always goes DOWN a pipe.”

That answer ruined the spirit of manhood if anything could have. Bob felt his fingers grow numb, and with little warning, he let go of the wall.