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10. Breathe.Author's Notes: Hello! Welcome to my second Tangled "story". Well, fan fiction I suppose. Longer than the previous oneyay! (Again in Eugene style or would it be Flynn style? Hmmm )10. Breathe. by Soragirlamy
Summary: But as he stood next to Rapunzel, hearing her curse his name and squeezing the life out of him, he began to doubt that hormones were to blame.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tangled. Or Eugene Fitzherbert, sadly. Damn it!
He really should have seen this coming. He had no idea why he thought this wouldn't happen. It had to happen. After all, who else would carry on the legend of his well, legendary smoulder?
Rapunzel had slapped him for that statement at the time, he'd blamed it on hormones. But as he stood next to Rapunzel, hearing her curse his name and squeezing the life out of him, he began to doubt that hormones were to blame. The Queen Rapunzel's mother with whom she shared features was standing on the other si
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I do draw and paint from time to time, but my main focus at the moment is collage!
I was introduced to the art of collage in the seventh grade, but officially became a collage artist while in high school. Now I'm a college sophmore, and I'm trying to juggle my art with schoolwork.
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