fandomhighdorms | Third Floor Common Room [Tuesday afternoon]

Rapunzel had spent so much time in her tower doing certain activities that she almost didn't want to do some of them anymore, instead just picking and choosing her favorites -- the things she'd do even if she wasn't incredibly bored and lonely.

Like cooking. Or working on her mural, which was now nearly finished (though she'd probably start on the ceiling as soon as her wall space was up, if Anders didn't actually tell her she couldn't or something.) She'd spent almost no time whatsoever working on candle-making or pottery, partially due to lack of supplies, but mostly due to lack of interest.

Today, though, when she'd ventured out in search of something to do, she'd managed to get her hands on a puzzle. And as dorky as she knew it was (because Mother was more than happy to tell her, and often), Rapunzel loved puzzles.

So Tuesday afternoon found her on the common room floor, the pieces spread out in front of her and her hair wound in a neat circle around the room.

"That's a middle piece, Pascal, we're looking for the edges still, silly." Pascal, who was helpfully offering pieces up to Rapunzel periodically, was on the verge of a fit of pique, seriously. Rapunzel was going to end up with a chameleon hiding amongst puzzle pieces if she wasn't careful.

[open due to unexpected boredom (that supposed madness this afternoon was actually canceled!) but with usual SP-at-work caveats! mostly i just wanted to use this icon, idk.]

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"Then you just have to have help," Rapunzel declared. Not that she'd ever gotten help, aside from Pascal, before today but still. "Which is good because people here are really social and like to do stuff together, and this thing's gonna be done way faster than any of the ones I did at home."

She didn't mind. At all.

"That makes perfect sense," Anders declared, and gathered together a handful of puzzle pieces. He bent his head over them, sorting the edges out from the others.

"How have you been lately, anyhow?" he asked as he worked. "Have any cases of amnesia lately?"

"I got skipped," Rapunzel sighed, smiling over at him, "but I kiiiiinda heard you didn't. I mean, radio. How'd that go?"

She sort of loved being skipped, in this case. If she hadn't known why she had seventy feet of hair, she'd have been liable to cut it, and she wasn't exactly ready to make any crazy moves like that just yet.

Anders grimaced. "Let's just say it's much more difficult to find your way out of the island preserve without a map or any memories than anyone would expect. On the bright side, we did see some lovely blue deer."

"You got lost in the woods?" Rapunzel winced sympathetically. "Oh, gosh. But aren't the blue deer cute? I take them carrots and little pieces of bread and stuff sometimes."

Of course she did. Of course.

"I mean, getting lost is scary, but at least there were cute deer!"

"You feed the -- of course you feed the deer," Anders sighed in fond exasperation. "And we didn't get lost, exactly. We lost track of time Friday and decided to sleep rough, and the next thing we knew we were waking up without memories."

"You just slept in the woods?" Rapunzel stared at him in abject horror, as though he'd said he had decided it might be a good idea to go see if he could purposely catch pneumonia. "Where there might be anything? I mean, there's cute deer, and those big...cow kinda things, but what if there'd been something more dangerous out there?"

Poison ivy, perhaps? Maybe quicksand? Large bugs? Rapunzel had many completely irrational fears that could be applied here.

"I'm a mage and Edward can take care of himself," Anders pointed out, slightly amused. "I wouldn't make a habit of it, but staying in one place after dark is probably safer than stumbling around trying to get home. You've never slept outside?"

Rapunzel shook her head, and shrugged. "I mean, the only places I've slept have been my tower, and -- you know. Our room. So no. Is it fun?"

In hindsight, she probably would have ended up doing the same if she hadn't found the portal that had taken her here, but that didn't mean she would have slept well, or wouldn't have been scared.

Anders wrinkled his nose. "It can be if you build a good fire and there aren't many bugs."

"Ugh, see, I wouldn't know the first thing about building a fire out of nowhere. Bet it's a lot easier when you have fire magic instead of, y'know, matches or flint or whatever you'd use in the woods," Rapunzel sighed. "Maybe I should just stick to sleeping inside."

Probably a good idea for now, yes.

"Probably a good idea," Anders told her. "But I could teach you to make a fire without magic sometime, if you want. It's not hard."

Though they'd need to be very, very careful to keep her hair out of the way.

"You mean without matches, too?" she asked curiously. "'Cause I can use those! We don't have electricity at home or anything."

As he may have gathered, given that she still sometimes liked to play with the light switches.

"That'd be awesome! Then if I ever did get lost in the woods, I at least could do that. And maybe a fire would keep away bugs, too?"

"With flint and sticks," Anders confirmed. "We don't have matches at home either. It's not easy, but you're right -- if you got lost in the woods it's a damn sight better than wandering in circles and hoping you don't get attacked by deer."

Third Floor Common Room [Tuesday afternoon]

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