And new light is shed on mayfield_rp!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

So you weren't reading things properly? I will be an adult?

...No, I'm glad. Sort of. I just... Didn't think I'd really be going. And while I'm glad I won't be treated like a child, being married to someone I don't know--

Oh, you're maybe making plans about that? And... You're not going to tell me about them. I should have known.

You know, mun, of all the people I've met since I left the tower, you're really the first one who's as bad as Mother said.

I won't even get to see the lanterns this way. You know that, and you know how important they are to me. So how could you do this?

I won't stop trying to find a way to stop you, you know.

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[truffulacide]

That may as well have been a toy. Give me the right tools and I can make anything.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Anything, huh?

So once we're in Mayfield, you'll be able to build us a way to our homes?

[truffulacide]

It'll be the first thing I'll start working on. I really hope that mayor's wearing clean underwear; I don't want my feet to get dirty while I'm kicking his butt.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Charming.

[...]

So, you won't leave me there?

[truffulacide]

You're darn right it - huh?

[blinks]

What kind of stupid question is that?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

It's not stupid.

[truffulacide]

It is. Why would you even think for one moment that I'd leave you?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well... Last time we talked you kept trying to tell me how you weren't sweet.

But...

You're not leaving me.

[He is getting an awkward, you-are-too-tall-Mister-Once-ler hug.]

[truffulacide]

[too tall is right. he has to put his arms up because if he doesn't, he's pretty sure she'll just end up crushing them. impulse hugs are powerful like that.]

T-That's not sweet! That's just human nature! Friends don't leave friends behind in creepy towns run by psychos. I wouldn't do that to anyone.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[Sorry, nope. Rapunzel is not used to basic human goodness.]

I say it's sweet.

[truffulacide]

I say you're dreaming. [s-squirm]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Okay, fine.

[And letting go now. Slowly.]

I'm glad you'll be there, even if we won't remember each other from all this.

[truffulacide]

...I'm glad, too. And it'll hardly matter as long as we're making even better memories to replace the ones we've lost. Which I'm sure we will.

Don't sweat it.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Right! I'm sure we can find some fun to do in Mayfield.

Thank you, Once-ler.

[truffulacide]

I'll hold you to it, don't think that I won't.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well...

I'll hold you to it, too.

[...]

So there.