Little Eugene. Idek why.

[therewasthisbook]

You have a ton of problems here, you know, like me not looking the same age in these little pictures. And the fact that there's only three of them. And you keep saying you need more headcanon. I don't know what that means, but it sounds like another problem.

...But I guess it's pretty neat that you wanted me.

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[guidethesun]

[Eugene reaches into his vest and pulls out a sketch that Rapunzel made for him one day. It's a sketch of herself, looking happy and modest, and Eugene still can't believe how Rapunzel forgot to capture how beautiful her cheeks look when flushed and the way her eyes dance when she smiles.]

This is her. Rapunzel. Our princess.

[therewasthisbook]

Wow...

So... How does it all happen?

[guidethesun]

[Yep. Bask in the glory that is our awesome future, kid.]

That'd be cheating fate to tell you.

[therewasthisbook]

Fine, I guess you're right.

But just because you're me.

[guidethesun]

[He grins.]

Wanna meet her?

[therewasthisbook]

Yeah! I do!