Down it Comes: Extended
“Rapunzel, Rapunzel,” the knight cried. “Let down your hair!”
“Anything for you, handsome,” Rapunzel replied. She set to unbraiding her very, very, long hair. The knight waited patiently. After two hours, she called down: “I’m done!”
“Great!” The knight said. He paused expectantly. When no waterfall of golden locks tumbled out the window, he added, “can you toss your hair down here?”
“Whatever for? It’ll get dirty.”
“So I can visit you, of course.”
“Oh! Silly me. I’ll do that right away.” Down came the hair. The knight dutifully grabbed it and began to climb. Surprised at the sudden weight, Rapunzel screeched as she was dragged out the window. The knight landed on his butt as Rapunzel crashed next to him. She did not survive the fall.
“Oh dear,” the knight said.
Down it comes.
“Rapunzel, Rapunzel,” the knight cried. “Let down your hair!”
“Anything for you, handsome,” Rapunzel replied. She set to unbraiding her very, very, long hair. After two hours, she announced: “Done!”
The knight waited. When no golden locks descended, he added, “can you toss your hair down here?”
“Oh! Silly me. I’ll do that right away.” Down came the hair. The knight dutifully grabbed hold and ascended. Rapunzel screeched as the sudden weight yanked her out the window. The knight landed on his butt as Rapunzel crashed next to him. She did not survive the fall.
“Oh dear,” the knight said.
Dragon in Distress
Princess Bethany thinks it says something about the intelligence of the King’s knights that they continuously ignore the large letters she had painstakingly scraped into the side of the castle’s main chamber spelling out ‘THE WITCH TURNED ME INTO A DRAGON’ in favor of stabbing her with swords the size of her toenails.