The 39th Song

[tangledintower]

[PRIVATE TO FLYNN RIDER//WOEFULLY, WOEFULLY HACKABLE]

Eugene...? We need to talk...

...Oh, I don't know how to say this...

Eugene, we can't be friends anymore! I'm sorry!

Oh, it's not that I don't want to not be your friend. I like you, I like you a whole lot! But...well...

...That curse, the truth or dare one, when you were running around, er...without clothes? It made me realize something. You're a man, and no matter how good friends we may be, your sinful nature will inevitably kick in at some point, and you'll be forced to force yourself upon me and rip me apart from the inside out.

So, I'm sorry. We can't be friends anymore.

[ooc: This is extremely hackable, to the pint where basically anybody can read it. And yes, Flynn is going to have to find a way to give Rapunzel a non traumatizing version of the talk.]

Comments

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Wow. Looks like you're way overdue then.

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

What am I supposed to do?

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Go find somebody to tell you the truth.

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

I'll look into it.

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Good, just make sure they'll also break you in easily. Lord knows you'll need a thorough yet light explanation.

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

I'm starting to get that feeling, yeah...

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Best of luck to you.

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I think I'm gonna need it...