NIJISANJI EN MUSICAL

POMUZEL

A/N. Derived the songs from the movie "Tangled"

Enjoy!

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"Draw the lots!" Ike shouted, holding a colorful box high above his head.

"I'm going first!" Luca declared, his excitement palpable as he darted toward Ike. With a grin, he reached into the box, his hand rummaging around before pulling out a rolled piece of paper. He unrolled it slowly, squinting one eye and peeking through the other.

"Props? POG!" Luca cheered, turning to face the props team—Fulgur, Uki, Sonny, and Mysta. He waved enthusiastically as he bounced over to join them.

"Welcome to the team!" Fulgur greeted with a warm smile as Luca plopped down beside them.

"Pomu, you're up next!" Ike announced with a dramatic flourish. Pomu bounced excitedly and reached into the box, pulling out a similar rolled paper. Her eyes widened as she unrolled it.

"Rupunzel! Oh my gosh, this is my moment!" Pomu squealed, hopping up and down with delight.

"Now now, my dear, mother needs you to sing~" Enna chimed in, referencing the iconic scene from *Tangled* with a playful smirk.

"I can't believe Enna pulled the Mother Gothel character. I really thought Uki was going to get it," Elira chuckled, dipping her hand into the box. She drew out a rolled paper, her curiosity piqued.

"What did you get?" Pomu asked eagerly, watching as Elira examined her paper.

"I'll be damned," Elira muttered, then dropped to one knee in front of Pomu, taking her hand with a theatrical flourish. "Mirror, mirror—oh wait, wrong script! I mean, beautiful Rupunzel, lay down your needlessly long hair so I may climb up your ridiculously tall tower!"

Enna burst into laughter, enjoying the playful mockery. "That's from *Snow White*, Elira!"

Elira laughed heartily, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "What can I say? I was the Evil Queen in a past life!"

"You're the prince?!" Pomu gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Yep!" Elira replied, grinning ear to ear. "I'm going to grab your hair so hard you'll be begging me on your knees."

Pomu laughed, shaking her head. "Like I could kneel up there! I mean, I can, but you'll still be looking up."

Elira howled with laughter, clearly enjoying the banter. "Daaaammmnnn," she said, still laughing as Ike stood by, letting everyone savor their roles and the fun of the moment.

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"Follow the lines, Elira!" Vox called out, perched at the front with the script held theatrically to his mouth. He gestured emphatically at Elira, who was decked out in a prince's costume, awkwardly clutching Pomu's long, cascading hair that draped from the tower.

"I am!" Elira retorted, struggling to keep the voluminous hair out of her face. "But Pomu's annoying hair keeps getting in the way!"

"Excuse me?! My hair is as smooth as fairy dust!" Pomu retorted with a flourish, her hand sweeping back in a dramatic gesture. Unfortunately, her hair, shimmering with the movement, swung directly into Elira's face with a loud smack.