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Ugh... I am so itchy. I can't stop itching myself. It's a very strange kind of itchiness. I can't quite explain it... it's too hard to comprehend. I can't comprehend what is happening to me. I feel... like I'm splitting. Like I'm peeling my own skin off. 

"Hey Varian." Rapunzel walks over.

"About what I said before..." I start.

"Hey, hey, don't worry about it." She smiles.

"So... no hard feelings?" I look up.

"No. No. Of course not." She grabs my hand.

Oh, thank God. I look up at her.

"Now c'mon!" She pulls me into the main hall.

I look around. There were all these tables. They were all these people. Everyone was here actually. Did I miss something? Even people from Old Corona. I look around for my dad. But... where is he?

"Don't worry Varian, your father's working on the roof. The chandelier fell again and damaged the shingles." Rapunzel smiles.

"Okay..." I sigh.

"Blondie you've got to try these... mini fried ball thingies!" Eugene/ Flynn slams it into her mouth.

"Wow... so creamy." She slurps.

She stuffs one into my mouth. At first my mouth burns from the hot dough. Then a sweetness fills my mouth that's also salty. I lick my lips. Not bad. It tastes pretty good. Of course I could've gone without the stuffing part in my mouth.

"Let's check out the rest of the food Varian." She takes my hand. 

I turn. I see a guard, but not one I recognized. My eyes narrow.

The show will soon begin.

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