The Twins, the Princess, and the Sundrop

1- What the Hair?!

Careful, careful, careful..." (Y/N) say nervously, hovering over her twin brother, Varian's, shoulder as he carefully pours chemicals into a small glass beaker. "I've got it (Y/N), stop pressuring me!" He replied in the same nervous tone that she have.

"Sorry, sorry," she say, taking a small step back as he finishes pouring the mixture and seals it. "Yeah, we did it!" He exclaims as he holds up his hand for a high-five, and (Y/N) slaps his hand, sighing in relief and pushing her goggles up on her head, and he does the same.

Suddenly, from the back of the room near the door, they hear their alarm bell go off suddenly. "Someone's here," (Y/N) whispers in Varian's ear, and he nods, pulling a welding mask and large cloak on. "Do you have to wear this stuff?" (Y/N) groans. "It's all really overkill if you ask me." "Just shush and put it on!" Varian whispers, and despite her protests, she do, and he hands her a sphere of the glue-trap as we step back and hide.

"So this is where Varian and (Y/N) live," (Y/N) hears a girls voice faintly through the door, getting louder as the people outside approach. "It seems cozy, in a I-wish-I-had-said-goodbye-to-my-loved-ones-before-I-left kind of way." (Y/N) has to hold back giggles; she's not exactly wrong. She hears the door creak open and realizes that the people outside are getting closer.

"Just watch your step Raps," (Y/N) hears another woman's voice say, closer to us this time. Weird nickname, she thinks to herself. "Come on, this way." "It's just fog," she hears the strangely optimistic girl say as they walk into the lab cautiously. "I'm sure it's okay."

(Y/N) sees the trap that she and Varian built get sprung, and she hears them cough before the same girl says, "Fine... A booby trap!" "Raps, everything is going to be o-" the other girl is cut off as Varian approaches them.

"What do you want?" He asks, his voice slightly distorted due to the welding mask over his face. "Um, hi," one of them says after a slight pause. "So, so sorry to bother you sir. I wanted to ask you and someone else about my hair? Because you're such a magic ex-" "Magic?!" Varian exclaims. " I do not work with magic."

"I mean, technically, it's not magic, it's alchemy," (Y/N) says, having snuck up behind Varian and leaning on his shoulder with her mask flipped up so her voice isn't distorted. "But yeah, don't-don't sweat it," Varian finishes, waving his hands.

One of the girls laughs nervously and says, "yeah, got it. So, what is this?" She asks, lifting up her foot in the glue trap she was caught in. "Oh, it's a chemical compound of my- I mean, our own design, thank you," Varian answers as he shrugs his jacket off, correcting himself after (Y/N) glares at him.

"See, we have a bit of a critter problem out here," (Y/N) says, walking over to where a raccoon is caught in the trap after she copies her brother and pulls off her jacket. "And through the miracle of modern alchemy, we have found a humane way to solve the problem," (Y/N) finishes, throwing the raccoon outside.

"This is riveting, but could you get us out of this?" The dark-haired girl asks coldly. "Ha," Varian laughs, patting his apron. "Where is that neutralizing partic- oh, wha- get out of here!" He exclaims as the raccoon walks back in, and he picks it up by the tail and throws it out again, slamming the door behind it.

Varian hands his sister one of the test tubes and she sprinkles the serum over the trap that the two girls are standing in, freeing them almost immediately. "We're so sorry, your highness," Varian says, kneeling in front of the blond-haired told (Y/N) now recognizes to be princess Rapunzel and her friend/bodyguard Cassandra, and she quickly follows suit.

"Your highness?" Princess Rapunzel asks. "Wait, you know who I am?" "Uh, how could we not?" (Y/N) laughs. "I mean, look at your hair!" "Your highness," Varian corrects, clearing his throat. "Oh please, just Rapunzel," she says kindly, and Varian stands up, pulling (Y/N) up with him as he does.