The Truth Behind Rapunzel (Gothel)
No sooner have I stepped inside than someone speaks up, "Hand over your first born child, Gothel."
I spin around to be faced with a mysterious pair of blue eyes and a wry smile. "Rumplestiltskin." I breathe, "I thought you went off to explore the world."
"I did. Now I'm back. I will expect you to uphold your promise." He says, running a hand through his long, dark hair.
"I made that promise when I was eight." I reply, thinking back.
"I'm never going to get married and I'm never going to have children!" I declared decisively.
"Really?" Rumplestiltskin inquired.
"Yes. Boys are stupid."
"Hey! That's not very nice." Rumplestiltskin whined, putting his hands on his hips.
I stuck my tongue out. "Fine. Then if you are never going to get married, I suppose you won't mind agreeing to give me your first born child." He challenged.
"Alright. Because it will NEVER happen!"
"A promise is a promise." Rumplestiltskin says, "You must uphold your word."
"For your information, this child isn't even mine." I respond.
This takes Rumpelstiltskin by surprise. "She's not?"
I explain what happened. "Well, she is a first born child, and now she's yours, so she IS your first born child." He decides.
