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First Date
Characters: Stiles and Rapunzel | Closed
Date: October 1
Location: Wood, and then Earth Sector
Situation: Stiles has asked Rapunzel out on something resembling a date. Asti and the rest of Keelai is about to keel over from shock.
Warnings/Rating: Probably none. Rapunzel's a Disney princess, after all. I think there are laws against that kind of thing.
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Stiles knocks on the door to Rapunzel's suite for the second time in as many weeks. Only this time, he's there to ostensibly take her out to dinner. This is honestly the first time he's asked a girl out for dinner and had her say "YES" so it's a huge, world-shaking deal for him.
He's wearing his jeans, and a Keelai-style shirt in green, with a Mandarin collar. It doesn't suit him, but it's better than the same plaid shirt he's been wearing since he got here, right?
Oh god, please let this go well...
Date: October 1
Location: Wood, and then Earth Sector
Situation: Stiles has asked Rapunzel out on something resembling a date. Asti and the rest of Keelai is about to keel over from shock.
Warnings/Rating: Probably none. Rapunzel's a Disney princess, after all. I think there are laws against that kind of thing.
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Stiles knocks on the door to Rapunzel's suite for the second time in as many weeks. Only this time, he's there to ostensibly take her out to dinner. This is honestly the first time he's asked a girl out for dinner and had her say "YES" so it's a huge, world-shaking deal for him.
He's wearing his jeans, and a Keelai-style shirt in green, with a Mandarin collar. It doesn't suit him, but it's better than the same plaid shirt he's been wearing since he got here, right?
Oh god, please let this go well...
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When she answered the door she was wearing a new dress she had made, though it was similar in style to her usual dress. She had picked green in the fabric choices, though pink was still very prevalent. Her hair, thanks to Julie was braided instead of hanging loose.
"Stiles, hello!" She smiled brightly at him.
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"Wow. You look beautiful."
It's out of his mouth before he can stop it, the compliment leaving him easily. Because it was true, she looked absolutely gorgeous.
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"Thank you." She stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. "You look very nice, too." The style of shirt was one she had seen around, and one she was interested in experimenting with.
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Stiles has been hung up on Lydia Martin for so long. SO long. So when both Scott and Isaac encouraged him to find somebody else, to get over it, he'd been incredibly reluctant. Until he met Rapunzel. And then that reluctance had dissolved easily in her green eyes, teaching her how to use her gas oven. Ridiculous, but true.
"Thanks. Not really my style, but I can't exactly go to Urban Outfitters for new clothes here. Ready to go?"
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"Yes." She nodded. "Um, this might be silly but...is that like a seamstress?"
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"Sorta. I'd rather have a seamstress here anyway. But I can't ask you to make all my clothes."
Their hands clasped together, he gives her fingers a gentle squeeze, and gives her a smirk.
"We'll talk about that later. Dinner first. C'mon."
And after she locks up her suite, he starts leading her toward the Earth Sector, and his favorite street food.
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"So the place is somewhere near here?" she asked as she looked all around. She took in the sights and sounds of the sector.
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As they stroll into Earth Sector, he points toward the neighborhood where his suite is.
"I live that way. Kind of. At least, once in a while. My friends and I all switch around in suites. It's fun that way, right? But I still come here to spend time on my own when I need it."
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"Are your friends ones that you made here? Or are they friends from your home?"
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He's envisioning this introduction, where he introduces her to Scott, and the thought makes him smile.
"Scott's my best friend, and you'll love him. Isaac...is a good guy, when he wants to be. And Erica's a good girl. You have similar hair, now that I think about it, even if yours is longer. But yeah, we're all from the same town. It's honestly super comforting."
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"They sound nice. I'd like to meet them sometime."
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"I'll introduce you guys sometime. I think they'd like you."
The background was shifting subtly, from the forests of Wood to the crackling, magical Fire. They had to pass through Fire to get to Earth, after all, and it was a nice walk. Just the right length to chat about things.
"So...um. What's your home like? I mean, back home, not here on the turtle?"
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With her free hand Rapunzel played with the tail of her braid. Talking about home was...complicated. Letting people know about her unusual upbringing already seemed to get her enough odd looks and pitied expressions.
"Home was...beautiful. There was a forest all around where I lived. In the summer it was so green and bright and the flowers were all sorts of colors. I'd plant some by my window every year so that I could see them blooming up close."
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Date Number 2
He raps three times on Rapunzel's door, glancing over his shoulder at Scott's suite. Heh. Such a crazy coincidence...
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After set up she had gone to clean up, washing the flour off of her hands, and even her face. After her talk with Korra, she had been wondering non-stop about this "date" she now had with Stiles, and had found it impossible to stop. She should try to clear things up between them, but she was looking forward to just having a good time that night.
She answered the door and gave him one of her brightest smiles.
"Stiles! You're right on time."
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He grins back at her, just as brightly, and holds up the bags of goodies. He was also looking forward to having a good time tonight. Even if his expectations were slightly different than hers. Not too much. Just slightly.
"Where should I put everything?"
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It was her first time cooking for anyone but herself and her mother, but Rapunzel was confident enough in her cooking abilities that she wasn't too worried about it. Besides, other things were too busy weighing on her mind.
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"Thanks for cooking," he says with a charming grin. "I mean, I could try to cook for you in return but I can barely manage a grilled cheese. I eat out a lot."
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Rapunzel, whose hair was down at home, was careful to maneuver around the kitchen as she went through to things Stiles had brought with him. Her hair, for the most part, was actually outside of the kitchen space.
"Do you think you could do some cutting for me though? It will help things go faster."
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"Of course! It's not gonna be totally perfect, but I'll do my best."
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"Did you have a good day today?"
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"Yeah! I had an earlier shift today at work, I switched so I could come over tonight. How about you? Anything fun and exciting?"
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She was still nervous about starting a job; having to work in close proximity with other people, but the idea was exciting at the same time. Making clothes, especially as a comfort to people who were strangers to this place, was appealing. And Rapunzel didn't want to live off of other people's charity forever.
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He stops what he's doing for a second and turns to her fully, a giant grin on his face.
"That's awesome! Congrats. You're gonna do a great job, I know it."
Knife back down on the board, and he crosses to her to give her a congratulatory hug.
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"Oh, um, thank you." Her voice came out more flustered than she would have liked. "I'm really looking forward to it."
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