That night, I am woken up by an odd rustling. "Rapunzel..." I grumble sleepily. "What❓" "Is that you?" "Yes😶" Rapunzel replies, for once leaving her emotions unrevealed. "What are you doing?"

"Leaving😶" "Where are you going?" I ask, trying not to get annoyed at her vague answer. "Mother Gothel's holding a meeting😶 Your not invited😶" I wonder what the meeting is about, but I figure reversed psychology might be the only thing that would get me any answers. I have to make it seem like I have a reason not to care though. "Is Jack?" "No😶" "Well okay then. Bye. Have a good meeting." "Wait seriously❓ You don't care❓" "Nope." I figure I can eavesdrop on the meeting with Jack. The meeting is obviously about us after all. "Wow😱 That was totally not the plan😅" She remembers to be mysterious. "Whatever😶"

"Bye." "Bye😋" Rapunzel leaves and I duck out of the tent the second she's out of sight. "Jack!" I yell, bursting into his tent without even a thought about what he could be doing in there. Jack, luckily asleep and not changing awakens with a start.

"Goldy?..." "Yeah, get out of bed, quick! They're holding a meeting without us! We gotta go spy!" "Umm..." "What?" "Can you leave while I get out of bed?" Jack is blushing now.

"Why?" I ask, with feigned innocence. "I urm, uh, sleep in my underwear." I laugh and the blush creeps down Jack's neck. "Okay, but if you go back to sleep while I'm out I'll come back and rip the blankets off ya, underwear or not!"  I reply teasingly, secretly imagining my crush in his underwear.

A few minutes later, Jack exits the tent fully dressed, and we head towards Gothel's tent. We arrive at the tent only to see Roary already there. "H-" I start to say hi, but am interrupted by Roary's quiet shushing noise. Snoops that don't wanna get caught don't talk, Her glare obviously says.

Me and Jack nod, and creep closer to the wall to listen in. "Could have been hurt... Food... Prophesy... Never leave!" They can barely make out what they were saying. "Danger to themselves... Others... Lives back... Goldy...Jack...". We stiffen at the mention of our names. "...Are fools..." We burst into action.

Roary slinks back into the shadows, knowing there is nothing she can do to stop us. "Hey-" I start to yell, when I felt a yank at my ankles and we lifted by the trap, all the way to the ceiling.

All the occupants of the room, other that Snow, Ella, and Dopey are glaring at us. Snow and Ella look simply miserable to be here, heads hung in shame. Obviously, they are already over it. Dopey just looks very confused, and the sullen prince is nowhere to be found.