Rapunzel tapped her shoulders, letting her know it was done. She nodded with satisfaction at her handiwork. Natalie was a good friend, and didn't even question the long hair. Or make fun of her for it. Having grown up secluded like she did, Rapunzel didn't mind their unspoken bond of privacy about personal lives. It was an easy friendship, but the more she got to know Nat the more she wanted to actually talk to her about it. Friends were a new thing for her.

And kinda weird. Emotionally, anyway. Chameleons were easy in comparison.

"Well, there totally is. Funnel cakes, and a fun house, and craft booths, and clowns. You wanna go?" she asked, leaning over to rest her chin on Nat's shoulder with a lip pout. Her eyes were pleading. "I've never been on a Ferris wheel before either."