Tangled: Part I

Shota Aizawa slowly felt consciousness return to him. He opened his eyes and found himself strapped to a chair with some sort of green rope, or that's what he thought. He then noticed that this rope was rather soft and seemed to be just one long strand. He looked around and noticed that he was in the center of a large circular room and that the strand of rope continued throughout the room.

'Wait a minute,' he thought. 'Is this HAIR?'

"I know who you are and I am not afraid of you," a serious female voice said.

"What?" he muttered. She then stepped forward into the light. He saw that she was 5'5", had dark green eyes, tan skin, and long sea-foam green hair, which is probably what he was trapped in. She was wearing a lilac with pink lace dress and was holding a frying pan.

"Who are you and how did you find me?" she said seriously. Aizawa, who was still confused and dazed by everything, did not respond. "I SAID, who are you and how did you find me?" She held the frying pan rather close to his face. He then realized something.

"Wait..." Aizawa started. "Joke, what are you doing? And why are you using a frying pan like it's a weapon?" Joke then let out a loud groan and dropped her arms to her sides.

"Eraser! You just ruined the whole scene!" Joke complained.

"Not my fault," Aizawa responded. "Now could you please let me go."

"If you play along I will let you out of your "hairy" situation," Joke said before laughing at her own joke. Aizawa simply rolled his eyes.

"Joke, please, that wasn't that funny," Aizawa stated.

"Yes, it was," Joke responded. "But since you do not seem to appreciate my humor... I'll just have to cut them out of my life." Aizawa groaned.

"Why can't you just go straight to the point?" Aizawa said.

"Oh, but where's the fun in that?" Joke responded.

"Do you honestly want a response to that?" Aizawa questioned. "Now, what do you want?"

"Oh right," Joke said. She cleared her throat and shifted into a more serious tone. "So Eraser...what do you want with my hair?" She started walking around him. "To cut? Sell it?"

"Joke what are you doing?" Aizawa said. "And why would anyone want someone's hair? There's no logic in that." Joke seemed unfazed by this but she did stop circling.

"Wait, you don't want my hair?" Joke questioned. Aizawa didn't respond. She waited but he didn't give her an answer. "Eraser. Come on! Could you please play along?"

"No," Aizawa answered.

"You're a horrible interrogatee," Joke said.

"Well you're a horrible interrogator," Aizawa responded. "Also interrogatee isn't a word."

"You're not getting out this any quicker by not co-operating," Joke stated. Aizawa sighed.

"Fine," he gritted out. "I'll play along."

"Yes!" Joke exclaimed before slipping back into serious mode. "Now look this way." She pulled on her to turn him in her direction but instead caused him to spin around before face planting into the ground. "Do you know what these are?"

"Painted lights on a wall," Aizawa said as he attempted to play along but since he had no clue he decided to guess. Thankfully Joke didn't seem to care about this and pressed on.

"Well tomorrow they will light the night sky with these "lanterns"," Joke started. "You will act as my guide. Take me there and return me home safely. Then and only then will I return your satchel to you. That is my deal." Aizawa didn't respond so Joke continued with the scene. "Something brought you here Eraser." She pulled the chair up. "Call it what you will. Fate, destiny."

"A villain," Aizawa said.

"So I am going to tell you something," Joke continued. She walked right up to him and pulled on her hair and caught the top part of the chair before it hit the ground. "You can tear this tower apart, brick by brick but without my help, you never find your precious satchel. And when I make a promise I don't break it. EVER." Aizawa looked her in the eye.

"Okay, I'll take you to see the lanterns," Aizawa stated. "Are we done now?" Joke let go of the chair causing it and Aizawa to fall onto the floor face first.

"Now we're done," Joke said.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Aizawa responded.

"That's what you get for not humoring me and going along," Joke said.

"I humor you every time we talk; I hardly see how this is any different from any other time," Aizawa stated. "Now will you PLEASE let me out of your hair?" Joke giggled.

"Oh Eraser, who knew you could make a joke," Joke responded.

"That wasn't...," Aizawa started before giving up. "Whatever. Now can we get going?"

"Okay Eraser, I'll stop being such a split end," Joke said. She laughed while Aizawa groaned. This was going to be a LONG day.