Author's Note: Lindsey here with a new story! I finally did a Tangled fic! Can you believe it? Okay, so, the idea is, what if Flynn had been a girl? No, Rapunzel is not a boy! Also, this is not a fem-slash story, nor am I cutting out the romance entirely. Eugene will show up later, don't worry. What I did was, I split Eugene and Flynn into two characters and made Flynn a girl. No biggie, right? So, not a total gender-bender. I don't do those. Disclaimer: No, I do not own Tangled.

Tangled and Twisted

Prologue

"Mommy!"

"Aunt Janine!" I laughed as a boy and a girl tackled me to the ground. The boy was four, had hazel eyes and dark brown hair. The girl was six and had big green eyes and dirty blonde hair.

The girl was my niece. The boy was my son.

"Aurora! Flynn! Get off of me!" I cried, laughing.

"Tell us a story, Mommy!"

"Please!" Aurora begged, giving me that face that she knew I couldn't resist.

"All right, you two," I conceded. "So, what story do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear the story of how you met Mommy!" Aurora piped up.

"Now, why would you want to hear that?" I smirked, knowing that my reverse psychology would only pique their interest.

"Uncle Eugene said it's a really good story!" Flynn chirped.

"Well, all right," I said, standing up and moving to an armchair nearby. Aurora and Flynn automatically took their places at my feet, gazing up at me.

"Ready, you two?"

"Yes!" they replied eagerly.

"Okay, here we go…"

X X X X X

This is the story of how I died-not really. I came close a few times, though. This is actually a very fun story, and the truth is, it isn't even mine. This is the story of a girl named Rapunzel, and it all starts with the sun.

Now, once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens, and from this small drop of sun grew a magic, golden flower. It had the power to heal the sick and injured. An old woman discovered it first. Remember her; she's kind of important.

Well, centuries passed, and a hop, skip, and a boat ride away there grew up a kingdom. The kingdom was ruled by a beloved king and queen. The queen, well she was going to have a baby, but she got sick-really sick. She was running out of time, and that's when people usually start to look for a miracle, or in this case, a magic golden flower.

The old woman, Mother Gothel (told you she'd be important) hid the flower away. Rather than share the sun's gift, she hoarded its healing powers and used it to keep herself young for hundreds of years. All she had to do was sing a special song. You get the gist: she sings to it, she turns young. Creepy, right?

One day, Gothel accidentally didn't hide the flower very well. The soldiers from the kingdom found the flower and took it to the queen. The magic of the flower healed the queen. She gave birth to a healthy baby girl-a princess-with beautiful, golden hair. I'll give you a hint: that's Rapunzel.

To celebrate her birth, the king and queen launched a flying lantern into the sky. For one moment, everything was perfect…and then that moment ended. That night, Gothel broke into the castle, stole the child, and just like that-gone.

The kingdom searched and searched, but they could not find the princess. For deep within the forest, in a hidden tower, Gothel raised the child as her own. Gothel had found her new magic flower, and this time, she was determined to keep it hidden.

But the walls of that tower could not hide everything. Each year on her birthday, the king and queen released thousands of lanterns into the sky in the hope that one day their lost princess would return.