Memories

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~Rapunzel and Eugene~
"Rap, we haven't even talked about this." Eugene frowned as he stared at his wife. They were seated at the table, looking over bills and such when she brought up the subject of  moving.

"This is what I want." She declared, sliding him the letter. The kids had been asleep hours ago. The adults should have sleeping by now, but now they were getting into a serious topic. This wasn't one they could just walk away from and come back to later.

"This isn't what we need through." He argued, letting out a little scoff. He didn't see why she would want this. This was huge step. If they did it and didn't like it, they couldn't just come back.

"This has been my dream since I was child. I want to be a professional artist!" She complained, growing upset. Why was he arguing with her? He said he would help her achieve her dreams and now he was shutting her down.

"But all the way in New York City? Rapunzel, that's so far away." Eugene sighed. He didn't want to leave this little sleepy town. This was where they both grew up. He wanted his children to experience that too.

"If that's what it takes for me to became a professional and work with my idol then yes." She replied, determination lacing her words. She wanted this so bad. Giving this up would almost feel like stabbing yourself in the heart.

"Rap, you're being selfish." He spat, anger filling in veins. She was only thinking of herself. She had a family now. She can't just do whatever she wants whenever she wants. That doesn't work.

"I'm being selfish? Elaborate on that for me please." She fired back, her face beginning to turn a little pink. She was upset that now he was name calling. He had no right to do that, especially to his wife.

"We just found out that Zachary is color blind. He can't see everything like we can and now you want to throw him into some crappy public school in New York City!" Eugene exclaimed, tossing his hands into the air, throwing the paper against the table. The thought of having a child with a disability never stuck him until now. He never would have guessed Zachary was color blind. Eugene wanted to do everything in his power to make life easier for him.

"I wouldn't just throw him into a crappy public school. We would have money! We could send him to a good private school." Rapunzel defended. Eugene wasn't the only one worried for their children. Rapunzel has been losing sleep thinking about Zachary's condition. He would never been able to experience the world like the rest of them, see her paintings like everyone else.

"Is that what this is all about? Money?" He huffed, anger clear on his face. Money, money, money. That was all they seemed to talk about anymore.

"No. I want this as my dream, but money would be a huge plus. We would be making millions!" Rapunzel cried out, trying to prove her point. She didn't care if she woke up the children. She wanted this more than anything else in the world.

"Money isn't everything." He quickly snapped. He had been through this before. Back when he was young and stupid. He was never happy then. He was egotistical and selfish. He would do anything for a quick buck.

"It obviously is. Without money, we're living in a cramped house. We can hardly pay the bills. We're getting sympathy from people we don't even know! If we had money, we could have a huge house, not worrying about anything!" She explained. She hated stressing about money. If she took this job, that would be one less item on her list of problems.

"Money can't buy you happiness, Rapunzel! Take it from someone who knows. When I was young and didn't know what to do in life, all I wanted was money. I would do whatever it took to get it. I would steal it, even gamble." He rambled, listing off his past. She already knew everything about him. He had slowly but surely spilled his backstory to her over the years. Why did she think money was what they needed?

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