Any Day Now (A Septiplier version of Tangled)(COMPLETED)#Wattys2016

The Original Tangled Script

Just for your guy's reference, and my own.
First chapter coming tonight also :)

Script
—BEGIN—
F: [narrating] This is the story of how I died.
Don't worry, 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 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 ability to heal the sick and injured.
Oh, you see that old woman over there? You might want to remember
her. She's kind of important.
Well, centuries passed, and a hop skip and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom. The kingdom was ruled by a beloved King and Queen.
And the Queen, (well,) she was about to have a baby. 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.
Ah, I told you she'd be important. You see, instead of sharing the sun's gift, this woman, Mother Gothel, hoarded its healing power and used it to keep herself young for hundreds of years, and all she had to do was sing a special song.
G: Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine
F: [narrating]All right, you get the gist. She sings to it, she turns young, creepy, right?
Guards: We've found it!
F: [narrating]The magic of the golden flower healed the queen.
A healthy baby girl, a princess was born, 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. And for that one moment, everything was perfect.
And then that moment ended.
G: Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock re- [gasps at cut hair]
F: [narrating]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.
Young R:(Heal what has been hurt)
(Change the fate's design)
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine
F: [narrating]Gothel had found her new magic flower, but this time she was determined to keep it hidden.
Young R: Why can't I go outside?
G: The outside world is a dangerous place, filled with horrible, selfish people. You must stay here, where you're safe. Do you understand, flower?
Young R:Yes mommy.
F: [narrating] 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 hope that one day, their lost princess would return.
—
[Pascal flees window to hide]
R: Ha!
Hmm. Well, I guess Pascal's not hiding out here...
[Pascal sniggers. R finds it]
R: Gotcha!
That's twenty-two for me. How about twenty-three out of forty-five?
[Pascal frowns]
R: Okay, well, what do you wanna do?
[Pascal motions to go outside]
R: Yeah, I don't think so. I like it in here and so do you.
[Pascal sticks out tongue]
R: Oh come on Pascal, it's not so bad in there...
[leaves window]
Seven a.m., the usual morning lineup
Start up the chores and sweep till the floor's all clean
Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up
Sweep again, and by then it's, like, seven-fifteen
And so I'll read a book or maybe two or three
I'll add a few new paintings to my gallery
I'll play guitar and knit and cook and basically
Just wonder when will my life begin?
[paints lights]
Then after lunch it's puzzles and darts and baking
Papier-mache, a bit of ballet and chess
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making
Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch, take a climb, sew a dress!
And I'll re-read the books if I have time to spare
I'll paint the walls some more, I'm sure there's room somewhere
And then I'll brush and brush and brush and brush my hair
Stuck in the same place I've always been
And I'll keep wondering and wondering and wondering and wondering
When will my life begin?
[back to window]
Tomorrow night, the lights will appear
Just like they do on my birthday each year
What is it like out there where they glow?
Now that I'm older, Mother might just let me go...
—
F: Wow! I could get used to a view like this.
St: Rider! C'mon!
F: Hold on. Yup. I'm used to it. Guys I want a castle.
St: We do this job. You can buy your own castle.
[St lower F to steal crown. A guard sneezes]
F: Oh. Hay fever?
Guard: Yea.
[realizes there has been intruder] Huh?
Hey, wait. Hey, wait!
F: Can't you picture me in a castle of my own? Coz I certainly can. All the things we've seen and it's only eight in the morning (0800). Gentlemen this is a very big day!
—
R: This is it. This is a very big day, Pascal. Hmm-mm. I'm finally gonna do it. I'm gonna ask her.
G: [distant] Rapunzel!
[R gasps]
G: Let down your hair!
R: It's time. [Pascal straightens up] I know, I know, come on, don't let her see you.
G: [distant] Rapunzel, I'm not getting any younger down here.
R: Coming, mother! [pulls up G]
Hi. Welcome home, mother.
G: Uh, Rapunzel! How you manage to do that every single day without fail! It looks absolutely exhausting, darling.
R: Oh, it's nothing.
G: Then I don't know why it takes so long! Ergh, ho-ho-ho-ho, darling, I'm just teasing.
R: Hmm, he-he-he. Alright, so, mother, as you know, tomorrow is a very big day–
G: Rapunzel, look in that mirror. You know what I see? I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady.
Oh look, you're here too. Er-ha-ha-ha-ha, I'm just teasing! Stop taking everything so seriously, agh.
R: Okay, so mother, as I was saying, tomorrow–
G: Rapunzel, mother's feeling a little run-down. Would you sing for me, dear? That'll do.
R: Oh! Of course, mother. [setup]
[speedily] Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
G: –Wait!–
R: Bring back what once was mine
G: –Wait!–
R: Heal what has been hurt
Change the fate's design
[G brushes hair as quickly as possible]
R: Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
G: Rapunzel!
R: So, mother, earlier I was saying tomorrow's a pretty big day and you didn't really respond, so I'm just gonna tell you, it's my birthday! Uh. Tada!
G: No, no, no, can't be. I distinctly remember: your birthday was last year.
R: That's the funny thing about birthdays–they're kind of an annual thing! Uh.
Mother, I'm turning eighteen, and I wanted to ask, uh, what I really want for this birthday...
Actually what I really want for my birth–want for my birth–
G: Okay, Rapunzel, please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling–blah-blah-blah-blah, it's very annoying, I'm just teasing, you're adorable, I love you so much, darling. Agh.
[Pascal urges R]
R: Agh, I want to see the floating lights.
G: Uh-huh. What?
R: Oh. Well, I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights.
G: Oo. You mean the stars.
R: That's the thing.
I've charted stars and they're always constant–but these–they appear every year on my birthday, mother–ONLY on my birthday. And I can't help but feel like they're... they're meant for me.
I need to see them, mother, and not just from my window. In person.
I have to know what they are.
G: You want to go outside? Why, Rapunzel!
Look at you, as fragile as a flower
Still a little sapling, just a sprout
You know why we stay up in this tower
R: I know but...
G: That's right, to keep you safe and sound, dear
Guess I always knew this day was coming
Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest
Soon, but not yet
R: But–
G: Shh! Trust me, pet
Mother knows best
[Lights out]
G: Mother knows best
Listen to your mother
R: Agh!
G: It's a scary world out there
Mother knows best
One way or another
Something will go wrong, I swear
Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand
Cannibals and snakes... The plague!
R: No!
G: Yes!
R: But–
G: Also large bugs
R: Agh!
G: Men with pointy teeth, and stop, no more, you'll just upset me
Mother's right here, mother will protect you
Darling here's what I suggest
Skip the drama, stay with mama
Mother knows best
Ah, hahahaha...
Mother knows best
Take it from your mumsy
On your own, you won't survive
Sloppy, underdressed, immature, clumsy
Please, they'll eat you up alive
Gullible, naive, positively grubby
Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm vague
Plus, I believe, gettin' kinda chubby
I'm just saying 'cause I wuv you
Mother understands, mother's here to help you
All I have is one request
Rapunzel?
R: Yes?
G: Don't ever ask to leave this tower again.
R: Yes, Mother.
G: Uh, I love you very much, dear.
R: I love you more.
G: I love you most. [kisses R's forehead]
Don't forget it, you'll regret it
Mother knows best!