Coco forged through the Enchanted Wood using a sixth sense that led her to Rapunzel’s tower, shimmering in the sun like a mirage. She slipped through fragmented outer planes until toeholds revealed themselves and she climbed to an open window. Peering inside, she saw her friend.
“Who are you,” Rapunzel asked.
Coco cleared her throat. “I’m doing your hair.”
Rapunzel conjured a basin of water and Coco set to work. With a hairdresser’s gift for gab, Coco established that Rapunzel, a lookalike for her friend whose twin had been lost at birth, was that twin.
“Lost,” Rapunzel asked.
“Found,” said Coco.
Monica's Monday Morning Flash 
isn’t it cheating when you need two flashes to complete the story?
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Not when you’re brain dead for the first. It took more than usual to get to that story.
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