Chapter 1

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Cord905loverStuff for being the first to read.


Seems to me that you stuck around, your a curious one aren't you?

Well, then beasties this scene is one I would like to call Storytime.

Maleficent sat down on her throne she had just finished ordering her goons on their task of gathering food from the barge.

When her five-year-old daughter came to her with a storybook that was most likely missing a couple of hundred pages, that her father had given her.

"Mother, would you read me a story?"

"Your dad has read that book to you every single day, you know the words so you shall read it yourself"

Okay, I know that was cruel but if her father and I keep reading to her she will never learn to read.

Mal exited the throne room knowing that she would never get the answer she wanted. She went to her room and climbed on the makeshift bed, the mattress had springs sticking out of it and the bedboard could collapse any second if they were any more additional Weight.

Mal sat down on the bed she was going to teach herself how to read she knew her letter sounds and how to put them together, she was going to make her la mère proud of her.

"Mother look, look I can read this book by myself even with my eyes closed," mal said her purple hair bouncing with excitement as she strolled in.

Maleficent looked over at her daughter "No, what you did was memorized that book if I were to give you a different one do you think you could read it?" Maleficent took her daughter's silence for an answer.

Mal took the new book from her mother and made her way back to her room, she sometimes didn't understand her mother her dad had told her he was proud, why couldn't her mother do the same.

Never less mal decided she was going to read the new book her mother had given her.

Call me evil It's in my title, but it was for her good, there was no way I was going to sit down and read to her when I know she is capable of doing it herself.

It had been a few hours since Maleficent had sent her daughter off with a different book and she was a bit curious to see what her daughter was doing.

She made her way up the stairs and trotted in front of mal's room she opened it up just a little and peeked inside. There on the bed, mal sat down reading fluently the book she was assigned.

Maleficent allowed the smallest bit of a smile to grace her lips as she shut the door and made her way to the kitchen.

It was not too long after, that mal came down and proved to her mother that she could read and in return, maleficent patted her head and left.

The author of this story is making every chapter at least 500 words it's a shorts story after all✨

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