Waking up the next day Crimson was greeted by prince Ben waiting outside his door. "Hey listen so I am well aware of what you guys attempted last night and I wanted to let you know that I forgive you, You don't have to be heartless like your mother" Ben said as him and crimson walked down the corridor. Crimson's faint smile turned into anger as he stopped walking and turned to face Ben. "Is that what you think of me that i'm heartless and I just don't care about anyone but myself." Crimson responded coldly. "I I.." Ben stuttered. Crimson didn't reply and just walked away from Ben and into remedial goodness 101.
"Ah welcome, welcome come in take a seat and we will begin this lesson" Fairy godmother said. "If you find a vial full of deadly Poison do you A: Do you use it on an apple, B: Do you give it to a friend or C: Turn it over to the proper authorities." Fairy Godmother asked waiting for one of them to answer. "C you turn it over to the proper authorities" Crimson said. "Dude your killing it today" Carlos said trying to be nice. "just pick one that sounds the most boring duh" Mal said taking the focus off of the Prince Of Hearts. Crimson smiled at her briefly before putting his focus back onto the blank piece of paper that sat on his desk begging for something to bring it to life.
Line by line he began to form a familiar shape that spoke to his identity the more it came to life on the paper. The lines connected almost effortlessly as he failed to pay any attention to his surroundings and the class he was meant to intend so much that he didn't notice remedial goodness end as The other Vk's left to go to their next class. Fairy godmother stood at the front of class watching crimson for a singular moment curious as to what ran through his mind. coughing loudly, fairy godmother walked up to him bringing him back to reality. "oh god i'm late uh sorry I never had to leave home to attend school My mother always sent the tutors to me. Leaving the castle was and is strictly forbidden." Crimson said. Fairy Godmother sighed in disbelief at the words she was hearing. after all everyone heard how ruthless the queen of hearts was but to her own son that is a whole another level of cruelty.
Feeling slightly bad for him the fairy godmother gave him a free pass feeling like he needed more time to settle into his new surroundings however crimson refused. Despising her overall kindness. Deciding to walk out the door.
Meanwhile in the girls bathroom Mal looked at herself in the mirror and sighed at how neat and tidy the room was and how pretty the tiles were that surrounded her. Jane walked into the bathroom and quickly began washing her hands as she was afraid of everything. "It's Jane right, please don't go I was hoping to make a friend that's cool though I bet you have all the friends you need right with your mom being the principal and all" Mal said. "Hardly barely anyone talks to me i'm just too ugly I guess." Jane replied. "Couldn't your mom just you know wave her magic wand and fix that after all she did it for Cinderella who wasn't even her own daughter. But maybe I can help with that" Mal said.
Flipping through her book Mal came across a spell to replace hair raising her finger and doing quick movements Mal enchanted "Beware beware replace the old with brand new hair" Jane's hair on her head faded and turned into beautiful black long hair. "Ooh look at you don't even recognize your other features." Mal said smiling at her own manipulative skills. "please do my nose" Jane said hoping to look even more beautiful. "I can't really do big magic but your mom can go ask her and if she agrees make sure i'm right next to you watching the magic happen" Mal responded. "if I can convince Mom you're there" Jane said as she ran out of the bathroom leaving Mal a wide smile on her face.
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Decendants
FanfictionThis book is a story happening within the descendants universe. Mal, Ben, Evie, Jay, Carlos and many more of favorite Vks and Auradon kids. Join Crimson on his journey where he will make choices to shape the universe that we love will he choose good...