Happily Never After (Tagatha/the school of good and evil)

The Eight Slaves

Sophie growled as she began sweeping down in the kitchen floor. Her punishment wasn't that bad though.
Tedros got the duty to clean horse poop, Hort had to clean both the girl and boys toilets, Agatha had to wash the plaits of both Good and Evil, Chaddicks has to feed the sick wolves, Dot has to calm the dead souls in the graveyard, Nicholas had to feed the sick fairies and Kiko has to wash the beast of the Nevers.

This lasts for a whole week and they haven't even passed two days.

Sophie cursed herelf. She should have just kept her feelings to herself. Everyone probably hates her, especially Agatha.

Sophie continued to sweep, dodging the magical rolling pins, bowls and whisks.

The never kitchen was revolting. Mold spoors were everywhere and rats seemed to be living in cabins.

Sophie squealed as a giant rat jumped onto her head and began nesting in it. "No, No, No, No!" Sophie whacked it onto the floor, crushing its bones with her heel.

Moving along, Sophie gazed outside. She could see others having lunch, Dot being chased by dead souls and Tedros gagging at the smell of waste.

She watched as Nicholas walked in, ignoring her. He took a glass, poured half a lemon inside, poured in water and put in a teaspoon of sugar.

He glared at Sophie backing out and left. Sighing, Sophie turned around. Not only must she be embarrassed, but think about Agatha.

Agatha was in the downstairs kitchen which Sophie had swept recently. They hadn't talked and even if Sophie tried to make a conversation, Agatha shot it down and hummed to her favourite song.

Every time Agatha finished, another pile of dirty dishes appeared. this was also a spell. For Sophie, dirt kept appearing, for Tedros poo kept on appearing, for Hort, waste kept on appearing and each time Kiko finished washing the beast, he got dirty again.

Her hands was going dry and frail. She grabbed expired cream and blended it into her skin.

Two hours later her hand started to burn. She ran it under cold water and continued washing the plaits.

Agatha couldn't help but feel sorry for Tedros and Hort. They had nothing to do with the argument, but they were still punished.

Hort grunted, mumbling about all sorts of things. "Next time that happens I'll be gone." he continued whiping waste off the toilet seat.

Hort was already gagging. Once he found period blood in the toilet he fainted and recovered the next twenty minutes.

He scrubbed down on the mirror, trying to get rid of all the lipstick stains and the mirror.

Hort didn't understand. If girls loved themselves so much, they might as well use their own mirror.

It was all too much now, he took his trolley and stormed into the boys toilet. But to his dismay, the boys toilet was no better.

He sighed as he looked around. Wee dripping down the urinal. the blue refreshments smeared on the mirror and toilets doors half broken. This was all in the School of Evil.

Grabbing hold of his mop, Hort began dancing through the space, making sure the floors ended up squeaky clean.

Dot ran from the evil spirit, but it only took six seconds till it grabbed onto her leg and started punching her.

Dot cried in disbelief. Was this really happening. Dot had never been punished by teachers ,big her any, her room mates.

Dot remembered how they pushed her out of her room, how she was forced to live in a toilet, crying herself to sleep every night.

"Agatha?" Kiko cried later in the day. She was outside Agatha's door, ready to apologise.

Agatha didn't answer, instead, she curled up on her bed and ate Raisin Bran.

"Agatha, I can hear you chewing." Agatha chewed slower. She usually chewed fast when nervous or angry.

"Agatha, I'm gonna burst this door open." Agatha scoffed, chewing on Raisin Bran. "I'd like to see you try." Agatha snickered.

Kiko slowly opened the door, her eyes swollen. "bubs, I'm sorry about the other day. I was just angry and the words just spilt out of my mouth."

Agatha smiled. Since the two days, not Sophie or Kiko actually said sorry to her.

"It's okay." Agatha held out her arms and Kiko followed.

Agatha let go, digging into the Raisin Bran box. "This is life you know."

Kiko chuckled, breaking a piece off and chewing slowly. "I'm so tired. Everytime I finished washing that beast, ten seconds later it was dirty again. I just wanted to burn its face off, like agh!"

Knock
Knock

"Come in." Agatha yelled as she munched on her Raisin Bran.

Tedros walked in, fresh from the dirt that was on him earlier.

"You look dashingly splendid." Kiko smiled. "Thanks."

Agatha stood up to take a kiss from her prince. "You taste like Colgate." Agatha smiled. "And you taste like Raisin Bran."

They stood there, Agatha standing on her bed and Tedros standing on the ground.

Tedros was about to kiss her again when Kiko coughed. "I'm still here, you know."

Agatha's eyes relaxed as she moved her eyes on Kiko.

"Today has been horrible. The plaits were multiplying and multiplying and multiplying..." Agatha touched her forehead with the back of her palm and took a handful of Raisin Bran.

"I spent time cleaning poo from the floor. I had to have a 45 minute bath." Tedros sighed, still smelling horse poo. "I can still smell the smell. I even came here to try and get my mind off it, but here I am talking about it."

"Don't worry, Tedros. We still have Kiko to blame." Kiko choked. "It wasn't just my fault you know."

Tedros nodded. "Its the witch's fault." Agatha sighed. "She's not a witch, okay. She's my friend."

"I've tried to see pass that, but I can't." He turned to Kiko. "Remember when she turned everyone ugly?"

Kiko shuddered remembering how she looked.