prodigy • Lady Lesso x Fem!OC

Chapter XVIII

AUDIBLE LAUGHTER AND CHATTER could be heard in the School for Evil's mini library as Silas and her friends played a game. Dot and Hester were the ones to pose them to play, Silas was bored out of her mind during her free time and was left with no choice but to join.

"The rules are simple. We pick a piece of paper out of the hat, and whatever's written on the paper you got, you have to do an impression of whoever it is. You can talk and use noise for the impressions, just don't introduce the person you're doing an impression of because it will ruin the game." Hester explains, shaking the hat that contained crumpled pieces of paper in it.

"Who wants to go first?"

"Ooh! I'll go!" Hort raises his hand, fishing for a piece of paper in the hat. He looks to see what he got. "What did you get?" Dot asked, the raven-haired boy didn't reply and instead, gave her the piece of paper, 'Do an impression of Peter Pan.' It wrote.

"Oh, this is easy." He chuckles before he stands up, goofily clearing his throat before speaking, "Oh, look at me! I don't want to grow up! Come with me, I'm going to teach you how to fly on the wind's back! Away we go!" He exclaims in a high-pitched voice to pose an over-exaggeration to his impression as he playfully skips around the room.

Hort's silliness had the others laughing at him, and being the boy he is, "I like wearing green everyday, even though it isn't my color! That's why my shadow ran away from me in the first place!" He continued, pouncing on the ground as if mimicking how Peter Pan was trying to catch his shadow and Silas didn't even have to lie. Hort was hilarious.

"Peter Pan!" Silas points towards the boy, a smile on her face present as she guessed. "Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!" Hort points back toward her, giving her a fist bump.

The girls playfully applauded his performance, the raven-haired boy giving them a small bow. "That is how you do a Peter Pan impression." He says before going back to sit next to Silas.

"I wanna go next!" Dot clasped her hands, getting a piece of paper from the hat.

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The group applauded Hester's impression of Maleficent, "Oh, please. Anyone can do an impressive Maleficent impression." She rolled her eyes.

"Right you are, Hester. But I don't remember Maleficent being so obsessed with her looks, I think you've mistaken her for the Evil Queen. Although, with the looks she had, not to mention her alluring eyes, it was the people around her that became obsessed." Silas tilts her head at her raven-haired friend.

"How do you know?" Hester quipped, furrowing her eyebrows at the taller girl's assumption. Silas' silence was enough of an answer for the rest of them.

Dot gasped, "You've met Maleficent?!" She exclaimed causing the rest to look at Silas wide-eyed at Dot's statement. "That's for me to know, and for you to never, ever find out." She points a playful finger at her friends, maintaining a dark air of mystery at her response.

Lady Lesso can never find out about that. Who knows what she'll do to me if she does. Silas took a deep breath, closing her eyes and prying her mind off of the thought of her lover knowing that specific information.

However, a certain Dean baring gorgeous strawberry blonde locks who stood outside the room, peeking inside of it, heard it all.

Too late, my darling flame. She smirked.

"Enough of that mystery. It's your turn, Silas." Anadil scoffed, handing Silas the hat with a giggle. She sighed before picking out a piece of paper, unfolding it when she does.