𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 3 -- 𝒟𝒾𝒹 ℐ ℳℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃

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"If someone hands you a crying baby. Do you, A, curse it? B, lock it in a tower? C, give it a bottle? Or D, carve out its heart?" Fairy Godmother questioned the five during class the next day. Gwen raised her hand cautiously. "Gwen!" Fairy Godmother pointed to her, Happy that someone was participating. "B?" She said not so confidently. Fairy Godmothers smile faded but stayed enthusiastic. "Not quite, but good try!"

Evie raised her hand. "Yes, Evie?" Fairy Godmother turned her attention to the blue haired girl. "What was the second one?" The girl asked. "Oh, okay, anyone else?" Fairy Godmother looked around the room. "Mal?" Mal looked up from her doodling. "C, give it a bottle," Fairy Godmother grinned, "correct. Again"

"You are on fire, girl!" Carlos said from the table next to them."Just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun," Mal informed. "Ohhhh," Carlos said in realization. "That makes so much sense." Evie turned to Gwen, who nodded.

A girl with short brown hair in a blue dress walked into the room. She squealed and sped up when passing the five vks. "Hello, dear one." Fairy Godmother bent down to her level. "Hi, you need to sign off early dismissal for the coronation." The girl handed Fairy Godmother a large clipboard.

"Everyone here, remember my daughter Jane?" Fairy Godmother asked the group. "Mom, no!" Jade pleaded her mother. Gwen let out a soft scoff and rolled her eyes. "It's ok. Jane, this is everyone. " The older woman pushed her daughter forward. "Hi, that's okay, don't mind me. As you were, " Jane squealed as she rushed past them once again. "Let's continue." Fairy Godmother cleared her throat.

"You find a vial of poison. Do you, A, put it in the kings wine? B, paint it on an apple? Or C, turn it over to the authorities?" She continued with the lesson. This time, all of them except Mal rose their hands. Jay forced Carlos's hand down. "Jay," Fairy Godmother pointed to him. "C, you turn it over to the authorities," Jay pushed Carlos's hand away.

"I was gonna say that," Carlos told him. "Well, I said it first," he argued. He then wrapped his arm around the white-haired boy, hopped up on the desk, and rubbed his head harshly. "Boys." Fairy Godmother tapped her wand on the desk. "Boys! I am gonna encourage you to use that energy on the tourney field, " She said once she got their attention. "Oh no, that's okay, whatever that is, we'll pass," Carlos told her as they got off of the desk. They did, in fact, not pass as Fairy Godmother made, then go to the Turney practice anyway.

Later that day, Ruby and Ben met up Audrey and Chad because Chad insisted that "those kids are trouble" the son of Cinderella pointed at Gwen, Mal and Evie, who were talking at Mals locker. "Come on, Chad, give them a chance," Ben told his so-called friend. Audrey scoffed. "No offense, bennybear, you're just too trusting. Look, I know your mom fell in love with a big nasty beast who turned out to be a prince. But with my mom, the evil fairy was just the evil fairy. That girl's mother." Audrey turned to Ruby, "and I don't know why you're not on our side. One of their mothers kidnapped your mother and locked her in a tower."

"Yeah, but that was her mother, not her. I think you're wrong about them." Ruby replied smoothly. Audrey scoffed and began to walk away with Chad. "I can not believe her," Ruby rolled her eyes. "It's okay, I mean, she's just looking out for me, right?" Ben told her. "Yeah, just looking out. Anyway, I gotta go." The blonde smiled at her best friend before leaving. "See you later," Ben said.

Gwen noticed Ben was coming in their direction. "Bye gotta go!" Evie had left a little bit ago. "What, no! don't leave me alone with him!" Mal whisper shouted at her. Gwen giggled and shrugged.

She turned around from walking backward but bumped into someone while doing so. "Ugh! Can you watch where you're going?" Gwen bent down to pick up her books. "Um, you were the one that bumped into me," the boy told her. "Hey, you're one of those villain kids from the Isle, huh?" He asked, bending down to help her pick up her books.

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