Fieri was annoyed at Sophie, She had spent their lunch stringing up theories on the whole thing Fieri's favorite on was, Beatrix had set the fire to get Tedros' attention and he rescued her from the blazing tower, kissed her as Good burned, and had already set their wedding date.
Classes were canceled the next day too, leaving her in a room with her three favorite witches and Sophie. The three of them had spent the day explaining and catching up Fieri about the fairytail world and how it woks while Sophie was wallowing in self pity in the corner.
Hester scowled across the room. "The Goose. How'd you do it?"
"For the last time, Hester, I don't know," Sophie said, stomach rumbling. "It promised to help me switch schools, but it lied. Maybe it went batty after laying so many eggs. Do you know of a garden nearby with some alfalfa or wheatgrass or—"
"You talked to it?" Hester blurted, mouth full of oozing pig's foot. "Well, not exactly," Sophie said, nauseous. "But I could hear its thoughts. Unlike you, princesses can talk to animals."
"But not hear their thoughts," said Dot, slurping gruel that looked chocolate-flavored. "For that, your soul has to be a hundred percent pure."
"There! Proof I'm 100% Good," said Sophie, relieved. "Or 100% Evil," Fieri retorted. "Depends on if we believe you or if we believe the stymphs, the robes, the Goose, and that wave monster." Sophie goggled at her and burst into sniggers. "100% Evil? Me? That's preposterous! That's lunacy! That's—"
"Impressive," Anadil mused. "Even Hester's spared a rat or two."
"And here we all thought you were incompetent," Hester sneered at Sophie.
"When you were just a snake in sheep's clothing." Sophie tried to stop giggling but couldn't.
"Bet she has a Special Talent that blows ours away," said Dot, munching what looked to be a tiny chocolate foot.
"I don't understand," Sophie snickered. "Where does all the chocolate come from?"
"What is it?" Anadil hissed. "What's your talent? Night vision? Invisibility? Telepathy? Fangs filled with poison?"
"Being a bitch," Fierie chimed after Anadil.
"I don't care what it is," Hester snarled. "She can't beat my talent. No matter how villainous she is." Sophie laughed so hard now she was weeping. "You listen to me," Hester seethed, fist curling around her plate. "This is my school."
"Keep your crummy school!" Sophie hooted.
"I'm Class Captain!" Hester roared.
"I don't doubt it!"
"And no Reader is going to get in my way!"
"Are all villains this funny!" Hester let out a mad cackle and flung her plate at Sophie, who dove just in time to see it tomahawk into the Wanted poster on the wall and slice off Robin's head. Sophie stopped laughing. She peeked over the scorched bed at Hester, silhouetted against the open door, black as Death. For a second Sophie thought her tattoo moved.
"Watch out, witch," Hester spat and slammed the door. Sophie looked down at her shaking fingers, and Fieri let out a hum as she looked at the blond in front of her.
"And here we thought she'd fail!" Dot chimed behind her.
Special Talents was taught by Professor Sheeba Sheeks, the rotund woman with boils on both ebony cheeks. "Every villain has a talent!" she bellowed in her thick singsong voice, pacing the room in a busty red-velvet, pointy-shouldered gown. "But we must turn your bush into a tree!"
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Welcome to The Night
FanfictionFieri is friends with Agatha and Sophie, they grew up together. What happens when she gets dropped into the school of evil and has to help Sophie get their true love's kiss? What if she doesn't want to go home? What if she finds a boy for herself al...
