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goodness 101 and an apology
a/n: FINISIHED WRITING FOR D2 RAH
should i do double updates?
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authors pov
10:29 AM. AURADON, THE UNITED STATES OF AURADON
"if someone hands you a crying baby," the fairy godmother stands infront of the class, the five villain kids, sitting down on stools. "do you a, curse it?" y/n drags her hands down her face. this so so boring. "b, lock it in a tower? c, give it a bottle? or d, carve out its heart?"
evie puts her hand up, making the fairy godmother smile.
"evie,"
"what was the second one?" evie asks, making y/n groan internally and hit her head on the table.
"oh, okay," the fairy godmother mutters. this is for the good of the kingdom. "anyone else?" carlos and jay look at each other, as evie purses her lips.
"y/n?" y/n's head stays on the table. "y/n?" the fairy godmother repeats, making the girl sigh.
"c," she says, lifting her head up a little bit. she scans the chalkboard before, looking putting her head back down. "give the baby a bottle,"
"correct, again,"
"n/n, you are on fire!" carlos says to y/n as the wolf smiles to herself, her face being away from sigh.
"i think i get it now," mal says, looking up from her drawing of the wand. "just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun,"
"oh,"
"that makes so much sense,"
y/n lifts her head off the table, sensing her twin. she turns her head, seeing her sister and another girl walking into their open classroom.
the another girl squeals in fear, walking past the villain kid's. and luna takes a glance at y/n who looking away. y/n tilts her head. why is there a scent of sadness and embarrassment on her?
"oh, hello, dear one's," the fairy godmother says, putting her hands on her knees, welcoming the two girls.
"hi," jane whispers, giving her mother a clipboard as she looks back at the vk's in fear. "you need to sign off an early dismissal for the coronation,"
"everyone here remembers luna," luna waves, avoiding eye contact with y/n. and it's pretty hard as she can feel y/n's eyes going right through her. "and this my daughter, jane-" the fairy godmother starts but jane cuts her off.
"mom!" she whisper shouts.
"it's okay," the fairy godmother says with a smile on her face. she hands the clipboard and pen back to jane. "jane, this is everyone," fairy godmother pushes jane forward to say hello.
"hi," she whispers, clearing her throat. "don't mind me. as you were," she squeaks, grabbing luna's hand and running off.
mal looks at jane, a plan forming in her head.
"let's continue," the fairy godmother says, clearing her throat. "you find a vial of poison. do you, a, put it in the king's wine? b, paint it on an apple?" y/n puts her head back on the table as evie raises her hand slowly with a little laugh. painting it on an apple wouldn't be so bad. "or c, turn it over to the proper authorities?"
evie, carlos and jay raise their hands, jay and carlos getting into a small fight. jay brings carlos' hand down and carlos is too weak to put his hand back up.
"jay,"
"c. you turn it over to the proper authorities," he says, smugly, making carlos frown.
"i was gonna say that," carlos says, slapping his arm. the fairy godmother claps for jay, making the son of jafar even more smug.
"but i said it first! come here!" jay says, rubbing carlos' head and pulling the boy onto the table.
"ow!"
"come on, who said it first? who said it first?" they continue to ruffle with each other, the three girls not caring as this is what they are used to.
"boys," the fairy godmother uses her stick to tap the table infront of her trying to get the boys attention. "boys! i am going to encourage you to use that energy on the tourney field,"
"oh no. that's okay," carlos says, shoving jay off him. "whatever that is, we'll pass,"
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luna walks into her dorm room, chemistry books in her hands, seeing a [colour] wolf on y/n's bed. she stops, seeing that the wolf's eyes are closed. and it looks like that it is sleeping.
she puts her books down slowly, before turning and seeing that in the wolf's place, y/n is there sitting and looking at her.
"you weren't scared," y/n says. "i thought you would have been,"
"i knew it was you," luna says, fiddling with her fingers. y/n hums, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders. " y/n, i...i'm sorry,"
y/n looks at luna, very very confused.
"why are you sorry?"
luna picks up a book, sitting down on the floor. y/n does the same, crossing her legs. both of the twins do.
"you were right," she says. "what you said yesterday made me think. a lot. so i did some testing on the jewellery and certain things that our-my mother has given me and...there's silver and wolfsbane in them,"
y/n goes to speak, but what can she say.
"i binned everything and i'm going to eat and drink different things," luna continues. "but i just..." y/n puts a hand on luna's shoulder, making luna look at her with teary eyes. "i never thought she would that," she sniffles, trying to wipe the tears. "i thought she loved me for me,"
"dad would love you for you," y/n says, wiping luna's tears. luna smiles in thanks, wiping the stray ones.
"what is he like?" she asks.
"strong," y/n says. "he's fast. annoying, can be a bit nonchalant. he likes giving gifts," y/n lists off, making luna smile. "he's a pretty good cook,"
"can you cook?"
"no. but i can bake," y/n says. "but it is very embarrassing. and i will skin you alive and eat you if you tell anyone about that secret, okay?"
"okay," luna laughs, the twins bonding. "i'm a pretty bad baker. i don't think i can cook either," luna says, scratching her cheek. "do you want to teach me?"
"how to cook?"
"no, how to bake!"
"oh. okay," y/n says, getting up. she dusts her dark red trousers, pulling luna up. "take me to the kitchen,"
