Descendants/Zach Herron✔

8. Goodness class

*Valerie's POV*

Right now we are at this super lame class called...what was that again? Oh right! Goodness class!

"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 asked with her usual over-exaggerating self.

Emma for some reason, raised up her hand to answer the question.

"Emma" Fairy Godmother said.

"What was the second one?"Emma asked politely.

I went back to drawing the magic wand on the piece of paper that was in front of me.

"Oh, okay. Anyone else? Valerie?"

I looked up from my desk and answered the question.

"C, Give it a bottle" I stated.

"Correct. Again" Fairy Godmother smiled at me and I did the same.

"You are on fire girl" Corbyn said with a girly tone.

I giggled at the way he said that.

"Just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun"

"Oh"

It really works ya know? You should try it sometime.

"That makes so much sense" Emma patted my back.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Okay what is that sound?

I looked behind to notice a really short yet descent looking girl about my age. She looked deathly scared. Why? I mean it's not like we are gonna beat the daylight out of her.

"Oh. Hello, dear one" The Fairy Godmother said in the softest tone I have ever heard come out of her mouth.

"Hi. You need to sign off on early dismissal for the coronation" The small girl told.

"Everyone here remembers my daughter, Christina?"

Christina. I like that name.

"Mom, no!" She signalled her mother about what I'm guessing is us?

"It's okay. Chris, this is everyone"

"Hi" The four of us just stared at Christina not replying her whatsoever.

"That's okay, don't mind me. As you were" Christina exited the room without making another sound.

"Ahem. Let's continue. You find a vial of poison. Do you, A, put it in the king's wine? B, paint it on an apple? Or C, turn it over to the proper authorities?" Fairy Godmother continued.

Both Jonah and Corbyn raised up their hands willing to answer the question. What is wrong with these people. As soon as they both raised up their hands, they looked at each other and started to fight. Again. Over who will answer the question. Me and Emma just sat their staring at their childish behaviour. I wish I didn't even know them right now.

"Jonah" Fairy Godmother called out.

"C. You turn it over to the proper authorities" Jonah said with a duh tone.

"I was gonna say that" Corbyn said in a baby tone.

"But I said it first. Come here!"

Jonah started to ruffle Corbyn's bleached hair.

"Ow!"

"Come on, who said it first? Who said it first?"

"Ow! Stop! Ah!"

"Boys. Boys! I am gonna encourage you to use that energy on the tourney field" Corbyn and Jonah just stared at each other and back at Fairy Godmother.

"Oh, no. That's okay. Whatever that is, We'll... We'll pass"