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Birds chirped as sunlight beamed down on a multitude of greenery below. The weather was cool and crisp, apparently fall season as leaves trickled down from the trees in yellow and orange hues.

While birds chirped and squirrels scurried to put the finishing touches on their reserves for winter, a woman lightly swung on a bench swing. She happily minded her own business while she read a novel. Delicate fingers turned each page…before she began to speak as if she knew she was being observed.

“To be top dog, you have to be fierce.” She said, “You have to be daring. You have to be strong. Most of all, you must have killer instincts.”

She lightly grasped a page and rubbed it, feeling the smooth texture between her pampered fingertips. “Once upon a time, I was like you all.”

“…Without taste.”

The woman chuckled. “Don’t feel bad. I insult everyone. No need to worry. It’s not too late for you, my dear. Learn from me and you will soon become a top dog. However, no one would listen to a stranger, would they? Allow me to introduce myself.”

“I am Genevieve Adalyn Grimhilde, Queen of Auradon.” The woman named Genevieve closed her book and stood up.

She was a beautiful young woman with fair skin, long blue hair, and striking emerald green eyes. For clothing, she wore a fitting purple mini gown with a golden rope chain tied around her waist. The length of her sleeves surpassed the length of the dress itself. They were so long that the tips of them stroked the grasses below. These ends had a shimmering golden color, showing that the gown was not made from a cheap material. Under her gown she wore a tight black bodysuit, giving the appearance that she wore fingerless gloves and tights. Her long, flowing, black, hooded cloak caught the crisp autumn wind, exposing the red underside. The hood of the cloak had gold at the edges of her fabric while the cloak itself was covered in a subtle flower print. It was held around her neck by a ruby apple pendant.

Her makeup was flawless and consisted of purple eyeshadow, etched and arched eyebrows, and candy apple red lips stick. Her accessories included a slim golden bracelet, a golden pinky ring, and two golden chains around the ankles of her pair of red stiletto ankle boots. Finally, a spiked gothic crown rested atop her head. The golden crown was lined with many small black diamonds with larger diamonds between the spikes.

She briefly stretched then continued. “All my life I wanted to be a royal. I wanted to find my perfect prince and be whisked away into a land of happily ever after. Unfortunately, life had other plans for me.”

Genevieve glanced around her garden before she admired her prestigious castle on a hill. She smiled at it before she said, “After finding out that Auradon wasn’t all that, I wanted the plan to work. I wanted change…while being free. I just didn’t want to deal with the other villains…except my beloved mother. She’s a doll.”

“So, I snuck into the Isle and made a deal with Hades…who turned out to be my father. Crazy, right?” Genevieve raised an eyebrow before she waved it off. “Anyway, we teamed up and we took over the kingdom by force.”

“And what about my old friends who betrayed me and started liking this Auradon propaganda? Oh…I took care of them.” Genevieve smirked darkly at that.

…Before she blinked, “What? Why are you making that face? Oh…ohhhh, dear.” The woman was entertained. “You thought I killed them. No-no. They are imprisoned. They work for me in my castle as slaves, but they’re not dead. I’m not that evil.” She flipped her hair before she began to head to her castle.

“Not long after that, I decided I could finally do what I wanted. That I could make Auradon what I wanted it to be. That I could destroy the magic law and all the people of Auradon will now bow…to me. Of course I released most of the people from the Isle, but they had to pledge their allegiance. They are not the problem, however. My biggest problem is those pesky…”

An explosion sounded in the distance, followed by a small stream of smoke ascending to the sky in the horizon.

She deadpanned. “…Auradonians. Despite me ruling over them for the past six years they still don’t think I’m doing a “good job”.” Genevieve boredly used air quotes before she picked up her skirts and hurried up the grand castle staircase.

After that, she headed inside as if she was on a mission. Her sleeves swayed in the slight breeze she kicked up while she speed walked to her throne room. Despite the attack, she was calm, poised, and pissed.

She just couldn’t have a normal afternoon, could she? No rest for the weary. Damn those Auradonians, always ruining a good book. Truly a travesty. Why do they never attack when she needs an excuse not to do paperwork?

Genevieve rolled her eyes at the thought. After a few more seconds, she entered into her grand throne room. Her large and lush seat awaited.

The beauty of the room was that it had gray walls with polished black and white marble floors. The tapestries were supporting deep purple cloths with golden tassels, complimenting the golden throne seated on the tall dais. The large windows of the gothic style castle captured sunlight that shone down on the dais, allowing the throne and anyone seated on it to be blessed by its ethereal light.

Castle staff waited as Genevieve took her seat on her throne. They shook as Genevieve scowled down at them. She kept her nose high, prompting her to look down on her servants due to the height of the dais.

They continue to remain silent, shaking in their shoes.

That was until the royal asked, “What’s your business?” Genevieve asked then, sounding rather icy this time.

The servants exchanged a nervous glance.

One servant, who was slightly braver than the others, stepped forward and swallowed. “It’s Ben and his forces. They are vandalizing the public squares, burning businesses, and spreading his propaganda to the citizens.

Genevieve sighed heavily as she leaned back in her seat in an exhausted manner. “Not this loser again. Let me guess. He’s going to free Auradon from the tyranny of another evil queen.” She said in a mocking tone.

“Yes, but I think he used the term “Evilest Queen”.” The servant recalled with a shrug.

…The queen blinked at him before she smirked. “Ooh. I actually like the sound of that.” She said in amusement. After that, Genevieve extended her hand and said, “Mirror.”

At that, another servant ran up the dais to deliver a red jewelry box to the queen’s hand.

Genevieve merely reached over and opened the box, displaying her magic mirror.

She hummed lightly as she took the mirror into her hand. After that, she cleared her throat and spoke. “Here we go again and again. Show me the idiot they call Ben.” Genevieve commanded the mirror, paying close attention as an image began to surface.

“Your image, my liege.” The mirror replied as its voice echoed.

Genevieve smirked at the sound of the mirror’s voice before she craned her neck to see the image.

The image mostly consisted of raving Auradonians, waving around household objects, or anything they could find, as weapons.

While they vandalized the streets, Ben emerged from the crowd, seemingly ready for battle despite the fact that he was wielding common kitchen cutlery as weapons.

“I don’t care how long it takes! I will free my people and rescue my Mal! I will defeat you, Eve!” Ben boldly shouted as if he knew Genevieve was watching him.

Eve…

No one has called her by that name in a long time. Those were relatively good times. Simpler times, before the incident-

Genevieve placed the mirror down on her lap with a deadpan. That’s when she rolled her eyes, her eyes starting to glow. When her hands were coated with the glowing green energy, she threw her hands out, creating two large rock golems that towered over the servants.

The servants hurriedly stepped to the side as if they were startled but not quite surprised.

“These two will handle the rebellion. You all have done well by bringing the matter to my attention. You may go.” Evie said, giving them permission to leave.

The servants glanced at each other again before another servant asked, “You’re not just going to throw them in the bog again, are you?”

All three of the servants frowned at her.

Genevieve took a moment before she twitched, clearly guilty. “What? What’s wrong with the bog? It’s huge, creepy, and unsanitary. It’s everything Auradonians hate.” She shrugged at that.

“But that’s not going to stop Ben from coming back” A servant said.

“That won’t stop him from persuading the kingdom either.” The other said.

“There have been rumors spreading about a revolt against you, your highness.” The third spoke.

Genevieve looked up at that. “A revolt? They are…brave.” She looked away with a calculating expression.

The first servant nodded. “They are and you can only keep their bravery at bay for so long with only empty threats.” He said, not minding the large bird that flew into the courtroom.

It was a large black raven with a white patch of feathers on the back of his neck. Its eyes were an intimidating shade of orange, looking so fiery that they seemed to glow.

Genevieve held out her arm, allowing the bird to land on it as it were normal. After that, she asked, “What do you suggest?” She raised a delicate eyebrow.

“I think it would be beneficial if we were to make an example of Ben. Then, we will earn the respect of the world.” The servant smirked a bit.

“Make an example of him? As in…kill him?” Genevieve rubbed her chin with her free hand.

“It’s the most effective way to end the rebellion. The people put faith in him. No hope, no Ben, no rebellion.” He nodded at his words.

Genevieve hummed and nodded. After a couple seconds she said, “I will consider it. Now, you three leave or I’ll make you feed Blake.” She lifted her arm, displaying the glaring bird on her arm.

The servants nervously smiled…before they hurriedly ran off.

Genevieve snickered at them. “Ha. Gets ‘em every time.” She shook her head before she looked up at the bird and tilted her head. “Afternoon, Blake.” She smiled slightly at the bird.

The bird smiled a bit as well before he bowed. “Afternoon, your highness. Picking with the servants again, eh?”

Genevieve smirked a bit before she waved it off. “Ah, you know how it is. Ben is running around, doing Ben things again. He really thinks he’s gonna get the throne back.” She comically laughed a bit at that.

That's when she mimicked the king in a mocking voice. “I will best you, Eve! A worthy opponent, but a prince never gives up!” Eve poked her chest out as she made fun of the former royal.

Blake snickered before he mimicked the prince seamlessly. He was a raven, after all. “You are the evilest queen I have ever met! At my hand, you will be bested!” He sounded exactly like the prince.

They both laughed as they thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Genevieve raised her fist and declared, “Onward to victory!” She giggled in between.

“Onward to victory!” Blake mimicked Ben once more as he flapped his wings.

…That prompted them to break into another laughing spell.

“Hah hahaha, you're…you're going to make me molt.” Blake said as he wiped away a tear with his wing.

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she sat up and worked on regaining her composure. “Enough of this. I told you to fly in and check on my mother, correct?” She tilted her head.

“Correct.” The bird said with a nod.

“Well, how is she?” Genevieve asked with a small head tilt.

“She's doing well. As always, she adores the castle you bought her.” Blake said with a humored tone.

Genevieve rolled her eyes in amusement. “Of course she does, but I can't say that I’m not thankful. My mother also loved having her own wing here, but I didn't.” She seemed more than humored as she rose from her place on her throne. After that, she began to head to her study.

“What about dad?” Genevieve raised an eyebrow, not minding as the bird flew on her shoulder.

“Hades? He's still on tour. I'll let you know when he's back in town.” Blake said as Genevieve nodded. “Buuuut, you know you can contact him yourself, right?” He said with an amused expression of his own.

Genevieve blinked at the thought. He was right. She did have a cellphone. She had to admit that she preferred to talk face to face over a phone call any day.

Genevieve shrugged before she replied, “Meh. I prefer to speak face to face. Now, I'm famished. Let's go find something to eat, hm?” She glanced at her shoulder with a smile.

Blake seemed just as thrilled at the thought. “Ooh, yes. Then, pass over the leftovers if you got any.” He said with a large smile.

The queen chuckled at him before she said, “Okay, Blake.” She shook her head, clearly amused by his behavior.

Oooooooo

Genevieve sat in a room with her advisors for many many hours discussing the usual. They're routine usually went as follows: the advisors would bring up a topic about the funds and how and what they are being spent on and if there are to be any new regulations concerning the money. what was to be done. Next, they discussed important matters such as business dealing between neighboring kingdoms, which has been at an all time low due to Genevieve’s reputation. Finally, they would always ease their way into the third and Eve's most hated topic, courtship.

Genevieve's eyes were permanently halved as the men discussed her future. She boredly looked at each one who dared to speak, them getting deep into their conversation. Genevieve didn't care to comment. She already knew her answer. She could care less about what the med thought. She refused to take a suitor.

Her mother was right about one thing. Love is weakness.

You can't be loved and respected. You can't be kind and taken seriously, and she'd be damned if she would let some spoiled prince come into her kingdom and start treating her like his pet.

Genevieve’s eyes flared to life at the thought, a snarl etching it's way across her face. She couldn't remain quiet any longer and she said, “No.” Her tone was dull and dry, yet it had a way of echoing and being heard by everyone in attendance.

“I beg your pardon?” The advisor, who was currently speaking, looked in Genevieve’s direction.

“I said, no.” Genevieve repeated with an even duller expression. “I refuse to court. I am fine ruling by myself and I don't want some prim and posh prince twiddling his thumbs in my throne.” She further expressed her disinterest.

The advisor huffed before he continued, “Your majesty, I have told you countless times. You need a suitor for the sake of the kingdom, not yourself. Your kingdom is on the brink of rebellion and all you care about is not sharing the crown. Bad things can happen if you don't start making better decisions!” He twitched as he spoke with her.

“My decisions are fine and you are out of line.” Genevieve addressed as her eyes squinted at the older male.

Another advisor spoke before he said, “My queen. He does have a point. Perhaps a partnership with another kingdom is just what we need. If they were to see you as someone other than a vicious beast, then we would gradually be able to build the neighboring kingdom's trust and conduct business with them once again?” He seemed a bit hopeful as well.

The first advisor nodded. “That is exactly what I am referring to. We must rebuild our connections to the other kingdoms of Auradon. Fear can only keep them at bay for so long. Eventually, they will team up with Ben and his rebels and try to put him back on the throne. Once that happens, your reign is over, Genevieve.”

Genevieve didn't like what he was telling her. She really didn't, but he did have a point, a really good one. The other kingdoms already approved of Ben. They didn't approve of her. In fact, they did the opposite and hid themselves when she came into power, hearing about her tyrannical take over. She was thinking about it, silently pondering. The only problem was that the advisors were watching her and they noticed this as well.

At that, Genevieve straightened up and stood. She regained her snarl and huffed. “It's Queen Grimhilde to you. For now, you all are dismissed as my decision remains the same.” She turned her nose upward as she waved them away.

“But-!” The advisor tried to speak again as he stood as well.

“Dismissed!” Genevieve hissed at him as her eyes briefly glowed.

That made all the advisors flee from her. A few of them even dropped a bit of their paperwork on their wake, leaving it to gently flow in the air before gracefully landing on the plush carpet below.

Once they were gone, the queen sighed in relief. Gods, she hated her meetings. As of late, they had started to get to her more than usual.

She greatly envied her father right now. While he was somewhere head-banging in France, she was here with a banging head in a conference room.

Genevieve groaned at that. She checked her watch. She groaned even more. It was only four. That means she still had more suffering to go through. She still had paperwork and-

“Let me go! Let me-Do you hear me?!”

Genevieve’s eyes halved at that sound. She knew exactly who that was. Ben. Her golems must have captured him and dragged him into the castle.

These thoughts proved to be correct. The queen turned just in time to see the former prince being dragged through the hallway.

As the prince fussed and kicked, he twitched before he began to fuss again. “You know what?! Fine! DO it! Take me to your queen! I want to give her a piece of my-OOF!” Ben exclaimed when the golems tossed him on the floor in front of the throne.

The golems…appeared to be laughing at his plight, pointing as the downed prince remained on the floor for a minute.

Ben scowled at them before he rolled his eyes. “Ha ha. Very funny, guys.” He shook his head as if this was a normal, every day event.

The prince rolled his eyes and finally began to stand up. He wiped the dust off his simple clothing. After that, he looked around with a huff.

When he saw the empty throne with no one around in the throne room, he turned to the golems and said, “Alright, where is the queen? Well, go get her!” He continued to fuss, pointing up at the tall stone figures.

“That won't be necessary.” Genevieve walked out from out of her hiding space. She headed to the throne with elegance and grace that would only benefit a queen.

It made Ben twitch and glare at her especially when she plopped on what used to be his throne.

“Eve.” Ben said with squinted eyes.

“Genevieve.” The queen corrected him as she made herself comfortable.

“I'm not calling you that.” Ben shook his head at her.

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she said, “Wow, what a rebel.” She gained a bored expression. “You know, you were never good at this kind of stuff.” She snorted a bit, actually finding the prince and his “rebellious” behavior humorous. “Do you remember that time when you tried to impress Mal and-”

Ben quickly interrupted her with a twitch. “No! We are not talking about that! You need to stop this, Eve, all this evil queen business! This is not the Eve I knew and frankly, I want the old one back!”

The golems had to hold the prince back and restrain him. He had tried to approach Genevieve and the giant creatures weren’t having any of that.

“No. Fussy boy, stay here.” One of the golems said in a deep otherworldly tone.

The other golem snickered. “Heh. Fussy boy.”

That prompted both of the golems to laugh a bit.

Ben merely gave them the driest look he could muster. “You couldn't bother to create these guys with brains?” He jabbed his thumb at the two snickering beings.

Genevieve merely shrugged at that. “That would drain me and put more stress on my magic than I was willing to offer.” She said before she smirked. “Besides, they were smart enough to capture you, Benny-Boo.” She teased the former prince.

“Don't call me that.” Ben kept his dry expression.

“Don't call me Eve.” The queen replied to him with a shrug. “That seems like a fair trade.

“I'm going to call you Eve, Eve.” Ben said with a twitch.

“Then, I'm going to keep calling you, Benny-Boo, Benny-Boo.” Genevieve was clearly being a nuisance, poking her tongue out at the former prince, putting the icing on the cake.

Ben twitched as he looked at her. After that, he took a deep breath and tried to take a different approach. “Aren't you tired of this?” He shook his head at her.

“Tired? Yes, I'm tired, but I never get tired of messing with you.” The queen said with an amused expression, reveling in his misery.

Ben deadpanned before he shook his head. “NO, not that you-” He had to catch himself. “I'm referring to your lifestyle.” He said after taking a deep breath.

Genevieve tiled her head, choosing to entertain the prince. “What about it? I wake up, shower in the finest soaps, dress in the finest clothing, rub my skin in the finest lotions, eat the finest breakfast, watch the finest TVs…” The queen waved it off before she continued. “Every single day, I'm making bank, I'm on the grind. Any more questions, bog boy?” SHe said with a small smirk.

Ben was clearly insulted, but he swallowed it for now. “Yeah, the bog sucks, but being there with my friends and family makes it better. Better than being alone like you.” He rebutted with a humph.

The queen blinked, clearly caught off guard before she mockingly laughed. “Ha. I'm not alone. I have-”

“Who, Eve? You have who? Last I checked, you imprisoned Mal, Carlos, and Jay, your parents are gone and living their own lives, and everyone else you knew were shipped off to live in a dark swamp. You don't have anyone. All you have is a bird.” Ben rolled his eyes, turning his gaze elsewhere.

The queen paused for a while. When she did speak, it was clear that she was seething. Her eyes looked as though they were filled with green flames.

Ben…sweatdropped at the sight. He was aware that he may or may not have screwed up. He winced as he awaited the punishment that would follow his outburst.

Genevieve stood before she spoke. Her presence was more intimidating. “Really? I let you get a few words in and now you think you can come in front of my throne and talk that horse shit to me…in my face!” Genevieve twitched repeatedly. “You disrespectful little worm…You wanna talk shit? Let's see how you like it. Take him to the stables.” She pointed elsewhere with a hardened expression.

Ben blinked, thinking it over. What punishment could she have planned for him at the stables.

Wait…Oh no….

Ben's eyes snapped open as he was grabbed up by the golems. “Eve! NO! Let go..!” He tried to fight the large beings, but it was no use.

All he could do was twitch and scream, “SCREEEEEW YOOOOOUU!” He exclaimed as the snickering golems dragged him off.

Genevieve, on the other hand, was furious. Sure, she saw the retaliation coming due to the fact that she was behaving like an absolute troll, but his words stung. They stung because deep down…she knew they were true. Who did she have? Everyone had someone. Even her old friends managed to get dates despite their less than favorable circumstances, yet here was Genevieve.

She was rich, she was powerful, and she was all alone. As far as she knew, it would be like this forever.

Genevieve sighed to herself once the room cleared and she could no longer hear the frustrated threats from the former prince. “...That's the thing about being top dog. You always end up alone.” She frowned a bit at the thought.

After that, she tried her best to clear her head. It was evening now and it was time for her to relax for the day and enjoy a bit of rest and relaxation.

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Genevieve was currently soaking in her large and luxurious bathtub. The woman was doing nothing of importance while she soaked. She merely stared blankly at the TV (yes, she has a TV in her bathroom) and fiddled with a stray bath bead. No matter how much she tried to forget, Ben’s words rang in her ears like a catchy tune.

“You don't have anyone. All you have is a bird.” Ben's voice echoed once again.

It completely disgusted her but she knew he was right. She just knew it. She didn't have anyone to snuggle with during a cold stormy night. No one wanted to hang out, come over, have a sleep over and watch movies until midnight. Heck, she would be lucky if she could walk into a grocery store and smile without making babies cry. Wait…

What was she doing? Was she really yearning for companionship right now?

Genevieve pondered over that thought. That led to more thoughts.

That caused her to realize that maybe, just maybe, she wanted to find someone that would also be…more than a friend?

…Genevieve sat up and reached for her towel.

“And that’s it. I am done with the bath for now.” Genevieve quickly stood up and began to dry herself off, starting with wrapping her long hair.

She carefully wrapped her hair, mildly noticing how her blue tresses cascaded down her back when they were free from the confinements of their bun.

After her hair was taken care of, she wrapped her body in a towel and walked out of her bathroom.

Her room had its own bathroom, so the trip to her room was conveniently short. There, she changed into a red silk nightgown with a pair of pink slippers.

Genevieve stepped out of her huge walk-in closet and headed into her massive bedroom. She happily used her kitchenette to make herself a nice, hot cup of cocoa.

The Queen smiled a bit, adding too many marshmallows and a peppermint straw into her beverage.

She slightly licked her lips at the sight before she made her way over to her couch.

Now, did she want to continue her TV watching or did she want to read a book.

She sat there thinking for a few seconds. Anything was better than this annoying silence.

Genevieve sighed before she looked up. “The thing about silence is that it’s both a blessing and a curse.” She addressed the audience once more.

“The blessing is this.” Genevieve gestured to the silent room. The only thing that dared to make noise was the crackling fireplace. “See? It’s beautiful.”

“However, I can’t enjoy it because there’s so much noise in my head!” The queen ran her fingers through her damp tresses.

“If I had company, I would be able to drown out these things, but no. I am…you know.” The queen gestured to the empty room. “Yeah, alone.”

Genevieve glanced away before she continued. “It’s not like I don’t like being alone. I’m a lone wolf, an apex predator. Most apex predators are alone. That’s how people like me survive.” She said as she waved it off.

“Peeps would kill to have everything I have and I wouldn’t blame them.” Genevieve reached for her cup, about to take a sip of her cocoa. She stared deeply inside it before she said, “Sure, it wouldn’t hurt for a little company but…that’ll never happen.”

With that, the Queen gave her cocoa a soft blow, trying to cool the beverage a bit. After that, she leaned in slowly to take a hearty sip.

Little did she know, a woman was now sitting right beside her. She looked at the other female with amusement in her eyes before she spoke.

“Guess who?!” The woman exclaimed…prompting Genevieve to jump and nearly spill her cocoa.

“Hecate!” Genevieve tried to steady her cup before she pointed at the woman, who was apparently named Hecate.

The woman…merely seemed to laugh at the queen’s reaction.

Not even two seconds later someone appeared on the other side of her in a pillar of green light. The woman was tall and slim with pale skin and long smooth black hair. Her eyes were a vivid and sparkling green hidden behind long black eyelashes. She wore a form fitting black full-length glittery dress that had a deep v-neck that showed off her incredible bust. The dress also had a golden belt and a tall slit revealing the knee high golden gladiator heels she had on. Her earrings were golden coins while she had a necklace with a glowing green hourglass on it.

She seemed more than annoyed before she huffed. “Ugh. I told you about scaring me. Don’t you gods and goddesses have jobs?” The queen pointedly said.

The goddess chuckled a bit as she waved it off. “Yes, but not at the moment. I’m done with my duties and the only request your dad had was for me to check up on you. You weren’t talking to the wall again, were you?” She teased the other woman.

Genevieve pouted heavily at that before she shook her head. “Wuh-Nuh uh!” She twitched at the annoying goddess.

“You totally were. You’ve been doing it since you were younger.” Hecate waved it off. “It always did freak your dad out. He always asks if I had been experimenting on you when you were a baby.”

Genevieve stared unblinkingly at Hecate.

That’s when Hecate leaned toward the audience and said, “Keep an eye on this one. She’s a real Looney Tune, hehehe…!” She snickered in a goofy manner, clearly showing that she may be the loony one.

“Hey…” Genevieve squinted at the goddess, as she spoke in a warning manner.

That was when the goddess comically summoned a notebook, pen, and a pair of glasses as if she was a therapist. “So, Eve, how’s life?” She tilted her head with a small smile.

The queen managed to regain her composure before she replied. “It’s good.” Genevieve shrugged before she finally sipped her cocoa.

Hecate looked the younger woman up and down before she said, “Let me guess. Ex Prince Ben is leading a rebellion started by his parents and is after the throne, the citizens are getting rallied up and there’s talk of a revolt, and you’re getting pressured on all sides to find a hubby?”

Genevieve blinked a few times before she squinted at the goddess. “I…I…Yes, but…did you read my mind or something? How did you..?” She looked up at Hecate in amazement.

Hecate merely waved and summoned a magazine article and displayed it to the queen. “I have a monthly subscription to “The Real Scoop”.” She comically replied. “So far, you’ve been on the front page of the last five articles.” She laughed lightly.

Genevieve gave the goddess the driest look of all time. Then, she groaned. “Gods…of all the people to give me company, why did it have to be Hecate..?” She grumbled and groaned before she bitterly tried to enjoy her beverage.

As Hecate scribbled everything down, she glanced up at the queen. “Eve, darling, you’re stressed. Look at you.” She gestured at the younger female.

That’s when the goddess teleported on the other side of the younger woman, sitting beside her once more.

“Damn. You’re fifty shades of tense.” Hecate jested before she reached out to message Genevieve’s back before they heard numerous crackling sounds.

Genevieve blinked, then hissed when Hecate found a really tense spot. “Good…gods…” She twitched before she completely melted after a few more rubs.

“Yup. Just as I thought. All that stress settled into your lower back. Have you had any back pain lately?” Hecate asked the queen with a raised eyebrow.

“A little.” Genevieve murmured as her eyes closed. If she were a cat, she’d be purring right now.

“Mmhm. I can probably call Apollo over to take a look at your back, but, as your self proclaimed godmother, I know just what you need to keep from pulling your hair out.” Hecate smirked at that before she said, “A vacation!”

Genevieve blinked before her eyebrow raised in confusion. “A vacation?”

“A vacation.” Hecate nodded before she used her thumbs to get into Genevieve’s back.

Genevieve sighed before she began to ponder over the goddess’s suggestion.

“A vacation wouldn’t be bad.” Genevieve addressed the audience again. “I could use a break. I mean…that would be at least a week without Ben and my stupid advisors and paperwork. Huh. Now, I’ve convinced myself. I don’t know about you guys, but I think a good vacation may be just what this queen needs.” She smirked a bit.

“…Are you talking to no one again?” Hecate laughably asked the now gaping queen.

Genevieve’s mouth opened and closed a few times before she shook her head with a pout. “No, I was talking to…myself.” She lied with ease.

Hecate looked at the audience and snickered. “Yourself?” She seemed very amused.

Genevieve turned to the other woman with a stubborn expression and huffed. “Yep!”

…That’s when she blinked

All she saw in the woman’s place was a pile of pillows.

“Cuckoo bird.” Said Hecate who was laying on Genevieve’s table. She was casually laying on her side and seemed more than amused.

Genevieve deadpanned. If she wasn’t sold on the idea of a vacation now, she didn’t know what she was. “Vacation. Let’s do it.

“Where should I vacation? Do you have any location in mind?” The queen inquired with a dry tone.

“I don’t know.” Hecate shrugged at that.

“Gee, what a big help.” Genevieve deadpanned at the goddess.

After that, she hummed and asked, “What about Italy?”

“They hate you there.” Hecate pointed out with a blink.

“That’s right.” Genevieve pursed her lips. “What about England?”

“They hate you there too.” Hecate repeated with the same tone.

“Germany?” Genevieve furrowed her eyebrows at that point.

“Oof, they really hate you there.” Hecate shook her head before she snorted.

The queen blinked before she squinted. “France?”

“Nope.”

“Norway?”

“Nope.”

“Arabia?”

“Nope.”

“China.”

“Uh uh.”

“Underwater.” Genevieve was fully twitching out of frustration right now.

Hecate glanced around before she said, “Eh…” The goddess remembered Ariel and her family existed. “Uh uh.” She shook her head once again.

The queen growled under her breath as her eyes glowed once more. “You seem very heavily opinionated about where I should not go, but you’re not telling me shit about where I should go.” She quietly seethed.

Hecate noticed Genevieve’s eyes and raised her hands up in surrender. “Hold up. Before you go baby Hades on me, I have a good reason followed by a counter proposal.” She nervously smiled at the other female.

“Hmm…” Genevieve thought it over. She managed to calm herself enough to nod and say, “Speak.”

Hecate nodded before she began to explain. “So, you can hardly go anywhere because everyone hates you. All these places are run by other kingdoms. Whenever they see you, they see “Evil Queen”, right?”

Genevieve sighed internally as she completely calmed down. The goddess had a point. “I see. So, what is your counter proposal?” She raised an eyebrow.

Hecate smirked a bit before she said, “Here it is! Drumroll, please! Dugga-doom, da-doom, da-doom, pa!” She played an imaginary drumroll to Genevieve’s great displeasure.

“What if you could go anywhere without anyone knowing who you are and what you’re capable of?” Hecate asked with a grin.

The queen glanced upward. “Hm. If I could do such a thing, not only would I get a break from my daily stresses, but I could also have some genuine fun…without ending up in the tabloids.” She happily picked up Hecate’s magazine…and burned it with purple fire.

While Hecate pouted, she said, “Yeah, that.”

Genevieve smiled in approval. “So, what are you suggesting? A name change? Appearance changing magic? I might be able to find a spell that could change my accent for a certain period of time-“

“Another world.” Hecate interrupted the queen.

Genevieve had to take a double-take. “I beg your pardon?”

“Another word.” Hecate repeated herself. “What if I, goddess of magic and a ton of other cool stuff, sends you to another dimension, an alternate dimension where no one cares about you and you can do whatever the heck you want for a few weeks. Then, I can open another portal and bring you back just like that.” She snapped with a small smile.

The goddess continued, “Not to mention, time flows differently in other dimensions. So, you can spend a whole day over there, but it could only be…about five minutes here.” Hecate waved it off. “That means you won’t be too behind on your queen duties when you come back.”

The queen pondered over Hecate’s words. This was both an amazing but risky decision.

Another dimension…but she would get to be free…at least for a few weeks…with little consequences concerning her work and responsibilities…

Genevieve licked her lips. “…Can I take my money with me?” She raised her eyebrow.

“Of course! What’s a vacation without a vacation fund? Your dad would kill me, shove my soul back in my body, then kill me again!” Hecate laughed at that. “I have a dimension in mind. So, I’ll go on through and get you a lil bank account set up and get you a vehicle and stuff.”

Genevieve raised her eyebrow at that. “Why can’t I do it myself when I get there?”

Hecate giggled at that. “Oh, yeah. Because the dimension is…not up to speed like this one is. You’ll be a teenager again.” She said in humor.

“A teenager? Hmm.” Genevieve was curious. That was a bad thing. Even she knew about the curiosity that killed the cat, but she couldn’t help herself. “I can manage. I’ll do it.” She smiled and nodded.

The goddess smiled as well. “Sweet! Well, queenie. You better get packin’. This ship sets sail at o-nine hundred!” Hecate said with mock salute and another laugh.

Oooooooo

“Wait, wait, wait. Let me get this straight. You are going to a whole different dimension without knowing anything about it?” Blake asked the queen from his spot on her dresser.

The queen merely continued to pack her bags, making sure she had everything she needed. She also included a few extra things such as disinfectant supplies in case she had to spruce up her future hotel.

Genevieve hummed to herself before she looked over a few books. After choosing the two books she wanted to pack, she nodded at the bird. “Yeah, pretty much.” She carefully laid the books inside her suitcase.

Blake frowned a bit before he said, “Eve, I am your friend, and friends are honest with each other, okay? With all honesty, I’m going to tell you that this sounds like a bad idea.” His eyes halved at her.

“It doesn’t sound like a bad idea. It just sounds…strange.” The queen shrugged before she closed the fully packed suitcase. “I’m down to try it. I can’t vacation anywhere safely in my realm. If I can actually have a good time in another, then I am willing to try it.” Genevieve glanced around, looking for things she may have missed.

“Genevieve, it’s another world! You don’t know anything about this place! The culture, the laws!” Blake flapped his wings, losing a few feathers as he panicked.

“Culture and laws? Blake, it’s a parallel universe. It’s just like this one. There’s only a minor time difference.” The queen said, humming as she pondered over bringing a bottle of wine.

“Time difference?” Blake squinted at that.

“Yep. Very minor. I’ll be young enough to dodge the law, but I’ll be old enough to have a good time.” Genevieve smirked widely at the bird.

Blake squawked before he said, “This is insane.” He shook his head.

“You know, you don’t have to come along. You can stay here where it’s safe.” Genevieve observed two bottles before she chose her favorite.

Blake pouted at her. “And I plan on it, but I didn’t plan on doing it alone.” He tried to hint at her.

The queen snickered before she said, “Heh. That’s unfortunate.”

“Eeeeeve!” Blake pouted even more at the royal.

Genevieve merely looked at him with a truly amused expression but she didn’t seem to react much to the raven’s displeasure.

Blake twitched repeatedly as his feathers ruffled. “Fine, I’m going with, but I’m not gonna like it.” He humphed at that.

“Cool.” Genevieve…honestly didn’t sound surprised.

Blake twitched at her indifference. After that, he grumbled and flew elsewhere.

Genevieve called out to the bird saying, “Don’t forget to bother the servants before we leave! They’ll be too happy when you’re gone!” She comically said, tilting her head when she saw something she wanted to pack.

Ooooooo

The next morning, as the sun gleamed in the sky, Genevieve smiled as she rolled her suitcase from her giant patio to the soft grass.

She and Hecate agreed to meet in her garden. Dragging her suitcase over the grass was only a minor challenge. That way, she would have plenty of room to open the portal without many complications.

She was more interested in what Hecate had planned for her. Because of that, she sped through her morning routine and arrived right on time.

Genevieve came just as the goddess was opening the portal.

Hecate thrusted out her hands. This caused a blast of power that shifted reality and created a tear in the universe. That tear took the form as a portal, a swirling vortex of black energy with gleaming sparkles inside it that looked like stars. The stars slowly swirled, showing that the portal was actively shifting.

Hecate spotted the queen and grinned at her. After that, she presented the large portal with a grin. “Eve! You arrived just in time. I present to you…your vacay getaway portal!” She happily gestured to the portal.

The queen looked over it in awe, admiring the beauty and the power that the elder goddess possessed. “Wow. It looks like a galaxy…” Genevieve walked up before she allowed the tips of her fingers to pass through it.

It…kind of tickled.

Hecate seemed more than pleased with her work. “Pretty cool, huh?” She said with a small smirk.

“Insanely cool.” Genevieve looked over the portal one more time before she asked, “So, this portal will take me to where I need to go?”

“Uh huh! As soon as you step over, you’ll be in the other world.” Hecate said before she blinked. “Oh, that reminds me. Here.” She pulled out a cellphone out of her pocket.

The cellphone seemed to be an IPhone 16 pro with a sturdy silicone case shielding it from anything that might come its way. The case was, adorably, in the shape of a panda bear.

“A new phone?” Genevieve tilted her head yet took it anyway. “But I already have one.”

“Ah. This is no ordinary phone. I hot wired it with some strong magic. This thing can pick up calls from other dimensions, including this one.” Hecate said as she pointed to the phone. “That means you can keep in contact with everyone here while you’re over there.” She waved it off with a smile.

Genevieve tilted her head the other way. After that, she looked down at the phone again, seeing it in a new light. “That’s going to be very handy. You’re becoming much more resourceful, Hecate. Thank you.” She said with a light smile.

Hecate waved it off again. “Oh, stop all that. You’re gonna make me blush.” She smiled wider, resting a hand on her chest.

That’s when Blake flew over. He carried something in his talons. It was a red pouch.

Eve tilted her hand to catch the item. She looked at him curiously before she opened the pouch. “My mirror.” She said with a few blinks.

“You can’t go on a vacay without your mirror, your mischievousness.” Blake smirked a bit as he landed on her shoulder.

Eve laid a hand on her chest before she said, “Aww. So kind. This is why ravens are my favorite bird. You make them look so good.” She looked up at him with a pleased expression. After that, she put both the mirror and her phone in her pocket.

Blake chuckled as his feathers puffed up. “Hey. I’ll happily take that compliment.”

Then he looked up at the portal.

“So, that’s the portal, huh? We’re just gonna walk right into a black swirling vortex?” Blake asked her with a wince.

“Pretty much.” Hecate shrugged at his words.

“I don’t see why not.” Eve comically said, prompting Blake to deadpan. “The vortex is the gateway to my vacation world. So, if you have everything packed up, we should go on through.”

Hecate nodded at that…before she glanced around suspiciously. “And if I were you, you’d hop on through before your dad comes by…” She mumbled. She seemed more and more nervous as the two continued to hesitate.

“What was that, Hecate?” Genevieve turned and looked at the goddess with a head tilt.

Hecate blinked before she put on a smile. “Uh, I said enjoy your vacay, girl-heh!” She gave a slight wave.

The queen stared at the goddess for a moment. Hecate was acting strange…but when was she not acting strange. She could have sworn the goddess was a potion addict or something.

So, Genevieve disregarded Hecate’s actions and stepped through the portal with a small smile.

However, as soon as she went through the portal and looked at her new surroundings, her smile fell immediately.

Everything was dark and dreary. It was chilly and the atmosphere wreaked with misery. The streets were littered and covered with piles of rubble and trash…and it stunk.

The queen glanced around in disgust but she couldn’t help but to recognize this place. A place that had been shoved to the very back of her mind.

…The Isle of the Lost.

Genevieve twitched repeatedly as Blake merely cowered on her shoulder. The queen tried desperately to turn and retreat back into the portal saying, “Hecate, I think you got the wrong location...”

But she couldn’t. The portal had already closed. Eve was stuck there, surrounded by crooks and filth.

Genevieve was beyond pissed. “Ughhh! I’m going to kill that goddess!” She practically growled as thunder rang in the background, followed by a flash of lightning.

Chapter Text

Genevieve frantically checked for any sign of the portal. She looked around herself, on herself, below herself, and above herself

The portal was nowhere in sight…and the queen was having a fit.

“Where did the portal go?!” Genevieve dug into her hair in a frustrated manner. After that, she growled and continued her panicked search.

Blake, who was now sitting on a nearby windowsill, winced as he looked around. “Shit, shit, shit! We’re stuck here! The portal was here. Now, it’s gone! We’re stuck on the Isle! Now we have no help, no magic, no portal, and no way home!! I knew this was a bad Idea!” The bird fretted with a terrified squawk.

The queen looked over at the panicking bird with halved eyes before she shushed him. “Quiet! Let me think!” She whispered with a sigh.

Genevieve mulled over the raven’s words.

They had no magic. The barrier was preventing it.

They had no help. This was a new world and this is the Isle. There was no help unless you were in a gang. Since she was a newcomer in this land, she needed to lay low.

The biggest annoyance is that the portal was definitely gone.

“Ugh. Think, Genevieve.” The queen rubbed her temples…before she had an idea. She gasped, “The phone!”

“Huh?” Blake looked up at her, snapping out of his panic.

Genevieve searched her suitcase and bag for the device. “The phone Hecate gave me has the power to make phone calls across different dimensions, right? A little barrier ain’t nothing compared to that.” She smirked when she finally found the phone.

Blake slowly straightened up. “And if we can get in contact with Hecate, we can get the portal open, and go to our real vacation spot!” He smiled and nodded.

“Exactly. Now, shush.” Genevieve dialed the goddess’s number as Blake pouted.

As soon as the goddess answered, she said, “Helloooo! Hecate speaking.” The goddess chirped from her spot in…Genevieve’s bed.

Genevieve was both relieved and infuriated to hear Hecate’s voice. “It’s Genevieve, you idiot.” She seethed through the phone.

Hecate munched on a chip as she listened to the younger female’s voice. “Eve!” She cheered before she dug into her large spread of junk food.

“Don’t Eve me! You sent me to the Isle of all places!” Genevieve started to pace before she huffed. “Open the portal this instant and send me back!”

“Heh. About that. No can do.” The goddess said with a shrug.

Genevieve twitched repeatedly before she said, “And why not?” It was clear that she was practically on fire by now.

“Because your parents are villains, duh. Even though no one knows you, you still look like them.” Hecate explained with a wave of her hand.

The queen’s twitching was comical at this point. She looked like she was short circuiting, like a robot that tried to drink a glass of water. It took everything in Eve to calm down and continue talking to the goddess.

“Due to everything that has happened, I am very afraid to ask what you suggest?” Genevieve hissed with glowing eyes.

“Don’t you remember? You and your ex friends got invited to Auradon when you were younger. All you have to do is find them and sneak over to Auradon with those guys.” Hecate smirked a bit, popping another chip into her mouth.

Genevieve deadpanned at the sound of the goddess’s crunching before she said, “And you can’t just waltz over here and free me becaaause?”

“I’m in the middle of a marathon.” Hecate replied.

The queen raised an eyebrow. “You’re running a marathon while eating chips?” Putting away her anger for a moment.

Hecate laughed at that. “Ha! Nah, my marathon…on TV. The Real Scoop is on. Oh, by the way, you’ve been the talk of the last five episodes.”

…Her anger was back. If it wasn’t for the barrier, Eve would have exploded into flames right then and there, but she held her composure the best she could. Of course, that doesn’t mean she magically became pleased with the goddess.

Genevieve steamed before she replied. Venom coated every word. “Alright, look here you moronic, crack headed piece of shi-“

She was interrupted by a loud snicker as a random guy swiped her bag and ran off with it.

Genevieve stared at the place her bag once was…before she twitched again.

Blake blinked at her. That was before he said, “Did you…mean for that to happen?”

Genevieve merely growled at him before she said, “I’ll be right back.” After that, she darted after the male, growling as her eyes glowed bright green.

She carelessly hung up and took off after him, running at full speed. Apparently she didn’t have a problem with sprinting in heels. The way she was running, you would have thought she was wearing sneakers.

As for the guy that ran off with Eve’s belongings, he skidded to a stop in between two worn buildings. He glanced around before he went deeper into the alley, hearing the sound of spray paint as he approached.

“Carlos, Mal, Evie! I’m back and I hit the jackpot!” The guy, that was apparently Jay, said happily as he flashed the expensive looking suitcase.

He glanced around, noticing Carlos tinkering with an old alarm clock while Mal was finishing up her latest graffiti craft. However, he did not see Evie yet.

“Hey, where’s Evie?” Jay asked with a raised eyebrow.

Carlos shrugged before he said, “I don’t know. She said she’d catch up with us after her mom stopped nagging her.” He finally looked up at Jay, putting the old clock down.

The shorter boy looked up at the suitcase before he approached Jay to look it over. “Whoa. Nice suitcase. Is there anything in it?” Carlos smirked at the sight.

Jay nodded with a smirk of his own. “Totally. It’s fucking heavy.” He placed the suitcase down and located the zippers.

Carlos glanced back at Mal before he called, “Hey, Mal! Jay found a suitcase loaded with goodies!” He jested before he went back to looking at the taller male.

Mal swung her legs over the chair and stood, walking over. “That doesn’t look like it washed up. Who’d you steal from?” She smirked, hand on her hip.

Jay smirked as well before he said, “Some chick in an alley. She seemed hella distracted and this is a nice looking case so…” He shrugged a bit.

“Yeah that seems about right for Jay.” Carlos said in amusement.

“Well pop it open, see what the unlucky lady was hiding.” She tapped the suitcase with her boot.

Jay happily complied as he turned his attention back onto the suitcase. As soon as he was about to unzip the suitcase…he was tackled to the ground by a hooded blur.

“Agh! What the-?! Ack!!” Jay exclaimed as he was tackled and choked.

The blur was none other than Genevieve. She glared down at Jay as she all but pummeled him. “Gotcha, you, filthy fucking shitter!” She exclaimed…before she proceeded to bang the male against the ground.

Carlos stared with a blink as Jay continued to cry out. “Huh. That’s gonna leave a mark. I wish I had some popcorn.”

Mal watched before she snorted and smirked. “I should’ve known that was Evie’s pick.” She stepped back and returned to her seat. “You don’t pick from Evie, Jay, I thought you learned that after the eyeshadow incident.”

“Ahh! Hold on!” Jay tried to plead with the female that was successfully beating his ass. “Uncle! Uncle! Evie!! Time out-oof!” He looked rather dizzy after he was punched in the stomach.

However, Genevieve heard what Jay called her and paused. That’s when everything began to soak in. “Evie..?” She raised an eyebrow…before she noticed who she was beating up. “Jay?!” She looked down at him in alarm.

That was before she recovered and stood up. “I mean-hey, you stole my stuff.” The queen huffed before she began to dust herself off.

Carlos ran up, chuckling as he did so. “Damn, Evie. Haven’t seen you lay the smack down on someone like that in a long time.” He said, truly entertained.

Genevieve blinked once he called her “Evie” again.

That must have been the name for their Evil Queen’s daughter. Meaning…this was a total misunderstanding.

“Evie? I think there has been a mild misunderstanding…” Genevieve blinked as she glanced away. “I’m not-“

Ironically, that’s when Evie caught up with the group. She panted a bit before she said, “Sorry I’m late. Mother was super long winded this time and…” She immediately froze when she saw Genevieve.

Genevieve froze when she saw Evie. “…Evie. I’m not Evie.”

Carlos…merely gaped before he said, “Two Evies!?”

Jay rubbed his head as he managed to make his way onto his feet. “I think I hit my head too hard because I see double Evie.” He said while Genevieve deadpanned at him.

“Nope, there are…two Evie’s.” Mal looked between them, the gears clearly turning in her head. “That can’t be right.” She muttered under her breath.

Evie…merely walked up to her double…and poked her on the forehead.

“Seriously?” Genevieve dryly asked.

Evie sweatdropped before she said, “I just wanted to see if you were real and not just some figment or something.” She said bashfully.

“Oh, she’s real, alright.” Jay comically stretched, hearing a symphony of crackling sounds coming from his bones. “…Ouch…”

Genevieve glanced between them before she cleared her throat and lowered her hood. “Hi, I’m Genevieve.” She gave them a small smile.

Carlos blinked…before he smiled back at her. “Well, hi. Anyone who can put a beat down on Jay like that is a friend of mine.”

“Thank you.” Genevieve nodded at him.

Jay merely huffed at that. “Pfft. I wasn’t ready. Next time, it’ll be different, but I gotta admit. Those were some nice moves.” He mumbled the last part.

“Thank you.” The queen nodded once more.

Evie continued to look over her double in awe before she said, “Wow. I love your tiara.” She pointed to Genevieve’s crown.

Genevieve forgot she was wearing it and glanced up at it. “What? This old thing?” She waved it off before she adjusted her cloak when a breeze swept by.

Mal sat up slightly and stood. "Your name is Genevieve?"

“That’s correct.” Genevieve nodded once more as she turned her attention toward Mal. She resisted the urge to twitch as she looked at the girl, reminding herself that this wasn’t her Mal.

“Genevieve?” Jay tilted his head before he chuckled. “Gen-evie-ve. Heh. It’s like Evie but with class.” He said in humor…

…before he winced and yelled when Evie’s foot met his shin.

"You deserved that." Mal dryly said, folding her arms.

“This is just not your day, bro.” Carlos merely laughed at the other boy.

Evie merely huffed. “Honestly he should have seen that one coming.” She folded her arms.

Genevieve snorted at the sight. “I almost feel bad for him…” She mumbled to herself.

"Don't. He deserved the butt-kicking." Mal smirked slightly before it dropped when she looked at Genevieve again.

Genevieve felt someone staring at her. When she noticed that it was Mal, she raised an eyebrow and said, “…What?”

"You can't be magic, so you have to be real, and last I checked…there wasn't a doppelganger of Evie on the Isle." Mal's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Which can only mean one of two things."

Jay, who had just finished tending to his shin, raised an eyebrow. “What two things?”

“I’m kind of curious to hear this myself. Do continue.” Genevieve placed a hand on her hip.

"Evil clone, shapeshifting demon." Mal said rather simply then pursed her lips.

Genevieve fought to hold in her laughter.

Evie blinked at that. “A clone? Who would clone me and for what reason?” She furrowed her eyebrows. “The demon theory is more believable than that.”

"Cool, then she's a shapeshifting demon probably sent by Chernabog because someone swiped from him last week." Mal immediately, and sharply, looked at Jay.

Jay raised his hands in surrender. “Hey! You can’t tell me that food didn’t hit different! You know Chern’s got all the good stuff!” He said with a large pout.

Carlos merely looked at Genevieve and stepped to the side. “There ya go. He’s the one you want. I’ve never seen him before in my life.”

Jay…looked at Carlos with a twitch. “When I die, I’m totally coming back to haunt you.”

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she said, “Everyone, focus. I’m not a demon and I’m not a clone. I am a real person. I just…don’t get out much.” She waved her hand before she walked over to collect her suitcase with the intention of going elsewhere.

Evie blinked before she asked, “Don’t get out much? Where have you been?” She raised her eyebrow. “We’ve been all over and we’ve never seen you here before.”

“Away from you guys. That’s for sure.” Genevieve said before she glanced away. “I was told by a few people that my interesting appearance would cause “confusion”. By the looks on you guy’s faces I’d say that they were right.” She shrugged as she coolly lied and continued to try and sneak off.

"I'm still thinking…demon. Demon who is panicking and trying to leave because they got caught." Mal said, keeping the same suspicious look.

Genevieve…facepalmed at that. “…You lot aren’t going to leave me alone until I tell you the truth, right?” She asked, already seeing where this was going.

Carlos shrugged at that. “Yeah, pretty much.” He said with a blink.

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she said, “Look, I am this…Evie person.” She gestured to the other bluenette. “I’m from another dimension and I ended up here by mistake. In my world, I rule Auradon.” She opened her cloak up, demonstrating her status by revealing her regal outfit.

While Evie’s eyes seemed to sparkle at the sight of her outfit, Carlos rubbed his chin. “So, if you’re supposedly from another dimension, how’d you end up here?”

“I know Hecate, goddess of magic. She’s messing with me and opened a bad portal. I’m supposed to be coming to this world for a vacation, but that derailed quickly when Hecate started being annoying and this clown stole my suitcase.” Genevieve pointed at a puzzled Jay.

“I swear, Hecate better be glad she’s a friend of my dad or I’d wring her neck.” The queen huffed at that.

“Dude, we’re in the presence of an actual queen.” Carlos said to Jay with a grin.

“Sweet. Good to see I’ve already made a memorable first impression.” Jay said with a smirk, prompting Genevieve to deadpan once again.

Mal didn't look entirely convinced but didn't make a comment again. She merely nodded and glanced away, clearly thinking again.

“Anywho, I must be going. I have to fuss at a goddess over the phone.” Genevieve gave the group a small wave before she began to head elsewhere.

“Wait! We still have more questions!” Carlos zipped in front of her with a pout.

Jay followed suit with a large grin. “For example, you said you rule Auradon, right? Are you rich?”

Genevieve stared at the boy who had stolen her belongings not too long ago. “I’m not answering that.” Her eyes halved.

“She didn’t say no.” Jay brought out with a large smirk.

Carlos looked at his friend in amusement before he asked, “You said you have a dad. Who is he?”

Genevieve shrugged before she said, “Hades and my mom is The Evil Queen.”

Jay hummed at that before he walked up to her. “Hades, huh.” That’s when…he began to endlessly poke the queen.

Genevieve merely deadpanned as she stood there getting poked.

Evie watched the scene, both confused and amazed. She said, “This is…so weird. It’s like looking in a moving mirror. Do you think she’s telling the truth about the dimension thing?” She glanced at Mal.

"Not one bit." Mal muttered back, speaking quietly so Genevieve couldn't hear her.

Speaking of Genevieve, she had finally reached her breaking point from all of Jay’s poking. “GRAAAH!” The queen had flamed up and sent Jay flying into the nearest dumpster.

Jay landed with an “Ooof!” before he shifted around and rose up to peak out of the dumpster. “Yep…That’s Hades. Awesome.” He gave her a thumbs up, clearly dizzy from the impact.

Evie gaped at the sight before she mumbled back to Mal, “Well, what should we do with her?” She glanced between them.

"...Send her to Hades?" Mal offered up with a frown. "I don't want her around here and I definitely don't want the shrimp to get her."

“Aww.” Carlos pouted at. “So, we can’t keep her?”

“It’s…probably for the best, Carlos.” Evie smiled a bit at him.

Carlos heavily sighed at that. “Fiiiine.” That’s when he turned back to the queen. “Well, Genevieve, since you’re not from here, you’re going to need a place to stay until you get that portal situation handled and we know just the place.” He waved her over while Jay worked on escaping out of the dumpster.

“Really?” Genevieve raised an eyebrow, clearly not trusting the boy.

She didn’t trust them…but anything was better than hanging out in the open and getting her stuff stolen again.

Genevieve swallowed her pride for a moment and shook her head. “Fine. Lead the way.” She nodded at him.

Carlos nodded in return. As soon as Jay made his way over, he started on his way to Hades’s dwelling.

Genevieve was very cautious, her eyes meeting Mal’s suspicious gaze in passing. She held the gaze with her own look of suspicion before she continued to follow the boy, leaving the other three behind.

Ooooooo

Carlos sighed when they finally came up to Hades’ cave. He looked around, nodding as he heard the barking of dogs deep within the cave.

Genevieve glanced around before she said, “You…brought me to my dad’s place?” She looked at the shorter boy in surprise. “And here I thought you just brought me somewhere to kill me.”

Carlos sweatdropped at that. “Hey, I wouldn’t do that to a lady. What do you take me for?”

“A gangster villain kid .” Genevieve said with an amused expression.

Carlos blinked at that.

Well…she was accurate.

“Hm. Fair enough. Well, see you later Genevieve.” Carlos said…before he paused. “Genevieve…So, your friends call you Evie, right?” He asked with an interested smile.

Genevieve blinked before her amusement grew. “No. They call me Eve.” She turned and faced the cave.

Carlos hummed at that. “Hmm. Eve. Different. I like it.” He regained his smile before he waved. “Later, Eve! Good luck with Hades!” He called out before he headed off toward the rest of the core four.

Genevieve glanced back in his direction before she peered into the dark cave. She held her suitcase tightly as she finally headed inside the cave, not minding the beware of dog signs.

The queen glanced around with large barking sounds in her ears before she turned to the audience and said, “Well, this is…definitely an experience. Not the kind of experience I wanted, but definitely…an experience…” She was clearly at a loss for words.

“I am supposed to be at a beachfront right now, sipping piña coladas while watching TV on my tablet, but no.” Genevieve struggled to pull her suitcase over a few train tracks.

She nearly fell when she did so.

“Ugh!” Genevieve huffed when she finally did overcome the obstacle. “I’m stuck here. The Isle. Hell on Earth.”

Then…she heard thunder outside, followed by the sound of hard rain. “Well, I guess it could be worse. Hopefully, I can convince this Hades to let me stay. I should, though. I mean…different universe or no, he’s still my dad, right?” She shrugged at that.

That’s when she came across a record player that happened to be the cause of the dog sounds. Genevieve’s eyes halved at the sight before she did her ears a favor and stopped the record.

The queen rolled her eyes before she said, “This should do until I find a way to sneak out of here.” She mumbled before she glanced around.

After that, she walked deeper into the cave and called out, “Knock, knock! Is anyone home?!” Genevieve called out as she continued to walk deeper into the cave.

Hades grunted and awoke from his nap in his chair. "Screw off squirt, not the day for canned corn." He said in a low, sleepy voice, his eyes hidden behind dark shades.

Genevieve’s eyes halved a bit at that before she said, “Actually, I was looking for a place to stay for the night. I won’t be a bother.” She said as she lowered her hood.

It was impossible to tell if his eyes were open or not, but he didn't register her appearance. "Fuck off…didn't you see the signs? I'll steal your soul and feed it to the dog." He commented, as if realizing she wasn't the 'squirt'.

Genevieve deadpanned even more at that. She sighed heavily in a dry manner. That’s when she dug into her bag…and found a can of soda. “…I have food.” She cracked the can open, allowing the sound of fizz to tease the god’s senses. “And wine.” She smirked a bit.

"The fuck? Where'd you get wine-" He suddenly sat up, pulled off his shades and squinted. "...Why are you here, Queen Jr?"

Genevieve sipped the soda, smacking her lips at the grape taste before she said, “Simple answer, long story. I’m not from here. I’m from a different dimension. I only wanted to come here for vacation, but Hecate gave me a bad portal and won’t give me a new one-“

"That fucking bitch!" He comically swore, somehow managing to make his hair flame up for a few seconds.

Genevieve stared at the sight but merely tilted her head. “…Huh. Speaking of…how are you still in here if Hecate can open portals? You two are friends in this world too, right?” Her eyebrows furrowed.

"...She fucked me over and ran through a portal." Hades griped and reached for a nearly empty bottle. "Something about that bitch Fairy Godmother and Zeus paying her good to not help. She ran out on me for fucking alchemy ingredients!" He huffed and threw the bottle at a wall filled with blue tally marks.

Genevieve looked over all the tally marks with a small frown…before she hummed. “I guess things are more different here than I thought.” She blinked a couple times. “So…she screwed both of us over.”

The queen rolled her eyes. “I’m stuck here and I have nowhere else to go and the only reason I feel comfortable coming here is because…you’re my dad. Well, at least you are in my world.” She shrugged before she pulled out one of her expensive wines and offered it to the god.

"How did your mother convince me to fuck her?" He asked, taking the wine without question. "...Shit, was I drunk?"

“Yep.” Genevieve answered without hesitation. “I’m Genevieve, by the way.” She said as she deadpanned, still remembering the extreme detail her mother told the story of her birth in.

"Yeah, your mother named you that alright. Stuffy as fuck." He took a swig of the wine then groaned. "Shit, that's good…"

Genevieve shook her head in amusement before she asked, “Does this mean I can stay?” She asked as she batted her eyelashes.

He looked at the wine then up at her. "Ugh, fuck, sure. Hadie's got a room you can bunk in since he actually needs sleep." He jabbed his thumb in the direction of a hallway carved out of the stone.

That name…made her eyebrows furrow. She didn’t know a Hadie. Never ever heard of him.

Genevieve shrugged at that. “Alright. I’ve got extra wine if you run out.” She called before she went searching in the carved hallway.

The queen glanced around, subtly admiring the god’s craftsmanship. “Huh. I never took Hades as a carver. He’s definitely not bad at it.”

Genevieve smiled to herself…before she bumped into a tall male. She blinked a bit before she looked up at him and said, “Hi.”

The younger male, who looked shockingly similar to Hades, minus the wild hair and facial hair, jumped and screamed in fright. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

“Huh.” Genevieve blinked in surprise. “To think I would stop getting that reaction in a new dimension…” She mumbled to herself before she held up her hands in surrender.

“Relax. I’m not Evie. I’m not here to kill you. I’m just here to stay until an annoying goddess opens me up a new portal.” She tried to be as inviting as she possibly could.

He stared at her, arms comically extended like he was going to try and karate chop her. "...You mean Mal didn't send you to try and makeup bomb me again?"

The queen stared at him. “What-no! I’m actually in a crisis. I have better things to do than torture you with “makeup bombs”.” Genevieve deadpanned heavily at that, using air quotes.

"How am I supposed to know that? You just showed up!" He pouted then slowly folded his arms.

Genevieve took a deep breath before she sighed. “Okay, this has been a weird day for me. Hades said you had a place where I could bunk?” She asked in a tired tone.

He stared some more before he glanced away. "Uh…yeah, down that way on the right. Mine's on the left."

Genevieve nodded at that. She was about to walk off before she nodded to him. She carefully opened the door and looked around. She flicked the lightswitch…before she blinked.

The room had a few toys in it along with a few cartoony sheets. They weren’t in the best quality, but they seemed decent.

“This room looks…a little kiddy.” She tilted her head as she glanced around.

The Hades-look-alike merely shrugged and nervously looked away. "Oh uh…yeah. But it's got a bed." He said then started walking away.

Genevieve glanced between him and the room. “I guess. I…didn’t know Hades had another kid here. Will they be upset if I stayed here?” She tilted her head.

He stopped and rubbed his arm. "Um…no…because they aren't," He paused then sighed. "She isn't around anymore. I wouldn't worry about it, just don't tell my dad you're sleeping in there."

Genevieve paused and turned to face him. “…She isn’t around?” She asked, almost as if she was looking through his soul for answers.

"Y-Yeah she's not around here." He fumbled over his words before he tried to leave.

Genevieve stared at him for a little while longer before she slowly nodded. “Okay. Well…thanks.” She said before she retreated into the room and closed the door.

The queen sighed heavily as soon as she was behind a closed door. She glanced around, noticing that the room hadn’t been dusted in a while.

“Hm. I packed cleaning supplies for my hotel room…but I guess I can use a bit for this room too.” Genevieve tilted her head before she began to fix the room up to her liking.

Ooooooo

“…” Blake twitched from a mixture of anger and frustration.

The raven sat atop of an old windowsill of an even older abandoned building. The worn cover was the only protection he had again the frigid rain.

At this point, he figured that Genevieve…was not going to return any time soon.

Finally, as an attempt to blow off some steam, Blake said, “I’m gonna get that girl.” He twitched once more.

As if the storm replied to Blake’s misfortune, thunder sounded, following a bright lightning strike.

Chapter Text

Eve had a busy day as she cleaned the…rather childish room. It was better than focusing on the fact that she was stuck on an actual trash heap. So, she practically cleaned herself to sleep.

Just because she was stuck in actual Hell didn’t mean it had to be all bad…

Well, it all boiled down to the fact that she needed to know her way around. Unfortunately that meant she actually would have to explore this terrible place and learn about it.

So, she decided to ask Hadie for a favor.

“Oh, Hadieeee! Are you in there?!” Genevieve persistently knocked on the male’s door. “I’m not leaving until you open up!” She placed a hand on her hip.

"U-Um…Hadie's…not at home!" He called back then muttered a curse under his breath.

Genevieve’s eyes halved before she rolled her eyes.

After that, she tried to think of a way to draw the male out…or to at least let her in.

When she got an idea, she smirked and retreated back to her room. She grabbed a frozen burrito out of her bag and heated it with her flames.Then, she waved the cooked burrito around the cracks of his door with a snicker.

“Heh. Are you sure you don’t wanna open the door? I have a fresh steak burrito without a name on it…” Genevieve all but snickered as she continued.

"...That could be poisoned!" He replied, his voice getting further away as if he was trying to hide.

“Nah. I left all my poison at home.” Genevieve casually said before she took a piece of the burrito…and ate it. “Mmmm…sooo goooood.” She smirked as she happily teased the male.

"I don't trust you!" He comically yelled then went quiet.

“Oh, come on, Hadie. You know we have the same dad, right? Technically, we’re siblings!” Genevieve pouted before she leaned against the door. “I just want to ask for a favor. I’m not going to do anything to you.

"Blood doesn't matter when it comes to messing with me." Hadie griped as something was shut in his room.

“I don’t want to mess with you. I mean, you just met me. Give me a shot.” Genevieve sighed at that. “Besides, I’m still on vacation. I am less of a menace during vacations.”

"Can you just leave me alone? Why do you need me so badly?" He mumbled, clearly still suspicious. "I haven't bothered you once."

Genevieve twitched as her temper began to rise.“I just want you to-! I demand that you-!” She stomped. She had to remember that Hadie was not her subject. She could not control him like the goons in her kingdom.

That prompted her to huff, pout, and slump against his door. “…I just wanted you to give me a tour and show me around, but whatever. I can go by myself.” She shook her head before she headed toward the exit…comically sneaking past a snoring Hades.

After that she made it out of earshot…she continued to stomp out of the cave. She grumbled the whole time.

Sure, Hadie didn’t trust her. She could deal with that. It was very wise of him not to trust her.

What irritated her is because she knew-she just knew that the reason Hadie didn’t trust her was because of Evie. Not her.

“I am not Evie.” Genevieve twitched as she continued to storm out of the cave.

Thankfully for her, the rain had stopped, leaving massive puddles in its wake. Unlike what she was used to, there was no warm sun after the rain. It was only a cloudy and dreary sky which perfectly projected her emotions.

“What’s wrong with these people? How many times do I have to say that I’m not this crazy Evie person? I have no idea who she is. We are nothing alike.” Genevieve growled to herself as she glanced around her rather disgusting environment.

The filth in the area only fueled her anger even more.

“I am Genevieve, Queen Genevieve!”

Whoever dared to look at her got a venomous glare in return.

“Stupid Hecate, stupid Isle, stupid air headed fools!” Genevieve’s eyes flared…before she finally glanced around at her very unfamiliar surroundings.

Was the cave…that way…No, that way…??

“Ah shit.” Genevieve folded her arms. “Of fucking course. I am so…lost.” She scowled in each direction.

The queen looked around one last time before she shook her head and decided to continue trying to find her way. “Hm. I can totally blame Hadie here. Yep. That seems about right.” Genevieve shrugged before she began to eat the burrito she was still holding.

The moment she chose to focus on that burrito was the moment a hook teasingly raked through her hair. The presence of someone behind her was unmistakable and it was only confirmed when the owner of that hook chuckled. "You're a brave lass for walking around with that."

…Genevieve hardly chewed her burrito before she gave the male a fiery side eye.

She slapped his hook away before she said, “No touching. This hair is worth more than you ever will.” The queen turned and looked at him in disgust.

"Channeling your mother, hm?" He looked her over before he smirked. "I like it." He whispered, leaning over her.

Genevieve gave him the driest stare…before she deadpanned when she realized who she was talking to. “Ugh. You’re that Hairy pirate guy. Look, I have had a hell of a time for the past 24-hours. So, if you like having all your limbs, pop off.” She squinted at him.

"Harry Hook, little queen." He chuckled, continuing to mess with her hair, seemingly unbothered by her behavior.

The queen twitched at that. That was immediately followed…by her lifting her fist. “You have no idea who I am. So, let me explain something to you. I do not like to be touched and if you touch me again, I am gonna shove my foot up your-!”

Right as the girl was about to jack up the pirate, Gil happened to catch the queen in the act.

“Woah, easy there, blue. When did you get so fiesty?” Gil chuckled a bit, completely relaxed despite the feral girl in his arms.

Genevieve merely glared at him as well, her eyes glowing bright green. If looks could kill, both boys would have dropped dead.

While Harry grinned and teasingly wiggled his fingers at her, someone stepped out of the nearby alley. "What'd you do, Harry? She looks like a feral dog." She smirked and folded her arms.

"Nothing I don't always do, Uma." Harry winked and stepped back a bit, letting his captain move in front of him.

“Keep doing that and I will light you on fire.” Genevieve managed to calm down, yet still glare at him.

"Sounds delightful." He nearly purred out, only staying back due to Uma standing in his way.

Genevieve growled, seeing that it was a waste of time to talk to the male. After that, she looked at Uma. “Look, there’s clearly been some sort of misunderstanding. That being said, I should be making my way back to the other side of the Island. I must get back before Hades wakes up.” She glanced around before she lightly winced at the thought.

"Hades? Why are you worried about Hades?" Uma squinted and leaned forward a bit.

Genevieve raised an eyebrow at that. “Oh, yeah. You all probably think I’m Evie. Well, I’m not and Hades is my father.” She humphed at that.

Gil tilted his head at that. “You’re not Evie…but…you look like Evie.” He blinked at her.

“I know.” Genevieve looked at him in annoyance.

“…But you’re not Evie.” Gil asked with another blink.

“Yes.” Genevieve sharply answered.

Gil took a few seconds…before he asked, “Are you Evie now?”

Genevieve comically twitched at that. “For the sake of the gods. I am Genevieve, not Evie! Not Mal’s buddy! Not one of the Core Four! I ride solo! Daughter of The Evil Queen, Daughter of Hades!” She folded her arms as the male continued to blink.

"Well now you've just confused him more." Uma's voice was laced with sarcasm.

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she said, “It would be really nice if I could leave now.” She deadpanned at that.

"And it would be really nice if I didn't have to deal with delusional evil princesses who trespassed in my area." Uma squinted at her. "You know the deal, I don't invade your hole, you don't step into mine."

Genevieve raised her eyebrow. “Okay, you don’t listen. I’m not who you think I am.” She squinted her eyes at the pirate. “And I am not delusional.”

Gil chuckled a bit before he said, “Oh, you’re totally delusional. Heh.” That was before he leaned over and whispered to Harry and Uma. “Erm, what does delusional mean again?”

"Crazy." Uma's eyes halved.

“Oh yeah! Well, you’re totally delusional.” Gil happily repeated once more. “Everyone knows you aren’t Hades’s kid. He’s only got a son.”

“Really?” Genevieve’s annoyed expression turned into one of crazed mischief. “Do you want to test that theory?” She twitched…before she immediately flamed up.

“Woah!” Gil immediately dropped the girl…before he comically began to run around, trying to put the flames out on his clothes. “Ooh! Hot! Hot! Hot!”

Genevieve…merely huffed as she dusted herself off. “Well, there goes my burrito.” She deadpanned as burrito ashes flew out of her hand.

Uma stepped back slightly and looked the other girl up and down. "...You have proof, but if you were his kid, that'd prove the dead can walk."

“Here’s the deal.” Genevieve placed her hands on her hips. “I’m not from here. I’m from another dimension. I’m here by mistake, but in my world, I guess the dead can walk.” She shrugged.

"...Right. Guys, get her out of here before she infects me with her delusions." Uma scoffed and stepped to the side.

Gil, who had finally put himself out, walked back up to them. “Eh, sure, Uma.” He pouted at his clothing.

Genevieve rolled her eyes before she began to walk elsewhere. “Thanks for the waste of time. Adios.” She sarcastically said as she continued in her way, not caring when Gil walked after her.

Uma squinted after her then rolled her eyes. "I swear, they'll do anything to try and get my place." She huffed and turned. "...Go figure how she did the fire thing."

Harry smirked and chuckled. "With pleasure, Uma." After that he trailed after the other two.

Ooooooo

After about five minutes of walking…Genevieve was going insane. Gil was talking her ear off about his favorite types of seafood. Honestly, she would rather hear anything else. Especially since she burned up her burrito in a fit of rage.

She would kill to have her snack bag right about now…

“I like cod a bit more than tuna, though.” Gil continued to speak. “But we don’t really get a lot of cod. We get more crabs and lobsters and stuff. Uma said they like all the algae around the isle. A few squid come around here too. I don’t really like squid. It’s too chewy. The same thing with octopus. I don’t want to eat octopus anyway since it might make Uma mad-“

“Hey, look!” Genevieve hid her extreme annoyance as she pointed in a random direction. “Someone dropped a five dollar bill!” She feigned a happy expression.

Gil grinned at that as he perked up. “Really?! Oh, it is mine! Race ya!” He speedily took off.

Genevieve did too. However…she took off in the opposite direction.

The queen snickered at that. “Hehehe.”

Once she was out of sight, she smirked and said, “Ah…much better.” Genevieve welcomed the silence with a large smirk. She nearly wanted to take back everything she had ever said about silence. “Ha. Slicker than butter!”

"That trick won't work on everyone." A voice suddenly said behind her.

As soon as Genevieve turned around, her hands were coated with flames. She growled…before she huffed when she saw who it was. “Ugh. You again. What do you want?” Her good mood immediately dwindled.

"An answer, or two." Harry smirked and looked her over. "...or three."

Genevieve scoffed at him. “Oh, so you’re going to follow me around too? Let me guess, Uma sent you after me.”

"I could be following you on my own accord." He chuckled and rubbed the tip of his hook.

“Or not.” The queen squinted at him before she shook the flames out. “I’m watching you, pirate.” She looked him over before she continued walking.

“Your two or three questions. What are they?” Genevieve asked in clear suspicion.

"What's the fire trick?" He asked, following behind as he looked around.

“I’m sorry. I don’t understand.” Genevieve asked with furrowed eyebrows. “Fire trick? If you are referring to my flames, I gained this ability when I was six. It was a part of the all inclusive “you’re Hades’s kid package”.” She dryly replied.

"Hm…but Hades has no…daughter." He gestured to her with his hook. "Not in the land of the living." He smirked before he grinned and glared at someone.

Genevieve’s interest was piqued at that. “I am not from this land, as I have told you before. I was stranded here by a goddess…but that’s not important. You said “land of the living”?” She raised her eyebrow as she waved away the other information.

"On the Isle you can be a god, a demon, a pirate;" Harry leaned in, his smirk growing as he tilted her chin up with his hook. "But we all get the same food rations…or none at all."

Genevieve went quiet. That would explain the childish room.

Next, Genevieve’s mind wandered to Hades’s drinking habits and his overall depressed demeanor. Her father wasn’t like that. He had never lost a child either.

Imagine losing a child as a death god. You are able to bring them back…but you can’t. As long as the barrier stands, those who are under it have terrible restrictions on their magic.

“I see…” Genevieve mumbled, her eyebrows knotted as she thought the somber information over.

"Facilier said he…missed the ration drop and then that happened. He wasn't aware because didn't need it." Harry drew back and looked elsewhere. "Then he hid away in his cave with no one missing him." He hummed and stepped away. "It's made the ration drops easier now." He grinned at her.

Genevieve…went right back to deadpanning at him. “…Good to know. Speaking of, I need to get back to his cave. I didn’t tell him I was leaving.” She saw his expression and rolled her eyes. “Yeah. I stay there because he believes me.”

Harry chuckled before he looked away. When he did, he saw Mal and immediately smirked at her. "Mal, long time no see." He walked straight over to her, seemingly forgetting the other girl.

Mal grumbled and tried to look past him. "Go away, Harry. Go back to the shrimp."

Genevieve watched the male with what seemed like a permanent deadpan at this point. “Found someone else to bother already? That was fast.” She smirked a bit…before she noticed her long sleeves dragging on the dirty ground.

She grumbled a bit before she removed a few ties from her hair. This caused her hair to flow free as she used the ties to wrap her sleeves around her arms instead.

Mal squinted and continued trying to get a better look before she finally scowled. "Ugh, okay fine. I'll deal with you first." She squinted up at Harry.

Harry…only grinned at that.

While Genevieve deadpanned. “You do that. I have somewhere to be before an angry god wakes up.” She turned to continue her trek.

Thankfully, she managed to slip away from the two VKs and find her way back to Hades’s cave.

Upon approaching the cave, Eve gained a small smile and chuckled. “Heh…hehehe..! I made it! I made it back!”

The queen glanced around, placing her hands on her hips. “Hm. That wasn’t so hard.” Genevieve happily made her way into the cave with a small smirk.

She cautiously glanced around and crept inside. When she spied the hallway, she quickly tried to sneak back to her room, not noticing how oddly quiet it was.

“Piece of cake. Suck it, Hadie!” Genevieve whispered to herself with a content expression before she reached for the doorknob.

"Sneaking around, are we?"

Hades!!

“Gah!” Genevieve was genuinely both surprised and impressed with the jump scare she had gotten from the god.

She spun around to face him before she sweatdropped. “Hehe…Maybe a little…?” She nervously smiled. Even she knew it was futile to try and lie to Hades.

"Maybe a little~Oh hush, I sensed you leaving. You walk in my cave I know where you are, you walk out of it, I know you left." He squinted at her.

Genevieve sighed at that. “Fine. I left. I don’t like being in one spot too long. I get fidgety.” She shrugged at that.

That’s when she noticed his expression. “…What?” She asked with a blink.

"You really think it's a good idea to leave and tell everyone that little tale you told me? I barely fucking believe it and that's only because that twerp Hermes has gone to other dimensions. You tell people what you told me, and they are gonna put a straight jacket on you." He grumbled to her and folded his arms.

“This is the Isle. Technically, everyone should be wearing straight jackets.” Genevieve tilted her head with a dry expression. “Besides, I’m only going to be here temporarily.”

"Uh-huh." He looked at her as if she said something that didn't make sense.

Genevieve sighed heavily at that. “Ugh. Why do I bother? If you need me, I’ll be cracking open that new bottle of wine.” She said before she walked deeper into the cave.

Ooo The next morning ooO

“I've chosen my first official proclamation. I've decided that the children on the Isle of the Lost be given a chance... to live here in Auradon.”

Young Prince Ben explained to his parents as he looked out of the large window. The view of the kingdom was large and beautiful. However, he couldn’t help but to notice the darkness of the Isle that sat above the gorgeous blue waters of the sea. He felt that it was finally time to act.

Because of this, he paid no mind to the surprised expressions on his parent’s face.

“Every time I look out to the island, I feel like they've been abandoned.” He explained with a nod.

Beast’s eyebrows furrowed. “The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?”

His parents shared a wary look.

Ben happily nodded at that. “We start out with a few at first, only the ones who need our help the most. I’ve already chosen them.” He beamed as he turned to face his parents once more.

Ooooooooo

Genevieve was currently sleeping soundly in her bed. In spite of her vacation being ruined, she still found small reasons to enjoy her time off. One of those being the sense of security she felt being around her alternate dimension dad. She knew no one would mess with him. So, she knew she could rest easy.

Oh, she could also sleep in. Or not…

The phone rang.

The iPhone was placed right beside her pillow and Genevieve had forgotten to turn her ringtone down.

So, the queen was successfully was awakened with a start.

“Ah!” Genevieve swiftly glanced around…before she noticed the phone.

When she noticed the caller ID, she growled and huffed.

Genevieve harshly picked up the glowing phone and answered it with a, “What do you want, fuckwad?! I was trying to sleep!”

Hecate merely snickered at her response. “Oooh. My bad. I didn’t mean to ruin your beauty sleep, her royal crankiness.”

Genevieve’s eyes squinted before she decided to groggily check the time. “What do you want?”

“Oh yeaaaah! Right! Today is the day, sleepy head!” The goddess chirped.

“The day for what?” Genevieve’s eyebrows furrowed at the goddess.

“Hehehe. Today is the day Ben said the VK’s could come to Auradon. Here’s the best part!” Hecate bounced before she continued. “He made that announcement approximately…four hours ago!!”

Genevieve stared blankly for about a minute. She finally began to blink before she said, “Four hours ago?! The limo should be here in-“ She quickly hopped out of bed and began to get dressed.

“Any minute?! I know! Isn’t it great?! Haul ass, girlie! Go! Go! Go! Go!” Hecate cheered, followed by goofy laughter.

Genevieve managed to hang up before she got dressed in record speed. After that, she packed up her belongings.

“Do I have everything?” Genevieve glanced around the room…before she nodded.

That was when she blinked. “Wait a minute…where the flying fuck is Blake?” Her eyebrows furrowed…before she shrugged. “Meh. I’m sure he’s fine.”

After that, she zipped out of the room, making a beeline for the cave’s exit.

She didn't make it five seconds before she ran into big, glaring, brick wall. "And where the fuck are you going now?"

“Son of a-“ Genevieve stumbled back a bit as she rubbed her head.

Once she managed to regain her composure, she pouted and said, “I have to go and I don’t have much time.” She looked around him, trying to get past the god.

He shifted slightly to block her again. "You didn't answer me."

“I’d prefer not to.” Genevieve pouted as she kept trying to get around him. “Would you-let me-ugh!” She looked up at him in frustration.

She stared up at him for a bit longer before her frustrated expression began to melt away. Her eyebrows furrowed as she took a deep sigh. “Prince Ben has decreed that a select few VKs are leaving the Isle today. Hecate told me that I need to hurry if I’m going to make it to the limo. It’s my only chance of getting out of here.”

Genevieve wore a much sadder expression. “I didn’t want to tell you…because I didn’t want you to feel…worse.” She said as she wrung her hands.

Hades stared before he scoffed, digging the toe of his boot into the cave floor, making the ground rumble just slightly. "Why do you care about how I feel? You gotta listen to that bitch Hecate, right? No one else? So why suddenly show emotion besides sass towards me?" He fired off each question, his lips curling downwards.

Genevieve took a step back before she looked down in thought. She chewed her lip before she said, “I dunno. I guess it’s because…I still think of you as my dad.” She looked back up at him without a hint of sarcasm.

He glanced back at her, a flicker of some kind of emotion flickering through his eyes as he subtly faltered. That only lasted for a moment before he masked it with a scowl. "I don't have any daughters, only Hadie." He swiftly turned around. "So, I don't care what you do. Go run and be with the pansies who fucked us all over."

Genevieve bit her lip before she nodded. She walked around him, keeping her head low and avoiding his gaze…before she dug in her back and sat her bottle of wine down on a make-shift table.

After a second thought, she left her entire snack bag on the table and said, “For Hadie.”

After that, she took her suitcase and exited the cave.

Once she was gone, the deity exhaled a growl, his hair flaming up for a few brief seconds. Afterwards he merely walked back to his chair, "Better not fucking come back." He muttered under his breath.

Outside of the cave, Genevieve race walked toward the location where she remembered the limo was. She remembered that moment clear as day while she terribly forgot others. It was clear that she was on a mission…

…But she couldn’t help but to stop and look back at her father’s-Hades’s cave. She felt…terrible to say the least. She couldn’t just leave him here…but she had to…

Genevieve groaned at the war going on in her head. She finally managed to silence it by saying, “Genevieve, this is not what you came here for. You wanted a vacation. You’ll never have one if you remain here.”

With a shake of her head, she suppressed her strong emotions and continued on her way.

It didn’t take her long at all to spot the limo.

To her great relief, it was still stationary and the VKs were still loading up their things.

“Yes! There it is!” Genevieve grinned at the sight of her vehicle of salvation.

She glanced around. No one was looking. The villain parents were too busy blabbing to their kids about the stupid wand plot or finding a prince while the driver was trying to make sure his limo remained unscathed.

“I can totally sneak in. I can slip my suitcase in the trunk and get a nice window seat before we pull off. Vacation, here I come!” Genevieve began to sneak out of her hiding spot…before an angry raven flew into her hair.

“YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING, SELFISH LITTLE-SQUAAAAWK!!” Blake exclaimed as he happily tried to claw at Genevieve. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you?! Two days…TWO?! Isle birds are ass cheeks!!”

Genevieve was both annoyed and relieved to see him but she did notice his noise starting to draw attention. “Blake! Blake! I know you’re upset, but you’re going to ruin our escape!” She pointed to the limo.

Blake blinked and tilted his head. “Ohhhh. I gotcha. My bad, G.” He said with a bashful smile, landing on her head. “Missed ya.”

The queen sighed at that and regained her composure.

Genevieve crept over to another hiding spot before she hummed.

She glanced over at the driver…before she looked back at the limo. “Actually…I want you to do that again.” She looked up at him with a wicked smile.

…Next thing the driver knew, Blake flew right into his hair as well.

The driver…immediately panicked. He began to swat at the bird and run around…prompting the villain parents to cackle at his plight.

“Ahhh…almost reminds me of my raven.” Evil Queen said in a reminiscent manner.

Evie…merely winced before she nudged Mal. “I think we should get in the car.” She said, not noticing Genevieve sneaking over in the midst of the chaos.

Mal…was merely enjoying the show.

"Hey, you think raven attacks mean good luck?" Mal teased, smirking as she enjoyed the sight.

Carlos laughed at the sight. “Good luck for us. Bad luck for him!”

Jay happily tossed his suitcase into the trunk and walked over…not noticing Genevieve peeking around the trunk and trying to shove her suitcase in next. “Ah. I can feel the luck already.” He jested, prompting Carlos to laugh.

Even Evie calmed down and laughed, seeing that the raven had no interest in her well prepared hair.

Mal rolled her eyes and was about to make another comment when she saw something. Or rather, someone. Her expression immediately became agitated and she started moving in hopes of intercepting the other girl.

That was until her mother became agitated and huffed, “What are you four waiting for?! Get in the car!” A fussy Maleficent declared. “I’m not getting any younger, you know?”

“Pfft. I can tell.” Cruella snorted with an amused expression.

That successfully elicited a growl from the fae.

Not minding the VKs that were getting all but pushed into the limo by their parents, Genevieve smiled a bit when she was able to fit her suitcase in the trunk at the perfect angle. Before she was able to truly admire her work, the driver rushed over.

The queen gasped and glanced around, trying to find somewhere to hide. The closest hiding place was the trunk.

So, Genevieve hopped inside the trunk and was more surprised when the distracted driver closed it, bringing the hatch down on her head.

“Fuck!” The girl exclaimed from the impact.

Whether the driver heard it or not, he had finally finished battling Blake, the bird that was taking all of his attention.

When the raven flew away, he quickly ushered the four teens inside in fear that Blake would return. After that, he eagerly jumped in the front seat. “Naughty bird. Ugh. Even the birds are brutes here…” He complained.

The driver huffed before he speedily began to drive off.

As for Blake…he happily sat atop of the limo, feeling the wind in his feathers. “Ahh…I love my job.” He happily chuckled.

He glanced around, fully enjoying the ride. After a few minutes, his eyes widened in awe as he watched the barrier open before his very eyes.

When he heard the Core Four screaming about a trap inside the limousine, he snickered to himself. “Heheh. Noobs.” He said, closing his eyes as the limo drove over the bridge with ease.

Genevieve groaned. She rubbed her head as she removed her crown from her head. Thankfully, it wasn’t broken or dented, but her head probably was.

However, that wasn’t Eve’s focus. She sighed and relaxed the best she could in her cramped quarters.

After that, she looked at her audience and chuckled lightly. “Vacation…here we come.” She stated with a small smile before closing her eyes.

Chapter Text

Hecate laughed as she watched television…in Genevieve’s house. She had a smorgasbord of junk food, blankets, and pillows. It was clear that she didn’t plan on leaving any time soon.

The goddess stretched out as she finished a can of soda. “Ahhh…Eve’s on vacation and so am I.” She stretched, cracking her back with a lazy smile.

“I wonder how that little stinker is doing anyway. I’m sure she’s fine, but she can be a bit uptight sometimes. Ah. This little adventure will be…good for her…yeah.” Hecate said to herself as she waved it off.

She sipped at her beverage before she said, “Now, what’s next? Ooh! A cooking contest!” Hecate grinned at the TV before munching on some nachos.

She was so occupied that she didn’t notice the god enter the room.

"Hecate! What the everliving fuck are you doing in here and where is my daughter?!" A very loud…and very angry Hades, stomped over to her.

Nachos comically went everywhere as she was startled. However, that was not as comical as her response.

“Wah! Babe!” She exclaimed before she blinked. “I mean-Boss! Hades! Hi!” Hecate nervously waved and smiled. She waved her mess away before she stood. “You’re back early. I thought you were…on tour in France..?”

"And I thought you were in a hole in Hell." He glared down at her.

“Well…I decided to come up top and visit for a while. You know how much I love our darling Eve.” Hecate said, clearly playing innocent.

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine…if Eve were here!" He yelled again, his eye twitching.

Hecate glanced away. “She was here this morning. We chatted and she was stressed so I pitched the idea of her going on a vacation.” She said, not telling everything. “So, she went on one.”

"And where did she go?!" He leaned over her, his hair starting to spark.

“She went…too…” Hecate nervously laughed. “You’re gonna laugh. You’re gonna like this. Since she can’t have a peaceful vacation anywhere else…I opened a portal to another dimension so she could enjoy herself. Pretty cool, right?” She sweatdropped as she noticed his morphing expressions.

The god first turned a shade of red…before his hair suddenly flamed up and he went after her. "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" He yelled louder this time.

“MEEP-MEEP!” Hecate exclaimed and immediately tried to flee. “Ah! Because she wanted to enjoy her vacation?! I already told you this stuff!”

"Shut up you fucking moron!" He screamed…and comically pulled out some sort of staff, clearly intent on attacking her now.

Hecate winced before she began to run faster. “Uhhh…what do you plan on doing with that? Actually…” The goddess thought of every dirty thing the god could do to her with said staff.

At that…she began to drool from the thoughts.

"UGH!" Hades fumed, glaring but also getting red in the face for a different reason.

Hecate heard the god fuming and snapped out of her unclean fantasies. She glanced around until she managed to find a speedy exit. That exit so happened to be an open window.

“Yipe!” The goddess comically threw herself out of the window, not regarding the fall at all.

That was due to the fact that the goddess could fly.

Once Hades was able to peer through the widow, the goddess flew up to him and said, “Well, I do enjoy our chats, but the other side of the world is really nice this time of year.” Hecate sweatdropped as she backed up quite a bit.

"Oh you ain't going nowhere!" Hades squinted and promptly caught on fire right then and there.

Hecate…merely swooned and fanned herself. “Ahh…he’s totally hot for me.” She happily jested as she looked at the audience before she promptly zipped away. “SEE YA, HADEEEES!” Her voice echoed, parting clouds due to how fast she flew.

Hecate giggled. “Ah. What a cutie.” She said as she left the god to rage on his own.

Oooooooo

It was safe to say that the VKs were enjoying the car ride. Auradon definitely had much better scenery than the Isle. The kingdom was amazing in comparison to what they had grown up around. Not to mention, the limo was full of drinks and candy to make the children feel at home.

The only one who didn’t seem to get comfortable is their brooding leader. For one, they were sent to Auradon on a mission. Two, there was an Evie look-alike in the trunk. With the fragility and unpredictability of the situation, anyone would be stressed.

Evie, her best friend, noticed Mal’s inner distress. She looked Mal over and frowned before she cautiously whispered, “Hey…You okay?”

Mal jumped slightly before she grumbled, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? This is a lot of pressure.” Evie sighed at the thought.

“And I’m trying not to think about it until we are totally private.” Mal mumbled back and subtly gestured to the boys.

Evie glanced at the boys before she nodded with a small smile. “Gotcha.” That’s when she gathered a piece of candy and offered it to Mal. “Oh, look we’re here.” She said before she peered out of the window.

When she said that, the VKs turned to look out of the windows. The prestigious school was now in view. They were greeted with the sound of lively band music.

Of course, that’s when the boys began to fight.

As soon as the limo was parked and the doors were opened, Carlos and Jay tumbled out, fighting over something they had found in the vehicle.

The band music comically began to die down at the sight.

“Ow, ow, ow! Stop! You got everything else! Why do you want whatever this is?!” Carlos fussed as he fought over the item.

“‘Cause you want it!” Jay fussed in return.

“No! Give it to me now!” Carlos struggled against the other male as Evie and Mal made their way out of the limousine.

Evie…merely looked at them with an exasperated expression.

Fairy Godmother merely sweatdropped at the sight. “Leave it just as you found it and by that I mean just…leave it.” She said in the kindest tone she could manage.

“Guys!” Mal finally snapped at them before she continued, “People are looking.” She muttered in irritation.

The boys blinked…before they put it back with a nervous smile. After that, they stood and worked on dusting themselves off, not hearing the movement coming from inside of the trunk.

Fairy Godmother smiled at the four before she said, “Well, Ben and Audrey are going to show you all around and I’ll see you all tomorrow. The doors of wisdom are never shut!” She grinned at the thought before she blinked. “Erm, but the library hours are from 8:00 to 11:00 and I have a thing about curfews.” She said before she happily retreated to the school.

Jay…was too busy looking over Audrey. He smirked before he said, “Hello, foxy. The name’s Jay.” He gave the girl his best smolder.

Blake, who was still perched atop of the limo, cringed at the sight. “Ugh. That was hard to watch.” He said as he shook out his feathers.

Audrey grimaced and let out a laugh, clearly not wanting to be there. “Uh, I have a boyfriend.” She said before she smiled a bit too widely. “King Ben, or rather future king Ben. Of all of Auradon.” She placed her hand on her hip.

Ben sweatdropped before he waved. “Yep. That’s me. Glad to finally meet you all.” He said with a smile.

Evie blinked at that before she smiled. “That means you’re a prince. Since my mom’s a queen, that would make me a princess.” She said before she did her best curtsy…as the shuffling in the trunk became louder.

“The Evil Queen is no longer considered royalty.” Audrey stuck her nose up and smirked.

Evie’s smile…completely fell at that.

Ben winced to himself before he pointed to the princess. “This is Audrey, my girlfriend.”

That was before he blinked at the trunk. At this point, the limo was shaking and a constant thudding sound was made. It was almost like someone was trying to punch their way out.

“Uhhh. You guys didn’t pack any wild animals, did you?” Ben blinked and looked at the VKs.

Jay blinked as well before he looked at his clueless friends. “Huh? I don’t think so. Lemme check.” He turned to take a look at the trunk.

As soon as he walked over to the trunk, he popped it open…and laughed. “Haha! Genevieve!” He smiled at the girl, who was currently gasping for air.

Genevieve leaned on the side of the vehicle as she made her way out. Her crown was comically crooked and her cape was a bit wrinkled from the trip. “Holy shit…no oxygen…in there…” She waved it off, not minding everyone.

“Eve, you crazy bitch! You jumped in the trunk?! Respect.” Carlos said, clearly happy to see the gasping female.

“Crazy, yes, but I’d say desperate.” Genevieve spoke once she regained her composure. After that, she began to try and clean herself up a bit.

Ben looked between them. From the boy’s friendly reaction, he assumed they were all friends, especially since Genevieve shared a face with Evie.

The prince squinted his eyes at them before he said, “Hey…I know what’s going on here.” He walked up to both Evie and Genevieve.

“You…smuggled your twin sister in the trunk! You two couldn’t bear the pain of being apart so you decided to sneak her over! Oh, how sweet.” Ben said with a large smile. “My mistake. I didn’t know there were two of you.”

“Huh?” Both Evies comically said in sync.

“Don’t worry about explaining yourselves. I got this. I’ll just…find an extra room for your sis.” Ben pulled out his phone, tinkering with something concerning the lodging.

Evie gaped before she blinked. “Ohh…she’s not…”

“I’m…really not…” Geneveive glanced at Evie, trying to find the words to say.

“Two tiny Evil Queens? I thought you said there was only one.” Audrey huffed, though she looked equally suspicious and irked with the two.

While Evie deadpanned, Genevieve huffed at the statement while she put the finishing touches on her outfit. “I beg your pardon? Tiny? I am not tiny in the least. In fact, I’ll have you know that I’m-” She glanced up at Audrey…before she took a double-take. “Oh…”

Her smirk slowly grew as she began to look the princess over.

Blake…sighed at the sight. “Oh no.” He said with an exasperated expression.

“Now, that’s a body like a backroad.” Genevieve tilted her head, tracing her eyes over Audrey’s body as if she were examining each detail.

“Tell me about it.” Jay agreed with a small smile.

Genevieve glanced at Jay. “I’d ride that road any day. Mmm…nice and bumpy.” Her smirk grew at that.

Jay resisted the urge to snicker. “Heh. What’s wrong with a smooth ride..?”

“Pfft. It’d bore me to death, duh.” Genevieve waved it off as if they weren’t talking about…intimate things.

“Ugh.” Mal groaned and rolled her eyes.

Ben…blinked as he turned a bit red in the face. He sweatdropped before he said, “Well, I got the rooms all squared away. So…so so good to finally meet you all.” He smiled…and offered to shake Genevieve’s hand.

Genevieve blinked at the Prince’s hand before she said, “I don’t wanna shake your hand…but I’ll happily shake your girlfriend’s hand!” She smiled and nodded, saying that part all too happily.

That prompted Ben to deadpan and offered to shake the boy’s hands. He paused at Carlos’s hand. “…Is that chocolate?”

“Wow. We are…nothing alike…” Evie mumbled to herself. She looked over Eve once more before she shook the prince’s hand.

While Ben was doing that…Eve was admiring the princess. “So…are you guys like…happily dating or just dating dating?” She raised her eyebrow with a small smile.

“Dating as in ‘not interested, go away’ dating.” Audrey scowled at her then ‘hmphed’.

“Hm. You didn’t say happily. Interesting.” Genevieve smirked a tiny bit as she licked her lips.

“Back off.” The princess scoffed and folded her arms.

“There’s nothing wrong with looking, Princess.” Genevieve looked the princess over one more time before she stepped to the side and clicked her mouth.

That’s when Blake flew over and landed on Genevieve’s shoulder. “So…we are we going to get a tour or no?” She looked over at Ben.

Ben blinked before he nodded. “Oh um. Yeah. Doug is around and he has your schedules.”

“Uh huh. Uh huh. Awesome.” Genevieve said…before she stepped to the side and poofed up a clone.

Genevieve snickered at the sight. “Hell yeah…” She glanced around…before she began to sneak off while the other teens weren’t looking.

All of the teens were distracted…except for Audrey.

Audrey had been keeping an eye on Genevieve the entire time after her little comment. She watched as the girl started sneaking off before she began to turn to follow her.

Genevieve…was snickering as she slipped past everyone and headed right off school campus. As she did so, she grinned like a maniac. “Free! Hahaha! Freeeee!”

Blake sweatdropped at her. “Free? You just got signed up for school. I would consider that less than free.

The queen rolled her eyes before she said, “Oh, forget about that. I’m here to have some fun and fun and school don’t mix. The only thing I do agree to is the free food and lodging.” Genevieve shrugged, not noticing that she was being followed.

“You…could get a hotel, you know?” Blake asked her.

“Yeah, but the prep school is okay.” Genevieve waved it off.

Blake…deadpanned at her. “And this has nothing to do with that snobby princess?”

“…Positive.” Genevieve smirked a bit at the thought. “Now, if I was a bank, where would I be?”

“Probably in town.” Blake said with a shrug.

“Hm. Yeah and we’re a bit far out.” Genevieve glanced around…before she smiled at the sight of a bus stop. “Ohhh…and I have just enough change for a few bus rides.” She summoned a few coins.

Blake looked down at the coins and smiled. He happily cooed at that. “Nice.”

As Genevieve walked over to the bus stop to peer at the schedule.

As soon as the bus arrived, Blake stretched his wings and said, “Well, it looks like you’ve got everything under control. I think I’m going to go ask the clone where our room is. I could use a nap in a warm, dry, and safe place.” He deadpanned at the last part.

Genevieve nodded with a small smile. “Sure. I’ll bring something back for you.” She said as she waved him off and boarded the vehicle.

Blake perked up and flew through an open window “Nachoooos pleaaaase!” He called out.

“We’ll seeee!” Genevieve shook her head in amusement.

After that, she paid her fare and finally took a seat and relaxed. The queen took in the peaceful atmosphere as she calmly enjoyed the ride.

It was silent for a few more moments before an irritated voice popped up from behind. “What do you think you’re doing?!”

Genevieve blinked. She raised her eyebrow at the familiar voice. When she looked back, she noticed the glaring princess behind her. “Princess? Huh. I knew my rizz was good, but not this good. Damn.” She jested with an amused expression. “I turned you into a stalker.”

“Shut up!” Audrey huffed at that.

Genevieve snickered before she tilted her head. “To answer your question, I’m riding the bus. I have a few things I need to pick up in town before I head back. That and I want to check the place out.”

“Uh, no, you can’t do that. Actually I called the guards while I was following you. They’ll be here any moment to bring you back. There will be no villains running around Auradon when you all shouldn’t even be here.” Audrey pointed at her then rested her hand back on her hip.

“Guards, huh? Fun.” Genevieve tapped her chin. “I’ve been meaning to try out a few new spells…” She looked up with a hum.

“Oh? You wanna use magic? Then I’ll also tell Fairy Godmother. Who do you think snuffed the magic from all the villains?” Audrey shot her a look and frowned.

Genevieve dryly blinked at Audrey before she noticed her stop. “Oh, this is my stop.” She merely said before she began to dial someone on her phone.

As soon as she stood up, she said, “Hecate? Hecate!? Where the hell is my car?” She walked out of the bus…before she raised her eyebrow. “And why are you out of breath?”

Hecate, who was indeed out of breath, was flying for her life. She kept an eye on the ground, seeing Hades tunneling through it at a rapid pace. “Weeeell, your father may or may not have noticed your absence. At this point I am running for my life.”

“Huh. Okay. Where’s my car?” Genevieve deadpanned, not minding the goddess’s situation or the princess following her once again.

“Where are you? I can-WAH! Send it over!” Hecate narrowly dodged a fireball.

Genevieve glanced around. “Umm…I’m at a bus stop at the intersection of…oh wait. There’s a find my phone GPS on here.” She pressed the button before her phone released a signal.

Hecate blinked at that. “Oh. Yeah. I know where that is. Your car is on its way. I bet you’ll love it-HOLY SHIT! CAN A CHICK TALK ON THE PHONE?!??”

Genevieve blinked before she said, “Right. Well, I see you’re busy. I’ll send you a text when I get the car.” She said before she awkwardly hung up. “Weirdos.” She said as she folded her arms.

…Audrey was already on the phone with someone. “Yeah, she said she’s going to use magic and that’s illegal! You should throw her in the dungeons and lock her up!”

Genevieve…deadpanned at that.

As for Fairy Godmother, she sighed and said, “Bippidy, Audrey. She just got here. Has she done anything harmful yet?” She asked with a small frown.

“No…but she made threats, actual threats towards the guards!” Audrey huffed and folded her arms.

Fairy Godmother hummed before she nodded. “Well, I’ll confirm with the guards and tag along with them just in case. Of course, that means I’ll have to know where she is.” The fairy said that…as soon as a very expensive sports car pulled up in front of Genevieve.

Genevieve blinked at the sight. She tilted her head since the empty car seemed to be coated with green magic. When the magic faded, the car powered down, the butterfly doors opened and the keys magically floated into her hand.

The queen smirked. “Bugatti La Voiture Noir?” She read the label on the keys. “Damn. I gotta thank Hecate for the early birthday present.” She snickered a bit while she looked the pitch black vehicle over.

After that, she hopped inside, loving the deep red interior and its overall luxury. She whistled, forgetting all about the princess as she revved up her engine and made it roar. Genevieve snickered at that.

Even though she had more than enough money to purchase a nice car, she had not bothered to drive a car since her magic had improved. Since she was laying low, getting a good car seemed like a good idea.

“And she just used magic to materialize a supercar!” Audrey let out a mix of a huff and a squeak as she exclaimed.

“Did not~! It was a gift~!” Genevieve called out…before she revved up the engine once more and chuckled. “I will conquer the roaaaad.” She comically said with a smirk.

“Audrey, be patient. We’re on our way.” Fairy Godmother said with a pout.

“But she’s-she’s gonna-UGH!” Audrey huffed before she suddenly rushed over…and got in the car.

Genevieve merely raised an eyebrow before she shrugged and pulled off once the doors closed.

After a couple minutes, she smirked a bit. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Auradon’s number one snitch.” She said in humor as she got herself used to the car. “What? You couldn’t wait for another bus?”

“Shut up, I have to stay with you for evidence.” Audrey grumpily said, no longer on the phone but instead recording everything. “See? The VKs are unhinged and dangerous and this one probably learned to drive from Cruella De Vil!” She talked to the camera then continued pointing it in various directions.

Genevieve snorted before she teased. “Oooooh~” She said in a mocking manner. “I’m so evil and soooo crazy. I’m going to the evil bank to pick up my evil debit card and buy evil groceries.” She said before she snickered.

“Relax. Hecate got me this stuff. She heard I was coming into town and hooked me up. We…know each other.” The queen glanced to the side.

“Oh you know a witch goddess-“ Audrey turned the selfie camera on. “-And she acts like she isn’t evil!”

“She’s not? More like crazy, but evil is a strong word.” Genevieve snorted at that before she said, “I’m, you know, her prodigy.” She shrugged at that.

“You’re evil!” Audrey fired back.

“And now, I’m also def.” Genevieve rolled her eyes before she said, “I’m on vacation. Meaning, I come in peace.” She humored the princess as she pulled into the bank’s parking lot.

The queen parked the car before she said, “Be right back.” Then, she disappeared inside the bank for a few minutes.

When Genevieve did come back, she had some paperwork and her new debit card.

With a hum, the queen started the car back up and pulled out. “Ah. It feels so good to be done with my evil errands.” Genevieve said, still teasing Audrey. “What have you been saying about me while I was gone?” She asked in mild interest while the stream was blowing up with comments.

They were saying a variety of things from how cool Geneveive’s car is to “The Evil Queen Returns”.

"Only terrible things." Audrey huffed back.

“Yeah? Lemme say hi.” Genevieve said before she comically leaned over and tried to get in Audrey’s shot.

"NO! Ugh, get away!" Audrey also leaned away from her and frowned.

“Lemme seeee!” Genevieve said…before she managed to swipe Audrey’s phone.

The queen snickered…before she began to fix up her hair now that she was in focus. “Good morning, everyone. Wow, this is blowing up.” Genevieve comically said as she leaned away from Audrey, trying to keep the phone for as long as she could.

“The car? Oh, thanks. It was a gift.” The queen smirked a bit before she read, “Hm. Spells or poison apples? Hmmm…a spell is much faster. Poison apples are quite tedious to make and are kind of cliche. However, there is a candy poison apple recipe that is to die for.” She comically said while she swatted at Audrey.

"Don't tell people that!" Audrey exclaimed as she finally got her phone back.

Genevieve shrugged, pulling into a drive through. “What? They asked. I answer.” She glanced at the princess…before placing an order for a burrito. “Did you want something?” She asked as if nothing was wrong, prompting a few entertained reactions amongst the panicked ones.

"I don't eat junk food." Audrey moodily replied.

Genevieve nodded at that. “Fair enough. You know, I better get two. Yeah-make that two supremes with guac, nachos, a strawberry soda. Thanks.” After that, she leaned toward Audrey. “See? I’m not that bad. I said thank you.” She said matter-of-factly as she pulled to the next window.

"I don't trust you, no matter how nicely you talk." The princess sassily replied.

“Smart girl.” Genevieve smirked a bit as she collected her food.

It didn’t take them long to make it back to the prep-school. When they did arrive, the guards and Fairy Godmother were just about to start looking for the girl.

Genevieve pulled up beside them and rolled down the window. She leaned against the door as they all gaped at her. “Looking for someone?” She comically asked.

Fairy Godmother, who rolled down her own window stared, before she pouted. “Yes, yes, I am. Where have you been? You can’t just go running off into town! Who knows what you’ve been up to-and that car…” She looked the expensive vehicle over. “And what have you done with Audrey?”

“Hecate bought me the car, I went to the bank, and I bought some Mexican food.” Genevieve said casually. “Oh, and Audrey’s right here. She’s been streaming the whooole thing, so I have witnesses.” She looked at Audrey, smirking at the princess’s expression.

Fairy Godmother sputtered before she said, “You…You…Hmph. Fine. But-don’t do it again!” She pouted even more.

“Yes ma’am.” Genevieve said coolly, placing her hands back on the wheel.

"WHAAAT?!" Audrey practically shrieked before she scowled. "No! You have to punish her!"

Fairy Godmother scratched her head. “Well, Audrey, she hasn’t done anything worth punishing besides sneaking off of school grounds, but the Prince has told us to be lenient on the villain children. Besides, all she did was open a checking account and buy burritos. At least she paid for them.” The fairy looked away at that.

“And I tipped handsomely.” Genevieve winked at that.

"You used magic! I know you did!" Audrey fumed and pointed at her.

“Nuh uhhh.” Genevieve lied, sticking her tongue out at the princess.

Fairy Godmother sighed before she glanced at the guard in the driver’s seat. She told him, “Okay, when I say drive, you drive like never before.”

The confused guard blinked…before he slowly nodded.

After that, the fairy turned back to the two girls. “Look, how about we just…start over tomorrow, okay? I’ll be expecting you in class…what was your name, dear?”

“Genevieve.” The queen answered. “Genevieve Adalyn Grimhilde.” Genevieve nodded at that.

“Genevieve.” Fairy Godmother tested with a nod. “Audrey, future queen, top of her class, a true sweetheart, how about you show Genevieve to her room?” She comically started to signal the guard to drive.

"What? Why me?! Wait, don't you leave me with her!" Audrey glared, two seconds away from a tantrum.

“You two are sharing a room! I’ll tell you more later, but I’m sooo busy-toodaloo!” Fairy Godmother waved before the car comically sped off.

Genevieve blinked before she sweatdropped. “Uh oh.” She glanced over, noticing the princess that was about to explode. “I knew I should have picked up some earbuds...”

Chapter Text

Genevieve knew what the fairy said…but she just couldn’t help going back into the city. After all, that’s where all the fun was.

She liked Audrey’s room. It would do…as a place to sleep. Nothing more. Eve had plans, an agenda that she was itching to complete since she arrived.

She didn’t bother to make a clone. This time, she merely woke up in the morning, got dressed, ate, and pretended like she was going to school…only to make a beeline for her car and speed off into the sunset.

Blake followed her.

She told the bird that she wouldn’t be gone for that long, but after an intense shopping session, a trip to the hair salon, the nail salon, a deep tissue massage, signing up for a yoga class, and a tour of Auradon’s night clubs…the girl didn’t return until the wee hours of the night.

So, unlike her peers who were going to class and trying out for sports, Genevieve was out eating, drinking, partying hard.

She had put her liberation to the test. There was no one there to judge her. She didn’t have to worry about ending up on an episode of The Real Scoop. This was paradise.

The next morning, like anyone who had partied the day away, Genevieve was wasted and wreaking of alcohol. The young queen was also…passed out on the couch like a bum.

Of course, the princess she shared a room with was not going to allow this.

All good things have to come to an end and they came to their end by an annoyed princess. Apparently, said princess was disgusted by the sight of the other girl sprawled over her couch.

When Genevieve was poked particularly hard, she groaned and slightly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry and she was seeing double. “Nnnn…” She stared, feeling a lot like a zombie.

Audrey eyed her before she grabbed a flashlight and shined it in the other girl's eyes. "Wake up, drunkard! You think it's okay to behave like this? In MY room? Oh nuh uh." She huffed, fuming and ignoring the other's complaints

Genevieve winced, quickly covering her eyes with a comical hiss. “Ugh…did you just call me a…drunkard? You really are a priss.” She said…before she pulled a bottle of champagne out from between the couch. “I was just sleeping…”

"You smell like alcohol and it's stinking up my room. Either you clean up or I'll call Fairy Godmother." Audrey replied, a deep frown on her face.

The queen…merely stretched. “I stayed at the club till 5…am. I didn’t have it in me to shower last night. I guess I can do it now. What time is it?” Genevieve ran her hand through her disheveled hair.

That’s when she collected her phone from off the floor and read the time. “…It’s one o’clock? School lets out in a few hours. Why did you even wake me up?” Genevieve looked up at Audrey in annoyance.

"Because you look like a slob and that's unacceptable." Audrey scowled now.

“I’m Isle trash. I can afford to look like a slob. I like being a slob.” Genevieve pouted as she sat up and began to drag herself to all of her shopping bags, digging for a worthy outfit. “You’re ruining my slobbery!”

"And I will call FG, let her take one sniff, and have you back in the trash." Audrey scoffed and waved her hand. "I don't care who you are or what kind of life built that attitude, but you're in my room." She squinted and continued. "Show respect or you can get that life back today."

“Respect?” Genevieve said, her tone in between something on the lines of a scoff and a laugh.

After that, she walked to the bathroom. “Princesses.” Genevieve mumbled to herself with halved eyes.

After two hours, she came out clean and with a face full of makeup. Instead of her dress and cape, she was wearing a form fitting black bodysuit with a red and purple scarf. She tied the outfit together with a nice amount of gold jewelry and purple heeled boots. Her hair was down and curled. Her crown rested atop of it as it always did.

“And…you’re still here.” Genevieve said once she exited the bathroom. “Once I got to brush stroke 69, I thought you would have left.” She said in annoyance as she reached for her black crossbody designer bag, keys, and gold chandelier earrings

“And why would I do that?” Audrey sassily asked.

“ Because…you have a life?” Genevieve glanced at the princess before heading to the door.

Audrey’s eye twitched at that before she huffed. “Whatever. I have to make sure you don’t wreck my room or something.”

“Why would I do that?” Genevieve deadpanned as they headed out into the halls. “I’m a person, Audrey. Not an animal.” She dryly replied.

“You’re a villain.” Audrey pointedly replied.

“Not all villains destroy people’s property…especially property that they have to sleep in.” The queen deadpanned at that. “Get off my back, Princess Auds. I’m clean.” Genevieve smirked a bit, walking ahead of the princess. “I’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Besides the drinking, magic usage, and running off campus?” Audrey counted off with halved eyes.

“Allegedly.” Genevieve cooley replied as her smirk widened.

By the time they had made it into the main part of the school, class was almost over.

Genevieve glanced at the princess and said, “So, are you going to follow me to my classes too? Well…whatever classes I have left.” She folded her arms and looked around at the active school in disinterest.

“No, I am…just going to…other things.” Audrey huffed and twitched.

“Other things?” Genevieve dryly said before she waved the princess away. “Sure. Whatever. I’m…just gonna go.” She said before she turned and walked elsewhere.

Audrey stopped walking and squinted at her before she pursed her lips and hurried to her locker instead.

Oooooooooo

After the rest of her classes, Genevieve boredom walked through the halls after her remnant of painstaking classes. If she attended class late and it was this awful, she could only imagine what a full day would be like.

The girl shuddered at the thought.

This all wouldn’t be happening if Hecate just poofed her in the Bahamas from the start. It was almost as if she was making her earn her vacation.

Either that or it was a series uh of accidents on the goddess’s behalf. That does sound too out of character either.

Genevieve was about to change direction…before she spotted Audrey and Ben further down the hall.

The queen tilted her head, pausing in her stride as she watched the princess.

Audrey was complaining about some kind of spell Mal used to improve a few chick’s hairstyles. Something about gateway magic.

What really got Genevieve was the statement she made.

Where would she be if everyone looks good?

Genevieve snorted at that, watching the princess in amusement. A shallow statement indeed, but there is much more to it than that. Much more.

There was no way the Queen could pick apart the layered female on the spot. However, it was clear that she was now interested.

The interest seemed to die down as soon as Audrey sped off for her dress fitting.

Before Genevieve could lose interest and head elsewhere, she saw Mal jump in front of Ben, immediately catching his attention.

Then…she started talking to him.

Genevieve raised her eyebrows…and hid behind an open door. “For someone so uninterested in the king, she sure is eager to speak with him.” She squinted her eyes as she peeked, keeping an trained eye on them.

That’s when she saw something that made her eyes widen.

Cookies…THE cookies.

Memories flooded her mind like high tide.

The cookie plot, the spell, the coronation…

Of course, Genevieve had no intention on joining in on their debauched plans, but it still made her take a journey down memory lane.

It took her to a place where she felt like it was her and her friends against the world. The time when she always had someone to lean on.

Genevieve shook those thoughts away as Ben sealed his fate and bit into the cookie.

Genevieve merely smirked at the sight. After that, she furtively crept away, making sure she wasn’t seen.

Oooooooo

Genevieve seemed to be chatting on the phone. The girl was constantly pacing back and forth with a smile on her face, enjoying the breeze from an open balcony.

It was clear that she didn’t notice the princess enter.

The princess merely rolled her eyes at the sight.

“Exactly.” Genevieve twirled her sash as she listened to the goddess on the other line. “Yes, it happened just like that, Hecate. Mal just walked up and offered him a cookie. Yeah, Ben.”

Audrey’s interest peaked.

“And he was dumb enough to take it. All Mal had to do was use the ole, “I get it. Don’t take food from a VK” trick and he flinched like a child! Hahaha!” Genevieve found it to be hilarious.

Her and Hecate both took a moment to laugh.

Genevieve smirked and turned. “He got spelled haaard. He acted like a total dipshit. Singing her name. Love spell go burrrr…” She laughed a bit…before her eyes went wide as they landed on Audrey.

The queen froze and stared, not minding the rambling goddess on the phone.

“…Hold on, I’ll…call you back.” Genevieve hung up before she cleared her throat. “Err…I would love to know how much of that you heard…” She gave the princess a nervous smile.

“…Everything.” Audrey slowly said and squinted at her.

Genevieve…comically began to sweat when she saw Audrey’s expression. “Okay-okay. I can explain…” She lamely offered with a nervous smile.

“I think you should.” Audrey stepped closer.

Genevieve began to step back as she spoke. “Just so you know, I’m not involved in this. It’s Mal and those other three. They have a plan to steal the wand and that involves spelling Ben and getting close to it at the coronation and why are you getting so close..?” She nervously stared the princess in the eyes as her voice got higher.

“Because you’re talking about it like you know all about their plan.” Audrey frowned at her.

“I…might?” Genevieve smiled nervously at the obviously angry princess.

“Oh…you are so going down!” Audrey huffed and pulled her phone out, opening it to make a call.

Genevieve quickly waved before she said, “What? Why?! I don’t have anything to do with their plan. I just want to relax and eat nachos!” She heavily pouted at the princess.

“You know too much! Now I am going to tell Fairy Godmother and all of you are going!” Audrey firmly said.

Genevieve pouted even more before she glanced away. “Orrr…” She casually swiped Audrey’s phone. “I can be of assistance. It would be a shame if you ended up not becoming Queen from a teeny cookie spell. Especially when you have someone who knows her way around a spell book right here.” She offered with a nod.

“Give me my phone back!” Audrey reached for it repeatedly, trying to snatch it back.

“Not until we work something out. I refuse to go back to that trash heap.” Genevieve huffed, keeping it out of Audrey’s reach.

“It’s where you belong.” Audrey huffed back.

“I want to change that…permanently.” Genevieve deadpanned for a bit before she said. “I can get you your prince back. Just give me a chance.”

“So, either I apparently lose everything or I trust you and still risk losing everything because you are probably a con artist. Great.” The princess sarcastically said.

“There comes a time in life when queens or future queens must make tough decisions for the greater good of the kingdom.” Genevieve stated with a wave of her hand. “I have a plan.

“Besides, “ Genevieve shrugged at that. “I don’t con people while on vacation, but I will need to use my magic. I’ll need it.” She smirked a bit at that. “Do we have a deal?”

“I don’t…” Audrey paused to groan before she scowled. “The moment you do anything that isn’t a part of the plan, I expose all of you.”

“Super.” Genevieve replied before she floated the phone over to the princess. “Here’s how this will go. Mal spelled Ben and made him like her. Honestly, I don’t think that was a difficult task since I think he already liked her.” The queen rolled her eyes as she walked over to her shopping bags.

“So, I will make my own love potion, a stronger one, and spell him again. However, he’ll only have eyes for you. That will lock you in as Auradon’s future queen. Easy peasy.” Genevieve said as she went through her new items. “There are only two things I will need from you, princess.”

“And what are those?” Audrey asked, eyes narrowing.

“First, I need a secure location where I can brew the spell. Anywhere with access to water, some glass containers, syringes, and a source of heat or electricity would be nice.” Genevieve glanced up at her. “Any suggestions?”

“Just go to the chem lab after school. Nobody wants to be in there willingly.” Audrey said as if it were obvious.

Genevieve hummed at the thought, inwardly accepting the idea as she looked over a rather expensive set of earrings she bought. “That will do. The second part…you may not like.” She said in humor.

“Why do I have a feeling I’m going to say no?” She asked.

“Oh, it’s not that bad.” Genevieve looked up at Audrey in humor.

“It’s still bad, isn’t it?” Audrey turned away with a frown.

Genevieve chuckled lightly. “I know a lot of people would love to fake date me. I mean, it’s bad for you but it’s not awful.” She said with a small smirk.

“…Ew.” She simply said and waved her hand.

“Listen, Princess. You are the biggest snitch in Auradon. I would rather be as far away from you as possible since you will ruin all my fun, but I can’t. I have to be the one to fake date you because I can press Ben’s buttons. Your happy Prince got a little salty when I started flirting with you. And I showed previous interest. Then, when he’s close enough, I’ll spell him and get out of your hair. It’s foolproof.” Genevieve said casually before she used her magic to put her clothing away.

“Yeah, but that means being close to you in a way that is…ugh.” Audrey gestured to her. “And I don’t want to be that close to a villain ever.”

Genevieve snorted before she looked back at Audrey. “Do you want me to spell you too?” She jested before she said, “Relax. I swear I won’t hurt a single hair on your little head. Poison Apple Promise.” She raised her pinky before she began to unpack her frozen goods and stock up the fridge.

“I don’t want to be sweet to you, kind to you, flirty with you, or anything with you. Got it? You can’t make me act in any way with you.” Audrey pointed at her.

“No, I can’t. It’s your choice.” The queen merely replied before she said, “Mirror, mirror, come to me and show her what will come to be.”

As Genevieve continued to fiddle with her microwave pizzas, the mirror was summoned. “Yes, your highness.” The relic replied before it floated up to Audrey…and showed her an image of Mal and Ben on the throne.

“Your choice…” Genevieve said…while she popped a pizza in the oven.

Audrey frowned at the sight before she huffed. “…I will not act like I like you.” She said in a lower tone.

“I don’t need you to. I’m really that good. It won’t sell as well, but I can make it work.” Genevieve shrugged before she snapped on her pajamas and pointed to the oven. “…Pizza?”

“Ew, again.” Audrey grimaced at that.

“More for me.” Genevieve rolled her eyes at that. “What manners and they call me the villain.” She mumbled before she made herself comfortable at the table.

“I try to avoid carbs and excessive fats.” The princess sassily replied.

“Ever thought about avoiding that excessive attitude? A simple no would have sufficed.” Genevieve dryly replied.

“What I said was enough of a no.” She waved her hand.

Genevieve happily yet silently mocked the princess before she huffed. “Just meet me in this chem lab at midnight. Don’t keep me waiting.” She moodily said on her way to the bathroom.

“Whatever.” Audrey replied, but nodded anyway.

Genevieve fled to the bathroom and heavily sighed once she was inside. After that, she grumbled, “What a piece of work.” Then started working on removing her makeup.

Oooooooo

Genevieve stuck into the chemistry lab at exactly midnight. She assessed her resources and looked over the equipment. So far, she had everything she needed…except for a cauldron.

That was no problem though. Hecate taught her how to summon those.

The queen nodded at the lab. This will do perfectly. She will use this innocent lab to fulfill her dark wishes.

Genevieve smirked at the thought…before the door swung open.

She jumped in surprise…before calming down when it was only Audrey.

Genevieve released a breath she didn’t know she was holding before she said, “There you are. What took you so long?” She placed a hand on her hip.

Audrey looked at the queen in annoyance before she said, “It’s not like I sneak out regularly.” She said in annoyance and sass.

“Pfft. Goody two-shoes.” Genevieve rolled her eyes and smirked before she summoned her mirror.

“And proud.” Audrey folded her arms with a huff. “Now, hurry up and let’s get this over with before we get caught.”

The queen happily mocked the princess before she held up her mirror.

She scoffed before she said, “Mirror, mirror. So gracious and kind. Show me a potion with true love in mind.”

“Yes, my liege.” To Audrey’s surprise, the mirror spoke…before it flew out of Genevieve’s hand and became bigger…a lot bigger.

As it did so, it unleashed a bit of power, prompting a strong breeze to blow about the lab. Papers flew around while Genevieve looked unfazed.

She merely stared into the glass as her cape flowed in the breeze. She glanced over at Audrey in amusement…to find the princess covering her eyes.

Genevieve then peered into the glass and read the recipe. She smirked at the sight and said, “Heh. Perfect. This one will do. Well done, mirror.”

“I try.” The mirror said, it’s voice is louder and more profound.

“Now, time to get to work.” The queen told the princess.

Genevieve smirked widely before she turned to the princess and began…to sing?
She snapped multiple clones into existence. The majority of them were exact copies of Eve. However, two were different. One clone wore a pink version of Genevieve’s outfit and the other wore a wide brimmed witch hat.

The clone copies ran off to find ingredients while the two unique copies got to work.
Meanwhile, Genevieve watched the shocked princess with amusement.

((Song: Little Mix: Black Magic))

“All the girls on the block knocking at my door. Wanna know what it is, make the boys want more.” Genevieve smirked as she banged her fists against the desks, making a beat.

“Is your lover.” Genevieve looked over at the princess. “playing on your side?”

“Said he loves you, but he ain't got time.” The queen pouted at her words before she quickly regained her smirk.

“Here's the answer. Come and get it at a knocked down price.” The queen gestured to her magic mirror…that comically showed an image saying 50% off.

The queen walked over to the large mirror, her hair blowing in the slight breeze it kicked up. The dull light the mirror gave off poured into the room as it displayed just what Genevieve needed, a recipe to create her love potion.

Genevieve read the recipe, raising her eyebrow at the sight of honey, as well as a few other kitchen items on the list. “Full of honey just to make him sweet.

She waved her hand over a beaker, displaying a live image of Ben secretly fawning over Mal in his bedroom. “Crystal balling just to help him see what he's been missing.

“So come and get it. While you've still got time.”Genevieve grabbed Audrey by the hand and moved her over to the large chemistry set and turned on all of the burners, adding a warm hue to the dim lighting.

“Get your boy on his knees, and repeat after me, say.” As soon as Genevieve turned to Sudrey and pointed downward, the clones returned with multiple ingredients that they had clearly stolen.

The clones hurried in through the door and the windows, chanting, “Take a sip of my secret potion. I'll make you fall in love! For a spell that can't be broken. One drop should be enough!”

Genevieve smirked wickedly as she silently delegated each responsibility. “Boy, you belong to me. I got the recipe.

“And it's called Black Magic~” The witch clone sang out as she summoned a cauldron in the middle of the chemistry lab.

“And it's called Black Magic!” The happier pink clone clapped before she made sure the cauldron was lit and ready to go.

“Take a sip of my secret potion.” The clones set up an assembly line, all starting to work on a step in making the potion. Some were even passing ingredients.

“One taste and you'll be mine!”

“It's a spell that can't be broken.”

“And'll keep you up all night!”

“Boy, you belong to me.”

“I got the recipe and it's called Black Magic.” Genevieve was pleased as she watched her clones work. She glanced around, making sure everything was perfect…before she spotted Audrey sitting at a desk in the far corner of the room.

The queen tilted her head before she made her way over.

Audrey…saw her coming and tried to flee.
Genevieve comically made it to her first. She grabbed the princess’s hand and led her over to the action. Now, they were staring into the water filled cauldron.

(And it's called Black Magic)

Genevieve began to sing once more as she touched the heated waters, prompting it to ripple. When it cleared, an image of Ben appeared. “If you're lookin' for Mr. Right. Need that magic to change him over night.”

In the image, Ben drinks the potion and immediately falls for Audrey’s reflection.
“Here's the answer.” Genevieve points to the illustration confidently. “Come and get it while you've still got time.”

Genevieve pointed downward once more before she dragged Audrey over to the chemistry set. “Get your boy on his knees. And repeat after me, say, Ohhhh~”

The clones sang, “Take a sip of my secret potion. I'll make you fall in love.”

“(Fall in love)” Eve harmonized as she took a look at the elixir. It looked like pink sugar.

“For a spell that can't be broken (Broken). One drop should be enough (Ooh).” The pink clone fanned herself as she began to tamper with the cauldron.

“Boy, you belong to me. I got the recipe and it's called Black Magic!

“(And it's called Black Magic)” The witch clone was busy mixing something into the now boiling cauldron.

“Take a sip of my secret potion. One taste and you'll be mine. It's a spell that can't be broken and'll keep you up all night (All night).”

Genevieve added a few ingredients to the cauldron including a whole jar of honey. “Boy, you belong to me. I got the recipe.” She glanced up at her magic mirror, reading off more ingredients and adding them in.

“(I got the recipe) and it's called Black Magic.”

“(And it's called Black Magic).” The pink clone grinned at the sight.

That’s when all of the clone copies began to beat on the desk and bang textbooks together. They were making a beat while Genevieve stirred everything into the mixture.

“All the girls on the block knockin' at my door.”

“(I got the recipe)” Genevieve smirked and sang, adding a fine powder.
“Wanna know what it is make the boys want more.”

“(Now you belong to me)” Genevieve added a few sparkling hairs. They clearly held a magical quality.

“All the girls on the block knockin' at my door.” The clones continued to sing.
“(I got the recipe)” Genevieve smirked at everything, glancing at a curious and irritated Audrey.

“Wanna know what it is make the boys want more.” The clones chanted and some of them passed Ingres to Genevieve.
The queen glanced at the two class pets and smirked to herself. When the pink clone handed her the pink sugary substance, Eve took it and walked over with a pair of tweezers. “(Now you belong to me)”

That’s when Genevieve began to tamper with the rabbit’s water, putting a pink granule inside of it. “Take a sip from my secret potion. I'll make you fall in love.” She sang as the granule caused the water to become pink.

“For a spell that can't be broken. One drop should be enough.” Genevieve watched closely as the two curious bunnies began to take a drink.

“Boy, you belong to me.” The queen smirked as she watched them.
“(Hey!)”

Immediately, the two rabbit’s eyes flashed pink…and they began to cuddle and snuggle without delay.

Genevieve wickedly grinned as she proudly sang, “I got the recipe.”

The clones pitched in. While some scrambled to finalize the potion, others were just having fun and dancing. “And it's called Black Magic!”

Genevieve sang, taking part in the dancing. “(And it's called, and it's called Black Magic, Oh, whoa)”

“Take a sip of my secret potion. One taste and you'll be mine.” The clones sang while the pink clone poured the pink granules into the cauldron’s sweet brew.

“(Be mine)” Genevieve happily sang as the cauldron began to bubble.
“It's a spell that can't be broken, and'll keep you up all night.”

“(Ooh, oh)” Genevieve was calm…until she noticed the cauldron bubbling a bit too much. She raised an eyebrow at that.

The clones…were completely unaware as they danced around in victory. The finilized pink potion now beginning to cause bubbles to float around the lab.

…Extremely potent and toxic pink bubbles.
Genevieve cowarded at the sight wincing at the numerous bubbles in the air.

“Boy, you belong to me!” The clones sang. Some of them were popped with bubbles, immediately causing them to fall in love with other clones.

“(Belong to me)” Genevieve winced and began to step back.

“I got the recipe and it's called Black Magic. (And it's called Black Magic)” Even the two unique clones began to dance with each other.

All of the infatuated clones danced with each other, circling around the light of the cauldron.

Genevieve was about to escape…before she saw a very confused Audrey still in the midst of the clones. She glanced up at all of the bubbles before she dashed over and started to guide Audrey through the chaos.
As she did that, the two comically began to dance to avoid clones and bubbles.

She smiled nervously at Audrey, not telling her a thing as she moved her to the other side of the classroom where it was safe.
The clones continued to sing. “Falling in love (Hey!). Falling in love (Yeeah). Falling in love (Hey!). Falling in love. Falling in love (Hey!) Falling in love, (Ooh yeah). Falling in love (Hey!). Falling in love!”

Genevieve she took a deep breath once they were out of the madness. She summoned her much smaller mirror into her hand and turned toward the door.

That’s when a free clone made their way over and offered Genevieve the potion. It was a glowing pink color and in a large jar.

All of the other clones moved over to see the results of their hard work, promptly fading out of existence afterward.

Genevieve smiled and held up the jar, presenting it to the princess. “Magic~!” She sang out and closed her eyes…not seeing the bubble that crept over to her…and popped her in the back.

Genevieve’s eyes open at that, immediately feeling something was off.

Audrey stared…before she deadpanned at Genevieve. “…This better work.”

Genevieve snapped out of her funk and looked down at the princess to pout.

Big mistake.

“Yes, it will.” The queen began to follow Audrey out of the room.

“It better.” Audrey said with just as much sass as they both carefully snuck back to the dorms.

The two of them bickered all the way there, unaware of the disaster that was about to come.

Chapter Text

The next morning, Genevieve felt weird. Actually, weird was an understatement…and it wasn’t because she now sleeps on a cheap pull-out couch. She dreamt about the princess all night long. That was very much out of her character. Dreaming about herself and world conquest…that was more like it.

But this….

This was a bit much even for someone that Genevieve was attracted to. She had been emotionally detached for years. Why was this happening now? Yes, she longed for companionship and the princess isn’t lacking in looks…but…no…

Genevieve’s eyes snapped open at that realization.

A bubble had popped on her when she was brewing the potion. The extra potent love potion that she had made for Ben. What’s even worse is that right after she had been popped, she turned and looked at Audrey. Ugh!

“Dammit! I knew I had been popped. I should have covered my eyes or-ugh!” Genevieve grumbled to herself a little too loud as she comically tugged at her hair and twitched. Her mind was completely flooded with thoughts about the princess. She grumbled to herself as she continually banged her head against an arm of the couch.

Audrey looked up from what she was doing before she rolled her eyes. “Why are you being weird? Well, weirder than usual.”

At the sound of her voice, Genevieve looked up at Audrey.

That was a bad idea.

The queen’s eyes flashed pink…before she began to twitch. A smile reluctantly formed on her face and she replied. “What? Weird? No-I’m fine. Just peachy…”

However, all Genevieve could see was the princess’s form being highlighted by an aesthetic pink light. Her beauty was dramatically enhanced, causing her rich brown eyes to twinkle. Comically this was followed by the most beautiful opera she had ever heard.

Genevieve…comically slapped herself before she covered her reddening face with a pillow. “Ughhhhhh…”

“…Totally weird.” Audrey scoffed then looked back down at her phone.

Genevieve made sure to avoid looking at her this time before she got up and heavily pouted. “Don’t we have school to get ready for? Why aren’t you locked in the bathroom?”

“I do my makeup fast.” Audrey said and gestured to her face. “Faster than you can wake up, it seems.”

“My sleep was torturous.” Genevieve dryly replied before she snapped, causing herself to be fully dressed and ready by use of her magic. “Besides, you learn ways to save time when you’re an experienced sorceress.”

Before she reached into the freezer…and began to eat ice cream for breakfast.

“That is so healthy.” Audrey sarcastically said then stood up. “I’m going to get breakfast like a normal person.”

“Yeah. Sure. Have fun.” Genevieve snorted and rolled her eyes…before her eyes landed on Audrey for a split second and glowed pink. “…Actually…I can walk with you.” She smiled a bit…before she twitched and winced.

“Uh, okay.” Audrey said with pursed lips.

Genevieve tried not to look so chipper as she teleported the ice cream back inside the freezer. After that, she headed to the door…and held it open for the princess.

Genevieve didn’t know what she did…until she noticed the way Audrey was staring at her because of the kind gesture.

Genevieve twitched again before she looked at the princess with an embarrassed pout. “What? Are you going to walk through it or not?”

“…I wasn’t expecting you to actually hold it open.” Audrey huffed then walked through it, not looking at her.

“I’m not a barbarian.” Genevieve said in a grumpy manner. She didn’t like what the potion was doing to her. Not at all.

The only reason she was probably able to keep most of her common sense was because she had gotten an extremely light dose.

Trying to keep her mind off of things, she asked, “What do they serve at this cafeteria?” Genevieve asked as she glanced around, mildly regarding students who stared at her.

“Actually decent food.” Audrey said as she put her phone in her pocket.

“That’s a rather vague description.” Genevieve commented as she observed her surroundings. The closer to the cafeteria they got, the more strange looks she received. The whole time, Genevieve told herself to not look at Audrey.

“It’s better than a tub of ice cream.” Audrey plainly said as she glanced over at her.

“Nothing’s better than a tub of ice cream.” Genevieve comically replied and shook her head, taking note of everything when they finally entered the cafeteria.

“So many things are better.” Audrey replied with halved eyes.

“Nah…” Genevieve glanced up before she said, “Actually cake might be better-no-pie. Really, they’re better together. Wait…candied apples.” She smiled and nodded at her choice.

“…You are risking a ton of cavities with that kind of diet.” Audrey commented.

“The doctor said an apple a day keeps the doctor away. He didn’t say what kind.” Genevieve comically said before she headed deeper into the cafeteria to get some food, still not looking at the Princess.

Of course, that was when a concerned and frowning Chad Charming approached Audrey, looking at Genevieve in disdain. “Ew. Why are you talking to one of those…things..?” He seemed to frown even more.

“Shut up, Chad. I’m simply making sure she doesn’t make me look bad.” Audrey replied and folded her arms.

The prince blinked before he asked, “Make you look bad? I don’t follow.” He seemed to completely look over the princess’s attitude.

Chad then made sure to keep an eye on Genevieve as well, closely watching the queen as she curiously browsed over the selection.

“Of course you don’t follow.” Audrey said in annoyance then went to go get some food for herself.

Chad pouted at that. “Hey. I’m just wondering what that VK has to do with you. I mean, you two share a room, but that’s it, right?” He said…while Genevieve’s eyes drifted over to them due to her being stared at...before her eyes flashed pink.

“She tries to ruin everything-and will not stop with the fast food deliveries. She’s going to ruin my diet.” Audrey griped as she made some sort of large parfait. She pulled a set of measuring spoons from her purse as she measured out each ingredient, ignoring the annoyed look of one of the people making the food. “And I can not ruin my diet.”

As soon as she said that, Eve said something to Mrs. Potts. Mrs. Potts listened carefully to the girl’s plea before she smiled and allowed the girl to walk behind the counter…and into the kitchen.

Chad blinked at that before he said, “…She just walked into the kitchen.”

“Then go after her!” Audrey huffed and pouted. “I’m busy.”

“B-But, I’m not allowed in there! The VK said something to Mrs. Potts and she let her in!” Chad pouted as well.

“Just go.” Audrey shooed him away as she went elsewhere.

Chad…pouted even more before he glanced around and snuck behind the counter with a heavy frown.

He fled to the kitchens, sighing in relief when he made it unseen. He only changed his attitude when he saw Genevieve gathering ingredients for whatever she was planning on creating.

He stormed up to her with a point of his finger and said, “You! What are you up to?! Mrs. Potts doesn’t let anyone back here and I demand to know why she allowed you of all people in here!”

Genevieve shrugged before she said, “I’m making food for Audrey.” She pleasantly smiled as she spoke these words. Apparently, she had a savory veggie omelette in mind.

Chad blinked before his eyes squinted. “Oh, I get it. What spell or potion do you plan on cursing the food with? You trying to poison your way into taking over Auradon?” He accused her.

Genevieve…blinked before she nonchalantly said, “Nah. I just want to make her food.”

“Audrey already has food.” Chad said, still not trusting the queen.

“If you are referring to that parfait, I do not consider that a filling meal.” Genevieve answered as she continued to make everything. “You could always remain with me if you want proof of my genuine actions.” She raised an eyebrow.

Chad huffed at that. “Hmph. Fine. Make it quick.” He folded his arms.

About fifteen minutes later, Eve was finally finished with her masterpiece and Chad reluctantly followed her out of the kitchen and up to the princess who was currently sitting with her fellow cheerleaders.

Some of the cheerleaders noticed Eve’s arrival and turned their attention to the VK.

During the break in conversation, Genevieve took it as a good time to present her dish to the princess. “Here. I made you something. I don’t trust food that sits stationary and I wanted your dish to be fresh. So, I made this myself. This should be in line with that diet that you’re always talking about.” She said in a proud manner.

The dish was a veggie omelette topped with avocado slices with a side of assorted fruits and cream cheese.

“Well, she didn’t poison it.” Chad said with a blink.

Audrey squinted at Chad mostly for that comment then looked at Eve, wondering why she’d do this.

As if she could read her mind, Genevieve said, “We had a rocky start and despite what you believe, I am not beyond kindness.” She said with a humored expression.

One of the cheerleaders blinked…before she squinted. “Hey, Audrey. Isn’t that the VK you were streaming with?”

“Yeah. The one about the car and the candied apples!” Another cheerleader pitched in. “You two were great. That feed was super funny.” She said with a smile.

Audrey glanced around with pursed lips before she sighed and managed a very, very strained smile. “Thank you, Eve.”

“You’re welcome, Princess Audrey.” Genevieve replied with more humor in her tone. “For a certain, I will find a way to make you mine. Until then…I have class. See you later.” She shamelessly said, promptly leaving the cafeteria shortly after.

The cheerleaders…merely giggled and whispered amongst themselves after that.

Chad merely said, “Oh, she can’t be serious.”

“…That was so strange.” Audrey said and lowered her head a bit.

“You’re telling me. That one is weirder than I thought. Weirder than them.” Chad jabbed his thumb at the group of VKs.

What he didn’t notice was Ben, who was not too far off from the VKs. He witnessed what had played out between Genevieve and Audrey and, even while spelled, was not happy.

Ooooooo

After a very weird school day, Audrey and Chad were heading back to the dorms. While they did so, they discussed the obvious elephant in the room. What was Audrey going to do about Genevieve’s weird behavior? With a status like Audrey’s, this situation would be nothing short of a disaster.

As Chad would describe it, it is considered, “…social suicide. That’s what it is. What are you going to do…about that thing?” He asked, regarding Genevieve.

“I don’t know yet, but I’ll figure something out.” Audrey said under her breath, eyebrows furrowed as she looked at her phone.

“Hopefully. And, get this, I heard she tried to join the tourney team. Like…a girl? In tourney?” Chad scoffed at that idea. “If your grandma finds out you even talk to her…” He cringed at the thought.

“Don’t even say that out loud.” Audrey shushed him with an annoyed face, scrolling down onto another post on her social media app.

“Sorry. But it would be a total disaster.” Chad rolled his eyes, not noticing what was on Audrey’s screen.

That’s when Audrey saw a post…that was from Genevieve. It was a live stream of some sort and over a thousand people were watching. Even more so it seemed to be a trending video.

Audrey visibly cringed.

Chad continued to walk in silence for a couple more seconds before he blinked at her. “What’s up?”

Audrey wordlessly turned the phone, showing the livestream she had muted but playing.

Chad’s eyes widened at the sight. “The creature streams now?” He tapped the screen, unmuting the video.

“Alright, my candy cuties. The mixture is done and it’s time to start coating the apples in it.” Genevieve said as she stirred the sugary mixture.

Apparently it was a cooking video. Oddly enough, it also had a witch-like feel to it. Even the pot she used looked like a cauldron.

“I’ll be using different extracts to create different colors and flavors. That’s how we make the Poison Purple Apple that someone asked me about earlier.” Genevieve smirked before she began to read the comments.

Chad stared…before he said, “You need to get to your room.”

“You want me to go in there while she’s making poison apples?!” Audrey actually squeaked at that.

At that very moment, Genevieve tasted some of the glaze from the spoon and said, “Mm. That’s to die for.”

Chad merely pointed at the title. “Relax. It’s just candy. See? Learn how to make my famous Candy Apples. The way I see it, she’s testing her limits. First, it’s just candy. Then, it’s real!” He pouted at that. “Next thing you know, she’ll create a magic uprising.”

“You think that’s a big scary deal? I’ll be her first victim!” Audrey pouted back at him.

“Well, someone’s got to do something!” Chad pouted as well, watching as Genevieve set all of the finished apples out on a tray.

“You go in there.” Audrey stubbornly replied.

“N-Not unless you’re coming with me!” Chad pouted at her with a twitch. “…But stay behind me…so I can protect you…” He said as he nervously swallowed, staring at Audrey’s door.

“That didn’t sound brave or princely at all.” Audrey quietly huffed…but did stay behind him.

Chad frowned before he dug in his backpack in search for a weapon. Turns out, the only thing he had was a miniature umbrella.

When Chad worked up the courage, he opened the door and charged inside as he pointed the umbrella defensively.

As soon as he saw Genevieve working in the kitchen, he exclaimed, “Freeze, villain! I’m going to report you and your poisoned apples!” Chad said with as much courage as he could muster…before it immediately began to falter when Genevieve looked at him.

However, she merely snorted. “Hello, Chad…and Audrey. You guys know this is just candy, right?” She smirked at them both, still working on her sweets.

“That’s exactly what a lying witch would say, lying witch!” Chad pouted a lot more as he waved his umbrella around.

Audrey looked at him dryly. “I don’t think it’s working.”

“I dunno…I’m feeling a slight chill.” Genevieve said in humor. “Besides, these really are just candy. I’ll prove it to you by eating one.” She picked up an apple of choice before holding it up to the camera.

Audrey comically squinted at that and watched her closely.

Genevieve played along…and bit the apple. She happily chewed her bite and swallowed it. “See? Candy. Here. Try it.” She held up the tray…only for Chad to step in the way.

“Hold up. Who’s to say the rest of these aren’t poisonous?” Chad pouted at her.

“Because…I didn’t poison them?” Genevieve tilted her head. After that, she offered him one dipped in caramel.

Chad…refused. “Nuh uh! I want the apple you want!”

Genevieve blinked at him before she handed him a purple candy coated apple.

Chad smirked and took it before he aggressively bit the candied apple.

Genevieve merely stared at him…and bit the caramel apple, deeming that one as safe to eat.

That’s when Chad realized Genevieve didn’t bite his apple. Who’s to say it wasn’t poisoned?

The prince…comically squeaked and fell over at that fact while the Queen continued to munch on her apple.

“He’s a weird one.” Genevieve stated as she watched him.

“…I’m not trying one.” Audrey huffed and folded her arms.

Genevieve tore her eyes away from the prince before she looked at Audrey with a smile. “Aww. No? I made this one specifically for you, though.” She pulled out a caramel apple with heart-shaped decorations on it.

Audrey comically cringed. “Uhh I don’t take suspicious candy apples from…anyone.” She said and looked away.

“It’s perfectly fine. Besides, I have witnesses.” Genevieve gestured to her stream…that was still rolling.

That’s when Genevieve turned to her live audience. “What do you guys think? Should the princess try it or nah?” She asked, prompting the chat to immediately cheer Audrey on.

“I-I’m not doing it just because of a livestream chat.” Audrey pouted and turned away, her back facing the other girl.

“Don’t tell me I have to take a bite of this one too.” Genevieve said in humor. “C’mon. C’mooon. I’ll beg. I will beg on my knees if you want. Or…better yet I will promise to behave myself totally and completely for a week.” She nodded at that.

"There's a catch, there has to be." The princess stubbornly replied.

Genevieve snorted at that. “Of course not. That’s because I think you are…”

She leaned in close before she whispered in the princess’s ear. “…Sexy. I wouldn’t dare harm such a wonder.” Genevieve’s eyes turned pink before she leaned back, giving the princess her space once more.

Audrey looked at her, side eyeing her with annoyance. "Can you not? Such a weirdo."

“I’ll stop if you try the apple.” Genevieve quickly replied with the same expression, offering the dessert to the princess again.

"It's literally princess code to refuse suspicious looking apples from people you barely know." Audrey continued acting stubborn.

Genevieve lowered the apple and sighed. “Oh well. I tried…but that means this custom made apple is now up for grabs.” She turned toward her phone once more. Guys, gals, come get it. And yes, I said gals ‘cause I am not straight!” She comically whispered before she ended the stream.

“Such a shame. Such a good apple going to waste.” Genevieve said before she began to post pictures on her account. “Shame on you.” She pouted up at Audrey only for the princess to look indifferent.

Ooooooo

“Ugh. This is a disaster.” Genevieve pouted heavily.

She took her time, walking on the school’s large lawn while the sun was setting behind her. Since no one really seemed to be outside, this seemed to be a good place to think in semi solitude.

“Which part? The part concerning you getting trapped on the Isle, trapped to attend a stuffy prep school, or you accidentally spelling yourself to fall for an even stuffier princess?” Blake asked her with a small smirk.

Genevieve…looked to the side. “The last one is somehow worse than the others.” She said as she pursed her lips. “Every time I look at her it’s like I’m a lovesick puppy….”

“…A horny one…that drools.” Genevieve comically winced at the thought.

Blake glanced at her, pecking at the ground, scaring a multitude of insects. “So, what now? Are you gonna run away and get that luxury hotel room that I suggested before?” He fully looked at her and smiled at that idea.

Genevieve sighed before she said, “I would love to, but I can’t. As long as I am spelled I can’t bear the thought of leaving Audrey.” She shook her head, not minding the students that practically ran away when she got too close.

Blake sighed as well before he said, “Well, I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so.”

The raven was so busy floating that he did see the pair of slitted eyes staring him down. The animal blended in perfectly with the shade, eying him down like he was a delicious meal.

“As soon as we were freed from the Isle, we should have gotten the car, the money, and then ghosted.” Blake continued as Genevieve rolled her eyes. “But no-we didn’t. We-“

He was cut off by the sight of a large cat staring down at him with a wide grin. Apparently, the feline snuck up on him while he was ranting.

Blake stared up at the black cat with widened eyes, frozen in fear.

Genevieve…raised an eyebrow at his silence. “Huh. You usually don’t stop in the middle of a ranting session.” She chuckled as she continued to walk, not noticing the feline. “What happened? Cat got your to-“

“Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit…!” Blake screamed, comically zipping past the queen.

He flapped his wings in a panic, trying to get enough momentum to fly…while he was being chased by a hungry black cat.

The feline seemed to snicker at his plight before she jumped up and nip at his tail feathers when he managed to get some air.

Blake yelped at that as if he just knew he was a goner. “Yipe! G-Genevieeeeve..! Ahhh!!”

The queen stared at the surprising sight first. Only when Blake shouted her name a second time did she wince and take off after him. “Uh! No! Bad cat!”

The cat…merely jumped up and tried to dig their fangs into his tail feathers. The feline nearly got them again.

Blake screamed as a few smaller feathers flew off. He comically cried at that. “No! Not like this! I mean…I’ve done a lot of terrible things and karma is a bitch, but not this! I can change! I can chaaaaange! Waaah!” He exclaimed when the feline finally dragged him down.

The cat looked down at her mouth full of tail feathers, clearly proud of her work.

That’s when Genevieve shouted, “Hey! Drop the bird, you dirty mutt!” She stopped before the feline with a huff.

The cat raised an eyebrow at her insult and prepared to dash away.

Unfortunately for the feline, a swift pair of hands yanked her up before she could flee. The owner of the hands huffed before she comically turned the cat upside down and shook her repeatedly.

It was a girl.

However, this girl made Genevieve tilt her head.

The girl was about 5 '5. She had a lightly tanned complexion. She had heterochromia, she had one hazel eye while the other was green. She had a small black beauty mark on her left cheek. Her eyelashes were relatively long. Her figure was very curvy, to say the least. Her natural hair was jet black, but she dyed it and made it an ombre candy apple red at the very ends of it. Her eyebrows are arched. Her eye makeup is styled after the Arabic smokey eyed style with a hint of dark purple shadow which gave her a mischievous appearance. The shirt has grey dragon-like white markings on the left side as well as the middle where it covers the buttons. The same pattern is on the right side of her grey skirt with black trim. Around her waist are two belts. One is a silver chain and the other is a thick belt with silver studs. They compliment the matching black and silver straps hanging from each side of her hips. Around her neck is a black choker with spikes and a single purple star charm dangling from it. Below that hangs a larger silver rectangular necklace that has the same dragon marking as her clothing. On her right wrist, lies a futuristic wrist watch. As an interesting tie in, she wore a pair of high top checkered Vans for shoes.

“Bad girl! Bad girl! Spit…it…out!” The girl continued to dangle the stubborn cat that only seemed to tighten her grip on a very dizzy Blake.

“I think I’m gonna huuuurl..!” Blake pouted as he dangled and squawked.

Genevieve was still staring at the strange girl who came to rescue her bird. She wasn’t sure if it was the girl’s outfit that made her so curious or…well…it was probably the outfit. She had never seen any Auradonian wear that many spikes. It intrigued her. The queen tried to recall if she had seen anyone like this peculiar girl in her own dimension, but came up blank.

Maybe she had merely never noticed her, but she’d surely remember someone that looked like this.

Once Blake was finally spat out, feathers flying everywhere, the girl winced and looked up at Genevieve. “I am…so so so sorry. I haven’t fed her yet and she gets impatient and…” She shook her head. When she spoke, her silver braces were revealed and the slight accent that came with them.

“Oh,” Genevieve thought to herself. “The cat has an owner.”

“It’s quite alright.” Genevieve waved it off. “Blake is becoming a little slow as of late. I fear that he has eaten too many nachos. This little wake up call could be what he needs to start losing weight.” She smirked at the bird…while Blake gave the queen a dirty look and flew up to perch on the safety of her shoulder.

The girl smiled at the Queen’s lack of offense…before her eyes widened when she noticed who she was speaking with. “Well…I’m Edana and you’re Evie or Genevieve?” She smiled wider at her realization.

“Genevieve.” The queen nodded as she wiped the invisible dust off her clothing. “Is my presence an issue?”

“Not at all!” The girl, now named Edana, exclaimed. “I like VKs. I think they’re cool.”

Genevieve tilted her head with a look of surprise.

Noticing her expression, Edana continued. “I have a friend with some pretty wicked heritage. We might be able to catch them if-if you wanted to hang-I mean-I don’t want to impose or assume you had nothing to do…” She looked away in an awkward manner.

The queen tilted her head. “You wish to spend time with me as a companion?” That was a foreign thought to her.

“That’s a much easier way to say it. What do you say? We have snacks and games and other cool stuff. It’ll be fun.” Edana added with another smile.

Genevieve thought everything over…before she nodded. Usually she would be more cautious, but this would give her time away from the princess who was currently governing over her mind. Besides, how could she say no to someone who flattered her with this style of dress?

“I will go…but just this once.” Genevieve said with a nod.

“You might find yourself wanting to come more often.” Edana smirked a bit.

Blake…huffed at all of them. “As long as Death Cat behaves herself.” He said as his feathers ruffled.

“She will and she’s really sowwy, aren’t you, Checkers?” Edana held up the feline, lifting her up as if she was a teddy bear.

The black feline, now named Checkers, stared back at Blake before rolling her eyes in exasperation.

“So, where is your dorm?” Genevieve asked with a nod.

Edana snorted at that. “Yeah, we don’t hang on school grounds. You can’t have any real fun at this snotty school.” She shook her head in amusement.

After that, the girl waved Genevieve over as she began to head elsewhere. “My car is this way. I’ll give you a ride.”

As the girl walked off, Genevieve looked toward the audience and said, “I…think I might have made a new friend..?”

“Yeah-yeah. I know. I’m rusty, but I might as well seize the opportunity to have some fun. It would do me some good to get a break…and get Blake some bandages…” Generally smirked at the roughed up raven who scoffed at her. “Heh. Let’s see how this turns out.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she eagerly began to catch up with the other teen.

Chapter Text

After a twenty minute drive, Edana had driven Genevieve to a large estate. It was a nice piece of land with multiple acres. It was pretty nice to say the least. Someone could get lost out there. The biggest landmark seemed to be the large house at the center of the estate.

Genevieve glanced around with a pleased expression. Yet, she was intrigued.

The setting sun on the country horizon made everything more eye-catching.

After Edana had punched in the code into the keypad, she continued to drive. She wasn’t driving up toward the house. She seemed to be following the path leading around the house. On the way to their destination, Genevieve saw many amenities including a greenhouse, a pool with a water slide, a barbecue pit and outdoor kitchen, and an area where a large telescope rested. However, their destination had nothing to do with these impressive structures.

“This is a nice place.” Genevieve said as she continued to look around.

She rubbed Blake’s back to keep him calm. The raven was less than thrilled to share a car with a feline who tried to eat him. So, he remained in the safety of Genevieve’s lap while the cat snoozed in the back.

“It is. One of my friends lives here. His parents are loaded.” Edana explained with a small smile. “They’re biologists. It’s the family business. Edge doesn’t want to do that, though. He wants to be a musician.”

“Edge?” The queen raised an eyebrow.

“My friend Edgar. The one who lives here? Yeah, don’t tell him I told you his real name. He’s not a fan of it.” Edana said in humor, parking her car in front of a barn garage.

Edana smiled at the sight before she hopped out and grabbed her guitar that was located on the backseat. “And we’re here. Edge’s parents don’t ask for much. The only thing they said is not to trash the house, but who needs the house when we got this place?”

Genevieve stepped out of the car and stared at the large garage. “This is the place..?” From the outside, it looked like your average rich family garage that could hold almost twenty cars.

Edana just chuckled at that. She led Genevieve over to the door…where she placed her hand on a palm scanner. “No judging until you see the inside.”

Genevieve glanced at Blake, who had perched on her shoulder. After that, she entered into the garage after Edana, surprised by the refreshing feeling of the AC. As soon as she stepped inside, her eyes widened.

She was greeted by a dim environment and a multitude of decorative LED lights. These lights lined the whole garage. The garage had two stories. The first story contained a kitchenette, a small indoor skatepark, numerous chairs, a living room-like area with a 146-inch flatscreen mounted on the wall. The television was surrounded by shelving supported numerous game consoles and disks. Around this area were a multitude of bean bag chairs and large pillows as well as a single sofa. Beside this area were numerous arcade games as well as an air hockey table and a ping pong table. On the far side was a music booth along with a soundproof room. This area was clearly used for music production and many instruments were hung up near that area.

On each wall there was a checkered pattern sprayed onto it, matching the pattern on the floor. It also brought attention to the other graffiti murals painted there, giving the garage a street feel.

“What’s good, fam?” Edana greeted her friends as she walked deeper into the hangout.

The queen was so busy taking everything in, she hardly realized Edana was talking.

“Look alive. We have company.” The girl comically said, sitting Checkers on the counter and going for a popsicle in the freezer.

She shoved the icy treat in her mouth before a couple heads turned to find their guest, only for one of them to pout. He was currently playing a video game on the massive TV, but he happily paused to voice his opinion.

“You didn’t think of recruiting a guy this time?” The male looked back at her.

“Stop whining.” Edana comically said, sitting at the table and kicking her feet up. “Besides, she not a recruit. She’s just visiting. It’s the least I could do after Checkers almost ate her bird.”

They both pointedly looked at the feline who was grooming her paw on the counter.

The feline looked back at them…and surprisingly began to speak. “Hey! I was hungry and Edana didn’t feed me yet! You can’t stop instinct!” She pointed a paw at the teen.

Genevieve and Blake both blinked at that.

“That doesn’t mean you eat other people’s things, Chex. Now, apologize.” Edana humphed at that.

The feline pouted at her before she turned to the queen. “Sorry. I’m starved. I’m Checkers one of the Cheshire Cat’s kids. He got with one of the magical lady cats of Encanto and now there’s a me!” She smiled and rolled over.

Edana playfully rolled her eyes before she looked over at Genevieve. “Welcome to the lair of The Checkered Misfits!” She gestured to the garage. “We’re like a club, but cooler.” She winked before she looked at the feline.

“Chex, you don’t need to disguise yourself anymore.” Edana reminded the feline as she hopped up and walked back into the kitchen.

Checkers blinked at that before she smiled once more. “Oh. Oh yeah.” She shook her fur out before all of her glowing stripes presented themselves, her body nearly taking on a new appearance.

She was a sleek feline with pitch black fur. She didn't seem to be very puffy since her fur was well groomed and brushed down. She had vibrant pink and green ombre eyes. She has multicolored stripes decorating her body that seemed to shift in color. Except hers were vibrant and seemed to have a glow to them. The rainbow hued stripes seemed to pulse every now and then. Her shimmering cyan nose seemed to have the same effect. She eagerly…scampered over to harass the fish in their fish tank, digging into the large fish tank while her iridescent body almost looked holographic. Her beautiful shimmering multicolored claws swiped at the frightened fish in the water. Whiskers seemed to be holographic as well, the light bouncing off of them made them look like they all were different colors. She had a ruby stud ear piercing and a silver diamond studded collar around her neck. Under her collar rested a black and white checkered bandana.

“No! No fish tank!” Edana fussed, hurriedly pouring two cans of sardines into the cat’s bowl and placing it on the counter. “Here, you ferocious little beast!” She folded her arms.

Edana merely deadpanned when the feline finished her assault and happily trotted over to her bowl.

“Ugh. This is Checkers and that’s Edge over there.” Edana nodded to the male who was formerly pouting.

Edge merely gave her a mock salute.

He was a tall and pale yet muscular young man who looked rather intimidating. His shaggy and wild hair was in his face, nearly covering one of his blue eyes. His hair, for a lack of better words, was dyed to a crisp black with white tips. He wore a black and white skull t-shirt with a sleeveless black jean jacket. His black jeans had tears and spatterings made of old paint on them while chains dangled from his belt loops. The spiked, black cuffs around his wrists, oddly brought out the black and white checkered bandana around his neck. To tie this all together, he wore a pair of white, sporty shoes.

“Hi.” Genevieve slightly waved at him.

Edana glanced around before she said, “Tala is around here somewhere. Tala? Tala?! Come say hi to our guest!” She began to look around…while Checkers sweatdropped at the sight of a tiger eyeing her food.

A rather large white tiger grumbled a bit then started creeping towards the visitors…while growling. Like a rather large housecat, she looked to be hunting Genevieve, or rather more accurately, the bird close to her.

Checkers watched the tiger as she munched on her sardines. After that, she swallowed and said, “Uhh. Yo, Birdie..! You got a peeping Tom.” She said before she popped another fish in her mouth.

Blake blinked from his position on Genevieve’s shoulder….before he saw the large tiger eyeing him. “…Sweet baby Jesus…”

After that, he screamed and immediately began to frantically fly away. “Maaaamaaaa aaaaaagh!!” Blake comically began to cry as he dashed off.

The tiger immediately took off after him.

While the bird flew for his life, Edana deadpanned at the thought. “…There she is. Tala!! You stop that right now!!” She ran off after the tiger.

While Genevieve blankly stared, Edge merely stretched. “That’s Maka Tala. She’s the daughter of Maui. Trickster god. Shapeshifter. She’s a student, but she and Edana have this thing going where she pretends to be Edana’s pet while FG thinks Tala ran off somewhere.” He chuckled a bit. “FG is still searching for her. The greatest prank ever.”

“So…she’s a person…right.” Genevieve watched…as Edana beat the tiger with a broom. “Does she know that?” She raised her eyebrow.

Edge shrugged at that. “Hey, Tala! The bird is a pet. Not food! Shove off!”

Tala comically growled before she started attacking the broom instead.

Edana comically growled in return before she began to battle with the tiger over the broom.

Unfortunately, Blake was now flying from Checkers in the mishap. “Why are you chasing me?! You already ate!” He screamed at the cat.

“Heheheh…This is just for fun, Birdy!” Checkers snickered as she tried to catch him.

Meanwhile, Edana continued to fight with Tala…until the broom snapped in half.

The teen deadpanned at that, before she reached onto the counter and grabbed a piece of steak. After that, Edana tossed the steak at the tiger with a small pout. “That was my dinner.” She complained with a huff.

Tala merely ate the steak, looking quite content now.

Edana pouted even more and grumbled.

Genevieve, who was still wearing her deadpan, walked over and said, “So…about the tour..?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah. C’mon! We’ll go see Beretta upstairs!” Edana smiled widely, hopping up and pressing a button on a special speaker.

After the beep, Edana said, “Beretta, we’re coming up.” She smiled and said as if this “Beretta” already knew Genevieve was there.

“Yeah I know.” Someone replied with a sigh.

Edana deadpanned for a second before she led Genevieve up the stairs. “A little enthusiasm would be nice!” She called out a little louder knowing the girl could hear her.

Walking to the second floor was like entering into the future. This area seemed to be a lab of sorts filled with cutting edge technology that a group of teens shouldn’t be allowed to use. There was a chemistry set on one table, Genevieve would make not of that. All the other gadgets both large and small seemed overly futuristic and a bit dangerous like the ray blaster that was encased on the wall.

She took her eyes away from the very real blasters to focus on the girl who was focusing all her attention to the multitude monitors on the large desk.

She was quite short in comparison to Genevieve with pale skin, looking as if she hadn't stepped outside in weeks and was very curvy. She had long red curly hair that was tied up into a ponytail. Her eyes were a vivid blue and were hidden behind black eyelashes while her thick eyebrows had a few cuts in them. Her entire left arm was missing and she had a black futuristic prosthetic in its place. Covering her body was a full body black sleeveless bodysuit that had glowing blue circuit board lines on her thighs and her chest. She wore black heeled boots with the heels on the boots glowing blue with darker traces on them. She had a fingerless black glove on her left prosthetic hand and what looked to be glowing blue line tattoos on her exposed right hand.

Edana smiled a bit before she walked over to the girl. “Heeeey, Beretta. Whatcha doin?” She tilted her head.

“Working.” Beretta replied simply, not looking at her.

“Weeeell, I hate to disturb whatever you’ve got going on, but can you give us a sec and say hi to our guest?” Edana smiled and gestured to Beretta. “She’s The Evil Queen’s daughter.” She said with a certain glimmer in her eye while Genevieve nodded and looked at something interesting.

Beretta turned slightly, glanced over the other girl before she turned right back to her work. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Genevieve blinked at the other girl. She took a moment to look her up and down before she tilted her head. “Cool prosthetic.”

“She made it. Beretta is super smart. She even helped me become a better inventor.” Edana said, proudly speaking about her friend. “She goes to Auradon Prep too. Just virtually.”

“Huh. I didn’t know they had actual talent at this school.” Genevieve rolled her eyes with a smirk.

“I’m not a royal, that’s why.” Beretta boredly replied.

While Genevieve snorted, Edana asked, “So…where’re you from, stranger? Tell us about yourself.” She grabbed a stray ball from off the ground and began to play with it.

The queen glanced away for a moment. “Well…My name is Genevieve, Eve for short. From the Isle. My mom is Evil Queen. My dad is Hades.” Genevieve shrugged at that.

“Hades…cool.” Edana glanced at Beretta with a small smirk. “But-like-what’s your backstory?”

Genevieve paused a bit. “…Not many people believe me when I tell it.” She glanced over before she began to look over something else.

Edana rolled her eyes at that. “C’mon. We’ve heard some crazy stuff in our lifetime. I promise you can’t surprise us.” She pursed her lips.

The queen turned and stared at the other girl. “…You sure?” She raised an eyebrow.

Edana nodded once more. “Shoot.”

Genevieve blinked a few times…before she took a deep breath. “I’m not from this world. I’m an alternate universe form of Evil Queen’s daughter from a different reality; a reality where I took over the kingdom and became Queen. Since no one in my dimension would allow me to have a proper vacation, my version of Hecate suggested that I should go to another world to enjoy myself. She opened a portal and after a whole lotta hell, I’m here.”

The queen looked at the two girls expectantly, waiting for their reactions.

Edana merely bounced the basketball a couple times…before she pursed her lips. “…Checks out to me. What about you, B?”

“Just another Tuesday.” Beretta didn’t even look back at them, too busy working on the animation for something.

Genevieve couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Wh-You’re not scared…shocked, surprised, concerned? You’re not going to call me delusional?” She raised her eyebrow.

“Nope.” Edana said, popping the “p”. “Believe it or not, Beretta is from another dimension; a comic book reality, even. Pretty cool stuff.”

She caught the comic book the girl tossed at her. After that, she showed it to Genevieve. “The Incredibles. One of my favorite comics, by the way. Beretta’s dad is the villain. The dreaded evil genius, Syndrome!” Edana said dramatically. “So…yeah. We totally believe you.” She giggled at that.

Genevieve took the comic and looked it over. “It feels nice to be around people who do…” She said, seemingly in thought.

Edana smiled…before it fell a bit. “Wait…so…if you’re not from here…that means Evie isn’t really your sister…and The Core Four aren’t…really your friends.” That’s before she blinked. “-I mean…unless you bonded through some kind of montage or epic quest…” She looked to the side.

The queen shook her head. “No…No…We’re hardly associates…but I’m used to being alone.” Genevieve looked back down at the book.

…Edana…pouted at that. “…Awww…Bereeettaaaa? Can we keep her? Pweeaaaase?” She gave the other girl her best puppy eyes.

“…No.” Beretta looked mildly disturbed by what Edana was doing with her eyes.

Edana poured more before she continued. “C’mon, Beret. I see her around the school. She’s an outcast. She doesn’t fit in with the VKs or the AKs. She’s a misfit just like us and the first rule of being a misfit is to never abandon other misfits.” She begged and pleaded, her voice sounding like a whine.

The red haired girl…merely kept typing, keeping silent as she did so.

Edana deadpanned at Beretta before she placed her hand on her hip. “We’re gonna be like that, are we?” She looked her up and down before she nodded, pursing her lips.

“Okay-fine. I’ll just go. We’ll just go. I’ll hang with Eve for a bit longer before we head out.” Edana said as she awkwardly led Genevieve back downstairs.

However, despite what she told Beretta, Edana comically leaned over and whispered, “You’re in.” with a small smirk.

Genevieve raised her eyebrow high. “I thought Beretta said no.”

“She did, but I am very persuasive.” Edana confidently said, “Your initiation is Friday. AKA, tomorrow. For now, we kick it and have some fun. You like air hockey?” She smiled now that they were downstairs.

The queen tilted her head. After that, she smiled a bit and said, “It’s been a while, but it should be fun.”

“Then, let’s go shake that dust off!” Edana giggled before he led Edana over to the dormant game.

Oooooo

“Now, if someone drops their wallet, you should immediately return it to the owner. If there is no owner in sight you-“

“Claim it before someone else does?!” Carlos exclaimed with a grin as he happily interrupted the fairy.

Fairy Godmother blinked before she said, “Erm. No, you-“

“Take it to the authorities.” Jay said happily. “Then, you use the distraction to steal their wallets.”

“Oh. That makes so much sense.” Carlos nodded with a smile.

Fairy Godmother…was almost proud of them.

“No-no. You give the wallet to the authorities and leave it. No stealing.” She stared at him cluelessly. “The goal is to not get anything in return.”

Jay pouted at the thought. “But why would I return it if I’m not going to get anything out of it?”

The older woman twitched. “You do get something out of it. You get a…an unexplainable feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction.” Fairy Godmother smiled at them.

…Evie furrowed her eyebrows at her. “That’s it?”

“Man, that sucks.” Carlos merely stated…while Fairy Godmother sighed.

Then, she decided to move on to the next topic.

As usual, Genevieve suffered through the lecture, trying to push away more intrusive thoughts such as how this beautiful day was going to waste. It could not be a more perfect Friday. The weather was pleasant, the sun was shining, the sky was clear…

It was much more enjoyable than her brisk Autumn air back home…and she could hardly enjoy it.

While the fairy droned on, trying to get teenagers to understand simple concepts of life, Genevieve gazed out of the window. Her thoughts were just like her gaze, far from the classroom.

Where was Blake? How is he? Is he hungry?

What about Audrey? I hope she’s okay. Nah, what am I talking about? She’s probably killing it in school.

At that thought, Genevieve summoned her mirror and held it in her hand. She glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention to her. When she confirmed that no one was, she mumbled to the mirror, holding it low to her lap in order to hide it.

“Mirror mirror in my hand. Show me the most beautiful princess in the land.” Genevieve whispered and smiled at the sight of Audrey appearing on the glass.

The princess was in class as well. However, Audrey seemed to be learning something more meaningful than Genevieve could ever learn in Remedial Goodness.

The queen felt a warm and fuzzy feeling bubble up inside her as she watched Audrey actively take notes. She didn’t know what this feeling was. All she knew was that she could watch the princess all day. Genevieve felt the pink color make its way back into her irises as she traced the glass with her thumb.

If only Audrey were this peaceful all the time. Perhaps if she was, Genevieve wouldn’t mind being in her presence.

“…Genevieve!” Turns out, Fairy Godmother turned her attention to the young and unresponsive queen. Now, she had her hand on her hip.

Quickly hiding her mirror, by covering it with her hand, Genevieve gave the older woman a faux smile and chirped, “Yep!”

“I asked a question. If a baby is crying, what should you do?” Fairy Godmother repeated.

“Give it a bottle.” The Core Four drones out.

Genevieve’s eyebrow raised at that. “Uhhh. No, you don’t.”

“Yes, you do.” The older woman pouted at that.

“No, you don’t.” Genevieve looked at Fairy Godmother blankly before she pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay-so-picture this. I’m walking down the street and I see a random baby crying. I should just…give it a bottle? What if I don’t have a bottle to give?”

The fairy looked away. “Genevieve, it was just an example on your worksheet. It wasn’t supposed to be taken literally.” She smiled a bit at that

“But it should. Every bit of this class should be taken seriously and based on real world situations.” Genevieve frowned before she continued, “The class was made for children who are morally debased and everything they learn in here-they think is real! So far, the only goodness they’re going to give their children is big-boned syndrome and a BMI of 250 before they’re 10.”

While Evie stared in shock, Jay and Carlos happily snickered at Genevieve’s words. She even got a small smirk from Mal this time.

Fairy Godmother was quite surprised as well. She hummed, truly interested before she said, “Okay, well, If you found a baby crying, what would you do, Genevieve?”

The attention was back on the bluenette.

Genevieve glanced away before she began, “The first step would be to identify, and inform the parents. If no parents are in sight, then the next steps would be to calm the baby and contact the authorities. Calming the baby first would be the best course of action. To do that, you must find out what’s wrong.”

“Children can cry If they’re in pain. They can also cry if they’re afraid. Perhaps they are lonely? They could even be cold. For the most part, follow by the 5S rule.” Genevieve held up five fingers as she counted. “Swaddle, side or stomach position, sush, swing, and suck. Rocking, along with the combination of a pacifier works wonders.” She smiled lightly…before she noticed all of their faces.

Their jaws looked like they were ready to hit the floor.

Genevieve glanced around, trying to find what they were looking at. “…What?” She asked cluelessly.

Oooooooo

After the bell rang, the five VKs walked through the halls, on the way to their next class.

Evie…was still amazed. “How…How did you know all that?”

“Know all of…what?” Genevieve raised an eyebrow as she looked at her counterpart.

“The stuff about the baby. Where did you learn that?” She asked once more.

Carlos happily chimed in. “Yeah. You sounded like some kind of kid expert in there. Did you see FG’s face?” He chuckled a bit.

“It looked like it was gonna fall off!” Jay laughed at that. “Pretty damn good for a VK. Made us proud. Right, Mal?”

Mal looked between the four of them…before she shrugged.

Genevieve already identified Mal as the most stoic and reserved out of the bunch. She usually doesn’t talk much around Genevieve for…numerous reasons, but every now and then, Genevieve wished she could pay to see what was going on inside that head of hers.

While in her own thoughts, Genevieve merely replied with a scoff, “It’s not our fault these Auradonians think we’re all idiots.” She said with a small smirk.

While the VKs were snickering, a blur appeared in front of Genevieve.

“Hey, there, her majesty!” It was just Edana. She smiled brightly at Genevieve as she held her skateboard close to her, revealing the checkered pattern on the bottom.

Genevieve smiled in return, finding Edana’s attitude infectious. One thing Genevieve learned from spending time with the girl the day previous is that she’s…not as mean as she looks. Sure, Edana is plenty mischievous, but by the way she’s dressed one would think she’d be ready to drink your blood. Under her emo-like exterior, she’s the most energetic person one could ever meet. However, often that energy is burned off in the form of trouble, trouble that Edana is explaining at this very moment.

“You would not believe what I did.” The girl practically grinned.

Genevieve kind of already knew where this was going. “Oh, gods. What did you do?” She sighed a bit.

Edana held in a bit of her laughter before she leaned in and said, “I covered the first floor’s urinals in plastic wrap! All of them!”

The Queen’s mouth hung open. “All of them?!”

“Yes!” Edana’s grin widened. “And they’ll never know. I covered my tracks goooood.” She smirked wickedly.

“How did you even manage to sneak into the men’s bathroom?” Genevieve had so many questions.

“Invisibility cloak.” Edana said simply. “I invented it.” She winked afterward.

Now…Genevieve had more questions. “…You have the intelligence to create a device to make yourself invisible…and you use it to cover toilets in cling wrap..?” She raised an eyebrow as she stared blankly.

“Yep! Hey, thanks for summarizing everything I just said!” Edana giggled at that.

“I give up.” Genevieve turned to the audience with a deadpan.

“So, I’ll save you a seat at lunch. Our table’s not crowded. Meaning, you won’t have to worry about bumping elbows.” Edana explained with a shrug and a smile.

“…You guys are losers, aren’t you?” Genevieve asked, commenting on their supposedly empty table.

Edana actually laughed at that before she replied, “By losers you mean awesome beyond what everyone else can comprehend, then, yes. No one else gets how fantastic we are.”

“Solid save.” The queen commented with a nod.

“I know.” Edana merely continued to smirk. “I’ll be waiting for ya. I wanna show you guys something cool.”

“Okay.” Genevieve nodded once more…before Jay loudly cleared his throat. “Oh, guys. This is Edana. Edana, these are The Core Four. Edana is my…friend.” She and Edana smiled at each other. She’s going to have to get used to using that word again…

Before any of The Core Four could say anything, Jay was already in front with his smolder. “Sup. Digging the vibe.” He looked the girl up and down.

Edana…drank up the compliment like Kool-aid. “Thanks, chief. Me and this look go way back. “ She said with her own smirk.

The group of teens blinked when they heard the bell.

“That’s the bell. Gotta split. I’ll see you at lunch, E.” Edana happily told Genevieve…before she hopped on her skateboard and took off down the hall.

Evie smiled before she said, “I dig that style.”

“I dig that body!” Jay said happily. “Eve, you gotta tell me-is she single?” He nudged the queen eagerly.

Genevieve merely squinted at him. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt quite protective all of a sudden.

The only thing the Queen said in reply was, “Well, I know who I’m targeting during tourney try-outs.” After that, she began to walk elsewhere.

Jay chuckled at that…before her words settled in. “Wait…You’re trying out for tourney?” When the queen didn’t answer, he desperately called out, “Genevieve..?!”

When the queen left his question unanswered, Mal merely snickered and patted Jay on the shoulder. “Good luck.” She said, before motioning for Evie and Carlos to follow.

Jay…merely swallowed, now worried for his pretty face.

Chapter Text

“Freedom!!” Edana bursted out of her classroom, kicking the door open in the process.

She didn’t care how the other students stared and gawked at her. The only thing she knew was that school was out and it was a Friday. Time to enjoy her weekend. Two and a half days beyond the confines of a school schedule.

“Woo!” Edana cheered with a bright grin, grabbing her skateboard and nearly zipping off to freedom.

That’s when she heard a voice, Edge’s voice to be exact. “Easy, Tiger. You kick the doors off the hinges, they make you pay for them.” He said in light humor.

Edana playfully rolled her eyes before she said, “Screw these doors. They are a symbol of the chains on our freedom!” She waved her arms around…prompting Edge to grab hold of them…and place them on her sides.

The girl stared at Edge, waiting for an explanation. When she got none, she cleared her throat and asked, “Erm, so…we’re still on for throw ups tonight, right?” She smiled a bit.

Edge sighed before he shook his head. Afterward, he explained, “Nah. Dad wants to show me how to do car maintenance stuff again. I can’t get out of it either. No painting for me tonight.” He dryly said. “I wouldn’t recommend you go alone, though. It’s dangerous at night.”

Edana pouted for multiple reasons. “But…who’s going to defend our spot? Someone could have painted over our stuff by now. It’s been a while.”

“We’ll do it next week.” Edge smiled a bit and patted her on the head.

After THAT, he took off on his board and said, “See you tomorrow!”

Afterward, a nearby teacher began to chastise Edge for skateboarding in the halls.

Edana wasn’t worried about that, though. She had bigger fish to fry. Her plans had been ruined…again!

Edana…merely sighed at that. “There won’t be a next week. His parents are always giving him stuff to do…” She frowned a bit before she decided to head to her dorm.

On the way there, she happened to pass by the Core Four-well-two of them. Carlos and Mal, to be exact.

Edana paused in her steps as an idea entered into her mind. She glanced at the VKs locker.

Edana noticed Mal’s locker a few days ago. She was debating on going to paint alone, but she may have another opportunity here. It wouldn’t hurt to ask. Worse case scenario, she’d just go alone anyway.

With that thought in mind, Edana smiled a bit more and walked toward them.

She came right when Carlos was explaining how a small dog chased him all over the tourney field. He seemed rather upset at the fact that no one helped him when the dog was clearly a ferocious beast.

“And I was like…screaming for help and no one helped me! That thing was a wild animal! It was after me!” He pouted heavily as he spoke.

"It's…a dog, Carlos." Mal said, looking slightly concerned as he told his story about his 'dangerous encounter.'

“Exactly. An evil, ferocious dog. Mom practically said they are spawns of Hades.” Carlos comically said, dead serious.

During that short pause of confusion, Edana crept over before she greeted them. “Heeey. Mal, Carlos. Am I close?” She continued to wear her smile as she glanced between them.

Carlos smiled as well. “Yeah. And you’re Edana?” When Edana nodded, he continued, “Cool. What’s up?”

“I didn’t wanna interrupt, but I had a question for Mal. I noticed your locker a few days ago. Did you paint that?” Edana turned her interest to Mal as she tilted her head.

Mal raised an eyebrow then closed her locker slight, looking at the spraypainted artwork as she spoke. "Yeah, I did. What about it?" She looked back at Edana.

“Weeeell, I usually go out and paint walls with one of my friends, but his dad is forcing him to fix a busted up car today-and I don’t have anyone else in mind who would fit the bill.” Edana shrugged before she continued. “If you’re free a little later, I wanted to know if you’d be down to tag a few spots.”

“Huh.” Carlos hummed for a bit before he said, “Y’know, a field trip may be good for you. You’ve been tense.” He said in humor.

"Have not." Mal rolled her eyes in response.

“Totally have. Especially around Ben.” Carlos snickered a bit.

Edana snorted before she said. “Spot’s open if you want it.”

"I'll think about it. Where you headed?" Mal asked, folding her arms.

“Downtown. You ever been?” Edana popped her skateboard up so she could lean on it.

"Yeah, had to buy more clothes when we got here." Mal nodded then leaned against her locker. "I also had to buy a lot of dye." She smirked at that.

“I wonder why?” Edana playfully teased as she pointedly looked at Mal’s purple locks.

"Oh you know, princess pink clashes with purple." Mal's fingers toyed with her hair slightly.

Edana chuckled a bit before she said, “Ah. I wouldn’t know. My specialty is in red.” She motioned to her own hair before she said, “Anywho, I’m heading out in 45. Hit me up if you’re down.”

She pulled a sticky note out of her backpack, wrote her number on it, and gave it to Mal. After that, the girl gave her a mock salute and sped off on her board.

Carlos…merely smiled before he said, “Well, look at you being social.”

"...Shut up." Mal sighed and turned away, purposely looking into her locker.

Carlos looked at her in humor before he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll cover for you until you get back. Have fun on your field trip.” He walked off, chuckling a bit as he did so.

Ooooooo

Edana has spent 45 minutes loading her spray paint arsenal into her car. After that, she made sure to pack some drinks. She put on a jacket. She also brought a multitude of just in case items. A portion of time was also spent tampering with her watch.

The last bit of time…she spent trying to get her mother off the phone. That stalled her for an extra 10 minutes…

“Moooom. I got it. I’ll be fine. I’m just going out with a friend.” Edana said as she walked to her car, loading the last of the items into her trunk.

“Oh,” Her mother started, “It’s so dark out. Are you sure you’re going to be safe?”

“Yes, mom. Like I said, I’m going out with a friend.” Edana dryly replied as she looked over her invisibility cloak…and tossed it into her trunk.

“Is it that Edge character, again? I told you he wasn’t a good influence on you. You need to be hanging around people who are more…normal and don’t attract too much attention…like your brother’s friends.”

Edana merely deadpanned as she closed her trunk. “Yeah. He’s the perfect little blur in the background.” She dryly spoke.

“Exactly! Our family is made up of a long, proud line of side characters! We treasure that legacy by being as normal and as bland as possible so we can just…blur into the background. You know…we go with the flow.” The woman happily explained to her daughter. “But, then, there’s you…”

Edana deadpanned even more.

“With the…red highlights…and the spikes, the inventing…music and art….You’re so interesting. Too interesting!” Edana could tell her mother was pouting over the phone.

“Mom, some people would consider being interesting a good thing. Unique, even?” Edana leaned against her vehicle with a hopeful tone.

“But side characters are not unique.” Her mother pouted even more. “Just…give it some thought.”

Edana rolled her eyes before she said, “I will, mom.”

“And Edana, remember, never not be normal!” Her mother chirped before she happily hung up.

Edana…merely mocked her after she hung up…before she turned and jumped when she saw Mal standing beside her. “Oh, hey! There you are. You thought it over?” She smiled a bit once she managed to regain her composure.

"Yeah. I could use some time away from this place." Mal said, idly chewing on some gum.

“Huh. Cool. Let’s go before it get too dark to find a good spot.” Edana said, glancing at the setting sun before she unlocked the doors and hopped in her car.

She waited on Mal to hop in before she asked, “So how was your first week in Stuffy-landia?” Edana glanced at her with a smile.

"Too…cheery." Mal made a face as she got in the car.

“Yeah. It’s kind of their thing. I can’t say the same about the other kingdoms, though. Each place has a different feel. This place…just feels like a pack of Skittles.” Edana snorted as she worked on driving as far away from the school as possible. “Speaking of, it’s cool to have another painter in town.” She glanced at Mal with a smirk.

"Spraypainter." Mal corrected and folded her arms.

“I talk in code. I’m…uhhh…very well known around these parts.” Edana winced at the memory of Fairy godmother covered in pigment powder.

“Heh. Allow me to fully introduce myself. I am Edana. Proud member of the Checkered Misfits, graffiti artist, inventor, prankster, and guitarist.” She regained her smirk. “If I said the word spray paint, I’d get yeeted into detention without touching a can.”

"Huh, a girl with a bad reputation caused by tagging. I can respect that." Mal smirked at her.

“I got a rep for a lot of stuff. That also includes illegal robot fighting.” Edana snorted at that. “You have a lot to learn about me, VK.” She smirked even more.

“Seems I do.” Mal chuckled then looked at the window.

Edana smiled a bit before she glanced around at her surroundings. She smiled even more when she noticed they were at their destination.

“And…we’re here. It’s a slightly rougher part of town, but it’s a skatepark, so…go figure.” Edana shrugged and pulled into a parking space.

As soon as they got there, they could see that the large park was covered in a wide variety of graffiti art. “C’mon. This is what you’re working with.”

Edana happily hopped out the car and popped the trunk open. That revealed the large amount of cans in Edana’s trunk. She nearly had a can for every color.

“Heh. Go crazy.” Edana chuckled at Mal’s expression.

Mal smirked before she went for her signature colors, purple, green and black.

Edana glanced around, noticing the lack of people at the park. She grabbed a few blues, a white, yellow, and green before she said, “Perfect. No one is here. The tagging is pretty crummy on that wall over there. I think I’m gonna start there.” She walked over to get a better look.

“I…think there’s enough room for both of us.” Edana smiled a bit before she started working on her outline.

Edana and Mal spent hours working on their pieces and trading paints. Eventually, Edana had the idea to fuse their paintings together. With a few adjustments, they managed to do it with Edana having her black cat tag curling its tail around Mal’s tag.

“And…done…” Edana finished up the cat’s stripes, making it look a lot like Checkers. “…That’s sick.” She said as she looked over their work.

“A dragon and a cat. Says a lot about us.” Mal smirked and placed down a can.

“Oh, yeah?” Edana returned her smirk before she took a break and sat on the ground. “What does it say to you?”

"I'm fierce and you…" Mal sat beside her before tilting her head. "...Would like a nap."

Edana laughed at that. “Hey, now. Cats are not only known for napping. They’re also known for a lot of other stuff like…mischief and magic. Especially black cats.” She stretched a bit. “But I could use a nap.”

"You don't strike me as a black cat. More like an orange cat." Mal smirked at her.

Edana playfully rolled her eyes. “I know a black cat. I found her in the forest back in my home country. I snuck her home and we became best friends. She’s very special to me.” She said with a smile.

"I only know some tigers back on the Isle." Mal replied, digging into her pocket for a piece of gum.

“I know a tiger too…sorta. She’s a shapeshifter.” Edana closed her eyes for a moment…before her eyebrow raised when she heard someone kick a rock.

When she looked over, she noticed a group five more than unhappy teenage boys.

Edana…seemed to already know them and loudly sighed. “Ugh. Couldn’t you guys come later? I was reaching max zen.” She pouted at them before she stood.

What seemed to be the leader stepped up and squinted at Edana. “Hell no. We’ve been looking for you. We want our money back.”

Edana looked to the side. “No…no. That’s my money. You want my money. I won it fairly.” She folded her arms, not looking the slightest bit intimidated.

“No, you didn’t! You cheated us with that little robot!” The boy growled at her.

“Noooo, I let you win the first time. No one told you to bet double when I decided to stop taking it easy on you.” Edana snorted at that.

The boys…were all but on fire at that point.

“Oh, you are so gonna get it.” He twitched, sounding quite intimidating.

Edana…chuckled lightly before she glanced back at Mal. “Mal, I want you to meet these idiots from across town who can’t handle the fact that they suck ass at building robots.” She smirked at the boys grew even more angry.

“Sore losers?” Mal stood up and smiled smugly.

“I was thinking of something more on the lines of pussies, but yeah. That works too.” Edana snickered a bit. “Pussies, Mal. Mal, Pussies.”

Before the boy could crash out, he paused when he looked at Mal.

Another boy winced and said, “That’s one of those villain kids from the Isle…”

The leader seemed to twitch at that. He looked up at Mal before he said, “We got no beef with you. Just this little thief.” He said with a frown.

Mal tilted her head. “It would be a shame if…say you were all turned to pigs.” She casually said, reaching into her bag like she was going to grab something.

The boys immediately jumped and began to back up.

“Hey, man…easy…” The leader said, raising his hands as they tried to flee.

Edana merely snickered before she subtly tapped her watch. That caused a miniature gun of sorts to unsheath and blast the ground below them…covering it in ice. She could hardly hold in her laughter as they slipped and nearly face planted on the ground.

“Grounds a little slippery, eh, fellas?” Edana smirked widely.

The boys frowned and grumbled before they fled, slipping and sliding until they got away.

As soon as they were gone…Edana immediately
burst into hysterics. “That…was awesome…”

When she calmed down she took a breath, looked the VK over before she said, “…You’re awesome.” In a softer tone and a more bashful expression.

“I know.” Mal smirked before she winked. “I don’t even have my spell book, it’s back at my dorm.”

Edana stared for a bit…before she smirked. “You’re alright.” She chuckled before she motioned to her car, hiding the slightest bit on red dusting her cheeks. “C’mon. Let’s go get a burger.”

Mal’s smirk grew then she nodded, walking to the car.

Oooooooo

Today was the final day of tryouts and Coach Jenkins had pretty much finished his assessment of the boys.

Despite the heat being a bit more insistent, it was a beautiful Friday evening. The cheerleaders were practicing in the distance, their loud cheers rang through the yard as the huffing and puffing from the sprinting boys interfered with their sound.

The last thing the coach expected to see was Genevieve on the field. The girl had asked him to try out before, but now there was a certain fire in her eyes that said she wasn’t going anywhere.

On top of that, she was dressed in a two piece workout fit with her hair tied into a ponytail. Tight fitting, long sleeve, black shirt and pants with a single purple stripe. The words, “Brave Heart” were printed perfectly across her chest. By the way she looked at him, she was feeling pretty brave.

“I want to try out.” Genevieve said with authority.

Coach Jenkins sighed before he waved her off. “I’ve told you this before. No. I don’t think this is your kind of sport.” He looked to the side, seeing two large boys tackle each other.

The queen squinted her eyes at him. “Ah, I see. It’s because I’m a girl, isn’t it? Us women aren’t as capable as you men?!” She raised an eyebrow.

As soon as she said that, everyone seemed to pause.

The coach comically began to sweat at the comment. “No-No! It’s definitely not that. It’s just that this is a rough sport. My guys get injured all the time. I don’t want anything happening to you.” He frowned a bit.

“And I think you’ll be surprised to see me making things happen. I’m tougher than I look.” Genevieve folded her arms and looked at him expectantly.

The coach made a face, seeing that she wouldn’t budge. He was very unsure.

Jay, who happened to hear a bit of the conversation, jogged over and said, “Hey, Eve! You finally made it!”

Carlos did the same, stumbling over his equipment before he said, “You don’t want to sleep on this one, coach. Jay learned the hard way.” He chuckled at that.

Jay pouted at him. “Hey! That was one time and I wasn’t ready!”

“She threw you in the trash.” Carlos merely found even more enjoyment in his friend’s embarrassment.

“She threw Jay in the trash?” Coach Jenkins raised his eyebrow.

“She had him flying.” Carlos smirked wider as Jay’s pout grew.

The coach rubbed his chin with a hum. He glanced over the field before he caught sight of a free tackle dummy resting at the start of the kill zone.

He glanced at Genevieve and said, “Alright. If what Carlos said is true, I’ll consider giving you a spot on the team. All you have to do is push that tackle dummy from the start of the kill zone to the end of it. You think you can do that, hun?” He gave her a smile.

“Do you think I can’t?” That was the only thing Genevieve replied with before she walked off, making her way to the dummy.

She knew that smile all too well. The coach possessed a faux smile; a smile that thought she was adorable like a chihuahua amongst huskies. He would see her fail, let her down gently-or…or she would manage to push the dummy, and he would “consider” giving her a spot and leave her forever waiting.

No. Genevieve was not having it. She will be on this team. She will put on a show so grand that he will have to put her on.

The queen motioned for Carlos and Jay to follow and they eagerly did so. They were interested in what the hot-headed and impulsive queen would do. They were highly entertained by the thought of a “fiery Evie”.

Upon passing, she heard Chad, just out of earshot, mumbling to his teammate. Something on the lines of, “This should be good.”

As soon as they approached the dummy, Genevieve began to roll her left shoulder, prepping her body for what she was about to do.

Jay was the most eager, so he asked, “Alright, Eve, what’s the plan?”

“Put more weight on it.” Genevieve said simply as she continued her stretches.

Carlos and Jay shared a look.

“How much?” Jay inquired once more.

“All of it. Whatever you can find that’s heavy.” The queen declared without hesitation. “I am going to be on this team whether they like it or not.” She said as she shook out her arms.

And the boys happily complied. The boys (mostly Jay) placed weights upon the dummy’s metal handles until there were no more weights left.

Carlos also saw a few tires for drills that could be used. Since they were weighty, he figured they would be of use as well. So, they were placed on the sled portion of the dummy.

All together, the dummy now weighed nearly 400 pounds. At this point, everyone on the field had their eyes on Genevieve and she was ready.

Carlos glanced around, feeling a bit nervous for her. “Are you sure about this?” He lightly frowned at everyone watching.

“I got this.” Genevieve replied, her eyes were stubbornly trained forward as if she could already see her success.

That’s when Genevieve placed her delicate hands on the flat part of the dummy, ready to push. She took a deep breath…before she began to push.

The dummy moved an inch with the little traction that her sneakers had given her, but it didn’t prove to be enough.

She ended up walking in place. Upon noticing this Genevieve blinked and tried running…only to end up running in place…and tripping over her own feet.

Of course, the shameful sound of laughter rang as a result of her misfortune.

Genevieve sent a sharp glare at the teenagers before she glanced at Carlos and Jay, daring them to stop her. She briefly caught the exasperated look from the coach, probably from her determination, as she placed her hands back on the dummy.

This time, Genevieve mumbled a spell. This changed from sneakers to a pair of high quality, metal cleats!

Genevieve growled to herself, using her anger and the pressure she felt from the discrimination to fuel her body.

She dug her heels into the ground and she pushed with her upper body, drowning out their taunts and their laughter.

And it began to move slowly.

Genevieve too one step-two steps-three steps. She was pushing the dummy-the nearly 400 pound dummy slowly but surely.

One of the onlookers gasped and pointed, “Jiminy-look, she’s doing it!”

The sound of laughter died at that moment and was gradually replaced with murmurs of shock and awe.

That was until Jay exclaimed, “YEAH! MAKE ‘EM SUCK IT, EVE!” He cheered with a grin.

At that, Genevieve growled once more. Her green eyes seemed to catch ablaze as they glowed. She huffed as her steps increased in speed. At first she was staggering…next she was walking…finally she was running.

She ran like a madman, huffing and puffing like an angry bull. The dummy rattled, sounding as if it was going to fall apart from the weight crushing it or the overall abuse it was taking from Genevieve.

It seemed like it took forever, but in a few minutes, she made it to the end of the kill zone.

As a last minute attempt to expel her rage, she flipped the dummy, sending it and its weights flying. Weights rained around the huffing and sweaty Queen. The dummy came down as well, the metal lodging into the grass.

It took Genevieve a moment to calm down…and realize what happened. As her eyes returned to normal, she figured she had finally come in touch with a bit of her inner Hades. The queen knew she was strong, but that was a bit ludicrous.

It didn’t matter now, though. Next thing she knew, she was swarmed by both people she knew and people she didn’t with the boys at the forefront and totally geeking out…and wondering what she eats…

She didn’t get a break until Coach Jenkins walked over. He was smiling. Not the faux smile this time. It was an amazed, genuine smile. Genevieve had impressed him.

He further expressed this by presenting her with the slimmest jersey he could find.

It was a bit big and was clearly made for a guy, but it would do.

Genevieve offered the coach a smile in return…before she slipped the jersey on and over her tight clothing.

Carlos grinned at the sight before he said, “Hey, lookin’ good, number 95.” He chuckled, pointing out the number on her jersey.

Genevieve’s smile widened before she said, “Meh. I probably should have just joined the chess club. This team is a piece of work.” She comically replied.

The boys and the group both laughed at her words.

For the most part, the group of onlookers, tourney players, and cheerleaders dispersed (including a grumbling Chad) by the time Jay shrugged it off.

“Meh, it’s not so bad once you learn the ropes. Just ask Carlos.” Jay smiled and gestured to the smaller boy.

Carlos thought about it…and winced before he said, “Yeah…sorta better.” To change the mood, he quickly said, “Hey, Jay. Let’s show Eve some of “the ropes” while we’re here.” He smiled a bit.

“Hell yeah.” Jay grinned at the thought. “You good with that, Genevieve?”

The queen shrugged before she said, “I might as well. I have nothing better to do.”

After that, the three of them ran off, eager to explore the field that was now…mildly damaged.

Ben stared, watching the three from a distance. He pursed his lips at the sight of the girl before he walked off to continue his drills.

Ooooooooo

Somewhere in Italy, Hecate remained hidden within the safety of Roman territory. Hecate figured that Hades would take a while to discover where she was hiding especially since Greek gods weren’t technically welcome in Roman god territory.

“Ahhh. The perks of being both Roman and Greek! Hahaha!” Hecate spun around her luxury apartment with her trademark goofy, borderline crazy, laughter.

Since the god was hunting her down, why not enjoy a good book?

The book she had chosen was a book as old as time itself. It was a book with a cover that was made of leather. It also had ancient marking on it, an ancient language, a forgotten tongue. Hecate traced her fingers over the glowing stop watch that was engraved into the cover. After that, she happily opened the book, hearing it hum and tick like a clock.

“Let’s see…where did I leave off before my snack break.” She tapped her chin. “Ah, yes! The latter part of chapter one, Dimensional Travel and All its Glory.”

Hecate smiled brightly…before she caught eye of a warning at the very bottom of the page. “Hello? What’s this? Warning,” She read aloud, “Dimensional travel may alter space, time, or reality in the chosen dimension. If you are not careful, you may cause something or someone(s) to become something that they were never meant to be or something that was never meant to happen to occur….”

The goddess tapped her chin. “So, an encounter like this would essentially…rewrite someone’s story..? No…?” Hecate hummed at that…before she shrugged. “Ah. Not the kid, though. I bet she’s off to some trip in the Bahamas right now. Genevieve is the most antisocial chick I know! But I should keep studying this book. Just for research.”

Hecate smiled brightly at the thought, licking her finger before turning to the next page.

Chapter Text

It was a beautiful day with more than pleasant weather. However, that didn’t stop most from working up a sweat on the field.

The newly formed tourney team ran drills on the field. New members became familiar with their roles and positions. Older members showed the newbies the ropes.

For some players, it just seemed natural like Jay, Ben, and Genevieve. Those three galloped through the broad field like a herd of wild stallions. They seamlessly practiced their drills, passing a ball with their heads and sticks.

Since Genevieve played defender, she alternated between bouncing the ball with her head, knees, and feet. She didn’t seem to mind it, though. She kept up with the two boys just fine. If anything, it seemed like she would easily shape up to be one of the best players on the team.

Not only did that catch the coach’s eye, but it also caught quite a few of the cheerleader’s attention.

Of course, all focus was removed when Carlos ran screaming across the field. The little dog that was chasing him seemed to be having a good ole time while Carlos was running for his life.

While Eve, Ben, and Jay laughed at the boy, one of the cheerleaders tilted her head at Ben and Jay.

The cheerleading squad was on break after a few routines. Now they were relaxing on the bleachers and gossiping about who they thought was cuter while their captain was away refilling her water bottle and powdering her nose. Typical cheerleader behavior.

“Hmm. I dunno. I still think Ben is cuter.” One girl shook her head.

“Than Jay?” Another cheerleader said with a smirk. “No way!”

The first cheerleader nodded then backed up her claim by stating, “Ben is chivalrous and stuff…sure…but Jay is hot and has this bad boy edge. Roguishly hot.”

“True, but he doesn’t know the first thing about manners.” A third cheerleader pitched in, a blonde one.

Both cheerleaders chuckled at that.

The third spoke again, “And Ben doesn’t know the first thing about fun. Have you heard what Audrey says those two do? 5 star restaurant and picnics in front of the Enchanted Lake. I mean-nothing is wrong with that, but every single time? Like-come on. Where’s the originality?” She snorted at that.

“Preach. Honestly, I just think he’s not into her like that anymore.” The first cheerleader shook her head.

“Either way,” The second cheerleader began, “Scarlett has a point.” She gestured to the blonde. “Ben is a stick in the mud and Jay is an animal.”

A fourth cheerleader piped up with her own large smirk. “Monica, Scarlett only feels some type of way because she’s been looking at someone else lately.”

“No way.” The second cheerleader, now known as Monica leaned forward.

“Who is it? Spill!” The first cheerleader giggled eagerly.

Scarlett, Scarlett La Bouff, the daughter of Charlotte La Bouff. One of the most…energetic yet well known girls on the campus and nearly a carbon copy of her mother. She had taken note of Genevieve and she wanted her. The blonde wanted her bad and she had made up in her mind that no one could tell her otherwise.

Scarlett’s eyes scanned the field, keeping her eyes on Genevieve’s graceful movements. “…What do you girls think about Genevieve?” She smirked to herself.

There was a pause…before there was a giggle explosion.

“Genevieve?!” Monica leaned forward with a raised eyebrow.

The first cheerleader gaped at that before she said, “You mean the girl who-“

They all finished, “streamed about the poisoned apples?”

Afterward, they all laughed and giggled.

“Chad was such an idiot.” The fourth cheerleader said before she turned to Scarlett. “But Genevieve? Really?”

“Yeah-I mean-Deborah, what are we all looking for in a guy?” Scarlette asked the fourth cheerleader now named Deborah, with a head tilt.

Deborah paused for a moment, leaning back a bit. “Hmm. Good question. Girls?” She looked to her fellow cheerleaders.

Monica eagerly said, “Well, I would like someone chivalrous, but fun.”

The first cheerleader, named Aviva, said, “I want someone who’s just…sweet and romantic.”

“And strong. Strong enough to carry me around…and my things.” Deborah added, prompting the other girls to giggle.

“And when we put all of those together…we get someone like Genevieve. She’s…not a guy, but she’s beautiful. She’s sweet and romantic. Just look at how she treats Audrey. She cooks for her, holds doors open for her, and gazes at her like she’s the only one in the room.” Scarlet smiled and melted. “She’s fun, strong, chivalrous, sweet, and athletic…she’s the perfect package…” She happily sighed afterward, not noticing the princess hiding nearby.

“Oooh. Someone’s got it bad.” Monica smirked widely.

Scarlett smiled in a guilty manner. “I do. I really do, but she won’t look at me. She’s too caught up in Audrey. That’s such a waste since Audrey is too busy with her prince troubles. She’s never going to appreciate someone like Genevieve, but I would.” She pouted at the thought.

Aviva snorted at that. “And Ben only has half the manners Genevieve does.”

That causes laughter to bubble from the cheerleading squad once more.

“I know right? It’s like she’s…a queen or something.” Deborah said with a smirk.

“Yeah. She’s awesome. I just need her to talk to me.” Scarlett said as she gazed out onto the tourney field, watching Genevieve train.

Aviva followed Scarlett’s gaze, watching Genevieve as well. She had to admit Scarlett had a point. Eve was very attractive and she differed from the other VKs in many ways such as her etiquette and kind gestures. No doubt she’d be the kind to spoil her lovers rotten.

That’s…something she’d never thought she’d see in a VK.

As if she felt their stares, Genevieve looked over with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing her modified tourney attire which consisted of a blue and yellow jersey that accented her natural curves and tight shorts. She wore shimmering gold fingerless cooling sleeves on her arms while her knee length white socks complimented her yellow and gold cleats. She also wore all the necessary padding. It was just smaller and better fit to her more flexible stature.

The queen merely tilted her head, removing her helmet so that her ponytail could blow in the breeze.

Instead of dreamily sighing like the other cheerleaders thought she would, Scarlett gasped. “She’s looking at me! Ha! This is my chance!” The teen grinned before she began to wave Eve over.

“Easy, there. You don’t want to scare her away.” Aviva said in humor.

Scarlett pouted before she huffed and quickly tried to spruce up her appearance. “I know! I just-ugh!” She grumbled and huffed…before Genevieve walked over with a…

“Hi. Need anything?” Genevieve tilted her head at the cheerleaders…and Scarlett melted.

Any other kid would have approached her with an awful attempt at rizz and would have said, “What’s up?” or something to that degree. But Eve is greeting her with a simple hi and asking what was needed of her. Genevieve’s mannerisms even exceed her own knowledge…

Scarlett internally swooned at the thought.

Genevieve…merely stared at the swooning girl with a blink. “Erm…is Scarlett okay?” She asked the other cheerleaders, already knowing a few of them as Audrey’s associates.

Monica waved it off before she said, “Oh, she’s fine. She just wanted to ask if you wanted to have lunch with us sometime.” She said with a cool smile. “Isn’t that right, Scarlett?” She smirked a bit.

Scarlett blinked before she smiled and nodded. “Y-Yeah. That’s exactly what I was going to ask. So, how about it?” She smirked a bit and adjusted her stance, trying to show herself as attractive.

Genevieve shifted the ball in her fingers as she thought for a moment. “Hm. I appreciate the offer, but I must decline.”

“Aw. Whyyy?” Scarlett heavily pouted at that.

The queen shrugged before she answered. “I sit with my friends for lunch and breakfast.”

Scarlett looked over at her fellow cheerleaders. “Friends?” Her eyebrows furrowed, expecting them to have an answer for her.

“The Checkered Losers.” A cheerleader answered.

“Misfits.” Genevieve corrected. “And they’re actually cooler than you think.” She said with a small smirk.

“Really?” Scarlett…doubted that heavily, but she was so darn desperate for the girl’s attention that she said, “Okay. We’ll sit with you and your…misfits once. If they’re as cool as you say, we’ll sit there more often.” She smirked at the queen.

“Who said we wanted you to sit there?” Genevieve playfully challenged with a small smirk. “Too many people is a crowd.”

Scarlet smirked a bit more as she replied, “I’ve seen all those empty seats at your table. Surely there’s enough room for you guys and my girls and I.”

“We like the empty seats. They’re a symbol of independence.” Genevieve tossed the ball before catching it again. “But if you’re so eager, I suppose we can arrange a little spread for you all. We’ll be expecting you.” She playfully winked at Scarlett before she headed back to the field.

Scarlett…merely blushed as she melted once more. “Ah…wow. She’s so bold.” She said, watching the queen leave.

“Yeah. She’s bold and you’re crazy. I get you like Genevieve, but why do you have to drag us to club weirdo too.” Deborah pouted at that.

Scarlett deadpanned before she said, “It’s just this once. Sitting at the loser table won’t kill us. Think about it. Edge and Edana hardly give a damn about anybody and I get to talk to Eve.” She smiled once again.

“Well, yeah, but what will we be doing while you’re chatting up your crush?” Aviva tilted her head.

Scarlett glanced to the side. “Erm…not listening to “King Chad” blab about his fake crown?”

Aviva glanced at the other cheerleaders…before they all nodded at that. “Works for me. We'll keep each other busy.”

“Perfect!” The blonde giggled and grinned before she noticed Audrey approaching. Scarlette stood up and smiled at Audrey. “Hey, Audrey! Are you ready to start again?” She chirped, acting as if everything was normal.

Audrey, putting her thoughts aside for now, nodded and acted like she heard nothing. “Yep. Alright girls, let’s take it from the top.”

As for Genevieve, she texted Edana about the cheerleaders.

Almost immediately, Edana huffily texted, “You said WHAT?!”

Genevieve…completely expected this reaction. “Don’t worry yourself. I’ve got a plan that will wow them.”

“But what if-just going on a limb here-I don’t want to wow them?? Hmm???? Their kind is just the worst.”

Genevieve rolled her eyes at the text. “Edana, this isn’t war, this is highschool. If you want them to get off your back, sometimes you have to play along and put on a show.”

Edana didn’t want to admit it…but Eve had a point. It may not only get the popular crowd off her back, but also her mother since she thinks her youngest is a delusional weirdo.

Edana was so deep in thought that she forgot to text back.

So, Genevieve merely replied, “Don’t worry. I will tell you everything after my initiation tonight.”

Edana had almost forgotten about that. She had just dropped Mal off at the dorms and was planning on heading to her own. She regained a smile before she nodded and replied. “Ok.” With a thumbs up.

Oooooooo

It was Monday morning and Evie…had been keeping an eye on Genevieve. The so-called queen had been peeking over at the sketch Evie was drawing and it wasn’t your usual peek. It was a peek of curiosity…and then judgement.

It was relatively easy for Genevieve to see Evie’s work. Carlos sat by Jay, Jay sat between Carlos and Mal, Mal sat by Evie, and Evie sat between Mal and Genevieve. So, Genevieve had a clear view of the fine details Evie was adding to her sketched dress.

While Fairy Godmother droned on, scribbling on the large whiteboard, Eve just so happened to glance over only to make ANOTHER face at her work. That…was one grimace too many.

Evie finally huffed and turned to her look-alike. “What?! What, Genevieve?!” She sharply whispered with a twitch.

As if she was waiting for this, the Queen happily answered, “It’s…the design is…tolerable, but what’s up with that embroidery?” She leaned over to get a better view…only for her frown to deepen.

“Okay-first of all, it’s not finished. Second-it’s fine!” Evie huffed and scooted the paper away from the other girl in an attempt to keep sketching.

Genevieve deadpanned when the paper was no longer in view. She internally sighed. “That’s an elegant piece, a piece that could have so much potential with the right texture, but you give it a simple cross lace when it can look astounding with a chain lace.” She whispered in return.

Evie scoffed at that. “No way I am changing this to chain lace unless I want this dress to look aesthetically challenged…like some people.” She looked Genevieve over.

Genevieve glanced over her body suit, scarf, and small amount of jewelry. “There’s nothing wrong with this. It’s minimalist!”

“It’s tacky.” Evie quickly rebutted, prompting Genevieve to twitch.

The queen’s eyes squinted at the other girl. “Why you little…”

“Girls, please.” Fairy Godmother was turned to them with a pout. “No talking.”

Genevieve blinked before she said, “I wouldn’t be talking if someone wasn’t antagonizing my style of dress.” She pointedly looked at Evie.

Evie twitched once more before she said, “I wouldn’t be antagonizing your style of dress if you weren’t antagonizing my design!” She squinted her eyes at the queen.

The queen’s eyes squinted as well before she leaned forward. “Your design is ugly.”

Evie loudly gasped and placed a hand on her chest.

“And you know it!” Genevieve huffed at her double.

Evie gasped even louder…before she became one hundred percent pissed.

Evie glared and leaned forward, matching the queen’s glare. “It is not!” She snapped.

“Yes, it is!” Genevieve eagerly fired back.

“No, It is not!” Evie twitched once more.

“Is too!” As if she was looking in a mirror, Genevieve also twitched.

“IS NOT!” Evie was on the verge of snapping.

“Is too! Is too! Is too!” Genevieve yelled at the other girl…

…Before they both broke into an arguing fit.

Fairy Godmother looked so exhausted at the sight. “Oh, girls. Break it up.” She walked over to try and calm the two ‘siblings’.

Jay merely blinked at the…unfortunately normal sight. “Those two look more and more like siblings every day.” He said while Mal merely deadpanned at the two.

Well…Mal wasn’t complaining. This was more entertaining than hearing FG drone on about table manners…

Carlos agreed with Jay. “How many arguments have they had so far?” He glanced over at the taller boy.

“Four since this weekend and another one just this morning. This makes six.” Jay said with a nod.

Carlos blinked at that. “Huh. I forgot about this morning.”

Meanwhile, FG was finally able to calm the two girls down. They were both glaring daggers at each other as if their stares would shoot the other dead.

“Don’t forget what we went over in lesson two, girls. Always be kind no matter how high our tempers fly!” The fairy chirped. “Now, be kind sisters and apologize to each other.”

“Sorry.” Evie sharply spat, still glaring at Eve.

Eve happily returned the glare. “I’m sorry.” Her voice was drenched in venom.

“Very good girls.” FG smiled, not minding their tone and merely taking this as progress.

Once the fairy went back to teaching, Evie rolled her eyes and went back to her sketch. Once again, she caught Genevieve glancing over. This time, she was looking at Evie.

The queen looked her up and down. That was until she noticed Evie looking back up at her with a more than irritated expression.

To be honest, Evie intrigued Genevieve. This is the one who was supposed to be the Genevieve of this dimension yet…they are so different.

What was so different that it caused such a major contrast in their personalities, choice of foods, and even their style of dress? They were supposed to be the same person, no? Whatever it was….Genevieve wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

The queen huffed when Evie met her gaze. She merely glared, her eyes glowing briefly in her anger.

Evie didn’t look the slightest bit intimidated. Instead, the girl sent a stare so sharp that Genevieve could have sworn it had given her a papercut.

Genevieve rolled her eyes and broke their miniature staring contest. She had to admit that she was pretty impressed.

Oooooooooo

“She’s so….ugggh!” Evie huffed and groaned. “She’s so stuck up and snobbish. She thinks she knows everything! She’s-“

“You, Evie.” Carlos comically interjected. “She’s you. A different you, but you nonetheless.” The boy shrugged.

While Mal and Jay were elsewhere, Evie invited Carlos over. She found that she enjoyed his company. It was especially nice while she was trying to finish both her homework and Chad’s. So, there she was, scribbling away at her desk while Carlos lounged on her bed.

“Carlos, we are nothing alike! We’re two completely different people. We just so happen to have the same face.” Evie pouted before she glanced at Carlos and caught his deadpan.

That’s when the girl started to give examples. “Okay, look. I’m broke. She’s rich. I dress edgy. She dresses elegantly. I like plain apples. She likes candied ones-“

“Why?” Carlos asked out of sheer curiosity.

“Because I am scared of my mother.” Evie answered with a deadpan.

Carlos…shrugged in understanding. “Okay, continue.”

“My name is Evelyn. Her name is Genevieve.” She said, mocking its fanciness. “I have a parrot. She has a raven.” Evie gestured to a very pleased Othello, who was preening himself in his cage. “I say cross lace. She says chain lace. She’s a queen…and I’m not…”

Carlos looked up at that, hearing the slightest crack in her voice and the unmistakable shift of sadness in her tone. He frowned a bit as his eyebrows furrowed.

“I…Her story is preposterous. Other worlds-gods and goddesses…but there’s something about her. It’s in her eyes, the way she walks, the way she looks at everyone else. There’s authority there. It’s exactly what I see in my mother. It’s something that my mother always said that I will never perfect. It’s something that I’ve wanted my whole life…” Evie looked more and more crestfallen as she spoke.

Carlos listened for a bit longer…before he sighed. “…Evie, I know. I know how mean your mother can be, but it’s not Eve’s fault. If you ask me, Eve looks like she’s seen some shit too. If you talk to her, you might find that you two have more in common than you think.” He walked over and rubbed her back.

Evie snorted at that. “Yeah? Like what?”

Carlos looked up in thought. “Well…You’re both very stubborn.”

“Hey!” Evie fully turned to him with a full pout.

“You’re both huge divas. Oh, and you guys have the same pout.” Carlos…was now having fun. “You’re both sassy, have a temper, and you love birds. Despite the differences, you both like fashion, apples, and sweets. You both are also very strong minded and like biiiig luxurious houses with enough space for a…” Carlos gestured for her to finish.

Evie stared at him reluctantly…before she sighed. “…With a mother-in-law wing.” She mumbled and shook her head in acceptance. She supposed Carlos was right.

That prompted her to look over to her discarded sketch. She had run into a severe case of creator’s block and had run out of inspiration all together. She just…didn’t know how to take it any further…until…

Evie grabbed the picture and tilted her head to the side. In her mind’s eye, she imagined the dress with fine chain lace embroidery. That…opened up new horizons and ideas flowed once again like a river of thought. That’s when she realized something.

“Thanks, Carlos. You’re a real friend.” Evie abandoned both hers and Chad’s homework. She’ll finish it later. “…and I think I owe Genevieve an apology.” She sighed softly.

Carlos smiled a bit more. “Yeah. You don’t want a super powerful witch to stay mad at you.” He jokingly said.

Evie rolled her eyes in humor, grabbing her sketchbook before turning to leave the room. “Fine. Then, I'll apologize to her now. Do me a solid and feed Othello before you leave!” She shouted before she quickly left the room.

“You got it!” Carlos called after her.

The parrot, who looked exactly like his father Iago, whistled before he smiled. “Crackers please!” He said, shaking out his newly cleaned feathers.

Carlos chuckled at that before he said, “You got it, little buddy.”

Meanwhile, Evie searched nearly the entire campus for her doppelganger and she didn’t even get a glance of her. Evie wasn’t exactly surprised at this. School was technically still going on. She merely told her friends to cover for her as she was no longer in the mood to attend. Whether her instructors liked it or not, she was taking the rest of the day as a sick day.

All that to say, Genevieve should be in class. Meaning, this was a fruitless search.

Evie sighed at that, losing her drive to find the other girl. “I can probably catch her later, but later she’ll have tourney. Then, after tourney, she’ll run off with her friends or go and hide in her dorm.” The dorm she shared with Audrey…who she was terribly trying to avoid.

The bluenette sighed at that, turning in the empty halls to return to her dorm…before something outside caught her eye.

A bit of blue hair blowing in the breeze. That hair belonged to a girl sitting on a bench, peacefully reading under the shade of an overhang.

Evie perked up at that and quickly made her way to the nearest exit.

The closer she got to the other girl, the more she subtly took notice of all the flowers in the area. Well, Auradonians sure did love their flowers. She got closer and closer…until the girl turned and looked directly at her.

It’s as if she could sense Evie coming. That prompted Evie to pause, glancing down at her sketchbook.

The girl she had found was definitely Genevieve. The queen looked at her expectantly, placing her book to the side. She didn’t look particularly angry. She merely looked curious and peaceful, yet she was ready to become defensive if need be.

Evie decided to put an end to the silence by saying, “Earlier Carlos was trying to convince me that we had a lot in common. I didn’t believe him at first, but seeing as though we both decided to skip the rest of our classes at the same time shows that he may have a point.” She offered a small, amused smile.

Genevieve was about to reply…until she hummed and nodded. After a few more moments passed, she asked, “So, why are you here?”

Evie sighed and looked down. “I came to…apologize to you, Genevieve. I haven’t been right towards you.” She said with a light frown.

The queen looked away before she said, “I suppose I haven’t been behaving myself either. Sometimes I feel like my vacation is just as stressful as staying home.” She pouted at that.

However, she did scoot over and allow Evie to sit beside her.

Evie happily sat down before she hummed. “I get that. This place is full of rules.”

“I forgot just how strict they are. When I came into power, I got rid of more than half of these rules and my kingdom. You can really live without them.” Genevieve pouted even more.

“You’re telling me.” Evie dryly replied before she looked at Genevieve with a light hum. “So, you’re actually a queen?” She looked at Eve with curiosity in her eyes.

“What gave it away? My charming exterior or me actually saying I am a queen?” Genevieve asked in amusement.

Evie rolled her eyes. “Yeah-I didn’t believe you, okay? Your story is…”

“How come you believe me now?” Genevieve merely raised a delicate eyebrow.

“It’s your…It’s…” Evie sighed, her words dying in her throat as she looked back at the queen. “There’s just something about you. It screams Queen and I would kill to have that going for me. I tried to get my mother to teach it, but she practically disowned me before this stupid wand business came along.”

Genevieve merely became more interested. “And…you wish for me to teach you? You want me to teach you how to…be like me?” Her eyebrows furrowed at that.

“Yes.” Evie smiled slightly. “And, in exchange, I’ll put endless research into some activities around Auradon. If I find something fun, we can go there, and check them out after school. That way, your vacation will feel more like a vacation.” She nodded at the other girl.

Genevieve really had to think that one over. She hasn’t had much genuine fun lately, not nearly as much as she hoped and she had already been in this world for about a week. “Hmm. Deal…but only if you swear to take this seriously and do exactly as I say, during your lessons at least.” She nodded as well.

Evie smiled a bit at that. “Alright. Deal.”

After a bit of a comfortable silence, Evie pulled out her sketchbook. She turned to the picture she had been working on and said, “Well, I tried the chain lace and it didn’t look terrible…”

“Oh?” Genevieve smirked at that.

“Oh hush. Here’s how it looks with the lace and I was wondering if you had any more ideas. Especially for the sleeves.” Evie tapped her chin before she looked at Genevieve with a tilted head. “I was thinking about a translucent fabric taking the place of the sleeves and wrapping it around like a scarf?”

Genevieve glanced over everything before she smiled a bit. “Yeah, I can see that. Perhaps instead of wrapping it around, you can make it apart of the bust, make it tease the cleavage, then have it whirl around to the sleeves.”

Evie’s eyes widened as she imagined what Genevieve was saying. “That is…gorgeous! Yes, and then I can make it longer so it can catch the breeze-“

“And make it a sparkling fabric so it can glisten.” Genevieve smiled wider.

The two girls looked up at the same time, catching each other’s gaze. As green met honey they realized that they might be more alike than they thought.

As soon as the realization settled in, they made themselves comfortable. They decorated the sketch with elaborate designs while thoughts of returning to class faded into the background.

 

*********

25 Years Earlier

Torture. This was the true definition of torture. Everyday she wakes up she would have rather remained dead.

The woman stared at herself in a large but extremely cracked mirror, the darkness of her abode perfectly reflecting her emotions within. She looked borderline anorexic and her eyes were sunken in. Her hood wasn’t on, prompting her long black hair to cascade down her back and her robes were tied messily.

Memories of her past came and went. They zipped around in her psyche like the winds of a hurricane. They created a constant groaning within her, a groan that revisited her every single day she was forced to be alive.

She remembers everything. Her father’s abuse and torment, calling her ugly every chance he got. She turned on her best friend and threw her out of the kingdom. She broke the one promise she made to herself since she had come into power.

She turned on her precious daughter. She told herself that she would never treat Snow as her father treated her…and look at what she did.

Memories continued to replay in her mind. The news of her beloved husband’s death. His three troublesome cousins bullying Snow. The so-called gifts that she had been given during her darkest times. The truth about her origin…

The woman growled loudly before her fist harshly met the mirror as she had done many times before. Shards of glass fell, adding to the collection on the worn carpet.

The images had become too painful, the truth creating a burning inside her that made her look rabid.

“They set me up…I should have…UGHHH!” The woman loudly growled as she shook with rage.

Glowing green eyes stared back at her in the remaining fragments of the mirror. If it were up to her, she’d never look at her reflection ever again. It made her sick.

Instead, she brought her lifeless gaze to her bleeding knuckles.

She remembered when her soul was trapped within the mirror and she had told Snow that she loved her. Snow, that girl so pure. She couldn’t bring herself to hate her for reasons that the woman couldn’t fathom. Oh, if only she was able to tell the whole truth. When your soul is bound to a curse, you can only do so much. She could only tell her if Snow asked and she probably didn’t ask because it was all too painful for her.

Meanwhile, The Evil Queen didn’t get to rest in peace. She didn’t deserve it. Not after how she acted. She should have known better. Over and over again these thoughts plagued her.

And as soon as Hades had brought her back to life, her mind was free from the corrupting potion’s control. There was no one there to make her feel worthless. She was…cured.

But no one believed her. No one believed she was the victim. No one believed that she was abused her entire life. No one believed that she truly loved her step-daughter. They merely casted her away to hell on Earth with truly wicked people and she had to play her part to survive.

If it had been up to her, she would have put herself out of her misery a long time ago. The only reason she’s alive is because-

A terrified shriek echoed throughout the still quiet of the castle. The shriek sounded like it was from a baby and that baby…was most likely scared silly from all of the noise the former queen had been making.

Then, and only then did the woman seem to awaken from her depression. For a moment, at least.

The woman sighed at that before she took a bit of time to wrap her busted knuckles. After that, she made her way out of her bedroom and walked into the nursery next door.

The former queen looked around for any sign of an intruder before she calmly approached the makeshift crib. That’s when she deadpanned at the sight of the raging blue haired baby.

The simple gown the child wore seemed to be hand sown and the same could be said about her matching mittens and footies. She seemed to be fearful…but also angry at what had made her afraid despite not even knowing what it was. That’s why the baby was both wailing in fear while delivering powerful kicks to the side of her crib.

The woman watched the child flail for a bit more before she picked the child up and cradled her in her arms.

The twelve month old recognized her mother. Her cries died down, whimpers taking their place along with a look that said, “What took you so long?”

The woman lightly smirked, almost scoffing at the pout the child was giving her.

This baby was the result of Hades stopping by her castle in pure desperation. His alcohol stores were dry and he was aware that the former queen had a few spirits. She had great knowledge when it came to chemistry…meaning she knew how to work with what she had. The familiar process of fermentation was simple and was only a waiting game for her. Whenever she collected all of the right ingredients, she worked on new batches.

Not only had that become a way for her to…escape her troubles, but there were a lot of people on the Isle who wanted a good escape too. It became her latest business venture.

Anyway, the god wanted a few of her more aged batches. At that point in life, she was in one of her more depressed moods and wanted a bottle or two for herself. She invited him inside and-

You can see where that went.

The baby sniffed as she buried her face in her mother’s robe.

Thankfully, children don’t normally judge you for smelling. She hadn’t bathed in like…two days due to how catastrophic her mental anguish was on her body. She hardly had energy to do anything, even eat. The only reason she’s attempting to feed herself is because Hades really cares for this baby.

She wanted to abort it. There was no way she could care for a child. She could hardly care for herself.

After many sour words and threats, Hades convinced her to keep the child and that he would provide the former queen with the support she needed to sustain the child. Since she needed to lactate for the baby. He made her eat. Since he was a god and didn’t necessarily need food, he gave his rations to her.

In the beginning, he sat in front of her and growled at her if he didn’t see her consistently taking bites. He was well aware that the former queen would rather starve to death than to be alive and he was…fine with that. However, if she was dead, who was going to feed the baby? This baby was the first ray of sunshine he had in a while and he was going to do anything to keep her alive even if he had to shove food into the woman’s mouth.

…And that is exactly what he did.

The former queen remembered when she first began breast feeding the child. It was such a chore since she kept biting. It was a god send when Hades managed to find a bottle or two with a half working breast pump. No matter how long the process was, it was better than getting bitten by a hangry baby.

The baby babbled, grabbing at her mother’s oily hair.

The woman looked over the baby’s features once again taking note of her blue hair, fair skin, and green eyes. She was beautiful and she definitely had the potential of being the fairest of them all.

The woman seemed humored at that thought. However, one of the hard lessons she’d learned was that beauty wasn’t everything.

That was when she heard a knock on the door. It echoed through the lifeless castle, prompting the woman to tilt her head and hurry down to the first floor.

Who could it have been? A new buyer? A potential customer? A distraction so someone could look around to see what they could steal?

The former queen deadpanned at the latter thought before she carefully and slowly opened the door.

Her eyes glowed, looking menacing if needed. Instead of seeing a person…she found a note in their place.

The woman blinked, picking up the note, and hurriedly closing and locking the door in case it was still a trap.

The baby merely yawned in her arms, relaxing and falling asleep.

She didn’t care what happened to her. She could not let anything happen to this baby.

Hades would kill her, but most importantly…the little bundle of joy was kind of contagious. The baby was happy. Happy and completely oblivious to the hell she had been born into. Her joy was infectious and, despite not liking her at first, the former queen found that she eventually needed that daily dose of joy. There was no way in hell that she would want this sort of future for a child of hers, though. Condemned to a trash island full of criminals forever. What a life.

No, she had to get out of here somehow, but what could she do? She was powerless as long as that barrier stood.

Temporarily putting her thoughts aside, she opened the letter…and deadpanned at what she read.

“Hey, Queenie. You better be taking good care of my fucking baby! Don’t worry about food this weekend. Hecate said she’s gonna sneak over some good stuff. Come to my place Saturday to pick it up if you know what’s good for ya.”

P.S. TAKE CARE OF MY FUCKING BABY!! And take a damned shower. You stink! ~Love, Hades

The woman shook her head at the god before she looked down at said baby. She hadn’t even given her a name yet! Every time she thought about it, she was overwhelmed, especially considering her current mental state.

She had never been good at names. She had never had the honor of naming snow and she had forsaken her own name, wanting to discard the memories of her past life. She merely had started going by Queen.

The woman, now called Queen, walked over and carefully sat down on a dusty couch. She hummed to herself as she looked over the child. She pondered over dreams of escaping. Her and her baby…

That’s when something just…clicked. Hades, Hecate, this baby….

That’s it! She’ll train this baby. She’ll invest everything in her. She’ll give everything and hopefully it will be enough for her to become strong enough to free HERSELF from this awful place. This child may not ever come back for her, but Queen wouldn’t care.

She needed this. The whole time she had been on this Isle, she and everyone else had been telling her she was a bad person. Maybe if she raises this child right, she can be the one to tell her that she isn’t the monster she feels she is. Maybe this baby will love her enough to get her off this dreadful place too?

A fire lit within the pit of Queen’s soul. A fire that she hadn’t felt in a long time. A fire that she didn’t know could ever be lit again.

She will love this baby just like she loved her precious Snow White. Maybe even more?

And with the birth and acceptance of this baby…she now feels alive.

“Eve…” Queen mumbled to the sleeping baby. “Your name is Eve…because you have given me a reason to live, little one.” She gave the child a broken smile as tears welled up in her eyes.

But she always did love luxury…

“Eve is…a little short, though.” She thought, thinking of a more…dignified version of the name.

That’s when she smiled. “Ah, Genevieve.” The former Queen brought the child close, fully relaxing on the couch. “My little princess.”

As soon as she said this, one of the clouds in the sky shifted, allowing the smallest bit of sunlight to enter into the scum covered castle windows.

Chapter Text

Tuesday started like any other day for Genevieve. She had peaceful dreams about her favorite princess, woke up with a light yawn, and gazed at Audrey’s beauty, surrounded by a pink light.

The queen stared at the princess as her irises took on a pink coloring…before she gave herself a harsh slap to the face and growled. “Ughh! This is the worst.” She grumbled to herself.

And whether she wanted to do it or not, she had to tell Audrey what was going on. After all, it could jeopardize her entire plan.

So, she turned to the princess once more, nearly holding her breath as her eyes almost turned pink again. “…Audrey, we need to talk.” Genevieve said with a neutral expression.

Audrey glanced at her then folded her arms. “This better not be about my makeup, some of the bottles were moved.” She looked suspiciously at the other girl.

Genevieve deadpanned heavily at the princess. “No, this is not about your makeup. You’re not even my shade.” She folded her arms.

“You don’t need to be my shade to use my mascara.” Audrey sassily replied.

“Oh, please. This is about more than makeup, her royal prissiness.” Genevieve sneakily replied. “I’m going to be as straightforward as possible. I’m in love with you. You’re sexy, but the only reason I love you is because a bubble popped me in the chem lab. I mean you’re clearly not my caliber and don’t fit my qualifications of a competent partner. But I am forced to want to like you because…I spelled myself.” The queen said with annoyance.

Audrey made a face at that before she slowly smirked…and began laughing. “Y-You seriously spelled yourself?” She asked, then laughed some more. “Caliber? Competent? I think you’re the incompetent one if you spelled yourself!” She continued laughing with a wide smile, finding the whole situation hilarious. “Seriously, what kind of villain spells herself?!”

Genevieve deadpanned heavily at the princess, looking less than impressed. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh if you will. If you had the week I’ve had you’d be fucking up your spells too.” She stood before she waved on her outfit with her magic, making up the couch as well. “And no. You are not good enough for me.” She said as she summoned her mirror to look herself over.

“It’s okay, I’m not interested in your type anyway.” Audrey calmed down and smirked. “I like people who don’t fail simple science experiments, or I suppose magic experiments, and aren’t plotting to take over the world, destroy a rival or just some very cliche evil scheme.” She shrugged then turned away to do something else. “Cliche villains are so boring.”

Genevieve merely rolled her eyes at that. “Been there. Done that. I hate to agree with you, but it does get quite boring. Listen to me closely. I’m really not who you think I am.”

Audrey lazily looked at her. “What? Are you faking your age? You do look old for a high school student.” She said then looked back at her mirror. “You should invest in some fine line cream.”

Genevieve snorted at that. “In this dimension, we are the same age, smarty pants. I am in your dimension and if you were in mine, you would become my age.” She said with light humor. “If you haven’t put the pieces together by now, you might just be as “incompetent” as me.”

Audrey tapped her chin and thought about it…before she grabbed a skin care product. “So you’re actually an old lady masquerading as a teenager. Here, you need my retinol more than me.” She casually said and held it out. “Forehead first, you have a fine line peeking through.”

Genevieve deadpanned once again before she swiped it. “I’m twenty-two, and I am not “old” here…unfortunately. I need alcohol….and a good night club.” She rolled her eyes and went over to a mirror.

“And you need to stress less. I know a girl in AP math that already has gray hairs. Gray hairs in highschool. Can you imagine that?” Audrey looked rather horrified at the notion.

“Ew.” Genevieve’s nose scrunched at the thought before she began to apply the retinol. “I am supposed to be on vacation so I can stress less, but Hecate…” She took a moment to twitch and take a few deep breaths. “Okay, starting from the top. I’ve already taken over my Auradon, but being Queen is terribly stressful. I would be on a tropical island right now, but Hecate was messing with me and sent me here. Meaning I really don’t give a shit about taking over Auradon. I just want to vibe.”

“Huh, have you ever thought about just going up north? I go on vacation at the bay, in the enchanted forest, past the wall. The vacation at Agrabah was hot but I got the best tan.” Audrey waved her hand with a smile.

“I would love to, but I can’t because of the stupid spell. I have to create an antidote and then we can go our separate ways.” Genevieve said…before she pursed her lips and glanced at Audrey. “That and I made a promise to help you. I…know what happens in the future and…things don’t look too bright for you.” She said with a quieter voice.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Audrey scrunched her face up at that in confusion.

“I…remember specifically that Ben dumped you on the tourney field after some kind of game.” Genevieve shrugged at that. “He sang a super corny song about it too. It was terrible.”

Audrey stared at her then looked away silently, conflicted and still confused.

Genevieve glanced at her once more…before she silently groaned. She took a couple steps toward the princess, cursing the day that bubble popped her in the lab, before she said, “…But this time, you have a secret weapon, me. My dimension is older than yours. I know everything that will happen. I can make sure that Mal’s spell is broken before things get real.” She smirked a bit at that.

“Well…if the things you say are true, then I suppose you sticking around could be…beneficial.” Audrey sighed and made a face. “But try not to worship me so much, it’s obvious what you did.”

Genevieve…stared at Audrey with a dreamy expression…before she slapped herself again. “…I’ll see what I can do.” She blinked at that. “Unfortunately, I think I will still have my moments.”

“I know.” Audrey sighed dramatically before she stood. “Oh, I’m going to Sephora later, you wanna come?” She then comically flashed her credit card. “I have money.” She teased, knowing the combination of makeup and unlimited spending would get her.

Genevieve raised an eyebrow at that. “…You’re inviting me? A VK?” She smirked a bit even though she seemed happy to attend.

“I’m inviting someone who knows makeup. Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to shop with people who only tell you yes? I ask if the eyeshadow looks good on me, they just say yes. But it wasn’t even my season, they just said yes because my parents told them to.” Audrey huffed and shook her head.

Genevieve’s smirk widened before she nodded. “Alright. As long as I don’t have to deal with a fat fairy breathing down my neck…and we’re taking my car.”

“Works for me.” Audrey smirked as well.

“Hm. Okay. We probably should eat something first. Do you want me to cook something for your special diet?” Genevieve playfully said.

Audrey pouted at her comment. "I suppose, if you're offering."

The queen merely smirked wider at that. “…You like my cooking.” She stated as she moved into the kitchen.

"I didn't say that." The princess comically twitched and followed her.

“If you didn’t like my cooking, you would have told me a loooong time ago.” Genevieve teased Audrey with a satisfied expression, preparing her ingredients.

Audrey blinked then pouted, but didn't argue back.

The queen merely snickered to herself. After that, she allowed Audrey to watch her prepare a well balanced breakfast. Genevieve smiled to herself as the pan fry came together perfectly and happily gave Audrey a serving.

“And…done. For my princess.” Genevieve teased with a humored expression. However…her eyes weren’t pink this time.

Audrey nodded her thanks and took the plate. "Thank you."

Genevieve nodded in return. “So, when are we going to Sephora? I have tourney practice at four.” That’s when she blinked. “Oh, yeah. I made the team.”

"Hm, well you'll be sweaty after tourney. We can either go this evening and use my pass to get back in if we're past curfew, or we could go before." Audrey said, then paused to eat.

“Hm. Depends. Are you ready for a good time since I know quite a few hotspots around here.” Genevieve replied, making her a plate as well.

"What kind of hotspots?" Audrey looked amused at that.

Genevieve looked up in thought before she said, “Fairs, parades, family friendly community events…clubs.” She smirked at the last part, clearly teasing the princess. “I even know a place where you can eat and have drinks served while you salsa dance.”

"Just because you're secretly legal doesn't mean I am." Audrey said dryly.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t get you in.” Genevieve -said with her usually mischievous expression.

"Are you talking illegal means to…getting into a club?" Audrey comically whispered.

Genevieve giggled at her whisper before she replied, “Let’s just say I know how to get what I want. The real question is…do you want to come with me?” She smirked wider.

Audrey squinted at her before she sighed. "Fine. But I'm blaming you if we get caught."

“Deal.” The Queen seemed even more amused at that.

Ooooooo

Chad was extremely huffy. He expected to come to lunch, sit at his table, and enjoy the company of his jock friends and hot cheerleaders. Turns out, he got none of those things.

Why?

Well, for one, the cheerleaders were sitting at the, normally empty, Checkered Misfit’s table. And they were actually having fun! Edge was playing music, DJing and playing around with his turntables, Edana was teaching the cheerleaders how to “properly” cheat on their homework, and Genevieve brought a multitude of pizza boxes from an Italian restaurant down the way.

All of that combined was enough to make even the jocks leave Chad’s table and join them.

At least Audrey was with him…but he was still very very pouty.

“Ugh what is happening?! They’d rather hang out with them than me?!” Chad huffily said with a slight twitch. He picked at his broccoli before continuing his rant. “Why is everyone so…obsessed with that VK?!” He huffed while Genevieve, who was currently playing poker with the jocks, shuffled the deck with a small smirk.

"I don't know." Audrey rolled her eyes, focusing more on her food.

“Me neither, but I damn well know it’s annoying. She’s taking all my womeeen!” Chad comically whined, casting a longing glance at the table, twitching as Scarlett hugged Genevieve from behind.

Audrey glanced over then shot him a look, clearly knowing many of those girls weren't even interested in him.

Chad knew that look all too well…and it only deepened his pout. “They’re into me. I know they are. Well, at least they were until Genevieve came along. That’s all they talk about these days. Same with the jocks. I mean, yeah, a girl somehow made their way onto the team-get over it!” He folded his arms in a child-like manner, not noticing Audrey’s dry expression or the queen who had managed to free herself.

While Chad continued to rant, Genevieve politely excused herself upon seeing Audrey sitting at the practically vacant table. Her brain started warring with itself, something that had quickly become the norm and it all ended with her smiling at Scarlett and the jocks and telling the them to give her a minute. It wasn’t like they didn’t already know what was up when they saw her walking toward Audrey’s table.

That’s why Genevieve didn’t mind walking over and tapping the princess on the shoulder. “Hey. You…probably didn’t hear, but I invited all of the cheerleaders to come over and sit with us today, including the cheer captaiiin~” She said in a sing-song voice.

"I saw." Audrey replied while purposely ignoring Chad.

“So, what are you doing over here? I saved you a seat and you told me how you felt about pizza, so you have a filling avocado salad with your name on it.” Eve happily said, glancing at the table.

"The other cheerleaders are a bit…much at the moment." She sweatdropped seeing the other girls.

“What do you mean? They’re totally fine.” Genevieve said, not noticing how they were looking at her. Unfortunately, she was completely and totally dense when it came to these things.

"They definitely are not." Audrey comically said.

Genevieve tilted her head before she looked back at the cheerleaders. Despite all of the flirtatious expressions, the queen shook her head and said, “Nope. Still don’t see anything suspicious.”

Chad comically twitched at that. “I’m starting to think she’s blind.”

"I am not disagreeing with you for once." Audrey said with halved eyes.

“I’m sorry. I don’t understand.” Genevieve said with furrowed eyebrows.

That’s when Chad stood up with a long and exasperated sigh. “The cheerleaders think you’re hot, moron.” He wore a rather bitter expression as he said it.

Genevieve blinked…before she chuckled. “Haha. That’s ridiculous. There’s no way I’m their type.” She shook her head in humor.

"Well, they certainly aren't into men." Audrey remarked, clearly a jab at Chad.

Chad heavily and rather comically twitched at that. “Hey, you have no proof of that…but if that is the slightest bit true, it’s her fault! None of this happened before she snuck her way into Auradon.” He huffily said.

Eve merely raised an eyebrow at that. “Are you accusing me of turning a bunch of cheerleaders gay? Wow, that is really high praise.” She smirked widely at that.

"There's not much to offer for straight women here." Audrey quipped at that. "A lot of girls are into bad boys…or just boys on a motorcycle." She shrugged a bit.

Genevieve snorted at that.

“Pfft. I can get a motorcycle.” Chad grumbled to himself, prompting Genevieve to break out into a full on laughter.

That’s when a few of said cheerleaders made their way over, most likely overtaken by their curiosity and mischievous nature.

Aviva pouted before she asked, “Genevieve, when are you going to come over and finish the poker game? I want to see how it ends.” She said, folding her arms.

“I’m gonna win.” Genevieve mumbled to them with a large smirk. “I have a killer hand. I was just informing Audrey that she can sit with us-“

“No!” Scarlett comically exclaimed…before she saw everyone looking at her and said, “I mean-no way-who didn’t tell Audrey that she was invited?!” She looked at her fellow cheerleaders for help.

Monica glanced at Aviva and they both shared knowing expressions.

After that, Monica said, “Whoops.”

“Must have slipped my mind.” Aviva shrugged at that. “My bad E.”

“E?” Genevieve raised her eyebrow at the nickname, before she turned to Audrey with a smile. “Hey! I think I’m popular!” That alone made the cheerleaders start giggling again.

“And blind. Still blind.” A very depressed Chad grumbled.

“Anyway, c’mon. You don’t have to sit by them. You can sit by me.” Genevieve turned her attention back to Audrey.

Audrey merely squinted at Scarlett for a few moments before she clicked her tongue. "I don't know…I had a question on my biology homework. I can't waste precious time around…people who won't help." She smirked slightly then stood up. "I don't want to be distracted, you understand, right?" She looked at Genevieve with a head tilt.

Genevieve merely glanced away before she sighed. “I understand. I’ll keep your salad warm for you.”

Then, she thought about what she said, “Wait, no. That’s gross. I’ll keep it cold for you. I’ll store it in our fridge.” Genevieve regained her smile as her eyes gained a slightly pink tint while Scarlett tried to hide her annoyance.

"Thank you." Audrey hummed and nodded. "Perhaps I could enjoy it later with you, when there's less trouble." She tilted her head.

Chad…as well as everyone else who was listening, stared in surprise.

“You’re gonna hang out…with Genevieve..? You‘re kidding, right?” Chad asked with a raised eyebrow.

"What was that? You understand my biology homework?" She turned on him with a rather…innocent smile. "Let me just get it out-" She reached for her bag, clearly intending to subject him to a mind-numbing topic.

“No-no! I’m good!” Chad shivered in fear as soon as he got a glimpse of the page’s content.

As for Genevieve, she tilted her head and teleported it into her hand. “Huh…Oh, this? This is basic biochemistry. It’s like ABC’s to us alchemists. I can help you with it, if you like.” She said as she glanced over its contents.

"Hm, that would be more convenient than going to my teacher." Audrey considered with a thoughtful look.

“And I’m happy to help. You can consider it an apology for giving you the run around when I first arrived.” Genevieve lightly chuckled before she continued. “I’m just…surprised. I wouldn’t have guessed that someone as intelligent as you are would struggle with this.” Her eyes flashed pink as Chad twitched.

“I think I’m gonna be sick.” Chad merely grumbled to himself.

"The bathroom is in the hall." Audrey replied then looked at Genevieve. "I have my academic strengths and weaknesses."

While Chad comically deadpanned, Genevieve tilted her head. “Yeah? Hm. Perhaps I can help fill some of those gaps.” Her pink eyes only grew more vibrant as her smile turned into a flirtatious smirk.

Scarlett, who could no longer remain silent, rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t worry about Audrey’s homework. She’s got a tutor for every class. What you should be worried about is the tourney game tomorrow.” She nodded before she hugged Genevieve from behind again.

That’s when Genevieve blinked out of her magical haze. “Huh. I do have that game tomorrow. I might have to look over the play book…” She looked up in thought as the pink disappeared from her eyes.

"It won't take long." Audrey told her with a small shrug. "It's just a small word problem, and Scarlett should go practice her own things." She cheerfully said, though she comically had quite the…dark aura around her. "Otherwise her captain will have words with her."

Scarlett’s mouth fell open at that.

A few “ooh’s” were heard as well.

After a few more whispers, Scarlett squinted before she put on a faux smile. “But I already practiced everything. You can ask Eve. I told her I wanted no interruptions so we could hang out. Right, Eve?”

Genevieve shrugged at that. “I didn’t think it was possible to clear a schedule so fast. You are quite the hard worker.” She looked back at Scarlett.

“Thank you.” Scarlett smirked a bit at that.

Audrey hummed at the before she smiled again. "I see, you practiced fast, hmm?" She tapped her chin before her eyes narrowed. "That must mean your practice was rushed. Shoddy. Poor." She then clapped her hands. "Therefore, Miss Scarlett, I hereby say…double it, hun." She whispered out the last part. "Go, or you have to tell mommy and daddy why captain took your pom-poms."

Scarlett blinked…before she slowly nodded, gaining a glint in her eyes. “Alright, your majesty. Oh, but before I go.” She happily skipped to her backpack…before she returned with a decorated box. “I gotcha somethin’.” She presented it to Genevieve.

Genevieve blinked as she perked up a bit. “Hm?” She eagerly opened the box…before she pulled out…a heart covered candied apple. “…You made me a candied apple?” She asked with a softer smile before she happily took a bite.

“Yeah. I saw that apple stream and decided to make one of my own. I really liked the one you made for Audrey. You know, the one she turned down? So, I wanted to make one and give it to my new girlfriend.” Scarlett happily and rather confidently said.

Genevieve blinked at that, completely taken off guard. “N-New girlfriend?” She asked with a partially full mouth, still chewing the apple.

“Yes, you are. Later, bae!” Scarlett merely replied before she fled the scene with a large grin.

"RUN TWO MILES OR YOU'RE OUT!" Audrey called after her, scoffing softly. She glanced at the other girls with a look that made them jump. "Make sure she does it…or I'll be cleaning house."

Monica nervously chuckled a bit before she said, “Will do, princess. C’mon, girls.” She nodded…before they quickly sped off as well.

The jocks were just as bad as the cheerleaders. They dispersed, walking away with smirks as they whispered.

As for Genevieve, she merely stared in the direction in which they left with a comically dumbfounded expression. The only thing she could bring herself to do at the moment was take another bite of her apple.

After gathering their belongings, Edana and Edge merely walked up…with large smirks on their faces.

“Way to go, Casanova.” Edge widely smirked at her…while Genevieve’s face gained a very red tint.

Audrey muttered something under her breath before glancing at Genevieve. "...People like Scarlett have no boundaries. If you keep letting her move all over you, you'll wind up engaged and at a 2000-person wedding." She placed her hand on her hip. "And divorce is so hard here, happy endings and all."

“Or…you could end up with a baby in about…a year from now?” Edana said as she did a rough estimate.

Genevieve nearly choked. She twitched before she glared at Edana. “Wha-We’re both female!”

“We don’t put anything past your abilities, Eve.” Edge comically said, prompting Edana to nod and for Genevieve’s face to become even redder.

"Tch…Or the crazy woman would go to fairies." Audrey said as if it were obvious. "Just because FG hung up her wand doesn't mean the ones in the forest did. She'd baby trap you through magic, marry you, and divorce couldn't happen because of the strict divorce laws." She tapped her foot. "I should run her ragged." Again came that dark aura that was practically coming off her in waves. "Two miles might not be enough for a slacker."

“Oooh…” Edana watched Audrey as her eyes comically sparkled. “Whatever dark, voodoo look in your eye that you have right now-I want it!” She happily said.

…Before Genevieve groaned and asked, “What is going on…and when did you start caring?” She raised an eyebrow at Audrey.

“That’s a good question.” Chad raised an eyebrow as well.

"I care enough to know that snuggling up to a girl like Scarlett won't turn out pretty. She's better suited for someone who needs constant reassurance and ego petting." Audrey said, then looked at Chad.

Chad blinked…before he huffed. “Hey!” He heavily pouted at that.

“Wait…that means…you care about me..?” Genevieve asked Audrey in surprise…before she smirked a bit. “I’m growing on you, aren’t I?”

Audrey blinked a few times then looked away. "When did I say that?" She asked, though her voice was noticeably softer.

Genevieve merely smiled wider at that. “Awww, I care about you too, princess.” For once, she didn’t tease and her eyes weren’t pink from the spell. Her words were genuine.

Edana merely smirked and happily interrupted their moment. “Don’t forget to invite us to the royal wedding.” She quipped as Edge snickered.

"Oi." Audrey huffed softly with a red tint to her cheeks. "I won't invite anyone who…isn't dressed well enough." She sassily said, flipping her hair.

“Ohhh, so there is going to be a wedding?” Edana teased further, prompting Edge to snicker even more.

Genevieve’s hair comically lit on fire. “I…think it’s time for me to go read that playbook now…get some more practice in…before class…” She said as she twitched, rubbed her reddened cheeks, and then started to pat down the flames.

Audrey blinked then sighed. "I suppose I'll go see the teacher about my homework question." She said, reaching for her bag. "Shoo, you two." She comically waved her hand at Edana and Edge.

“Alright. Alright. We’re going.” Edana chuckled before she and Edge headed elsewhere. “See ya, Eve!”

When they were gone, Genevieve glanced at Audrey…before she smiled. “Eh, what the hell? I’ll help you. It’s not like they’ll put me in anyway.” She shrugged lightly.

Audrey looked at her then offered her a small smile. "Alright, thanks."

Genevieve smiled and offered her arm to the princess. “Anytime, Princess. Now, I shall escort you to an area more suitable.” She said, mimicking a proper tone.

As they walked away, Chad watched them leave with a heavy deadpan. “Right. And I’ll just be here, then. By myself.” The boy continued to talk to no one…before he sighed.

Ooooooo

A few hours later, Genevieve had truly held her end of the bargain. The two found themselves inside a rather expensive nightclub at the edge of town. Genevieve merely walked in with a pleased expression, not minding the loud music and the dim lighting. However, she did reach over and place Audrey’s thick sunglasses on her forehead.

“Told you I could get us in. Also, you don’t have to wear these anymore. It’s too dark for people to know who you are.” Genevieve said with a shrug. “That or they’re too drunk.”

"Are you sure?" Audrey looked at her then at her surroundings.

“Yeah. You’re fine. Let’s go get a seat.” Genevieve said casually before she made her way to a table. Once she got there, she sighed happily. “Man, I could go for some champagne right about now.”

Audrey looked at her dryly and sat down. "I'm not drinking."

“I didn’t plan on sharing.” Genevieve gained a humored expression before she said, “You would probably like the stuff at the bar. Make sure you ask for a virgin beverage, though.” She winked at the princess before she glanced at a menu.

"I-I'm not going to the bar." Audrey said and comically shoved her face in her menu.

“What? The virgin drinks rock.” Genevieve said with amusement…before she noticed a server passing by.

“Oh, excuse me! Get me a glass of champagne, please? Thanks!” The queen smiled at the person before looking at the menu again. “What? Are you scared?” She glanced up at Audrey.

"Me? Scared?" Audrey huffed at her then ducked her face down again when someone looked over. "Not at all…" She whispered, pretending to look interested in the burger options.

Genevieve looked at the princess, reading her body language, before she smirked again. “Ah, I see. You have some…interested customers.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

"And I am not interested." Audrey sharply whispered back.

The queen laughed a bit at that. “Poor guys. You really can’t blame them, though. You are a cutie.” She said as her eyes flashed pink. “You want me to walk you over there?” She nodded at the server who brought her drink.

"Fine…" Audrey sighed and put her menu down for now.

Genevieve smiled and waved the princess over to the bar. Upon passing, she passed by the two interested males and said, “Gentlemen.” Greeting them as she hardly gave them a second glance.

Afterward, she caught Audrey’s gaze and said, “What?” At the irritated expression.

"I swear I think you want older men to hit on me." Audrey pouted and shook her head.

The queen laughed once more before she said, “Nah. I just want free labor. Observe.” Genevieve headed over to the bar before she loudly said, “On no! Me and my super hot friend, here, forgot our wallets! What a shame!” She smirked at Audrey, not surprised at all when the two men made their way over.

“I can get it! Anything for the pretty ladies.” The male said, clearly looking them over.

“Perfect. I’ll take a margarita-salt, not sugar. She’ll take the same, but virgin.” Genevieve nodded at that as the male hurried over to the counter. After that, she looked at the second man. “We could use some wings to go with our drinks…”

“I got it!” He happily said before he ran off to order them.

Genevieve…smirked wider as she watched them. “…Too easy.”

Audrey sighed and shook her head. "That was…manipulative."

“Of course. That’s my specialty.” Genevieve continued to smirk, looking over her nails.

Audrey merely leaned her forehead into her palm in exasperation.

Genevieve glanced up at her in amusement before she said, “Okay, fine. I actually do want you to have fun during this outing. So, we’ll ditch the guys…after we get our stuff, and go to the fair. It’s a safer place for wittle princesses.” Genevieve baby talked her, prompting Audrey to scoff.

“In the meantime, we never really just…talked, you know? Who’s Audrey beyond the dresses and makeup?” The queen continued with a smile.

"Uh, only heir to the throne of Auroria, captain of the cheerleading squad…" Audrey counted on her fingers, mumbling, "I'm like a gold-star member at three jewelry stores."

“Not those kinds of things. Things about you as a person.” Genevieve giggled a bit. “For example. My name is Genevieve. I have a passion for fashion and…I secretly like romantic novels.” She bashfully smiled afterward. “That kind of stuff.”

"Oh uh…I guess I like mystery novels?" Audrey blinked at her.

“Mystery novels? I never took you for the type.” Genevieve tilted her head. “That genre is thick. Some people around campus, not me, but some people think you’re shallow.” She said with a wider smile.

The princess shot a glare at her.

“Hey, now. I said some people. That doesn’t mean it’s me.” Genevieve chuckled, raising her hands in a defensive manner.

That was when the Queen noticed the two men making their way back to them, drinks in hand. She also noticed Audrey’s shift in behavior. The girl had become more…tense.

Genevieve raised an eyebrow before she gave Audrey a light smile. “You wait here. I’ll be right back.”

Audrey…seemed a bit nervous at that…but she wasn’t going to let Genevieve know that!

“And where do you think you’re going?” Audrey pouted at the sight of the queen standing up and leaving.

Genevieve glanced back at her. “Me? I’m just going to speak with our two new friends. I didn’t take you as the worrying type.”

Audrey twitched, huffing at the truth in her words. “I’m not worrying! I just can’t be bothered with a distracted bodyguard!” When Eve smirked, Audrey shooed her away. “Hurry up, already.”

Genevieve merely chuckled a bit before she headed over to the men.

It took a few minutes, but Genevieve returned with the food AND the drinks that the two males ordered…but the men were nowhere in sight.

Upon noticing this, Audrey blinked and asked, “Hey, where’d the two weirdos go?”

“Hm?” Genevieve asked as if she had forgotten all about them. “Oh! Yes, you two interested customers. Well, I saw that they were making you uncomfortable. So, I told them that if they followed me into the bathroom, I’d show them something interesting.”

While Audrey’s eyes widened, Genevieve gained a wicked smirk.

Genevieve happily explained, “What I showed them was not exactly what they had in mind, but at least I know that the second batch of the love spell works quickly and wonderfully.”

She pulled out a mini dart gun that was infused with strongly glowing pink liquid. “They’ll be making out for days.” The queen kept her smirk.

Putting the pieces together, Audrey said, “I can’t believe you did that.” She shook her head with a sigh.

“They’ll be fiiine.” Genevieve happily sat in her seat, eagerly looking over her food. “Happily ever after, right?” She smiled, tilting her glass up, offering a toast.

Audrey snorted, but she lifted her glass up as well. “What do you know about that?”

Genevieve glanced away before she replied, “I don’t know…but I think I’m learning.” She slowly regained her smile, looking back at Audrey. She lifted her glass and said, “To a new plan.”

Audrey didn’t say anything. She merely smiled lightly and lifted her glass as well.

Their glasses touched with a slight, “Clink!” That was followed by them spending the rest of the day in each other’s company.