Art commissions, Thomas Doherty fanfics, good shit
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commissions open - requests CLOSED - she/her - you can call me Rose| 24 | DO NOT USE MY ART OR CREATIONS WITHOUT PERMISSION. Masterlist; https://www.tumblr.com/descendantofthesparrow/819082793937190912/harry-hook-x-reader-masterlist-remade?source=share PLEASE DONT REPOST MY ART ANYWHERE WITHOUT PERMISSION
Sketches(messier art, less refined lineart) starts at $20, going up $5 from headshot to full body. so $20 headshot, $25 hips up, and $30 full body sketch. +$10 per extra character.
to Add color; Flats is plus $20, full rendering(shading) is plus $30
Examples;
refined lineart; starts at $35-going up $5 from headshot to full body. example. headshot; $35, hips up; $40, full body; $45. per extra character; plus $15.
Adding color; same as sketches. flats; +$20. rendered coloring; +$30
Adding background; +$30
examples;
Character/outfit design: base price plus $30(extra $10 per add on outfit). example: full body with flats with only one outfit, $95. plus one outfit would be $105.
one character per price; 2ndary character designs would be considered a 2nd, seperate, commission.
examples;
for more-in one place info-you may look below the cut
full body sketch - $30 | hips up sketch - $25 | torso up sketch - $20
full body lineart - $45 | hips up lineart -$40 | torso up lineart - $35
Color; base price + Flats= $20 or +full shading/rendering= +$30.
+ Per extra character + $15
+Background + $30
From scratch character design; +$30 and + $10 per extra design/outfit
INFO
I keep the right to decline a commission if I don’t feel comfortable doing it.
I keep the right to post your commission on my social medias(If you post it please credit me)
You’re not allowed to modify(without permission) and/or resell your commission.
Porn(still practicing, ill let yall know when nsfw commissions are open lol) Mecha style stuff, i have no clue how to draw that, Animals are a big if/maybe for me, im not good at drawing animals. furries, no hate, just no clue how to draw in that particular style lol
How to commission me?
Just hit me up on here, Discord(under; rosesparrow)(prefreble), and or on my email at [email protected] and i'll get to you as soon as possible.
Tell me what you want, with references and key info about your character and or whatever you want drawn, and ill get started as soon as i can.
After that I’ll tell you if it’s okay with me and I’ll make some concepts. I show you the concept sketches, you choose one and I’ll wait until I get your payment. Then I’ll go back to your commission. When the flat colors will be set on your drawing, I’ll send it to you so you can check if it’s okay. If it is, I’ll go back to it and I’ll finish it!
!IMPORTANT THING ABOUT THE PAYMENT!
Payments are done through Paypal, Cashapp, and Venmo. However, don’t send me the payment as a gift. Wait until I send you a bill. That way, Paypal can’t be a bitch to you nor me. Paypal takes taxes but i wont include any extra billing in my invoices, so dont worry about it.
If you have other questions regarding my commissions, you can send me a DM or an e-mail at [email protected] .
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters! i do not profit from this fanfiction or any of its assets! this was just for fun and is not a refelction on disney or Disney's Descendants.
Thank you all so very much for waiting, its been over two years since i began rewriting Rise of Red, with little to no context of what its story was besides the basic plot. And now. its here. Descendants: New Beginnings. im very happy with how it turned out and hope you all like it too.
i made a youtube playlist to go along with it, which i will link just below.
the "offical" playlist for the fan rewrite of Rise of Red.
Please enjoy! Don't be afraid to leave a comment or a review! Thank you very much, and enjoy-Descendants: New Beginnings.
Chapters 6-10
Outfits for this chapter set.
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Prologue: Welcome back.
Welcome back to Auradon. You know me, I’m Uma; daughter of Ursula, now renowned captain of the royal navy, or well— was. I’ve decided it’s time for a career change, something closer to my roots, to my people. The villain kids, they need a proper guiding hand through these developmental years, and I’m just the right pirate for it.
That’s right, I’m the new vice headmistress at Auradon prep, Jane took over her mom’s job a few years back, and she’s thriving at it. She’s a great headmistress and doesn’t baby any vk’s. Thank Hades.
But this generation of vk’s needed a firm, understanding, hand; and that’s where I come in.
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Uma shudders with a laugh at the memories of ‘remedial goodness 101’ with FG, who had a habit of treating the vks like they were 5, not teenagers.
She proudly walked down the hallway of Auradon prep— to the hall of heroes, decorating the hallways beside her were the vk’s of her generation. Herself, Evie, Jay, Harry, Gil, and Carlos; whose portrait was decorated more extravagantly than the rest, the frame filled with flowers. With presents and more flowers piled on the table that sat below his portrait.
Uma smiled at it as she passed, her smile sad, a little strained, but still filled with fondness and warmth.
At the very end of the hall was a large stained-glass portrait of King Ben and Queen Mal, their foreheads pressed together as they stood before the horizon that featured the isle and Auradon and the bridge that connected the two lands.
Uma took a right at the end of the hall, into the headmistresses’ office, pushing it open with little effort, grinning as she saw Jane at her desk— her dark wavy hair in a high ponytail, a black and white cardigan draped over the back of her leather chair, dressed in a soft periwinkle dress.
Jane looked up and smiled. “Uma!” she said as she stood, Uma meeting her in the middle as Jane held her arms out for a hug. “It’s so good to see you!” Uma grinned big, hugging Jane back warmly.
“Good to see you too Jane, how you been?” Uma asked, releasing Jane, who stepped back, the two still holding onto each other. Jane sighed softly, a tired but satisfied look on her face.
“Good, being headmistress is way more work than I thought, being a fairy godmother on top of that is even more work! Even with the wand being in the museum half the time,” Jane said with a laugh, waving off her heavy work life. “Sit sit, how is Harry? Gil?” Jane gestured to the plush seat that sat in front of her desk, and Uma plopped down— hiking her boots up.
“Good, good; Harry just sailed off for deployment for the Royal Navy, Gil’s still working at that kindergarten, both are happy.” Uma said warmly, always happy to talk about her boys. Jane hummed, then grinned, cheekily.
“And how's the baby~?” Jane said in a sing-song tone, and Uma laughed, rubbing her stomach.
“Good, still tiny, growing. You know what, though? It’s a traitor,” Uma said with a dramatic huff, crossing her arms, and Jane chuckled, amused. “Why?” Jane asked with a grin, and Uma gave a dramatic groan.
“I’m craving shrimp. Shrimp!! Can you believe it!?” Uma said with a gasp— throwing her hands up as Jane erupted into laughter— knowing why this was bugging Uma. “Don’t tell Mal, she’ll laugh at me.” Uma said pointedly, narrowing her eyes at Jane, who snickered and shook her head.
“I won’t, I won’t,” Jane waved her hand, grabbing for the mug of tea she’d been drinking from. “Now— down to business,”
Uma nodded in agreement— lowering her boots from the desk— leaning forward in the chair. “Agreed, now; I know Auradon prep is pretty full of vks, right?” Jane tilted her head in thought and nodded. “Right, however, one kid got left behind.”
Jane gasped. “On the isle? But the barriers been down for four years now? How did a child get left behind?” Jane asked, but Uma quickly silenced the panic Jane was building up.
“Not exactly, her mother took her back to their home— and she never got to experience Auradon with everyone else. We promised no vk left behind, and she did, I plan to rectify that,” Uma said, drawing out a letter she’d written for Jane to send out, who took it— reading it over.
“Quinn Hearts…the queen of Hearts' daughter? Are you sure that’s a good idea? That queen, she's pretty…” Jane ebbed off, wincing.
“Evil? Yeah, but that’s the point— that’s what Ben started, and that’s what we're continuing. It’s a chance for that kid to choose a different life for herself, just like we all did.” Uma said, and Jane nodded, agreeing, pulling out a drawer from her desk— finding her emergency wand.
“Okay, one invitation to Wonderland,” Jane said— creating an Auradon prep invitation with a wave of her wand, which was stamped with the approval from the king, which Uma had gotten earlier, and signed by Ben. With another flourish, the invitation folded in on itself, and it was off— flying through the window out into the gardens of Auradon prep, flying around in the wind before it zoomed into a hidden rabbit hole.
Into wonderland.
Chapter 1; REBEL CHILD.
Welcome to my hood. Wonderland. Oh? Who am I? I’m Red. Or well…Quinn of Hearts, princess of Wonderland. Quinn’s my actual name, but, I like to be called Red. So, we’ll stick with that, okay?
Now, back to Wonderland. A wonderful place, pun intended, filled with nonsense, judgmental flowers, actual butterflies, and talking rabbits with pocket watches who are never on time. It’s ruled by my mother, the cruel queen of hearts, and cruel is an understatement— you know the evil queen? Yeah, she's got nothing on my mom. One mistake and it's off with your head.
Her people are terrified of her, and reasonably so; there's a curfew, a dress code, and a bazillion rules I don’t know how anyone remembers. Ugh, I wish I could be anywhere but here, I’d rather be back on the isle. The isle of the lost, where I was born and raised, well, until 4 years ago, when king Ben and queen Mal destroyed the barrier for good, uniting the isle and Auradon.
My mother snatched up the opportunity, I didn’t even get to try some cake! Whisked off to Wonderland without a moment to experience Auradon. It's been nothing but my mother’s rules since then, ruled under a tight fist. Wonderland had been so bright when we got here, but now it was all so dull— thanks to her.
Well, not for much longer, it's time to paint these streets red with rebellion.
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The castle town that stretched out behind the Queen of hearts' castle was barely alive— its citizens walking in single file lines, in sync, heading into their apartments all at the same rushed time. Curfew was in effect, and if any were caught outside during it, it was off with their head. After all, all ways were her way.
Red snuck through the alleyways, avoiding card soldiers as they patrolled through the streets, their silver armor reflecting the red streetlamps that harshly illuminated the red brick streets.
She let out a small huff, peeking around the corner before rushing over to the next street— it was empty now. Perfect. She had exactly 10 minutes before the next patrol ran through.
She dropped a black and red duffle bag beside her, ducking down and opening it— grabbing several cans of spray paint. The wall was freshly decorated with the Queen of Hearts silhouette— with the words ‘Long Live Evil!’ in gold in bold letters in the middle of it.
Red used to paint these all the time on the isle, and now her mother hired random citizens to paint these all over Wonderland to have her image everywhere. Red popped off the top of her spray paint can, smirking.
Time to get to work.
♪You know I see you watching me. you fear the fact I’m young, I’m free. Not what you want, I’m what you need. I’m coming in hard. I’m coming in one, two, three.
♪The spark you saw is now alight, I’m burning up like dynamite, tonight it’s time you realize. I’m going in hard. I’m going in one, two, three.
Red turned as she heard the sound of marching armored feet coming towards the street she was on. just as she finished her art piece. She grinned, putting her cans away in a hurry— knowing she didn’t have much time, plus they’d see the defiled art before they saw her.
She ran just as the first set of soldiers rounded the street corner, and they both gasped— pointing at the graffiti. “Vandal! Sound the alarm!” the four of diamonds said as the three of clubs beside him quickly grabbed the alarm bell from his belt— ringing it frantically.
The streets lit up with heart-shaped spotlights, searching for their culprit. Red ran from one that began at the vandalized art and sped to the left— right towards her— she skidded a corner, a can of spray paint falling out of her duffle bag as she ran into the alleyway.
♪I’m coming to get you, my heart is beating faster. Oh, baby, I can’t lose! My drum is beating harder, and when I breakthrough; I know the world will wonder why. Baby I was born a rebel child.
♪Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo. Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo.
Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo. Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo(baby I was born a rebel child.)
The clatter of the spray paint can against the stone streets drew attention to where Red went and two soldiers came rushing towards the sound. “stop— in the name of the queen!” the five of clubs ordered, the three of spades beside him drawing out a pair of handcuffs.
Red was already halfway up a ladder, her face eclipsed by the shadow of her hood. She dug into her pocket— withdrawing a firecracker. She pulled the tab and tossed it at the soldiers, it sparked and exploded at their feet— they both yelped, stumbling back to avoid the sparks as Red hurried up the ladder.
“After her!” The five of clubs yelled and raced towards the ladder with the three of spades on his heels. “She’s on the roof!” A spotlight arced to the roofs, landing on Red; she cursed under her breath, running across the roof as the two soldiers climbed up the ladder behind her.
Two more soldiers were suddenly on the roof ahead of her, and she kept running forward— not letting them stop her— she grabbed a smoke bomb from her pocket and pulled the tab, tossing it ahead and engulfing the rooftop and alleyway below it with thick red smoke.
“Where’d she go!”
“Grab her!”
Red jumped off a crouching soldier's leg— using the card soldiers' helmets as platforms as she ran across them and then jumped down into an alleyway.
♪You know I see you watching me. I pull you with my gravity. Not what you want, I’m what you need. I’m coming in hard. I’m coming in one, two, three.
♪The spark you saw is now alight, I’m burning up like dynamite, tonight it’s time you realize. I’m going in hard. I’m going in one, two, three.
♪I’m coming to get you, my heart is beating faster. Oh, baby, I can’t lose! My drum is beating harder, and when I breakthrough; I know the world will wonder why. Baby I was born a rebel child.
She raced out of the smoke-filled alleyway— just barely avoiding getting caught by a crew of card soldiers. Among them, Jack of Diamonds, the captain of the guard. He sneered in anger— turning— spotting her racing towards the royal courtyard.
“Stop her! She’s heading for the royal courtyard!” Jack of diamonds ordered, pointing after Red and several groups of card soldiers tried to stop her— but Red was cunning, setting off firecrackers and smoke.
The soldiers yelped— bumping into each other in the smoke and Red laughed, using one’s leg to jump up and then jumping off another’s shoulder— knocking both down— she landed on the courtyard wall, climbing up to the pathway and running across it— Jack of Diamonds and two aces on her heels.
♪Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo. Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo.
Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo. Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo(baby I was born a rebel child.)
Red jumped up from the surrounding walls of the royal courtyard, up towards the spires of the castle, to get to one of the tallest towers, the soldiers were still right behind her. “Get her!” Jack of diamonds yelled, just as Red got to the tower she was heading for.
She grinned, lighting up the fireworks she set up earlier with a firecracker. They blast into the sky— exploding in a burst of colors, shapes, and words.
DOWN WITH THE MAD QUEEN was bright in the sky— able to be seen by the entirety of the castle town citizens, who stared from their windows in shock.
Red laughed— throwing her hands into the sky as she danced under the fireworks.
♪Dancing with the devil, I want to; born to be a rebel, I won't lose. I’m coming to get you. My heart is running faster. Baby, I was born a rebel child.
She began her descent from the tower as Jack of Diamonds, and the two aces caught up with her— she got to the ledge of the tower, turned, and saluted with a grin— falling backwards— catching herself on a large banner with the queen of hearts symbol on it— tearing it from the top end all the way to the bottom.
♪Dancing with the devil, I want to; born to be a rebel, I won't lose. I’m coming to get you. My heart is running faster. Baby, I was born a rebel child.
The banner tore in half with her weight, and she swung towards a hidden hatch as the banner began to tilt with her weight. A false brick panel popped open— revealing a hidden tunnel slide, and Red released the banner— catching herself on a flagpole— spinning around it once, before falling towards the tunnel— the hatch closing behind her as she entered— ensuring her escape.
♪Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo.
Jack of Diamonds overlooked all the chaos within the courtyard, ashes from fireworks littered the once clean stone ground, the queen’s royal banner torn in two, fireworks just barely ebbing away— leaving smoke and paper to flutter down from the dark sky.
He hissed through his teeth, smacking his hand against the stone wall that surrounded the tower’s edge. “She escaped, again!” Jack snapped, turning to the two aces behind him— who straightened up nervously. “Do you have any idea what the queen will do to us if she finds out we let her slip through our fingers, again?!”
The two soldiers glanced at each other, gulping as Jack of Diamonds cut his hand across his throat. “Sorry sir,” The ace of hearts said, lowering his head. “We won't fail next time.”
“Yes sir, we won't, sir! She won't escape us next time, sir!” The ace of clubs said, and Jack of diamonds groaned, shaking his head.
“You fools— there might not be a next time if we don’t find that girl!” Jack said with a snarl, turning as he was called from down below in the courtyard, a seven of diamonds holding a spray paint can.
“Sir, we found something!”
Jack of Diamonds quickly descended to the courtyard below, snatching the spray paint can from the soldier’s hand. “It was at the sight of the graffiti,” Seven of Diamonds said, and Jack hummed, recognizing the hand— painted symbol on the can.
Chapter 2; Maddox Hatter
Red whooped and laughed as she slid through the slide tunnel, nearing a room filled with sounds of machinery and a tinkering hatter. She rolled out of the tunnel as the hatch opened, giggling as it closed behind her, standing up and wiping off her clothes— her hood having fallen from her head, revealing her dark hair streaked with red and white.
Ahead of her was a young man, a friend, tinkering away— Maddox Hatter, son of the Mad Hatter. Except he didn’t do much hatting, much preferring the chaos of mechanical works over picking hat designs. He turned as he heard her laugh, his right eye comically large with the magnifying glass he had over his eye. “Terrorizing your mother's guards again, Red?”
Maddox Hatter asked, and Red grinned, skipping over to him—sitting down in a spinny rolling chair that rolled across the workshop. “What else~?” Red said in an airy voice, still out of breath. She rolled back towards Maddox— who caught her chair before she collided with him.
He shook his head at her, amused but still concerned. “You’re going to get in trouble, Red,” he scolded, and Red rolled her eyes, smirking as she leaned back in the chair—hiking her boots onto Maddox’s worktable.
“Only if I get caught, which I won't~ Thanks to all those secret tunnels you built into the castle, and those card soldier are incompetent anyway, they couldn’t catch a caterpillar lazing on a mushroom.” Red said with a cheeky grin and Maddox shook his head, going back to working on a small circular object, replacing several golden gears with magical gleaming ones. “Ooooh what’s that?”
Red asks, lifting her boots from the table and leaning over Maddox to see what he was working on— her hair hanging into his face. He blew it away and sighed, leaning back. “The white rabbit's pocket watch, he’s always complaining about it being five minutes slow; so, I’m fixing it, and making it better.” Maddox said as he closed the pocket watch, and it gleamed with wonderland magic.
Red whistled, guessing what he meant with all the magic cogs he used. “Time travel? Risky ain't it?” Red asked, and Maddox did nod in agreement.
“Of course, but this pocket watch doesn’t just, send you to whatever time you want. It takes you to when you need most, so for the white rabbit, he’ll be just on time for everything.” Maddox said, putting the pocket watch back on its chain and holding it up. “Just a press of the crown, and you’re off.”
Red slowly nodded, watching as Maddox put the pocket watch away in his finished projects pile on a nearby table. As brilliant of an inventor he was, Maddox was just as chaotic as his father— there was zero organization in his workshop.
Red couldn’t judge, her room was worse.
“♪The princess should be gone, her room awaits a-bear, Jack of Diamonds searches there; and soon it’s off with her head.” Red boredly looked up into a corner to see the Cheshire Cat, singing some random song that hardly rhymed.
Wait, what did he say? “Wait—did you say—oh jabberwocky!” Red curses—understanding what the Cheshire Cat was saying. He was warning her that Jack of Diamonds was about to search for her in her room—and if she wasn’t there!
“Gotta go! Night Maddox!” Red frantically grabbed her duffle bag and rushed out of the workshop. She ran through the halls of the castle—avoiding any card soldiers that patrolled the halls. She made it to her room just in time—closing the door behind her, tossing her duffle bag under her bed and quickly getting changed into her pajamas, undoing her hair and shaking her head about to make it look messy like she’d been asleep. She dove for her bed, getting under the covers and grabbing a book.
Moments later, Jack of Diamonds knocked on her door—and entered, his armor covered in the glitter from the fireworks. Red just barely peeked over her book, which was upside down. “Heard some chaos outside earlier, did mother send you to check up on me?” Red asked, faking innocence as Jack stepped further into her room.
“Chaos indeed. And no. I simply came to make sure her royal highness was undisturbed by the punk who decided to deface your mother’s banners and freshly painted portrait in the castle town.” Jack of Diamonds said slowly, brushing glitter from his pauldron.
Red hid her grin behind her book. “How horrible, hopefully they can be replaced,” Red said, hiding her snicker. She paused as her book was pushed down slightly, a familiar spray paint can held by Jack.
“Does this look familiar, Princess Quinn?” Jack of Diamond’s asked, staring her down. Red swallowed, shaking her head, holding his gaze.
“Never seen it before.” Red said, her voice a higher pitch. Jack of diamonds hummed, taking her hand and placing the spray paint can in her hand.
“Perhaps the punk who defaced the courtyard should remember to properly zip her bag before running off. Who knows what could’ve happened if someone else got it.” Jack said, ruffling her hair, turning and leaving her room. “Goodnight, Red.” He closed the door, and Red slumped—letting a long relieved sigh.
Thank evilness, Jack liked her too much to turn her in, who knows what her mother would do if she found out about Red’s night rebellions that had already caused a slow uprising in the people of wonderland?
Red threw her book aside and got up to put her spray paint away, rolling back into bed and clapping her hands—shutting off the lights to her room.
Chapter Three; Golden child.
Auradon Prep, full of lush gardens and beautiful architecture. A castle on one end, classic, familiar—filled with lively students and enchanted suits of armors. On the other end, the school building—more modern, where AP students roamed, and familiar faces taught about the past, about chemistry, about magic, and more.
And within the school building, was the amphitheater—where ROAR practice was currently being held. What was ROAR? A mix of fencing and parkour—only those skilled in both were able to handle the physical labor necessary to even practice for it.
And who else would be the team captain; then Chloe Charming.
Onlookers of ROAR practice cheered as Chloe flipped over one of her teammates—landing in a perfect roll. She spun on her heel—swiping at their legs and landing a perfect hit. Chloe laughed from behind her fencing helmet—spinning her sword as she stood, facing her last two teammates standing, who both held their swords in firm grips—ready to try and take her down.
Chloe waves her hand in a ‘come at me’ gesture and the two teammates jump forward, Chloe expertly dodges and weaves between them—disarming one and kicking him in the back. He stumbles forward and out of the ring—leaving just Chloe and the last man standing.
He whirls around—flipping his blade. Chloe grins under her mask—getting into position. It’s a tense moment before they both launch into attack, swords clashing. The onlooking crowd cheered, chanting her name as she and her teammate battled to be the last one standing.
Chloe twisted around, sliding her blade through the guard of the sword of her teammate—disarming him and twisting around—kicking him down and holding the blade to his neck. He held his hands up as the crowd burst into cheers. Chloe laughed, tucking the blade under her arm and helping her teammate up.
“Good work, everyone! We're right on track to blowing Sherwood out of the water!” Chloe said, taking off her fencing helmet as her teammates cheered. She grinned. “All right, all right, hit the showers, you guys stink.” Chloe said with a laugh, and her teammates all filed out of the room—grabbing their gear to put it away as the rest of the crowd left with them.
Chloe takes her time packing her gear into her bag, folding her gloves carefully and putting her helmet and sword away, making sure all the parkour blocks were stacked properly against the wall—closing down the amphitheater.
She left the amphitheater, locking it behind her, turning as she heard someone clearing their throat. It was Rory, Rapunzel’s daughter, and her two friends: Eudora, daughter of Tiana and Naveen, and Jayla, daughter of Jasmine and Aladdin. “Hey Chloe,” Rory greeted cheerfully, a bright smile on her face—it was the same for Eudora and Jayla.
“Hi Rory,” Chloe said, half distracted—already going through a list of things she needed to do today after practice. “I was wondering if you’d like to join us at the mall? I heard there's a new churro store next to the theater.” Rory asked, clasping her hands together in a near pleading gesture.
Chloe smiled, but shook her head; she had too much to do today. “Not today, rain check?” Chloe said, already walking past the three girls who stared after her.
Rory sighed, brushing her long, thick braid of blonde hair over her shoulder. “Does she ever make time to do anything but study?” She mused, and Eudora shrugged, knowing that was a rhetorical question.
“At this point, she’ll never see the mall in this lifetime,” Jayla said with a snort, but made mental plans to get Chloe a churro anyway, because who didn’t like churros?
Chloe strolled down the halls of Auradon prep, being greeted by fellow students, and she’d wave back, but never stop to make any longer conversation. She left the school building and went across to the dorm castle, passing by the statue of Queen Mal that stood in the front garden of the castle.
Chloe went inside and headed straight to her dorm room, which was on the top floor. It had once been Princess Audrey’s dorm room, only four years before, but now it was Chloe's. Chloe stepped into her dorm room, which was in shades of silvery blue with a butterfly motif all over. She dropped her gym bag on the ottoman at the end of her bed, and went into her bathroom—undoing her boxer braids as she went.
She emerged freshly changed with her hair in long curling twists that sparkled with hair glitter. She put on fresh makeup, making sure everything she used was put away perfectly, fixed one of her wall butterflies to be at the perfect angle—and went back outside—locking her door several times before leaving.
She left the dorm castle, smiling as she spotted her parents waiting for her in the driveway of the castle. “There she is, right on time as always,” Her dad, King Charming, said with a grin, holding out his arms for a hug, and Chloe raced towards him—jumping into the hug.
“Hi, dad,” Chloe said warmly, hugging her mother—Cinderella—next, nuzzling into her. “Hi, mom,” It was routine for her parents to visit her at Auradon prep every Friday at 4pm, right when she’d finished up her post-school activities.
“Hi, sweetie,” Cinderella cooed, kissing her cheek as Charming kissed her head. “How has your week been?” Cinderella asked, both she and Charming taking Chloe’s hands as they began their weekly walk through the AP gardens.
“Really good!” Chloe begins to ramble, swinging hands with her parents. “My ROAR team blew practice out of the water—Sherwood won’t know what hit ‘em, and my grades are all aces, again, which you already know, and aunt—“ Chloe catches herself midsentence and corrects what she calls Jane. “—Headmaster Jane said that there’s a London field trip coming up for the chess club! To go see a professional match!”
Charming and Cinderella shared a smile, happy to see that their daughter was enjoying school. “That’s amazing pumpkin, any new friends we should hear about?” Charming asks, and Chloe purses her lips, shrugging lightly. She had trouble making, and keeping, friends—due to her packed schedule and…quirks.
“Uh, yeah, tons, loads, so many, it’s hard to remember them all,” Chloe lies, her eyes shifting as Charming and Cinderella shared a look—they always hear about Chloe’s grades, all the clubs she was in, how roar practice was, even about a cute pair of shoes someone was wearing, but she never talked about friends or hanging out with anyone beyond clubs and class.
“That’s, good pumpkin, anything interesting happen this week?” Charming asked, squeezing Chloe’s hand. Chloe bobbed her head back and forth, frowning a bit.
For you see, Chloe had a strict routine to her life, everything done on the dot and had to be done perfectly; and if one thing was out of place? It ruined the whole day, maybe even week.
“I had French toast on Tuesday instead of waffles,” Chloe offered with a smile, and Cinderella smiled back, squeezing her hand. She knew her daughter had trouble with changes, not unless they were preplanned—like her hair, one of the many ways she exerted control in her life—so even just the slightest change of her week; like having French toast instead of waffles, was just enough for her.
“Sounds delicious, Pumpkin.” Charming said with a grin, and Chloe grinned back, her mother squeezing her shoulder—drawing Chloe’s attention back to Cinderella.
“Little changes here and there, right?” Cinderella said softly, and Chloe’s smile softened, nodding a little.
“Yeah, I know mom, I’m trying,” Chloe murmured. She had trouble with change, even when it was her own choice. She had a strict routine, and if anything strayed? It made her irritable and sent her into spirals.
Cinderella smiled softly, lifting her hand to rub her thumb against Chloe’s cheek. “I know you are sweetie, and we’re proud of any progress you make, but sometimes you just—gotta take the leap,” Chloe swallowed and nodded slowly.
“Right, take the leap, got it,” Chloe murmured. She knew her parents meant the best for her, and of course, never pushed her beyond her limits, but sometimes she wished this wasn’t an issue to even address. Her parents both smiled at her and kissed her temple on both sides—before Cinderella gasped.
“Oh, I nearly forgot! I brought a present for you,” Cinderella said eagerly, Chloe grabbed her mom's hand tightly—bouncing on her heels as Cinderella waved forward the driver from her family carriage, and he came over with a large blue box with a silver ribbon tied around it.
“Mooom, another present? Everyone here already thinks I’m spoiled,” Chloe teased, but stepped forward to unwrap her gift. Cinderella only smiled and shook her head.
“We’re proud of you, sweetie, and think of it as an early birthday present,” Cinderella said warmly, leaning into Charming as he wrapped an arm around her. Chloe untied the box, and it fell open, revealing a pair of high—heeled, silvery—blue boots with glass butterflies all over.
Chloe gasped, hands lifting to hover over her cheeks. “Oh-wow-mom! These are amazing! And they have butterflies!” Chloe squealed, picking up one of the boots to examine it further—they were gorgeous, and on the front sole was the Charming symbol, a sign that they were handcrafted, made especially for Chloe.
Chloe threw her arms around her mother, who hugged her back tightly. “I love them! Thank you!” Chloe squealed, taking the other boot, and went to a bench to sit down and put her new boots on.
“I’m glad you like them,” Cinderella cooed, watching with a warm smile as Chloe took off her white sneakers and put on the boots.
“I, love them, and they’re really comfortable!” Chloe gasped, standing and walking around—spinning. They matched her dress perfectly, and would go with most, if not all, her outfits.
“Of course they are, FG couldn’t resist giving them a touch of fairy godmother magic,” Cinderella chuckled, winking at Chloe, who grinned back. It was tradition by now for FG to charm all of Chloe's and Cinderella’s shoes to be effortlessly comfortable. Glass or leather; the Charming girls never had aching feet.
Charming smiled warmly at his two girls, stepping forward, wrapping his arms around both of them. “Let’s break those shoes in, c’mon, tell us about that London chess club trip,” Chloe beamed in response, beginning to chatter away about the event and everything about it, her parents only smiling warmly in response as they walked through the school courtyard.
Chapter four: Not so happy family
Red’s room was a chaotic mess when morning arrived in wonderland—her bedding was tangled all around her, one arm under her while the other covered her eyes as she snored, her hair a mess of tangles and curls. Her alarm clock went off for the seventh time; she mumbled, waving her hand around till she smacked the clock to the floor.
It clattered loudly, and Red jolts up—blinking sleepily, smacking her lips. “Mmmm five more minutes,” She muttered—laying back down.
And then she pops back up, wide awake. “Oh, Jabberwocky, I’m late!” She squeals—tumbling out of bed, squealing again as she hits the floor and takes her whole bedspread with her.
“How graceful, your highness,” The Cheshire cat purrs from the top of Red’s desk/bookshelf, his large, fluffy tail waving side to side lazily.
“Oh shut it cat,” Red snarked back, stumbling up and behind a changing screen, clothes flying from behind it before Red re—emerges in one of her royal dresses, one her mother picked for her, fixing the sheer skirt that hung around her black skirt, slipping on a pair of boots—ones her mother didn’t exactly like—and pinning her hair into the usual rose buns she preferred.
“Hurry hurry, the mad queen won't wait for long~” Cheshire cat sang, giggling and disappearing as Red chucked a makeup brush at him while she applied her eyeliner, and then she rushed out of her room and through the corridors of the castle—dodging card guards and servants as she went.
“S’cuse me-pardon-move!” Red practically yelled, ducking under a tray of tarts a servant was holding; skidding to a stop in front of a set of heart-shaped glass doors that led to the gardens. She flattened her dress and brushed some hair over her shoulders. The doors swung open, two card guards stepping aside to let her through as she stepped into the gardens.
And there she was, her mother. The queen of hearts. Dressed in her usual red, black, white, and gold, with a sharp golden crown perched upon her head, a golden scepter with a red crystal heart in her hand. She turned to Red, her heart—painted lips turned down in a frown.
“You’re late, Quinn.” The queen sneered, watching as her daughter approached her, fumbling over her words like a child as she messed with her skirt.
“M’sorry mom—I slept through my alarm and-“ Red stopped as suddenly, her mother’s heart-shaped scepter was under her chin—tilting Red’s face up and correcting her posture.
“Speak clearly, child! Chin up, don’t slouch, and stop fiddling with your skirt!” The queen scolded, tipping her chin higher as Red fixes her posture and speaks clearly.
“I apologize Mother. I slept in.” Red said in her clearest, most formal voice—her hands resting daintily at her front. The queen hums, only looking half satisfied.
“Do not let it happen again, Quinn. Princesses must be on time for everything, this will not stand when you are queen. You must obey the way of royalty.” The queen said haughtily, chin tipped high. ‘The way of royalty’ means her way. All ways were the queen's way.
“Yes, your majesty,” Red said with a curtsy, if only to avoid another lecture about proper manners. The queen hummed in satisfaction, but her lip curled, and she snapped her fingers—two servants rushing forward and fixing Red’s right rose bun—which had gone lopsided.
Red bunched up her shoulders and winced, but allowed the servants to fix her hair.
“And those,” the queen continued, pointing her scepter at Red’s boots. “are not the shoes I picked for that dress.” She said with a sneer. Red swallowed, quickly coming up with an excuse.
“The Cheshire cat must have switched them,” Red said, biting her inner cheek and sighing when her mother hummed and turned away, muttering about the mangy cat.
“So he has. Come. It is time for our morning game.” The queen says sharply, walking forward towards the croquet game that had been set up earlier, the queen takes a flamingo—shaped croquet mallet, colored green. Red grabs a pink one.
As always, the queen goes first, lifting her mallet back in a high arch—and just as she swings—a voice interrupts it and causes her to miss. “Your majesty!” The queen lets out a scream and turns—pointing the mallet at whoever interrupted her.
“OFF WITH HIS HEAD!” The queen screams, no one moves, and she turns, taking in whoever interrupted her. It’s Jack of Diamonds, on one knee, head bowed. The queen calms. “Oh, it’s just you. What is so important that you interrupted my swing? Explain!” the queen orders, slamming her mallet onto the grass.
Red flinches, and Jack of Diamonds bows his head lower.
“A letter, your majesty, from Auradon prep,” Jack explains, holding out an envelope with the Auradon wax seal on the front. Red’s eyes widen, taking in the sight as her mother snatches the letter from Jack. A letter from Auradon? Really?
The queen turns away, ripping open the envelope. Jack stands as Red moves over to him, whispering to him. “A letter from Auradon? For real?” Red asks, and Jack nods, keeping his eyes on the queen as she reads the letter with a wild gaze.
After a few tense moments, the queen turns, a wild smile on her lips. “It's an invitation for Quinn to join Auradon prep~” She laughed, Red furrowed her brows, reaching out for the letter; her mother let her take it.
His Royal Majesty King Ben and his councilors, Ms Evie and Uma of the isle, hereby request the pleasure of your company, Princess Quinn Hearts of Wonderland, for the current academic year at Auradon prep. Please mark your response to his request. No vk left behind- King Ben. Captain Uma.
Red couldn’t believe it, after all these years—she actually got an invitation to attend Auradon prep! She’d tried years back during the first VK day wave, but her mother had torn up her invitation before she could hand it in.
But now was the question—would her mother allow her to go?
“Me? Go to Auradon prep?” Red wondered aloud, looking up as her mother clapped her hands together loudly, a smile still on her face, one that clearly meant she had plans.
“And you will! Pack your bags, Quinn, Auradon awaits!” The queen exclaimed, taking Red’s invitation and writing on Jack’s back to sign ‘yes’ on the bottom, the letter folded itself back up and flew back to Auradon.
Red couldn’t believe her ears, her mother, her mother, the most controlling queen in wonderland, was actually letting her leave Wonderland? Was actually letting Red go off on her own? Into the overworld? To attend Auradon prep?
“This can’t be real,” Red mumbled as her mother began to walk towards the castle doors, clapping her hands to order the servants to go pack Red’s things.
“It is, your highness, and perhaps, you’ll make some friends?” Jack murmured, not meaning for the queen to hear him—but she did. The queen froze, so did Jack and Red. Uh oh.
“What's this I hear about…friends?” The queen asked tightly as she turned, eyes wide as she looked at Red. Red stumbled over her words.
“i-well-I mean—new opportunities n all-“ Red stuttered as Jack bowed away with a wave of the queen’s hand.
“Speak clearly. Child. Now…what, have I told you about friends, Quinn?” The queen sneered, taking her scepter and tipping Red’s chin up. Red shrank a little, speaking meekly.
“They’re a waste of time?” Red murmured, and the queen nodded sharply, her lips curling with disgust.
“Correct. Friends only betray you, abandon you in times of need. Friends are not worth it. The sooner you learn that, the better.” The queen huffed, walking towards the castle again, Red stumbled after her—aching to plead her case.
“But—mom—what if you’re wrong?!” Red begs, catching up to her mother, grabbing her skirt. “What if—“ Red flinches back as her mother turns on her, the scepter at her face.
“♪It’s time you learned a lesson.” The queen began, her face stern, intent on teaching her daughter a lesson that would stick. “♪It’s time that you understand! Don’t ever count on anybody else, in this or any other land.”
Red swallowed back her words, following her mother as she walked back into the castle, gesturing for Red to follow, entering the portrait hall, where both walls were decorated in portraits of queens and kings past—the queen gesturing to one of her younger self, more…happy, pinker. Red stared.
“♪I once hoped for friendship, to find a place among my kind.” The queen's voice was soft, and then turned hard, glaring at the portrait of her younger, naïve, self. “♪But those were the childish wishes, of someone who was blind.”
Red looked at the portraits of her mother through the years, from the happy pink girl around Red’s current age, to the queen now, red and angry, no love in her eyes.
“♪Open up your eyes! See the world from where I stand! Me among the mighty, all caged at my command!” The queen threw open the throne room doors, Red closing her eyes at the sudden light from the windows, taking in the opulent throne room, following her mother towards the red and gold throne. “♪Open up your eyes! Give up your sweet fantasyland. It's time to grow up, and get wise.” The queen grasped Red’s chin, forcing Red to look at her. “♪come now little one, open up your eyes.”
The queen pulled Red to a large gold gilded mirror, standing behind her, forcing her to look within the mirror, it shimmered, their reflections fading away to show the past, the queen's past.
“♪We all start out the same, with simple naïve trust, shielded from the many ways, that life's not fair or just.”
It began innocent, wonderland bright and cheerful, and so was her mother, a smile on her face—a real one. Not crazed or mad. She was…playing with someone, dressed in blue—but her face was obscured, Red couldn’t see who it was.
“♪But there comes a moment, a simple truth that you must face. When you depend on others, you’ll never find your place.” The image in the mirror changed, showing her young mother waiting for her friend to show up, standing in a large room with others dancing around her. But her friend never showed up.
Days passed within the mirror, showing how her mother's friend never returned to Wonderland, leaving her mother bitter and angry after waiting for her; her visage going from pink, to red.
“♪and as you take that first step, upon a path that’s all your own.” The young mirror image of the queen stood from a stone, expression angry and sad, storming back into the castle—wonderland becoming dark with her. “♪You see it all so clearly, the best way to survive is all alone.”
Red watches sadly, wondering what the true story was, what had happened to make her mother's friend never return to Wonderland? She’s pulled back from the mirror by her mother—forced to face the card soldiers that lined the throne room now, all facing her and her mother.
“♪Open up your eyes! See the world from where I stand. Us among the mighty, all caged at our command!” The queen moved forward, taking Red with her, the two walking through the card soldiers towards a set of balcony doors. “♪Open up your eyes! And behold the faded light!”
The queen grabs Red’s chin just before they reach the balcony door, forcing Red to look at her, her expression stern. “♪It’s time to grow up. And get wise. Come now, little one, open up your eyes.”
The queen steps forward, Red following, and the queen throws open the balcony doors that overlook Wonderland and the castle down just past the rose hedge garden. Red looks down at it all, swallowing harshly. “♪Open up your eyes!”
Red felt her mother lay a hand on her shoulder, not gently; her mother was never gentle. “Do you understand now, Quinn?” The queen asked, staring at Red with a stern gaze. Red looked away, nodding.
“Yes, mother, I understand,” Red murmured, clutching her skirt, looking back out at Wonderland. Her mother hummed, stroking her cheek and walking away, leaving Red alone out on the balcony.
She sighed, leaning forward on the stone railing, looking down at the rose garden. If her mother didn’t want her making any friends, and did want Red to become the next ‘queen of hearts’…why was she even sending Red to Auradon prep?
Red had a bad feeling about this.
Chapter Five: (Back) To Auradon prep.
It was the next day, and Red stood in the front courtyard of her mother’s castle, her bags all stacked around her. Beside her was the queen, wielding her scepter, beside the queen was Jack of Diamonds, and behind Red was Maddox. They were waiting for the Auradon prep limo to arrive and pick up Red, who shuffled nervously as time stretched on and there was no sight of the limo.
Then suddenly, the rabbit hole near the castle burst open, and a limo appeared, pulling up in front of Red. Red blinked. Wow, such a big car, just for her? The limo driver got out, a vaguely familiar man wearing sunglasses and a grey suit, who began loading Red’s luggage into the trunk of the car with the help of a random card soldier.
“Now, remember Quinn, behave~, and I better not hear anything from the headmistress, are we clear?” The queen cooed with false sweetness, petting Red’s cheek as Red cleared her throat and nodded.
“Yes, mother, I understand.” Red said, curtsying as the Limo driver closed the trunk and opened the limo door for Red. “...Goodbye,” She turned, stepping towards the limo and stepping inside, glancing over her shoulder at her mother, Jack, and Maddox.
Jack—from behind her mother—offered a nod of support while Maddox clenched his hands together, shaking them upward in a will of good luck. Red slipped into the limo, and the door closed behind her.
…wow—that was a lot of candy.
“The Jackel has landed,” The limo driver in the front muttered to his suit mic. He put the car in drive and pulled around the driveway, heading back towards the rabbit hole. Red looked out the window behind her, seeing her mother gesture her hand across her throat.
Behave. Or else.
Red nodded, sinking back into her seat, eyes widening as the limo drove straight towards the rabbit hole, and then in a wave of colors and lights—they went right into it. Red floated up in her seat—gasping, watching as the rabbit hole flew by through the limo windows. The limo bumps and jolts as it drives through to the other side, to Auradon.
Red drops back down into her seat—scooting closer to the window—pressing her hands to the glass, eyes wide as she took in the sights of Auradon. She hadn’t gotten to look properly when the barrier had come down 5 years back. “Wow,” She whispered, looking down the road to see Auradon prep already close by—there must’ve been a rabbit hole right next to the school.
She sat back in her seat and patted her knees, looking at the array of candy before her. She leaned forward, picking up a chocolate-covered candy, unwrapping it, and taking a bite. It’s got peanut butter on the inside, and it’s delicious. Red hums with delight, finishing the first in her hand and going for seconds.
The limo pulls into the school drive way—where a large sign reads: Welcome to Auradon prep; goodness doesn’t get any better! Red only blinked and turned back to the candy bar.
Red slips a handful of the chocolate peanut butter cups into her bag, along with some cherry lollipops and gummy worms.
As the limo pulls up to the infamous Auradon prep courtyard, Red hears band music, loud and cheerful. She squints, rolling her shoulders before stepping out of the limo as the door opens, squinting again at the bright sun as she’s greeted by a horde of students.
And at the front, the headmistress, a girl Red’s age in blue, and a familiar face.
Among the crowd were banners and signs, ranging from ‘welcome to Auradon prep’ to ‘welcome to Auradon Princess Quinn!’
She squints at the sight of her name.
She didn’t expect this much of a…welcome, she isn’t sure if she enjoys it.
Red’s attention returns to the headmistress as she steps forward, the band ending their song just after she does. “Welcome to Auradon prep, Princess Quinn,” The headmistress goes to bow, but is stopped by Red, who lifts her hand, waiting to speak. “Yes?” the headmistress asks with a kind smile.
“Uh, I prefer to be called Red. But…just Red, no princess stuff, please.” Red says, remembering her manners. The headmistress smiles brightly. “Of course, Red. Now. As I was saying, welcome to Auradon prep. I’m Headmistress Jane, and this is my vice—headmistress: Uma, whom I’m sure you know.”
Jane gestures to the woman beside her, the familiar face. Uma, who smirks at Red as she gives a shy wave to the ex—pirate. “And this is Chloe, who will be your guide for today and show you all around Auradon prep, and help you get settled.” Jane gestures to the girl to her left. She’s Red’s age, wearing mostly blue and silver with cute blue boots that had glass butterflies on them, with a bright smile and curly, deep brown hair that was dyed blue mid-way through, everything pulled into a sparkly puffy ponytail.
“Hello ~, I’m Chloe Charming, it’s very nice to meet you!” Chloe said enthusiastically, holding out her hand to Red, who hesitantly took it.
“Back at you,” Red muttered, crossing her arms when Chloe finally pulled her hand back. Chloe’s smile strained a bit at Red’s aloof attitude but brushed it off—stepping back to stand with Jane again.
Jane smiled, clapping her hands together as Uma glances between Red and Chloe. “Wonderful! Now, I’ll leave you two to it, if you need anything, anything at all, you can ask Chloe or come find Uma or me in our offices.” Jane began to walk away and then gasped lightly, stepping back again. “Oh! And as you might’ve guessed I have a little thing about curfews, no later than 12 am.”
And with that Jane and Uma walked off—the welcoming crowd dispersing as Red and Chloe stared at each other, Chloe with a bright but strained smile, and Red’s face blank; just staring.
…
“So! Let’s begin with the tour, shall we?” Chloe said with a click of her heels, twirling around towards the entrance of the castle. “Auradon prep! Originally built over 300 years ago and converted into a high school by King Beast, when he was elected king!” Red slowly followed after Chloe, taking in all the sights of Auradon prep.
It was calm…peaceful. A total opposite of the isle, and wonderland.
Red liked it.
“Now, originally—there was a king Beast statue right here, but two years ago, there was a petition for it to be transformed into a statue of Queen Mal.” Chloe said, stopping at the statue in the middle of the courtyard garden, Red looked up, seeing a bronze/gold statue of Queen Mal, one arm poised behind her back as the other held a spell book, a smile on her face.
Chloe clapped her hands, and the statue transformed into a dragon that towered over the gardens atop a rock, wings arched behind it—Red jumped back in fright; one, having not expected that, and two, it looked like the Jabberwocky.
Chloe jolted a little in surprise as Red jumped back, raising her fists as if ready for a fight. “It's uh…just a statute, it's okay,” Chloe said, a little unsure as Red huffed and quickly lowered her fists, side-eyeing the dragon statue.
“It looks like the Jabberwocky,” She grumbled beneath her breath, though Chloe heard her, now curious.
“What's a Jabberwocky?” Chloe asked, leaning back as Red passed by her roughly.
“It’s a monster that eats annoying girls.” Red huffed, moving towards the dorm castle doors. Chloe frowned, rolling her shoulders.
“Rude.” She grumbled, following Red, glancing down at her clipboard.
The two enter the main foyer of the dorm castle, stairs to the upper floor are on either side with a large fireplace ahead, and two hallways lead to more dorm rooms on either side of the large room. Red nods a little, it’s cute, nice, homey even.
“So, uh, continuing with the tour—this castle is the Auradon prep dorm castle, originally, it was both a school and dorms, but when demand for space increased as the new generation of Auradon children reached school age, the building across the way was built to be the school, while this castle was fully transitioned into a dorm building.” Chloe explained as Red slowly nodded.
When Red gave no further response, Chloe cleared her throat and continued on, looking down at her clipboard. “So. Classes!” she said cheerily, even if Red wasn’t responding to her at all. “Of course, you have the required classes like, history of woodmen and pirates, safety rules for the internet, and remedial goodness 101!” Red turned at the last class, raising her brow.
“Lemme guess, vk only class?” Red guessed with a drawl, crossing her arms as she wandered over to Chloe, peeking at the chart she had. Chloe cleared her throat again and nodded. “Uh, yeah, created when the original four vks came to Auradon prep, it’s taught by Headmistress Jane and Uma,”
Red nodded, leaning back as Chloe shifted the clipboard in her hands. “Okay, uh, I’ll show you to your dorm—it seems you’re in rooom,” Chloe drew her finger down the paper she had, which was Red’s schedule, until she reached Red’s dorm room number. “Oh…the uh, princess suite,” Chloe said awkwardly, her knee twitching.
“Something wrong with that?” Red asked, looking at Chloe over her shoulder, having been staring at the details of the main foyer. “Uh—yes-no! No, not at all, uh, it’s just…also my dorm…guess we’re roommates,” Chloe said with a strained smile, holding back a scream.
“Yay,” Red drawled in the driest voice she could muster, following Chloe up the stairs to the right and to their now shared dorm room. Chloe took out her key and unlocked her room. It was actually very nice, a large room with windows facing the front gardens, a fireplace to the right, and Chloe's bed to the left. Currently, there was no 2nd bed for Red; but that would be remedied by the end of the day.
Red stepped in, and admired it, it was clean, and very blue. “Cute,” she mumbled, looking at the butterfly designs that were all over Chloe’s stuff, from her bedsheets to the wall décor, to her vanity, all blue and butterflies.
Red dropped her bag onto Chloe’s white vanity stool, and Chloe’s eye twitched a little. “I’m guessing my stuff is going on that side?” Red drawled, pointing to the right side of the room, opposite where Chloe’s bed was. Chloe nodded, clearing her throat.
“Uh, yes, I believe your bed will be delivered while we finish the tour,” Chloe said, and Red nodded, using Chloe’s vanity to touch up her rose hair buns, picking up a piece of Chloe’s makeup to examine it, setting it down but not in the same spot. Chloe twitches and nudges the concealer tube back into its spot.
Red sees Chloe do that and smirks, believing Chloe was a clean freak, and she was going to have fun messing with her. “So, roomie, got any more of that tour to show me?” Red said with a smirk, and Chloe sighed.
“Yes, follow me,” Chloe said, handing Red her dorm room key before they left the room—Chloe making sure the door was locked behind them before guiding Red through the dorm room castle.
They went back down to the first level, and Chloe showed Red the common room, a room where the students of Auradon prep could hang out to relax, study, or whatever they wanted to do(as long as it wasn’t against the rules.) Red looked around the room, raising her brow at the three students that were hanging out near one of the windows—it was a girl and two boys.
The girl was dark-skinned with large, coiled purple and white hair, wearing a mix of sea green and purple, a smirk on her face as the boy beside her dug into a bag that clearly wasn’t his. The boy had short shaggy black hair, wearing black eyeliner and mostly black clothes decorated with silver studs and a skull belt. The other boy had short brown scruffy hair, with an infuriating smirk, pointed ears, and wore forest green.
Red recognized two out of the three teens, the girl was Marceline: daughter of Morgana the sea witch—Uma’s baby cousin. The boy in black was Enzo Teach, son of Blackbeard. But the other boy, the one in green, Red had no clue who he was.
“Who’s that with Enzo and Marceline?” Red asked Chloe as she began to walk out, clearly not wanting to hang around where the three were. Red followed.
“You know those two?” Chloe asked, frowning. Red nodded.
“Yeah, from the isle, grew up with them. They’re annoying,” Red said with a shrug, and Chloe seemed to relax a little bit, glad Red wasn’t buddy buddy with those three.
“The boy is Peyton Pan,” Chloe said, and Red tilted her head. Pan?
“Like, Peter Pan? What's the son of a hero doing with a pirate and a sea witch?” Red asked and Chloe sighed.
“They’re all rule breakers, and Peyton knows how to get them out of trouble. I suggest you stay out of their way, they don’t care about anyone but themselves and will take what they want without concern for consequences.” Chloe grumbled. Ah, so they hadn’t changed at all, Red thought.
“Sounds like you’re speaking from experience,” Red commented and Chloe sighed, nodding. “They’re big bullies,” Chloe muttered, the two stepping into the cafeteria. “This is the cafeteria, serves all three meals every day, breakfast starts at 6am and ends at 10am, lunch starts at 11am and ends at 2, and dinner starts at 530pm and goes to 9pm.” Chloe said, writing down notes on Red’s schedule.
“The kitchens are open to students every night after dinner finishes and the kitchens are cleaned, all the cooks ask is that you clean up after yourself and write down what you used on the inventory notepad on the fridge.” Chloe prattled on, and Red slowly nodded, looking around the massive cafeteria, spotting a few students eating at some of the tables.
After the cafeteria was the library, the hours of which were 8am to 11pm, as Chloe told her, and after that, Chloe continued to tour outside the castle. “Now that way are the tourney fields, the school building is just across the way from the castle,” Chloe said, pointing to each direction she mentioned, Red standing beside her with her arms crossed.
Chloe turned to Red. “Any questions?” she asked, and Red pursed her lips, shaking her head.
“Not that I can think of,” She muttered, taking the several sheets of paper that Chloe handed her.
“Wonderful, now, these are your schedules, and a list of extracurricular classes you can choose from once you’re settled, and a map of the school. I gotta go now, bye.” Chloe said quickly, and then she was gone, off to one of her clubs. Red blinked, watching her go, holding the papers and map to her chest.
Red returned to the dorm room, her bags now stacked on the right side of the room with a very pink canopy bed against the wall. Red cracked her knuckles and rolled her neck, tossing the papers onto Chloe’s vanity. “Let’s get to work,”
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Chloe returns to the dorm room, her hair in a different style yet again, and gawks at the mess she steps into. All her stuff from the right side of the room is pushed to the left in an unorganized mess, and there's a pile of red and black luggage where her stuff used to be, and the bed's pink bedding was tossed to the floor, replaced with a white duvet with little red hearts, red pillows, and black sheets.
It’s a hot mess, Chloe thinks, and she hates it. She takes a few deep breaths, stepping into the room and beginning to clean up her side of the room—pushing furniture into open spots that still allowed her floor room and kept far away from Red’s side.
“Hey Princess,” Red greeted with a smirk, sitting on her bed, a mess of clothes and makeup sitting on her newly fitted sheets. “Hope you don’t mind, i made some room for myself,”
Chloe huffed, twisting back around and continuing to organize her room back into perfection, not a thing out of place; even though everything was a bit squished together now, but she could better arrange her room when it was clean again.
Chloe wasn’t sure if this new living arrangement would last.
She was already dreading her new roommate.
End of Chapters 1-5.
Thank you for reading!!!! eeee~! i'm giddy just gettig this ready to post, i cant wait for you all to read it!!
So I just simultaneously did, and possibly didn't lose my job today :)
Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.
So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.
But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.
It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?
So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:
Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.
And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. 🎉.
So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".
So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.
I don't know what else to say aside from I've been laughing all day and I'm gonna have a hell of a time explaining Schrodinger's Unemployment to the benefits office.
Update that is not an update because I'm basically certain this isn't what actually happened:
My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.
Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.
Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.
Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).
Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues
(also shout out to the person who proposed Carmen Sandiego)
According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.
Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.
For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.
So now I'm officially out of a job. Because my workplace was literally stolen in the night.
Actually fuck it let's share some photos cause I wouldn't be inclined to believe this myself. It's not like anyone can stalk me at my job now and I'm not gonna have to see any coworkers that might find my tumblr.
Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life
Aaand a close-up:
The last remains of a once Very Much Solid And Immobile Workplace
Rise of Red rewrite but i keep the plot(mostly) instead of making my own
Summary; Chloe Charming has a very different life than Red, full of love, adventure, and gifts from two very loving parents. The contrast between the two couldn't be more obvious.
Part 1
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Ceriella Kingdom Castle, home of Cinderella, King Charming and Chloe Charming—6am, August 29th.
Sword’s clashed brilliantly in the late summer sun, the shuffle of feet echoing across the courtyard Chloe Charming and her dad had decided to make their arena.
Their faces were covered by fencing helmets, protecting their heads, while their matching blue protective jackets shielded their bodies from any blows the other might deliver.
“Ha!” King Charming laughed, striking Chloe’s shoulder, and she groaned.
“Hit!” She announced, stepping back, cursing her faulty footwork. She was a single step off and allowed her father the advantage.
“Relax Chloe,” her dad laughed, fixing his fencing helmet. “It’s just practice,” Chloe only huffed, getting into position again—nearby the hedges, away from the fight but spectating at request, a servant rang a bell and the match began again.
Chloe lunged forward, meeting her fathers blade as they began to strike at each other—back and forth, Chloe’s footwork perfect as she pushed her father back to the wall of the courtyard. She swiped at his feet—frowning as he jumped and went over the wall, goading her to follow.
“The match has to stay within the box!” Chloe said, pointing at the piste around her. Her father laughed from behind his mask, goading Chloe after him again.
Chloe groaned, her head tipping back—she paced the piste for a moment before running out of the courtyard after her father, who laughed and met her blade with his as they began to clash all over the grounds of the castle.
Cinderella emerged from the castle, talking to the head maid who was currently making sure all of Chloe’s things were packed and ready to load in the car—smiling as she saw her daughter and husband sword fighting in the front gardens.
“And make sure Chloe’s gear doesn’t get left behind after she changes,” Cinderella told Louise, who nodded, turning to another servant who went to get Chloe’s shower ready for her.
Cinderella began making her way down towards Chloe and Christopher, smiling wildly as Chloe disarmed her father, tipping her head up in victory.
King Charming laughed, and then snuck his foot out—hooking it behind Chloe’s boot and yanking back—Chloe yelped, tripping. “Dad! That’s cheating!” She accused, smacking him with the pommel of his sword.
“No, the match ended, This!—,” King Charming scooped his daughter up over his shoulder, and spun her around, making her squeal and drop their swords—her helmet falling from her head, revealing her dark braided hair with blue sparkly tinsel in it. “—is cheating!”
“Daaad!” Chloe squealed, holding onto him for dear life as he spun them round and round, until she was laughing uncontrollably. Her father finally slowed and she looked up, seeing her mom. “Mom! Help! Dad's gone mad!”
“Mad? Never. I’m Charming,” her dad cooed, looking at Chloe over his shoulder as Cinderella laughed, shaking her head fondly.
“That’s debatable,” She teased, and Chloe rolled off her dad's shoulder, landing gracefully on the grass—shoving her dad, and he shoved her back, laughing.
He turned to his wife, giving her that charming grin, offering his hand. “M’lady,” He hummed, grunting as Chloe shoulder-slammed him and sent him to the side. Cinderella laughed, holding her hands to her stomach as her two beloveds rough-played on the ground before Chloe popped up—her father's sword in hand.
“Ha! I win!” Chloe roared in victory, giggling as her father swiped at her legs playfully and she ran, skirting around her mother. Cinderella laughed as they ran around her until she held her hands up, stopping the chase.
“As much as I love to watch this, Chloe does have some packing left to do,” Cinderella said with a smile, and Chloe sighed, handing her father his sword back.
“You’re just saying that to get me out of the house so you can celebrate your anniversary,” Chloe teased, as they were the classic cheesy lovey-dovey parents, the kind all teenagers loved yet hated.
“Exactly,” King Charming said with a far too serious nod, snickering as Cinderella playfully smacked him. “Kidding, kidding.” He chuckled, kissing Cinderella’s knuckles as he took her hand gently in his.
“While we are excited, it’s your first day back at Auradon prep, and today is about you pumpkin,” Cinderella said, smiling at her daughter, who grinned back.
“uh-huh, like you two aren’t two seconds away from waltzing to this is love,” Chloe teased, and King Charming raised his brows at Cinderella, offering a charming smile. Cinderella laughed, shaking her head. “What was it again? Castle-coming? Where you two first met?” Chloe teased as her father wrapped his arms around her mother's waist and began to sway with her.
“Thirty-five years ago,” King Charming hummed, smiling as he pressed his cheek to Cinderella’s, the two swaying as Chloe groaned and fake gagged. “it was my first ball after coming of age as prince of my kingdom, your mother and I went to school together but it wasn’t till Castle-coming till she noticed just how charming I was,” King Charming teased and Cinderella laughed, grabbing her husband’s hands, spinning herself out of his grip.
“I had a lot on my mind back then, but I wouldn’t change a thing about that night,” Cinderella said, the two sharing a kiss and Chloe fake gagged again, Cinderella laughing at her daughter.
“Okay, leaving, I’m walking to school, byyyye,” Chloe dramatically said, groaning as her mother caught her shoulders.
“One last thing, now I know you finished packing, but do you think you have room for one more pair of shoes?” Cinderella asked, waving forward a servant who held an elegant shoe box. Chloe gasped softly, taking off her fencing gloves to open the periwinkle box, the top stamped with FG’s signature logo; a sign of specially Fairy Godmother-enchanted shoes, and Chloe had just been waiting for her own pair after her 16th birthday back in May.
“Oh mom!” Chloe gasped, grabbing one of the silver boots with a glass heel, studded with diamonds from heel to toe, and silvery magical glitter all along the ankle. “They’re beautiful!” Chloe said, tapping her nail against the sturdy glass heel.
“What's the occasion?” Chloe asked with a bright grin, turning to her mom, who smiled back.
“Just an appreciation gift, pumpkin,” King Charming said, kissing Chloe’s temple. “You strive to make good choices every day, and be kind even when it’s tough.”
“You make us both so proud,” Cinderella continued. “and you got all straight A’s last year, and volunteered at the isle youth center,” Chloe beamed bashfully, shifting on her feet, but pride filled her at their praise.
“You are our shining star, and you earned an extra gift,” Cinderella said and Chloe grinned, her cheeks hurting as both her parents pulled her into a hug.
“Thank you,” Chloe whispered, admiring the silver boots again. “I love them,” Cinderella smiled, and then nodded towards the castle.
“Well, are you gonna try them on?” Cinderella teased, and Chloe grinned, snatching up her new shoes and booking it up the garden hill back to the castle—ready for whatever was going to come her way.
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Back again so soon? Wow, you must really like me.
Anyway, moms pissed. She woke up to her whole courtyard vandalized, and decided I had to be pissed with her…thankfully she has no clue it was me ha!
“Her imperial highness, her grace, her excellency, her royal majesty; the queen of hearts!” The white rabbit cried as the queen of hearts was escorted into her courtyard, her face the picture of anger as she took in the destruction of her beloved garden courtyard and the royal family portrait hall.
The white rabbit turned as a heart scepter tapped his shoulder, spotting the king of Hearts. The white rabbit sighed. “And the king,” The queen stood from her throne that had been carried in, glaring at all that had happened. The smashed vases, the ruined portrait, firecracker debris left behind.
And worst of all, the roses were painted Red, and the hedges chopped in half.
“Who has painted my roses red?!” The Queen roared, slamming her heart scepter to the ground, glaring at all the guards and servants gathered, all looking down to avoid her gaze. “Who has painted my roses red?! Who dares to taint with vulgar paint, the royal flower bed?! For painting my roses red! Someone will lose their head!” The queen bellowed, glaring at her servants and guards.
She turned to Jack of Diamonds, who bowed his head, kneeling in the courtyard. “Who has defaced my portrait, my hedges, my vases?” she hissed, drawing closer to the near trembling guard.
“We were unable to capture her, your majesty,” Jack of Diamonds said, clenching his jaw. “They were ready for us, and slipped away. But I've tripled patrols to find them, and offered ten diamonds in return for information or capture.” The queen curled her lip, unsatisfied.
“Her royal highness, Princess Red of hearts!” The white rabbit cried, and the queen turned, her lip curling higher as she took in her daughter—who seemed to have only just woken up. Her hair was a mess, unbrushed, untamed. She had eye-bags from the lack of sleep, and her clothes were not something the queen would ever pick out, something an overland, or even Auradon kid would wear.
“I see you couldn’t even be brothered to dress properly for court,” the queen sneered at her daughter as Red found her place beside her father—the cheery man giving her a smile, the only spot of light in the Wonderland royal family.
Red made eye contact with Jack, who simply looked away—and Red breathed a sigh of relief—he wouldn’t snitch on her. “I find that outfit…offensive,” The queen sneered, plucking at Red’s heart chain belt.
Red looked at her mother, tired, and just plain over it. “I’m sorry being me offends you,” Red drawled and the queen huffed, stepping away—turning back to the courtyard.
“Apologies, my dear, to call upon you before noon, but while you were sleeping—the royal courtyard was vandalized.” Red glanced around at her handy work, wow, it looked even better than the night before—now that she had time to appreciate it. She looked back at her mother. “And this—sorry excuse for a head guard, failed to protect my property and the royal portraits, even yours.”
Red bit her inner lip, remembering the thrill of chopping her own royal portrait in half.
“And just look at what the vandal did to my courtyard portrait,” The queen seethed. Red turn, taking in the pink splatters all over her mothers massive portrait that hung in the courtyard, with the words—in bold black—‘DOWN WITH THE MAD QUEEN’ sprayed over it.
Huh…who put that there? Red genuinely wondered, but hoped it had been a castle townie, taking inspiration from her.
“so what shall we do, hmm?” The queen went on, turning her gaze back to Jack of Diamonds, who stared at the floor. “poke thorns in his eyes? Off with his head?” Red swallowed hard, her shoulders tensing as her mother turned to her, offering a scary smile. “as you’ll be queen one day, you’ll decide.”
Red was quiet. Her? decide the fate of a guard she’d made go through a wild goose chase the night before? “okay,” Red said faintly, stepping forward, clearing her throat—her mother looked on in excitement.
“For your lack of professionalism, your failure to capture the criminal who vandalized the royal courtyard, you are hereby removed from the guard, and exiled. You will never return to this castle, and if you do—it’s off with your head.” Red said clearly, sparing his life, and Jack of Diamonds let out a short sigh.
Red turned to her mother, who looked torn between pride, and disappointment. “No beheading?” her mother cooed, pouting, and Red shook her head.
“We’ll save it for the vandal; it’ll be more potent then, a proper showing of what happens when one defies the queen of hearts.” Red said, knowing the criminal would never be captured, after all, it was she. Her mother huffed, but was—mostly—happy with Red’s answer.
Thank the white rabbit for all those diplomatic lessons. She hated them, but they helped keep her mother's mood swings down, and happy. Jack of Diamonds was stripped of his badge and armor, dragged off to live in exile—far away from her mothers kingdom.
“You’re too kind Red,” Her mother cooed, pinching her cheek, and Red managed to pull away without offending her mother. “I was like that too, when I was young—so open to kindess, and love,” she said that word with a sneer, like it was something to spit on. “Such things like that only make you weak, and open to betrayal.” She cupped Red’s cheek.
“Do not let such foolishness befall you, my dear,” her mother cooed, and while she was speaking some cruel words, Red wished her mother was more often this soft-spoken and…nice wasn’t the right word, but it was going to be the one Red had to use.
Sometimes, it actually felt like Red’s mom loved her.
“I won't,” Red said, and the queen hummed, turning as the white rabbit announced the arrival of Maddox Hatter. She rose her brows, watching as her castle engineer bowed.
“Your Majesty, apologies for interrupting court, but a letter has arrived, from Auradon; for Red.” Maddox said, much to Red and the Queen of Hearts shock. The queen stepped forward, snatching up the letter, handing it to the white rabbit to read.
He stumbled for a moment, tearing at the wax seal with one of his nails, holding it in his paws as he read aloud; “Dear Queen of Hearts, her royal majesty of Wonderland. As the new principle of Auradon prep, it is my honor to invite your daughter, Princess Red of wonderland; to attend Auradon prep. I hope you’ll join us for our welcoming day ceremony, held on August 29th 2024, 10 am. If you accept, this invitation will serve as your Key to Auradon. Uma of the isle, ambassador, Pirate, principal of Auradon Prep. and-and signed by King Ben” The white rabbit finished.
The queen worked her jaw, Uma, she remembered her—the scrawny sea witch girl, Ursula’s daughter, that Maleficent's twat of a daughter had humiliated. Shrimpy. She’d become stronger, if she recalled, eventually choosing good just like those original four vks had. “Another villains gone soft,” She muttered quietly, taking the letter from the white rabbit, reading it over again for herself.
Red was shocked—she? Got an invite to Auradon prep? crazy! And cool, she hoped her mother would say yes, she’d love to leave Wonderland. But knowing her mother, she probably wouldn’t. Red pouted, offering a wonky smile to Maddox as he slipped beside her as the king of Hearts wandered up to the queen’s side.
“What do you think my dear? I think it’s a good idea, to make connections with Auradon after so long being separated,” The king said, and the queen seemed to seriously consider it, patting the kings cheek, before turning to Red, smiling.
“We accept,” the queen cooed, marking off the invitation—and a copy of it appeared, flying back to Auradon.
Red’s jaw dropped. “what?” she asked, fully shocked. “for real? I actually get to go to Auradon prep? I thought you hated Auradon?” Red asked and the queen shrugged.
“Perhaps it's time to turn a new rose petal,” the queen said, heading back for her throne, sitting down, and the guards picked it up. “Pack your things! You’re going to a new school today,” Red sucked in a breath, looking at the spare pocket watch the white rabbit kept on hand—it was 6am, she only had a few hours to pack!
“Going!” Red said, rushing past her mother to go to her room and pack, finding her bag that Jack had snatched from her the night before, sighing. She just hoped he’d be okay—she thought as she hid her bag and began packing.
It was going to be a new dawn, at Auradon prep, and she was excited. She was going to get to leave Wonderland and be away from her mom?!
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Rise of Red rewrite but i keep the plot(mostly) instead of making my own
Summary; Chloe Charming has a very different life than Red, full of love, adventure, and gifts from two very loving parents. The contrast between the two couldn't be more obvious.
Part 1
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Ceriella Kingdom Castle, home of Cinderella, King Charming and Chloe Charming—6am, August 29th.
Sword’s clashed brilliantly in the late summer sun, the shuffle of feet echoing across the courtyard Chloe Charming and her dad had decided to make their arena.
Their faces were covered by fencing helmets, protecting their heads, while their matching blue protective jackets shielded their bodies from any blows the other might deliver.
“Ha!” King Charming laughed, striking Chloe’s shoulder, and she groaned.
“Hit!” She announced, stepping back, cursing her faulty footwork. She was a single step off and allowed her father the advantage.
“Relax Chloe,” her dad laughed, fixing his fencing helmet. “It’s just practice,” Chloe only huffed, getting into position again—nearby the hedges, away from the fight but spectating at request, a servant rang a bell and the match began again.
Chloe lunged forward, meeting her fathers blade as they began to strike at each other—back and forth, Chloe’s footwork perfect as she pushed her father back to the wall of the courtyard. She swiped at his feet—frowning as he jumped and went over the wall, goading her to follow.
“The match has to stay within the box!” Chloe said, pointing at the piste around her. Her father laughed from behind his mask, goading Chloe after him again.
Chloe groaned, her head tipping back—she paced the piste for a moment before running out of the courtyard after her father, who laughed and met her blade with his as they began to clash all over the grounds of the castle.
Cinderella emerged from the castle, talking to the head maid who was currently making sure all of Chloe’s things were packed and ready to load in the car—smiling as she saw her daughter and husband sword fighting in the front gardens.
“And make sure Chloe’s gear doesn’t get left behind after she changes,” Cinderella told Louise, who nodded, turning to another servant who went to get Chloe’s shower ready for her.
Cinderella began making her way down towards Chloe and Christopher, smiling wildly as Chloe disarmed her father, tipping her head up in victory.
King Charming laughed, and then snuck his foot out—hooking it behind Chloe’s boot and yanking back—Chloe yelped, tripping. “Dad! That’s cheating!” She accused, smacking him with the pommel of his sword.
“No, the match ended, This!—,” King Charming scooped his daughter up over his shoulder, and spun her around, making her squeal and drop their swords—her helmet falling from her head, revealing her dark braided hair with blue sparkly tinsel in it. “—is cheating!”
“Daaad!” Chloe squealed, holding onto him for dear life as he spun them round and round, until she was laughing uncontrollably. Her father finally slowed and she looked up, seeing her mom. “Mom! Help! Dad's gone mad!”
“Mad? Never. I’m Charming,” her dad cooed, looking at Chloe over his shoulder as Cinderella laughed, shaking her head fondly.
“That’s debatable,” She teased, and Chloe rolled off her dad's shoulder, landing gracefully on the grass—shoving her dad, and he shoved her back, laughing.
He turned to his wife, giving her that charming grin, offering his hand. “M’lady,” He hummed, grunting as Chloe shoulder-slammed him and sent him to the side. Cinderella laughed, holding her hands to her stomach as her two beloveds rough-played on the ground before Chloe popped up—her father's sword in hand.
“Ha! I win!” Chloe roared in victory, giggling as her father swiped at her legs playfully and she ran, skirting around her mother. Cinderella laughed as they ran around her until she held her hands up, stopping the chase.
“As much as I love to watch this, Chloe does have some packing left to do,” Cinderella said with a smile, and Chloe sighed, handing her father his sword back.
“You’re just saying that to get me out of the house so you can celebrate your anniversary,” Chloe teased, as they were the classic cheesy lovey-dovey parents, the kind all teenagers loved yet hated.
“Exactly,” King Charming said with a far too serious nod, snickering as Cinderella playfully smacked him. “Kidding, kidding.” He chuckled, kissing Cinderella’s knuckles as he took her hand gently in his.
“While we are excited, it’s your first day back at Auradon prep, and today is about you pumpkin,” Cinderella said, smiling at her daughter, who grinned back.
“uh-huh, like you two aren’t two seconds away from waltzing to this is love,” Chloe teased, and King Charming raised his brows at Cinderella, offering a charming smile. Cinderella laughed, shaking her head. “What was it again? Castle-coming? Where you two first met?” Chloe teased as her father wrapped his arms around her mother's waist and began to sway with her.
“Thirty-five years ago,” King Charming hummed, smiling as he pressed his cheek to Cinderella’s, the two swaying as Chloe groaned and fake gagged. “it was my first ball after coming of age as prince of my kingdom, your mother and I went to school together but it wasn’t till Castle-coming till she noticed just how charming I was,” King Charming teased and Cinderella laughed, grabbing her husband’s hands, spinning herself out of his grip.
“I had a lot on my mind back then, but I wouldn’t change a thing about that night,” Cinderella said, the two sharing a kiss and Chloe fake gagged again, Cinderella laughing at her daughter.
“Okay, leaving, I’m walking to school, byyyye,” Chloe dramatically said, groaning as her mother caught her shoulders.
“One last thing, now I know you finished packing, but do you think you have room for one more pair of shoes?” Cinderella asked, waving forward a servant who held an elegant shoe box. Chloe gasped softly, taking off her fencing gloves to open the periwinkle box, the top stamped with FG’s signature logo; a sign of specially Fairy Godmother-enchanted shoes, and Chloe had just been waiting for her own pair after her 16th birthday back in May.
“Oh mom!” Chloe gasped, grabbing one of the silver boots with a glass heel, studded with diamonds from heel to toe, and silvery magical glitter all along the ankle. “They’re beautiful!” Chloe said, tapping her nail against the sturdy glass heel.
“What's the occasion?” Chloe asked with a bright grin, turning to her mom, who smiled back.
“Just an appreciation gift, pumpkin,” King Charming said, kissing Chloe’s temple. “You strive to make good choices every day, and be kind even when it’s tough.”
“You make us both so proud,” Cinderella continued. “and you got all straight A’s last year, and volunteered at the isle youth center,” Chloe beamed bashfully, shifting on her feet, but pride filled her at their praise.
“You are our shining star, and you earned an extra gift,” Cinderella said and Chloe grinned, her cheeks hurting as both her parents pulled her into a hug.
“Thank you,” Chloe whispered, admiring the silver boots again. “I love them,” Cinderella smiled, and then nodded towards the castle.
“Well, are you gonna try them on?” Cinderella teased, and Chloe grinned, snatching up her new shoes and booking it up the garden hill back to the castle—ready for whatever was going to come her way.
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Back again so soon? Wow, you must really like me.
Anyway, moms pissed. She woke up to her whole courtyard vandalized, and decided I had to be pissed with her…thankfully she has no clue it was me ha!
“Her imperial highness, her grace, her excellency, her royal majesty; the queen of hearts!” The white rabbit cried as the queen of hearts was escorted into her courtyard, her face the picture of anger as she took in the destruction of her beloved garden courtyard and the royal family portrait hall.
The white rabbit turned as a heart scepter tapped his shoulder, spotting the king of Hearts. The white rabbit sighed. “And the king,” The queen stood from her throne that had been carried in, glaring at all that had happened. The smashed vases, the ruined portrait, firecracker debris left behind.
And worst of all, the roses were painted Red, and the hedges chopped in half.
“Who has painted my roses red?!” The Queen roared, slamming her heart scepter to the ground, glaring at all the guards and servants gathered, all looking down to avoid her gaze. “Who has painted my roses red?! Who dares to taint with vulgar paint, the royal flower bed?! For painting my roses red! Someone will lose their head!” The queen bellowed, glaring at her servants and guards.
She turned to Jack of Diamonds, who bowed his head, kneeling in the courtyard. “Who has defaced my portrait, my hedges, my vases?” she hissed, drawing closer to the near trembling guard.
“We were unable to capture her, your majesty,” Jack of Diamonds said, clenching his jaw. “They were ready for us, and slipped away. But I've tripled patrols to find them, and offered ten diamonds in return for information or capture.” The queen curled her lip, unsatisfied.
“Her royal highness, Princess Red of hearts!” The white rabbit cried, and the queen turned, her lip curling higher as she took in her daughter—who seemed to have only just woken up. Her hair was a mess, unbrushed, untamed. She had eye-bags from the lack of sleep, and her clothes were not something the queen would ever pick out, something an overland, or even Auradon kid would wear.
“I see you couldn’t even be brothered to dress properly for court,” the queen sneered at her daughter as Red found her place beside her father—the cheery man giving her a smile, the only spot of light in the Wonderland royal family.
Red made eye contact with Jack, who simply looked away—and Red breathed a sigh of relief—he wouldn’t snitch on her. “I find that outfit…offensive,” The queen sneered, plucking at Red’s heart chain belt.
Red looked at her mother, tired, and just plain over it. “I’m sorry being me offends you,” Red drawled and the queen huffed, stepping away—turning back to the courtyard.
“Apologies, my dear, to call upon you before noon, but while you were sleeping—the royal courtyard was vandalized.” Red glanced around at her handy work, wow, it looked even better than the night before—now that she had time to appreciate it. She looked back at her mother. “And this—sorry excuse for a head guard, failed to protect my property and the royal portraits, even yours.”
Red bit her inner lip, remembering the thrill of chopping her own royal portrait in half.
“And just look at what the vandal did to my courtyard portrait,” The queen seethed. Red turn, taking in the pink splatters all over her mothers massive portrait that hung in the courtyard, with the words—in bold black—‘DOWN WITH THE MAD QUEEN’ sprayed over it.
Huh…who put that there? Red genuinely wondered, but hoped it had been a castle townie, taking inspiration from her.
“so what shall we do, hmm?” The queen went on, turning her gaze back to Jack of Diamonds, who stared at the floor. “poke thorns in his eyes? Off with his head?” Red swallowed hard, her shoulders tensing as her mother turned to her, offering a scary smile. “as you’ll be queen one day, you’ll decide.”
Red was quiet. Her? decide the fate of a guard she’d made go through a wild goose chase the night before? “okay,” Red said faintly, stepping forward, clearing her throat—her mother looked on in excitement.
“For your lack of professionalism, your failure to capture the criminal who vandalized the royal courtyard, you are hereby removed from the guard, and exiled. You will never return to this castle, and if you do—it’s off with your head.” Red said clearly, sparing his life, and Jack of Diamonds let out a short sigh.
Red turned to her mother, who looked torn between pride, and disappointment. “No beheading?” her mother cooed, pouting, and Red shook her head.
“We’ll save it for the vandal; it’ll be more potent then, a proper showing of what happens when one defies the queen of hearts.” Red said, knowing the criminal would never be captured, after all, it was she. Her mother huffed, but was—mostly—happy with Red’s answer.
Thank the white rabbit for all those diplomatic lessons. She hated them, but they helped keep her mother's mood swings down, and happy. Jack of Diamonds was stripped of his badge and armor, dragged off to live in exile—far away from her mothers kingdom.
“You’re too kind Red,” Her mother cooed, pinching her cheek, and Red managed to pull away without offending her mother. “I was like that too, when I was young—so open to kindess, and love,” she said that word with a sneer, like it was something to spit on. “Such things like that only make you weak, and open to betrayal.” She cupped Red’s cheek.
“Do not let such foolishness befall you, my dear,” her mother cooed, and while she was speaking some cruel words, Red wished her mother was more often this soft-spoken and…nice wasn’t the right word, but it was going to be the one Red had to use.
Sometimes, it actually felt like Red’s mom loved her.
“I won't,” Red said, and the queen hummed, turning as the white rabbit announced the arrival of Maddox Hatter. She rose her brows, watching as her castle engineer bowed.
“Your Majesty, apologies for interrupting court, but a letter has arrived, from Auradon; for Red.” Maddox said, much to Red and the Queen of Hearts shock. The queen stepped forward, snatching up the letter, handing it to the white rabbit to read.
He stumbled for a moment, tearing at the wax seal with one of his nails, holding it in his paws as he read aloud; “Dear Queen of Hearts, her royal majesty of Wonderland. As the new principle of Auradon prep, it is my honor to invite your daughter, Princess Red of wonderland; to attend Auradon prep. I hope you’ll join us for our welcoming day ceremony, held on August 29th 2024, 10 am. If you accept, this invitation will serve as your Key to Auradon. Uma of the isle, ambassador, Pirate, principal of Auradon Prep. and-and signed by King Ben” The white rabbit finished.
The queen worked her jaw, Uma, she remembered her—the scrawny sea witch girl, Ursula’s daughter, that Maleficent's twat of a daughter had humiliated. Shrimpy. She’d become stronger, if she recalled, eventually choosing good just like those original four vks had. “Another villains gone soft,” She muttered quietly, taking the letter from the white rabbit, reading it over again for herself.
Red was shocked—she? Got an invite to Auradon prep? crazy! And cool, she hoped her mother would say yes, she’d love to leave Wonderland. But knowing her mother, she probably wouldn’t. Red pouted, offering a wonky smile to Maddox as he slipped beside her as the king of Hearts wandered up to the queen’s side.
“What do you think my dear? I think it’s a good idea, to make connections with Auradon after so long being separated,” The king said, and the queen seemed to seriously consider it, patting the kings cheek, before turning to Red, smiling.
“We accept,” the queen cooed, marking off the invitation—and a copy of it appeared, flying back to Auradon.
Red’s jaw dropped. “what?” she asked, fully shocked. “for real? I actually get to go to Auradon prep? I thought you hated Auradon?” Red asked and the queen shrugged.
“Perhaps it's time to turn a new rose petal,” the queen said, heading back for her throne, sitting down, and the guards picked it up. “Pack your things! You’re going to a new school today,” Red sucked in a breath, looking at the spare pocket watch the white rabbit kept on hand—it was 6am, she only had a few hours to pack!
“Going!” Red said, rushing past her mother to go to her room and pack, finding her bag that Jack had snatched from her the night before, sighing. She just hoped he’d be okay—she thought as she hid her bag and began packing.
It was going to be a new dawn, at Auradon prep, and she was excited. She was going to get to leave Wonderland and be away from her mom?!
Rise of Red rewrite but i keep the plot(mostly) instead of making my own
Summary; Chloe Charming has a very different life than Red, full of love, adventure, and gifts from two very loving parents. The contrast between the two couldn't be more obvious.
Part 1
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Ceriella Kingdom Castle, home of Cinderella, King Charming and Chloe Charming—6am, August 29th.
Sword’s clashed brilliantly in the late summer sun, the shuffle of feet echoing across the courtyard Chloe Charming and her dad had decided to make their arena.
Their faces were covered by fencing helmets, protecting their heads, while their matching blue protective jackets shielded their bodies from any blows the other might deliver.
“Ha!” King Charming laughed, striking Chloe’s shoulder, and she groaned.
“Hit!” She announced, stepping back, cursing her faulty footwork. She was a single step off and allowed her father the advantage.
“Relax Chloe,” her dad laughed, fixing his fencing helmet. “It’s just practice,” Chloe only huffed, getting into position again—nearby the hedges, away from the fight but spectating at request, a servant rang a bell and the match began again.
Chloe lunged forward, meeting her fathers blade as they began to strike at each other—back and forth, Chloe’s footwork perfect as she pushed her father back to the wall of the courtyard. She swiped at his feet—frowning as he jumped and went over the wall, goading her to follow.
“The match has to stay within the box!” Chloe said, pointing at the piste around her. Her father laughed from behind his mask, goading Chloe after him again.
Chloe groaned, her head tipping back—she paced the piste for a moment before running out of the courtyard after her father, who laughed and met her blade with his as they began to clash all over the grounds of the castle.
Cinderella emerged from the castle, talking to the head maid who was currently making sure all of Chloe’s things were packed and ready to load in the car—smiling as she saw her daughter and husband sword fighting in the front gardens.
“And make sure Chloe’s gear doesn’t get left behind after she changes,” Cinderella told Louise, who nodded, turning to another servant who went to get Chloe’s shower ready for her.
Cinderella began making her way down towards Chloe and Christopher, smiling wildly as Chloe disarmed her father, tipping her head up in victory.
King Charming laughed, and then snuck his foot out—hooking it behind Chloe’s boot and yanking back—Chloe yelped, tripping. “Dad! That’s cheating!” She accused, smacking him with the pommel of his sword.
“No, the match ended, This!—,” King Charming scooped his daughter up over his shoulder, and spun her around, making her squeal and drop their swords—her helmet falling from her head, revealing her dark braided hair with blue sparkly tinsel in it. “—is cheating!”
“Daaad!” Chloe squealed, holding onto him for dear life as he spun them round and round, until she was laughing uncontrollably. Her father finally slowed and she looked up, seeing her mom. “Mom! Help! Dad's gone mad!”
“Mad? Never. I’m Charming,” her dad cooed, looking at Chloe over his shoulder as Cinderella laughed, shaking her head fondly.
“That’s debatable,” She teased, and Chloe rolled off her dad's shoulder, landing gracefully on the grass—shoving her dad, and he shoved her back, laughing.
He turned to his wife, giving her that charming grin, offering his hand. “M’lady,” He hummed, grunting as Chloe shoulder-slammed him and sent him to the side. Cinderella laughed, holding her hands to her stomach as her two beloveds rough-played on the ground before Chloe popped up—her father's sword in hand.
“Ha! I win!” Chloe roared in victory, giggling as her father swiped at her legs playfully and she ran, skirting around her mother. Cinderella laughed as they ran around her until she held her hands up, stopping the chase.
“As much as I love to watch this, Chloe does have some packing left to do,” Cinderella said with a smile, and Chloe sighed, handing her father his sword back.
“You’re just saying that to get me out of the house so you can celebrate your anniversary,” Chloe teased, as they were the classic cheesy lovey-dovey parents, the kind all teenagers loved yet hated.
“Exactly,” King Charming said with a far too serious nod, snickering as Cinderella playfully smacked him. “Kidding, kidding.” He chuckled, kissing Cinderella’s knuckles as he took her hand gently in his.
“While we are excited, it’s your first day back at Auradon prep, and today is about you pumpkin,” Cinderella said, smiling at her daughter, who grinned back.
“uh-huh, like you two aren’t two seconds away from waltzing to this is love,” Chloe teased, and King Charming raised his brows at Cinderella, offering a charming smile. Cinderella laughed, shaking her head. “What was it again? Castle-coming? Where you two first met?” Chloe teased as her father wrapped his arms around her mother's waist and began to sway with her.
“Thirty-five years ago,” King Charming hummed, smiling as he pressed his cheek to Cinderella’s, the two swaying as Chloe groaned and fake gagged. “it was my first ball after coming of age as prince of my kingdom, your mother and I went to school together but it wasn’t till Castle-coming till she noticed just how charming I was,” King Charming teased and Cinderella laughed, grabbing her husband’s hands, spinning herself out of his grip.
“I had a lot on my mind back then, but I wouldn’t change a thing about that night,” Cinderella said, the two sharing a kiss and Chloe fake gagged again, Cinderella laughing at her daughter.
“Okay, leaving, I’m walking to school, byyyye,” Chloe dramatically said, groaning as her mother caught her shoulders.
“One last thing, now I know you finished packing, but do you think you have room for one more pair of shoes?” Cinderella asked, waving forward a servant who held an elegant shoe box. Chloe gasped softly, taking off her fencing gloves to open the periwinkle box, the top stamped with FG’s signature logo; a sign of specially Fairy Godmother-enchanted shoes, and Chloe had just been waiting for her own pair after her 16th birthday back in May.
“Oh mom!” Chloe gasped, grabbing one of the silver boots with a glass heel, studded with diamonds from heel to toe, and silvery magical glitter all along the ankle. “They’re beautiful!” Chloe said, tapping her nail against the sturdy glass heel.
“What's the occasion?” Chloe asked with a bright grin, turning to her mom, who smiled back.
“Just an appreciation gift, pumpkin,” King Charming said, kissing Chloe’s temple. “You strive to make good choices every day, and be kind even when it’s tough.”
“You make us both so proud,” Cinderella continued. “and you got all straight A’s last year, and volunteered at the isle youth center,” Chloe beamed bashfully, shifting on her feet, but pride filled her at their praise.
“You are our shining star, and you earned an extra gift,” Cinderella said and Chloe grinned, her cheeks hurting as both her parents pulled her into a hug.
“Thank you,” Chloe whispered, admiring the silver boots again. “I love them,” Cinderella smiled, and then nodded towards the castle.
“Well, are you gonna try them on?” Cinderella teased, and Chloe grinned, snatching up her new shoes and booking it up the garden hill back to the castle—ready for whatever was going to come her way.
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Back again so soon? Wow, you must really like me.
Anyway, moms pissed. She woke up to her whole courtyard vandalized, and decided I had to be pissed with her…thankfully she has no clue it was me ha!
“Her imperial highness, her grace, her excellency, her royal majesty; the queen of hearts!” The white rabbit cried as the queen of hearts was escorted into her courtyard, her face the picture of anger as she took in the destruction of her beloved garden courtyard and the royal family portrait hall.
The white rabbit turned as a heart scepter tapped his shoulder, spotting the king of Hearts. The white rabbit sighed. “And the king,” The queen stood from her throne that had been carried in, glaring at all that had happened. The smashed vases, the ruined portrait, firecracker debris left behind.
And worst of all, the roses were painted Red, and the hedges chopped in half.
“Who has painted my roses red?!” The Queen roared, slamming her heart scepter to the ground, glaring at all the guards and servants gathered, all looking down to avoid her gaze. “Who has painted my roses red?! Who dares to taint with vulgar paint, the royal flower bed?! For painting my roses red! Someone will lose their head!” The queen bellowed, glaring at her servants and guards.
She turned to Jack of Diamonds, who bowed his head, kneeling in the courtyard. “Who has defaced my portrait, my hedges, my vases?” she hissed, drawing closer to the near trembling guard.
“We were unable to capture her, your majesty,” Jack of Diamonds said, clenching his jaw. “They were ready for us, and slipped away. But I've tripled patrols to find them, and offered ten diamonds in return for information or capture.” The queen curled her lip, unsatisfied.
“Her royal highness, Princess Red of hearts!” The white rabbit cried, and the queen turned, her lip curling higher as she took in her daughter—who seemed to have only just woken up. Her hair was a mess, unbrushed, untamed. She had eye-bags from the lack of sleep, and her clothes were not something the queen would ever pick out, something an overland, or even Auradon kid would wear.
“I see you couldn’t even be brothered to dress properly for court,” the queen sneered at her daughter as Red found her place beside her father—the cheery man giving her a smile, the only spot of light in the Wonderland royal family.
Red made eye contact with Jack, who simply looked away—and Red breathed a sigh of relief—he wouldn’t snitch on her. “I find that outfit…offensive,” The queen sneered, plucking at Red’s heart chain belt.
Red looked at her mother, tired, and just plain over it. “I’m sorry being me offends you,” Red drawled and the queen huffed, stepping away—turning back to the courtyard.
“Apologies, my dear, to call upon you before noon, but while you were sleeping—the royal courtyard was vandalized.” Red glanced around at her handy work, wow, it looked even better than the night before—now that she had time to appreciate it. She looked back at her mother. “And this—sorry excuse for a head guard, failed to protect my property and the royal portraits, even yours.”
Red bit her inner lip, remembering the thrill of chopping her own royal portrait in half.
“And just look at what the vandal did to my courtyard portrait,” The queen seethed. Red turn, taking in the pink splatters all over her mothers massive portrait that hung in the courtyard, with the words—in bold black—‘DOWN WITH THE MAD QUEEN’ sprayed over it.
Huh…who put that there? Red genuinely wondered, but hoped it had been a castle townie, taking inspiration from her.
“so what shall we do, hmm?” The queen went on, turning her gaze back to Jack of Diamonds, who stared at the floor. “poke thorns in his eyes? Off with his head?” Red swallowed hard, her shoulders tensing as her mother turned to her, offering a scary smile. “as you’ll be queen one day, you’ll decide.”
Red was quiet. Her? decide the fate of a guard she’d made go through a wild goose chase the night before? “okay,” Red said faintly, stepping forward, clearing her throat—her mother looked on in excitement.
“For your lack of professionalism, your failure to capture the criminal who vandalized the royal courtyard, you are hereby removed from the guard, and exiled. You will never return to this castle, and if you do—it’s off with your head.” Red said clearly, sparing his life, and Jack of Diamonds let out a short sigh.
Red turned to her mother, who looked torn between pride, and disappointment. “No beheading?” her mother cooed, pouting, and Red shook her head.
“We’ll save it for the vandal; it’ll be more potent then, a proper showing of what happens when one defies the queen of hearts.” Red said, knowing the criminal would never be captured, after all, it was she. Her mother huffed, but was—mostly—happy with Red’s answer.
Thank the white rabbit for all those diplomatic lessons. She hated them, but they helped keep her mother's mood swings down, and happy. Jack of Diamonds was stripped of his badge and armor, dragged off to live in exile—far away from her mothers kingdom.
“You’re too kind Red,” Her mother cooed, pinching her cheek, and Red managed to pull away without offending her mother. “I was like that too, when I was young—so open to kindess, and love,” she said that word with a sneer, like it was something to spit on. “Such things like that only make you weak, and open to betrayal.” She cupped Red’s cheek.
“Do not let such foolishness befall you, my dear,” her mother cooed, and while she was speaking some cruel words, Red wished her mother was more often this soft-spoken and…nice wasn’t the right word, but it was going to be the one Red had to use.
Sometimes, it actually felt like Red’s mom loved her.
“I won't,” Red said, and the queen hummed, turning as the white rabbit announced the arrival of Maddox Hatter. She rose her brows, watching as her castle engineer bowed.
“Your Majesty, apologies for interrupting court, but a letter has arrived, from Auradon; for Red.” Maddox said, much to Red and the Queen of Hearts shock. The queen stepped forward, snatching up the letter, handing it to the white rabbit to read.
He stumbled for a moment, tearing at the wax seal with one of his nails, holding it in his paws as he read aloud; “Dear Queen of Hearts, her royal majesty of Wonderland. As the new principle of Auradon prep, it is my honor to invite your daughter, Princess Red of wonderland; to attend Auradon prep. I hope you’ll join us for our welcoming day ceremony, held on August 29th 2024, 10 am. If you accept, this invitation will serve as your Key to Auradon. Uma of the isle, ambassador, Pirate, principal of Auradon Prep. and-and signed by King Ben” The white rabbit finished.
The queen worked her jaw, Uma, she remembered her—the scrawny sea witch girl, Ursula’s daughter, that Maleficent's twat of a daughter had humiliated. Shrimpy. She’d become stronger, if she recalled, eventually choosing good just like those original four vks had. “Another villains gone soft,” She muttered quietly, taking the letter from the white rabbit, reading it over again for herself.
Red was shocked—she? Got an invite to Auradon prep? crazy! And cool, she hoped her mother would say yes, she’d love to leave Wonderland. But knowing her mother, she probably wouldn’t. Red pouted, offering a wonky smile to Maddox as he slipped beside her as the king of Hearts wandered up to the queen’s side.
“What do you think my dear? I think it’s a good idea, to make connections with Auradon after so long being separated,” The king said, and the queen seemed to seriously consider it, patting the kings cheek, before turning to Red, smiling.
“We accept,” the queen cooed, marking off the invitation—and a copy of it appeared, flying back to Auradon.
Red’s jaw dropped. “what?” she asked, fully shocked. “for real? I actually get to go to Auradon prep? I thought you hated Auradon?” Red asked and the queen shrugged.
“Perhaps it's time to turn a new rose petal,” the queen said, heading back for her throne, sitting down, and the guards picked it up. “Pack your things! You’re going to a new school today,” Red sucked in a breath, looking at the spare pocket watch the white rabbit kept on hand—it was 6am, she only had a few hours to pack!
“Going!” Red said, rushing past her mother to go to her room and pack, finding her bag that Jack had snatched from her the night before, sighing. She just hoped he’d be okay—she thought as she hid her bag and began packing.
It was going to be a new dawn, at Auradon prep, and she was excited. She was going to get to leave Wonderland and be away from her mom?!
