Little Wonderland Girl

BLOG ARCHIVED-- MOVED TO A MULTIMUSE! Affiliated with AskStoryKidsHQ. Iris Wonder, daughter of a Knave of Hearts. I love making new friends!!!!! (Written by Destini)

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Welcome to the idyllic town of Addersfield, located on History Island in Auradon, home of Illedale University.

Students here are children of some rather famous faces. And some have made fame in their own right, like King Ben or the Lady Mal. We’re proud to boast a diverse student culture and a rich history–

[–and that’s enough of THAT broadcast! Is this thing on? Hello? Can you hear me?

Good. I’ll warn ya right now, everybody– if you thought Auradon Prep was wild, you ain’t seen nothing yet! Illedale is bigger, meaner, and with the past not so distant to us, tensions can run pretty high around here.

‘Course, you probably know the story by now. When preparing for his coronation, King Ben declared his first royal proclamation to allow over 4 VKs from the Isle of the Lost to come to the city. After a whole showdown about good and evil, the four integrated into Auradon society pretty well, and then after drama at Cotillion, Mowgli rallied the Auradon people to fight for the disbandment of the Isle, sending the villains to rehab and their kids to Auradon Prep.

Catching you up since graduation, pretty much all of us ended up moving to Addersfield for higher education in Auradon’s system– cuz man, I gotta tell ya, it’s a lot better in Auradon than it is anywhere else. Well, ‘cept for all the evil takeovers, I guess.

But not everyone’s cut out for college itself. The nice thing about Addersfield is that it’s all a pretty tight-knit community based around the school itself. More of a college township, as it were. So some of AP’s graduates moved to town to work with a crowd they know well.

I can’t stay much longer, but don’t let the stuffy advertising fool ya about this place, folks! We’re a lot more than what the surface wants to pretend. I’d drop your application while you can if I were in your shoes! This is P. Warner, sending you right back to your regularly scheduled programming!]

–and enroll in your future today at Illedale University, where the story starts anew.

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untxld-stxries​:

“Aww, and here I was expecting it to be sunshine and rainbows,” Stalyan said, dramatically pouting. “Please, I knew it would be hard. Even you can’t make it seem perfect.”

She smiled a bit. “Good for him. I always did feel bad for them both. Losing his wife like that, being discarded like trash instead of being given a chance to teach his child to control herself. Truly barbaric.”

“Well, ex-cuuuuuuuuuuse me for trying to keep it optimistic around here!” Iris raises her voice just a bit, giggling and shrugging a bit.

But she sighs and nods in agreement. “It is. I hope above all else that maybe... maybe, Auradon will see him, see them, and start to look at itself and try and heal. It’s going to take some time. King Beast left wounds on this place that even I can’t see yet. But I like to believe it will get better. It has to.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Stalyan smiled, chuckling. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She glanced at Snickers, giving him a little boop on the nose before looking back at Iris.

A really, annoyingly lovely girl. Who’d deserved a mother. Deserved to be cared for by a mother who loved her, not abandoned by a mother who’d later deny she’d ever had the child.

“So tell me,” she said, crossing her legs. “How is it really out there? For people like us? Dear old Jeffrey got out a while ago. How is everything with him and Willa?”

Iris sits up a bit, pausing and wrinkling her nose. “Well, no one really said it’d be easy, I do feel like you should be aware of that, a grossly high number of Auradonians are... er, hard-pressed, to understand that this is happening and be the most receptive. I’ve been working with King Ben on something to help remind them that this was never meant to be a cleaner Isle.”

She pauses. “But. The tide is turning a bit, since he did get out. People are seeing him, seeing him being a dad, being there, and uh... well, they know that some so-called heroes can’t even say that they’re there like that. And they’re learning. On the smaller scale, he’s settling in again. I’ve been at his disposal every step of the way as part of the adjustment process. There were guards on him in the very beginning but that was more for his own protection with some, rather... particular, grumblings, and that’s eased up, at this point all he has is my phone number on speed dial and he’s completely unmonitored in his actions, you can tell he likes that most of all, honestly.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Stalyan sighed softly, sitting down and shaking her head. “And I’ve already told you. I appreciate it, but you don’t know her, Iris. Jet will want to see me to make sure it’s really me, which would mean her having to come here. I’m not putting her in danger by having her in the same building as Kozmotis.”

She reached out and absently scratched the puppy’s ears. “I prefer her being out there. Besides, Kozmotis might have told me he told her I was dead, but if I know anything about that man, it’s that he’s a liar. I don’t know for certain what he said about me. For all I know, he told her I’d abandoned her, that I didn’t love her, and had left her to die with him.”

Iris sighs, nodding. “I know, I know.” And she does. And she understands. And she respects it, she respects it more than anything.

Stalyan would have been such a wonderful mother if she’d only had the chance. It hurts Iris knowing she hasn’t had it. That she didn’t get it. She deserved it, she deserved it, and Alice never had, and yet...

But she can’t get herself wrapped up in it. “That’s Snickers, by the way.” Get off of it. “I did mean it, though, if the reception of my reports is to be believed, there’s a few of you who might be getting released before too long. But, uh,” she winks, “I wouldn’t spread the news. Just in case. All just speculation, anyways.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Stalyan stared at the clock, waiting. Always waiting. Waiting for the daughter she knew would never come, because Kozmotis had told Jet that she was dead.

But her fate was worse than death. Watching her daughter grow up without her, watching her turn into something neither of them could recognize, all in an effort to protect herself from that bastard…

Stalyan sighed to herself, her violet eyes looking over at the doors as they opened. Ah, yes. Iris. And friend, apparently. That dreadfully lovable child… who reminded her of everything she’d wished Jet could’ve been, if she’d only been given a chance.

The woman stood, going over to the table, smiling. “Hello. Oh, I’m the same I always am. You know, hoping for what can’t be hoped for, trying to stay away from my husband, staring longingly out the window as though I’m in a dramatic movie, the usual.”

Iris smiles brightly. Stalyan. A heartbreaking story, honestly. It hurt her more than she could express in words... sure, most of the stories here that she knew did that. But... Stalyan was different.

She’d just wanted to be a mother to her daughter and hadn’t been able to. Iris couldn’t even begin to understand that pain.

Not at all. Because she had been the daughter with a mother who wanted nothing to do with her. And somehow, that just made it worse to her.

“You know it’s still on the table. He can’t reach her where she is. You’re closer than you think to getting out of here. I would tell her if you only asked.” And she would.

As soon as she figured out who the hell Jet is, anyways.

Snickers looks up curiously at the new arrival, getting up and sniffing her curiously.

[impish-wxys]

Semi Open Starter: Wicked Behavior

Snickers trots along right beside her feet, behaving perfectly on his leash as Iris signs them both in. She thought maybe it’d be nice to bring him today, see if anyone wanted to maybe play with him or pet him.

Humming softly as she walks in, Iris decides to set herself up at a table, unclipping the leash once the nurse nods permission, and Snickers sits down beside the bench she’s in, watching everyone curiously, giving small whines on occasion.

It’s never long before one of the villains approaches her, at some point, not anymore. She was a regular presence. They... tolerated her. “Hihi!” She smiles up at the other. “How are you today?”

[impish-wxys]

Solo Para: In the Looking Glass, I Come to Light

Iris frowns a bit to herself when the sky goes dark, looking over to the window from the mirror she’d set up at her desk.

More confusing is how things feel... backwards, when she does. She shakes her head dizzily and looks back to her mirror... gasping at the sight.

Looking back at her is most definitely not her. But it has her exact face, simply...

“Hello, Iris.”

“Siri.”

She’d grown accustomed to referring to her reflection in the reverse. Backwards speaking about it, about the dark thing that slept in her that she had thrust into the looking glass... somehow made it feel like it was something else. It wasn’t her.

Something feels wrong. “What’s going on?”

“Simple, really. I think, perhaps, I can call you Siri now, and you can call me Iris.” There’s a smirk, and Iris feels her heart sink.

“No. No, that’s-- that’s impossible.”

“Is it?”

Iris doesn’t like that. Not at all. But she likes it less when Siri cocks her head... and Iris feels herself doing the same.

No.

“What are you going to do?”

“I think you’ve kept things a little... too perfect, don’t you?” There’s a cold smirk. Iris gasps.

“No-- no no no--”

“Oh, don’t worry, we all know you’ve really been thinking about doing something like this,” Siri stands, and Iris can’t help it, can’t stop it as she does the same, crying as she’s forced to turn away, and hearing her door close-- the world goes dark.

She’s next aware when she finds herself in a window. Siri is walking out of the building... right into Eddie. She cries out, hitting at the glass. “Leave him alone! Leave him alone!”

But she’s powerless, completely and utterly trapped as Siri turns and grabs Eddie’s arm, throwing him to the ground.

“EDDIE!” She screeches, but he can’t hear her. No one can.

No one sees her. They see Siri. Someone tries to step in, but Siri holds up a fireball, flinging at the infringing student, sending people scattering and lighting up a tree... and the fire spreads... and Iris just screams in desperation for someone, anyone to see what’s happening... to realize it’s not her...

But it is... and it just makes it worse...

[impish-wxys]

Open Starter: Sweet as Can Be

“This is for you!” Iris holds out the goody bag with a bright smile at the other. “I decided to hand them out in person today!”

She’d also included stickers and pencils and other random assorted items instead of just the homemade candies, so she’d made such to customize each one specifically to each student here this time. Snickers sits happily beside the little table she’d set up, watching everyone passing by.

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untxld-stxries​:

Luna gasped, eyes big from fake surprise. Well, maybe not completely fake, though the exaggerated reaction certainly was. She clapped excitedly. “That’s super cool, ohmygosh!” She giggled and bounced. “You’re so cool!!”

She hated all of it. All of everything about it. Rehab was better than this, and she hadn’t even seen much of anything. “I think I can do something like that! Wellll, it’s a spell, ‘cause I’m a witch, buuuuut I should be able to teleport eventually! I gotta get some training on my magic though…”

Iris giggles and shrugs. “I’m part-imp. 1/4 on my dad’s side, actually. I don’t know of anyone specifically to teach you but I’m sure we’ll find someone! Cheshie taught me everything I know about my imp abilities.”

Well, those that had manifested, in any case. Still, she smiles. “Where are you heading? I’d be happy to show you around!”

[asktheheartsprincess]

"Your highness!! Oh, goodness, my father just told me about Wonderland, are you all right? I'm so sorry, I would have been there had I known anything..." -Iris, lightup-life

It’s okay, Iris.  It wasn’t something I wanted to bug you with.  I took care of it.   I’m pretty wicked.  How are you doing?

@lightup-life

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asktheheartsprincess​:

Cora repeated the statement in disbelief, “You saved me…goody bags?” It came out sounding like a question, because she really hadn’t been sure anyone would miss her. Between Axel trying to kill her and people going after her slips, she’d started to consider if she would have been wickeder off staying in Wonderland. But she couldn’t do that- not when her parents were still imprisoned, and certainly not when her queendom was still subject to Ben’s rule.“That was really wicked of you, Iris,” Cora smiled, touched, “Thank you.” Before she could ponder that thought further, she was distracted by Iris’ announcement:

“You what!?” The Princess blanched, “you’ve got to be kidding me! First they think it’s a frabjous idea to isolate everyone who hates them in one place, and then they want to send you in…” Sighing, she rubbed her temples, “Are you armed, at least?” Cora knew well enough that many villains would love to get vengeance on an AK- as did her parents. Which was likely why they weren’t thrilled about that particular appointment.

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“Of course, your highness!” Iris beams at her.

At the questioning about her new role in the rehab, she sighs and nods along as she runs through the... much shorter list than she’d anticipated of concerns and questions.

“I’m not, but neither are any of them,” Iris points out. “I know it’s not ideal, but it’s safer for me to go in unarmed to prevent them from taking something from me and using it against me. I was chosen specifically because of my own well-known disdain for a particular Auradonian ‘hero’, a term I use rather loosely in this case, and my history with people and other experiences. I offer something no other AK has shown a full understanding of-- I offer compassion even knowing cruelty, and I offer a level at which I can relate and help. I’m more than aware of the dangers, but someone has to help, and if I can do anything, your highness, I need to try.”

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lightup-life​:

“Oh, sure, I’d be happy to!” Iris smiles brightly, moving her binder to the other side and extending her hand. “I’m Iris Wonder. I’m not exactly an official student guide but I’m more than happy to help anyways. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Luna.”

Luna already hated her.

But she couldn’t show it. She reached out and eagerly shook Iris’s hand, grinning wide. “Super duper wicked to meet you!” Clearly this girl was… excitable. Luna’s disguise could win her some points with this… rainbow-clad, frilly, glitter-covered freak.

“This place is soooooo huuuuge!” she giggled. “I don’t know how anybody gets around!”

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"Frankly, I prefer to shift." The imp giggles. "Ever seen a grin without a girl?"

With that she shifts abruptly, bright smile vanishing last, reappearing just shy of a foot to her own right. "I can target a place and just vanish there. It's not so bad. But there's a lot to do, do some kids learn the layout by going to things around here!"

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Open Starter: Deception And Perfection

Luna swung her hands as she walked, bouncing with each step. She had to appear joyful; this was how a lot of the really happy kids seemed to walk. She looked around, a smile on her face. Feigning emotions was hard, but she was good at it. Better than certain VKs.

The demon hummed a cheerful tune, setting her eyes on someone not far from her. Why not play a game? After all, the school was mostly full of mortals and humans ripe for the tormenting. She bounced over to them, reaching to poke their arm. “Hiya! I’m Luna. It’s my first day. Could you show me around?”

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"Oh, sure, I'd be happy to!" Iris smiles brightly, moving her binder to the other side and extending her hand. "I'm Iris Wonder. I'm not exactly an official student guide but I'm more than happy to help anyways. It's a pleasure to meet you, Luna."

[asktheheartsprincess]

"Your highness!! Oh, goodness, my father just told me about Wonderland, are you all right? I'm so sorry, I would have been there had I known anything..." -Iris, lightup-life

It’s okay, Iris.  It wasn’t something I wanted to bug you with.  I took care of it.   I’m pretty wicked.  How are you doing?

@lightup-life

[impish-wxys]

“I’m glad to hear you’re all right.” Iris smiles, relaxed. “Erm, I’m rather all right, myself. Oh! I saved as many of the goodie bags you were missing as I could! I made them for-- for everyone at the school, I made candy.”

Beaming, she adds, “And! I was offered the position of student liaison to the rehab. I know it’s concerning, their majesties didn’t seem too fond of it either, but I think I’ve been making some real progress with some of the villains. And it’s been a nice way to pass some of my time.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Wil jumped, looking around - and then down - to find where the voice had come from. Oh. Oh, oh boy. “Oh, that’s- that’s great,” he sighed. Just what he needed, a girl that looks sugar high and couldn’t contain herself, that was exactly what he wanted out of his first day in an already terrifying place.

“I-I don’t- I don’t have friends,” he said, clearing his throat. “Maybe- Maybe we can keep it that way…” Well, he did have Lilith, even if they’d only met that day.

“Nonsense. I think everyone needs at least one friend. Well, perhaps everyone but Ecila.” She wrinkles her nose a bit even saying her biological mother’s name backwards. Pausing, she adds, “Sorry, that was spoken backwards. It’s been one of the current trends for how people are talking in Wonderland.”

Smiling, she asks, “Would you like to meet my dog? Snickers is incredible with people, super friendly, you’ll love him.”

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untxld-stxries​:

"Life's a party and I'm the piñata."

“So... you’re still a fun and colorful piece of the entire puzzle that kinda towers over the rest of it? Still sounds fun, honestly. Hihi, I’m Iris Wonder and there is not a thing you can come up with that I won’t find a positive spin on. Let’s be friends.”

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🗝!

“I get so scared looking in a mirror. Looking at myself. Because sometimes I’m not sure if what’s looking back at me is the me everyone knows now... or the me I was in Wonderland, before I came to Auradon. There’s this dark thing inside of me that I don’t know how to handle.”

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ofstcriestold​:

It’s really only by reflex that he catches the cherry, lobbed at him with hardly a moment’s notice the second he appeared in the door. Malik glances at the girl and then at the candy in his hand, turning it this way and that. It’s a very different sort of sweet than the kinds they had on the Isle–or even really in Agrabah. Shiny and bright and too deep a red to be natural. He smirks when she explains herself, rolling the cherry over his knuckles like a coin.

“While I appreciate the gesture, I think it’s best saved for someone who knows what a cherry ought to taste like.”

All the same–Malik is learning trust. Or trying to, in his own way. He pops the candy into his mouth and rolls it around on his tongue, his eyebrows scrunching in offense as he tastes the treat without breaking it open.

“‘S sweet.”

“Too sweet? Sorry.” Iris makes a note of that. Just because she can process more sugar than the average person does not mean literally anyone else at Auradon Prep can. Looks like this batch is going to be just hers.

“I don’t think we’ve been introduced,” she adds quickly, brightening up. “Hihi! I’m Iris Wonder.”