“Welcome to Awwwwradone!” Sang the women in blue, when I got out from the limo.
“You must be Urs-” She started, NO WAY I thought.
“Call me Sully, pleeeease.” I tried to sing back, my teeth almost hurt from the sweetness of it all. Every head in vicinity turned to me. Hell no, no singing…
“I am Fairy Godmother, the headmistress of Auradon Prep, Ben here, will show you around.” Oh fuck, this is what I call a prince.
“I am Ben, nice to meet you!” I shook his hand, a bit lost in all that fluffy hair and pretty face.
“See you soon at Remedial Goodness class, let your mind be ever-curious!” Exclaimed Fairy Godmother and turned to leave.
“Wh- Wait!” I started
“As much as I would LOVE to go with Ben, like, really, would it be possible to first talk to you in private?”
“Of course dear, follow me.” I´ll just call her Fairy, the whole thing is too long.
“Ok, hit me up if you need anything!” Said Ben and revealed his perfect blindingly white teeth.
“So, what is it that bothers you?” She said as she sat in a bright blue chair in what I supposed to be her office.
“I wondered, if you could whip out your wand, and help me with a problem.” She burst into laughing, well, giggling would be more accurate.
“You kids and your infatuation with my wand. What is it that you need my wand for?”
“Honestly, I am cursed. By my mother…” I said.She looked at me pitifully.
“You poor child,” she almost whined and widened her eyes, “but your mother does not use exactly dark magic does she?”
“Well, it is mostly pacts and sea magic, but it is dark nonetheless, is it not?” I asked, puzzled.
“My magic is pure light, it is good for battling evil, but sea is not exactly evil is it? I´m not sure my wand would help, even if it was possible to retrieve it.” WHAT?
“So there is nothing I can do?” I asked.
“There might be something.”
“Please tell me you don´t mean true love´s kiss or something like that. That would be more problematic than the curse.” Another giggle.
“Though I have to agree that the kiss would help, there might be other ways, tell me about the curse.” She said and whipped out a tablet.
“Well, in my mother´s words ´I will never again interfere with anything of her belonging or origin´ or something like that, so I cannot touch, or talk to my siblings and any person that ever had to deal with my mother, excluding my father.”
“Hmm, is there anything magical, that both you and your siblings have that would connect you?” Fairy asked, looking for something on the tablet.
“We have similar hair, but that is not magical, you know, my mother did not make artifacts in pairs…” I said sarcastically.
“But of course not!” Another giggle. “I was thinking something, that would wake the remnants of your mother´s magic, so your sibling might enter the matrix of the spell and therefore counter the spell from within.”
“I have no idea what you just said, but something, that would raise my mother temper, that both me and my siblings have? I might have something like that!” Fairy giggled again, and raised the tablet to her lips.
“JANE, COME HERE.” She said loudly Why do older people do this? I thought in shock. After weird and uncomfortable 30 seconds there was a knock on the door.
“Come in!” Said Fairy, and a similarly dressed girl entered the room Please tell me your hair was an accident was my first thought. And I am quite sure I heard a little squeek when she looked at me.
“Jane, honey, would you please find Arsulu and tell her to come to my office?”
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