Cancelled because: Low sales of the first installment (and corporate restructuring)
Princess Academy
Cancelled because: Disney removed it's hand-drawn animation department and it couldn't be finished
It's sad because there was already so much work put into it, I think the animation would've looked beautiful and I love all the female Disney characters and would've been great to see them interact!
So I didn't expect this to come out at all, but I did it. Yes, I did give away the plot of Bridgehidien Forest, I'm sorry.
This is a start to Brier's Three the little story about Indigo and Calvin's children and their Shenanigans, please and enjoy and of course, read about the nerds!
“Come on! Come on!”
“Simon, give it a break!”
“No! I need to see if I’m at the top of the dean's list!”
“It’s just a list.”
“It’s not just a list—”
“If you two are going to argue, can you please do it outside of the rotunda!”
Three students within the glided rotunda, one an academic, one a sportsman, one a child of worship. Simon, Mallory, and Bridget.
“AH! HA HA! FINALLY!” Simon exclaimed quickly clicking the email that had just arrived in his inbox, “Couri… Couri… Couri-DAMN IT!”
“I take it you didn’t make the dean’s list,” Mallory laughed.
“The Bookstone kid is at the top of the list!” Simon groaned.
“Which one? There are three of them.” Mallory remarked.
“Can you two not do this while, I’m praying,” Bridget muttered, kneed in front of the largest statue of the goddess Bridgehid in the cupola used to hide the entrance to the catacombs under the store as sort of an open secret, but also as a capital of worship for the more religious students on campus.
“How did Alexandria get to the top of the list! They barely pay attention in class!” Simon groaned.
“I will never know peace,” Bridget sighed.
“They're probably at the top because of Mrs. Bookstone,” Simon huffed through gritted teeth.
“Oh, come on!” Mallory groaned, “They are not on the top of the dean list just because their mom is the dean!”
“Then how did they end up at the top, Mal? They do nothing in class, how are they an academic genius?” Simon vented.
Bridget huffed and finally got up dusting off her skirt before heading toward the exit and passing her friends on the way, “Are Aurora and Finnegan on the list?” she asked quietly.
Simon quickly skimmed the list, “Not that I can see.”
“Then there is no favoritism,” Bridget retorted as her friends followed her out of the dome and across the paved walk to the main campus under cloudy skys, “Alexandria, regardless of what you believe, must be a rather distinguished academic if they are at the top of the list.”
Simon groaned pulling at his hair, “I don’t understand!”
“Maybe it’s something you don’t need to understand,” Mallory chuckled, following him into the main building.
“GOOSE!”
While slinging into the main foyer, passing their fellow students before hearing that familiar voice piercing their ears, the small dean’s list with the goofiest smile ever waving at the person who seemed to be their academic rival.
“My name is Simon,” he grumbled, passing Alexandria and their siblings and leaving Bridget and Mallory behind to go to there respective classes.
“What the hell is his problem,” Finnegan asked mumbling.
“Simon’s always been standoffish,” Florian mentioned, an arm around Aurora’s shoulders, “Don’t take it personal, brother.”
“I wonder why he never wants to talk to me,” Alexandria muttered with a frown, “I just wanna be his friend.”
“Maybe you could ask Aunt Georgia, how to make friends,” Aurora mentioned.
“Good idea!” they yelped, before running down the mage hall, “Thanks Aurora!”
“This isn’t going to end well, is it?” Florian asked, looking to his girlfriend to which she shrugged.
“It’s a gift from the goddess,” Finnegan joked, before heading down the hallway to his class, “they’ll leave us alone for the day.
Alexandria checked Georgia’s office, unable to find her there she searched through the mage wing of the college to find their magic genealogy teacher.
“Auntie Georgia? You here?” Alexandria entered the great mage’s classroom seeing their mother’s former student and their adopted sibling’s partner socializing, “UNCLE ELIAS!”
“Hey Alex!” He exclaimed as Alexandria ran up to him and hugged him.
“Where’s Rowan?” Alexandria asked with stars in their eyes.
“In the infirmary, along with Nemo and Elle.” Elias sighed shaking his head.
“The normal hunting trio shenanigans,” Georgia giggled, “Do you need something, Alex?”
“How do I make friends,” Alexandria asked.
Elias and Georgia both laughed, “You’ve never had a problem with making friends before, Alex, what makes this any different?” Elias chuckled.
Alexandria let out a little groan, “It’s this guy named Simon—”
“Goose?” Georgia asked.
“Yes Goose,” Alexandria nodded, “I think I’ve done something that makes him not want to be my friend and I have no idea what to do.”
“I have found it easiest just to talk to other when trying to make friends,” Georgia mentioned, “If that isn’t working you may want to talk to Elle or Rowan.”
“Huh?”
“That does sound like Elle and Rowan,” Elias stated, with a little laugh.
“Aunt Elle and Rowan didn’t get along?” Alexandria asked, a confused tilt to their head.
Elias and Georgia nodded, “when they first met, yes.” Elias explained, “All over something that seems so trivial to them now. I bet if you asked them what to do, they would both say to just ask him what’s wrong.”
Alexandria nodded with a smile across their face, “Just talk to him, okay, I can do that I can talk!” they remarked before running toward the exit, “Thank you both!”
“See you later Alex,” Elias called.
“Describing Elle and Rowan as simply not getting along is an interesting choice,” Georgia remarked.
Elias shrugged, “How else would you describe it,” he chuckled.
“The terrifying summer when Elle was still processing her abuse with Duke caused her to pull Rowan into a dream state to conferment them about not remembering her when they were not experimented on as children and put us all in danger in the forest,” Georgia relayed.
“Yeah, they didn’t get along,” Elias joked, with a chuckle.
With the advice from Auntie Georgia and Uncle Elias, they marched to their Magical Chemistry Lab and immediately found Simon there, “Simon!” they exclaimed, approaching him at his little lab table.
“What do you want?” he scoffed.
Alexandria sat down next to him, “I’m sorry if I have done something, or offended you somehow,” they apologized, “But I would like us to be friends so if we could restart and become friends—”
Simon laughed, “You think we can just restart? Re-introduce ourselves and everything can be fine!”
“I was kinda hoping—”
“How do you expect me to be friends after everything?!”
“Everything? What did I do?!” Alexandria questioned.
Simon scoffed out a laugh, “What didn’t you do!”
He left the lab table moving to one in the back of the room, before class started leaving Alexandria upset, confused, and unwilling to pay attention in class. With the summer semester giving them only one class for the day they sat dejected with their brother at a cafeteria table as he ate his lunch.
“I’ve been trying to think about what I have done, and I’m just lost!” Alexandria sighed, head resting against their arms, “I mean what could I have done!”
“Been annoying?” Finnegan questioned.
“Finn, you’re not helping!”
Finnegan swallowed the food in his mouth, “Look I doubt you did anything—”
“Then why is he mad at me!”
“Because you are you!” Finnegan retorted, “You are friendly and caring to a fault, you are tremendously talented, you are the child of Indigo and Calvin Bookstone-Corals, your brother is an asshole, and you are powerful. Simon probably hates you for many reasons and no reason at all.”
“You sound like mom,” Alexandria giggled.
Finnegan rolled his eyes, “she would probably say the same thing,” he remarked, “I don’t get why someone would hate you, but I’m not Simon and if he doesn’t want to be friendly with you then it’s a lost cause.”
Alexandria huffed chin still digging into her arms crossed in front of her, “and his loss,” Finnegan added.
Alexandria smiled, “You’re a good little brother, you know that.”
“Did you have to add the little part?”
“Yes, because you are my little brother!”
“We’re twins!”
The pair bickered back and forth before Mallory approached the small cafeteria table, “Hey, Alex, congratulations,” she remarked, sitting down with them.
“Congratulations for what?”
“The dean’s list,” Mallory answered.
“What about it, it’s just a list,” Alexandria remarked with a shrug.
“Alex you’re at the top of it.” Mallory added.
“Wait really?!”
Finnegan sat his phone in front of his sibling, humming in agreement. Alexandria looked at the PDF in front of them seeing their name at the top of the Dean’s list for the spring semester and Simon’s name right below it.
“Shit,” they muttered, “Mal, where is Simon?”
“He was going to the dorms, I think,” Mallory answered.
Alexandria jumped up and raced out of the cafeteria running through the grass as it started to drizzle, “SIMON!” they yelled as they reached the dorms, while he was descending the steps small porch connected to the entrance.
Panting with their hands on their knees, Simon looked at Alexandria in disgust, “What do you want?”
“You’re mad at me, I get that—”
“Clearly you don’t, you are still attempting to talk—"
“Will you shut up for five seconds and stop interrupting me!” Alexandria bit back still panting looking up at Simon, “I’m sorry that I made the dean’s list, I understand that school is important to you, and I never wished to upstage you in any way. I would like nothing more than to sit down and chat with you and get to know you better beyond just knowing that you are an intelligent person who deserves to be on the top of the dean’s list. We don’t have to be friends, but I hope we can get to that in the future.”
When Alexandria finally straightens up, they aren’t greeted with the empathic gaze from Simon rather he looks at them with angry eyes, a defined scowl, and narrow eyes clearly angrier than when they started talking.
“You’ll never understand,” Simon tsked as it began to rain, “This is more than just not being the best! I don’t hate you because you are the best, I hate you because you clearly don’t try—”
“I work hard—”
“NOT AS HARD AS I DO!” Simon shouted, “EVER SINCE I WAS LITTLE, I HAVE WORKED SO HARD TO BE THE BEST, LIKE MY PARENTS WANT, I’VE GOTTEN THE TOP GRADES, I HAVE SACRIFICED HOURS OF MY TIME AND LIFE TO BE THE CHILD MY PARENTS CAN SAY THEY ARE PROUD OF! I WAS THE BEST AND I AM THE BEST!”
“Simon—”
“But that changed! I came to college like my parents wanted, and I met you and thought at first things would be fine, you wouldn’t be a threat, and I was still the best at one of the best schools in the world. Yet, you are not only one of the children from this untouchable family, but you are one of the most intelligent people in this entire school!” Simon clarified angrily before running his fingers through his hair frustratedly, “I first thought that Mrs. Bookstone or even Mr. Corals was pushing you to be better than the rest of us because you were their kid! Yet they don’t care! You don’t care! The work is secondary to you, what your grade is doesn’t matter, you sit in class day daydreaming, but still answer the question right if you are called on! I hate it! I hate you, and I hate myself for hating you! I have no logical reason to hate you! You are always smiling, you care about the people you don’t know, you are a friend to the world and here I am thinking with my emotions and hating you just because you are better than me! I’m supposed to be the best, that's what I’m for! My parents made me to be the best!”
His tears mixed with the rainwater soaking his skin, leaving Alexandria more upset than they had been. They only stared at him, shocked at his explanation, shocked at his inference, shocked at his hatred. They open their mouth, yet nothing is vocalized, before saying, “I’m sorry.” Before leaving him. They went home, without telling their siblings, and locked themselves in their room for a while. Simon's words repeat in their brain while also trying to think of some kind of solution.
Calvin sighed, in the comfort of their bed with his head in her lap as she carted his fingers through his long ebony curls, fingernails grazing his scalp, “Is there something wrong with Alex?”
“Not that I am aware,” Indigo answered, “Georgia did say there was a kid that they were trying to be friends and get along with, I doubt they didn’t come to dinner because of that. Knowing Alex they are probably studying.”
Calvin sighed once more turning his in such a way that allowed him to wrap his arms around Indigo’s middle, “I don’t like it when they don’t eat,” he mumbled like a toddler.
“I don’t either.” Indigo cooed.
There is a knock on their bedroom door before they can continue any kind of conversation, “Mom, can I talk to you?” Alexandria asked opening the door a crack.
“Of course, Alexandria,” Indigo cooed before patting a place on the bed, “Come here.”
Alexandria climbed into their parent's bed, before at their father and mother with a crestfallen gaze. Indigo placed a hand on their arm rubbing their skin with her thumb, “Tricker, what’s wrong.”
“Can you take my name off the dean’s list,” they croaked.
“Alex,” Indigo mused, sadly, “You worked and studied so hard.”
“Sunflower, you deserve to be on that list just like anyone else,” Calvin added softly.
“I know,” Alexandria choked, “but there’s this guy—”
“Is he bullying you?!” Calvin retorted quickly becoming a protective father with his chest puffed out before Indigo rested a hand on his thigh.
“Who is he?” Indigo asked calmly.
“Simon Couri,” Alexandria sniffed, “His parents wants him to be “the best” and force him to get the top grades, and I know because I’m not top of the list he’ll get in trouble for not being the best.”
Indigo and Calvin side-eyed each other before Indigo said, “Tomorrow morning, I’ll put him at the top, so it looks—”
“No! I want to be off it!”
“Alexandria?” Calvin sighed as Indigo wiped their tears with her thumb.
“I already know I work hard, and I know you are proud of me regardless of my grades, I have nothing to prove to anyone,” Alexandria explained between their crying, “Simon needs this, and I just wanna help him.”
Indigo and Calvin sighed, “I will take your name off the list first thing tomorrow,” Their mother replied, “Alright?”
“We are incredibly proud of you Alexandria,” Calvin added rubbing their back.
“I know, Daddy.”
Revised Dean’s List
Apologize to all the original dean’s list for the past Spring Semester in the May 20th email shared with you. The revised dean’s list is enclosed with this email. For any other news or information about upcoming events is in the Bridgehid College newsletter sent out on May 19th on the Bridgehid College Website.
Regards,
Indigo Margot Bookstone-Corals
Dean of Bridgehid College for Magic and Alchemy.
“Look at that,” Mallory muttered in an extremely tired tone while sitting next to Simon on the porch of the dorms, “You are not the top now.”
Simon stared at his phone wide-eyed, his name was now on the top, as if that truly mattered in the grand scheme of things. Although Alexandria’s name is no longer on the list, however. He never expected them to go so far as to get his name moved up the list or even remove their own.
“Why did they do that?” he muttered.
“Why don’t you ask them,” Mallory mentioned pointing to them across the yard where Alexandria was talking to Professor Kowalski.
He got up from his place on the dorm steps and ran over to them as Percy dismissed herself off to do whatever she did when she wasn’t teaching, “Oh hi Simon,” they remarked as they turned around to face. Looking at him with a large, friendly, smile.
“Why did you—”
“To help you,” Alexandria interrupted, “And before you say: I don’t need your help.”
Simon looked at them with narrow eyes when they did an impression of him, “I have nothing to prove to anyone,” they added, “My mom and dad allow me and my siblings to pursue the things that we enjoy. They are proud of me yes, but if I were to get just average or even below average grades that’s not something they are concerned with.”
They describe the kind of parents he wishes he had, the parents that love their child and take an interest in their child’s happiness regardless of their accomplishments and achievements.
“It’s very obvious that your parents aren’t like mine.” Alexandria continued, “So I got the list changed. Not for you to be friends with me or for you to feel like you owe me, just because I know it would help you out.”
Simon let out a little laugh before letting out a genuine, “Thank you.”
Alexandria continued to smile at him before getting ready to leave him, “Hey,” he called making them turn around, “Do you maybe want to study together sometimes?”
“Sure.”
Simon was able to walk to the dorms with a smile, only to lose it once he was faced with Mallory lying unconscious at the bottom of the steps. “MALLORY!”
