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Narration.

First thing you do in the morning, open your eyes and get out of bed…Right?

Well, that's the case. Well, usually anyways.

But for unlucky me, first thing in the morning I was fucking teleported through space and time. That's not the worst part.

Landing into a tree face first in your pyjamas is.

In front of 50 fucking people. In the middle of a fucking crowning ceremony.

Yeah, that's the worst part.

Next thing I know everything around me freezes in a purple aura and a fucking purple haired goth emo girl asking you what happened.

Yeah, I could ask the same thing.

P.O.V

"What just happened?" Emo girl asks me "I could ask you the same thing. What the hell did you do to them?" Snarky mode activated. "I…I don't know! My magic power…I can't control it well! It just flares up when I'm in a rage!" Great, not just a emo goth girl a fucking she-magic hulk-Wait, MAGIC?

"Very funny, there no such thing on earth that is actual magic. There is only technology. So whatever bullshit technology your doing right now, stop it." "What do you mean Earth? We are in Ever After hello? What era are you living in? Are you stupid or what?" Hold up-I know you guys are thinking okay, emo goth girls are delusional lunatics. But there is fucking PURPLE AURA around fucking FROZEN PEOPLE.

I rubbed my temples slowly as I looked around and analysed everything around me. Purple aura, floating mirrors, frozen people, big old' dusty book and a emo goth girl. Did I mention I'm not on earth?

Where the hell am I?

The emo girl, sensing my confusion explained something I knew but dreaded hearing "Doesn't that mean that your from another planet?"

Call me angsty but try being teleported out of your warm comfy bed to a different planet that COMPLETELY ignored all the laws of time and physics? You might wonder why call myself angsty, well I kind of decked the emo.

Kind of. Well, as it turns out decking a emo that is basically a she-hulk with magic is a bad idea. Getting kicked in the crotch by a purple flaming girl is pretty painful ,especially when magic introduces your face to a podium. Multiple times.

Basically, it hurt like a bitch. Kids, never anger a she-hulk, one of the first life lessons I learnt.

"Ouch, ok stop." I croaked out. Blood matted my hair and my nose was bleeding profusely. Thankfully, whatever rage she was in stopped as the purple flames died down.

"Oh My Gosh! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" she asked worry evident in her voice. "Do I look fucking ok to you?" I snapped "I'm just checking no need to snap at me." She replied.

Just at this moment I realized that I had no clue what her name was. (Present author note: I also got lazy to write 'emo girl' every time so yeah) "For your information I am not ok and if you want to help me tell me what your name is first." I offered to her. She blinked twice, universal language for confusion. "How is my name related to healing you? Is there name healing-" "Bitch, I do not want a lecture on magic just tell me your fucking name."

"Raven, Raven Queen." My mouth just absolutely fucking dropped. Literally. I mean like come on whose last name is Queen? Imagine a male heir 'Oh hey there John Queen!' that's fucking gay.

Unfortunately, I voiced my thoughts out loud. That earned me a very, very petrifying glare from her. I just gave her a sheepish grin as she healed me.

"What about them?" I pointed to the poor frozen people. "Oh yeah. I nearly forgot." My eyes just plain bulged out in shock. How can you forget about over 100-300 students that are quite literally in front of you? I mean their not even moving for heavens sake!

Seems that I said that out loud again and I earned another glare from her.

A moment later, the purple aura around the students faded and the students re-animated.

What was expected was everybody feeling dizzy and confused.

What was not expected was a old friend that was thought dead running up to you and wrapping you in a tremendous bear hug.

"Cupid your alive? I thought you were dead!"

The world has a truly wicked way of surprising you sometimes.

New Day Ever After High Fanfiction

"You know cupid? I thought your from another world!" Raven exclaimed loudly, enough for everyone to hear.

I slowly face palmed myself, quite a feat as Cupid was still bear hugging me.

"Ahem, Cupid. Cough, cough" She grinned sheepishly as she let go.

"Are you people not used to public displays of affection? I rather you don't stare. Its rude you know." I deadpanned. The students slowly turned their gaze away and started murmuring to themselves.

Meanwhile, a fat balding dude in a blue coat with gold linings stepped forward. "Miss Queen are you going to sign or not?" he raised an eyebrow at her, in an almost threatening manner.

"Sign what? Her will? Her death wish? What else can be signed? Hmmm…" I said

That made the old man stare at me. "Just who do you think you are, young man? Who are you anyways?" he asked. I did a little curtsy and said "Mason Forrest Giffard at your service. From planet Earth, bastard son of Red Riding Hood and Sir Navarone Giffard of the Equestrian Kingdom."

Soon, the whole student body was looking at a certain girl that all too well looked like Rose Hood. That certain girl buried herself in her hoodie as she stood up and left in a huff. Most likely to her fathers quarters but I cant be too sure.

"Well then, Mr. Hood would you kindly see me in my office?" the bald dude asked "I'm not a Hood. I'm a Giffard. I would prefer you call me by my surname." I said coldly. I recognised him now, it was Milton Grimm headmaster of Ever After High. Really old fashioned, 'Oh you must stick to your destiny or poof! The dude hates bastards cause they apparently have no place in destinies. My mother spoke nothing but ill words towards him, well not spoke, but wrote. You see Rose Hood accidentally travelled to Earth and was stuck there for 19 months then the clique 'I fell in love with you but i have to go bye' happened and she left a tiny keepsake for my father, aka me. She also left behind journals about her fairy tale world where she came from, and Milton Grimm would kill me if he knew I was a bastard. But who the fuck cares. I might be able to see my mother again.

"Fine then Mr. Giffard follow me to my office. I have much for us to talk about."