Author's note: I took a few liberties with the Snow White story, mostly the name of her kingdom since, as far as I know, it's never been offcially named. The story itself is German, so I went a little generic and called Germania to keep it simple and so I could get straight to the story itself. Other than that, happy reading and I hope you enjoy this.

Part 1

"Come in," Fairy Godmother said as she heard the knock on her office door. When the door opened, she saw Snow White walking in; her usual blue and yellow ceremonial dress gone, replaced by a blue peasant top and black leggings. The heels of her calf-length boots gave a small muted thud as she walked quickly into the office. "Snowy! What can I do for –"

"How could you not tell me?" Snow almost shouted as finished clearing the distance to Fairy Godmother's desk, a look of determined purpose etched on her face to match her stride.

"Excuse me?" Fairy Godmother asked, trying her best to sound confused, though she was far from it. It had been a few days since the coronation, and she figured that with Snow White not only covering the event, but actually mentioning the name of one of school's newest students, this was bound to happen.

"Evie. How could you not tell me?"

The headmistress just looked at her, trying to find an explanation that wouldn't seem like she had intentionally hidden the truth. "I was trying to find a gentle way of telling you."

"Gentle didn't matter. Once you heard me mention her name on television, you should've told me right away. I mean did you think I wouldn't look into the name of the person who designed the dress that nearly everyone was gushing over?"

"I assumed."

"So imagine my surprise when I start asking questions and find out that Evie…is my sister," Snow said, her voice bordering between angry and cold.

"Technically, your step-sister," Fairy Godmother corrected.

"I'm not Cinderella – sister," Snow replied. She sat down on the chair in front of Fairy Godmother's desk, and leaned in. She hoped she came across as assertive and not mean because while she was a little bit angry, she meant no disrespect.

"How much do you know?" Fairy Godmother asked.

Snow took a deep breath and sat back in the chair. She'd only been looking into Evie for the past day and was amazed as she now thought about it, that she didn't know very much. "She's sixteen, raised on the Isle of the Lost. Her mother is The Evil Queen, also known as my step-mother, Grimhilde and her father is unknown. That's pretty much it. I don't even know what she looks like."

Snow watched as Fairy Godmother smiled in a very maternal way. She held up one finger as a waiting gesture and got up from her desk. She opened the doors to a large cabinet and rifled through its contents before returning to the desk, a file in hand. She placed the blue folder in front of Snow and sat back.

"Is this…?"

Fairy Godmother nodded. "Everything we have on her, it's not much, but have a look."

Snow opened the file and began looking through it. The first thing that caught her attention was the picture. My God, she's beautiful, Snow thought as she ran her finger tips over the photo. "She looks exactly like Grimhilde did at that age – well except for the hair," Snow commented, her joke at the end bringing a chuckle from Fairy Godmother. She began going through the pages, seeing the current grades the young girl was receiving. "She's smart."

"Mhm, especially at chemistry," Fairy Godmother added. "Read the comments from her teacher's evaluations at the end."

Snow sped to the end, seeing the multiple letters from the aforementioned teachers. She began reading them. For the most part, they were positive, though she did notice that they all seemed to have somewhat of the same criticisms. "Intelligent, probably even more than she realizes," Snow read aloud from Evie's chemistry teacher's letter, smiling at the compliment. "Good study habits, but needs to stop checking her make-up so much and tone down the flirting with her lab partner." Snow laughed at the last comments. "Who is her lab partner?"

"I'll let you ask," Fairy Godmother responded with a smile, "after all, you do want to meet her, correct?"

"How soon can we arrange it?"

Part 2

Evie and Mal were leaving stepping into the courtyard after their Friday morning classes. They were intending to meet up with Jay, Carlos, Doug, and Ben for lunch before afternoon classes began. As they walked a few students waved hello, while others warily avoided their gaze and moved out of the way. Mal rolled her eyes and Evie just smiled mischievously. The two somewhat reformed bad girls were used to it. Even though it had almost been a week since the coronation and "The Battle of Maleficent" as most people tongue-in-cheekily referred to the fight between the villain kids and Maleficent, there was still a few who regarded the girls, along with Carlos and Jay, as those to be cautious around.

"It's not like we're going to try and stage a coup," Mal complained as she finally sat at the table and brought her lunch out of her bag.

"They'll come around," Ben said as he reached for one of the strawberries in the container Mal had placed out. He laughed when she playfully – mostly – slapped his hand away.

"Yeah, and it's not like it really bothers you does it?" Evie asked as she finished checking her make-up before beginning to eat.

Mal shook her head. "No, it's just annoying. Like, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Seriously?" Jay asked, popping a strawberry that Mal hadn't even noticed he grabbed into his mouth. "You took on Maleficent, your mother, The Queen of Darkness…and won; all without even really breaking a sweat. Good or not, people don't want to be on your bad side."

"Where's Carlos?" Evie asked as she realized that the group was a member shy.

"And Doug?" Mal asked.

"Carlos is working kitchen duty," Ben answered. "Fairy Godmother caught him trying to sneak a couple bricks of chocolate out of the pantry last night."

"That boy has a problem," Jay laughed. The girls just looked at him, their glares icy. "Hey, I told him not to do it. I even tried to talk him out of it."

"If you'd gone with him…," Mal began before being cut off.

"We'd both be wearing hairnets," Jay finished. "What about Doug?"

"He texted me that he was gonna be helping rearrange the band hall," Evie answered.

"Yeah, apparently Lonnie's got the band director on this whole spiritual flow thing and he insisted on improving the hall's energy. He offered extra credit to anyone who helped," Ben added.

"Aww, Doug's so sweet isn't he?" Evie gushed at the news of what her boyfriend was doing. The other three merely groaned in mock disgust.

All four of them carried on in conversation until suddenly an official courier arrived. "Excuse me, sire, I'm sorry to intrude, but I have a message for Miss Evie," the courier explained as he reached into his coat and pulled out a small envelope. After handing Evie the message he stood waiting at attention.

"Is there anything else?" Ben asked.

"Well, sire, I'm to wait for her to read the invitation and then escort her back to the school entrance."

"Why?"

"I do not know, I only know what I've been instructed."

The four teens looked at the courier confused.

"Well, don't just sit there, open it," Mal said impatiently.

Evie opened the letter. It was a small, hand written invitation inscribed in some of the most beautiful handwriting Evie had ever seen. "Well?" Jay asked. She looked back at him, not sure what to say. "What does the invite say?"

Evie nodded as she saw both Mal and Ben egg her on as well. "Dear Evie, you are hereby invited to lunch and tea with…"

"Lunch and tea, how formal," Jay joked. He grunted in pain when he felt Mal kick him from under the table.

"Let her finish."

Jay held up his hands in defeat of the half-fairy. "Thank you," Evie said. "You are hereby invited to lunch and tea with a member of the Germaic Royal Family, to be followed with dinner as well a possible introduction in the kingdom."

"Germaic Royal Family?" Mal questioned.

"Introduction to the kingdom?" Jay added.

Ben just looked shocked.

"We'll leave whenever you're ready Miss Evie," the courier said.

"What if I don't want to? Not that I'm flattered by the invitation, but it seems so random and…scary."

"You should go," Ben said quickly. When Evie, and the others, looked him like he'd just lost his mind, he continued. "You'll be perfectly safe with that royal family. Believe me, they'll take of you like your family."

"Ben?" Mal tried to intercede.

"Mal, trust me," he told her, his eyes looking straight into hers.

"If you need anything, call me, we'll come get you," Mal told Evie after she decided to relent, deciding to put her faith in her boyfriend.

Evie nodded and gave her lunch to Jay, gathered her purse and let the courier lead her away. As the group watched Evie walk away, a tense silence filled the table. Jay and Mal gave each other a look that had been shared between them many times before. It was a look that said each was thinking the same thing. Back on the island, it was usually reserved for when they were agreeing to do something very bad. Here…it had a different thought behind it.

"Okay, sweetie," Mal said as she took Ben's face in her hands and pulled it in her direction. "You know something; tell us."

"You two know the story of the Evil Queen right?" Mal and Jay nodded. "Well…do you know where the story took place?"

"The Kingdom of the Enchanted Forest," Mal answered. "Everyone knows that."

"Yeah, but when Prince Florian woke Snow White up, and they married a few years later, her kingdom and his kingdom merged, and the name of Florian's kingdom is what's been used ever since for the unified state."

Mal and Jay sat in silence, thinking about the many times they heard Evil Queen tell them the story as she ranted about her downfall, before finally realizing what was happening. "But that would mean? No; no way," Mal said in disbelief.

Ben nodded. "Are you sure?" Jay asked, slightly concerned.

"Did you know about this?" Mal asked.

"Not a clue, at least until I heard her say Germaic Royal Family."

"Do you really think she sent it?" Jay asked.

"Well…Florian has no reason to," Ben replied.

For the next few minutes the trio sat in stunned silence. Jay was hoping Evie was going to be okay. Mal was hoping Evie didn't end up hurt, more emotionally than anything else. Ben was hoping that Snow White knew what she was doing.

Their reverie was broken by the sound of dog barking as it came running up to the table. It jumped from the ground, onto the bench, and finally onto the table itself, digging into Mal's bowl of strawberries.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Carlos said, fatigue clearly evident in his voice. "Where's Evie?" No one answered because they didn't know where to start telling him what just happened.