Quinn had to say, Baba Yaga's office wasn't the brightest of places.
"What did you say your name was dear?" Baba Yaga inquired, opening up a dusty old book.
"Quinn."
Quinn inspected the book, it seemed beyond repair. The binding seemed to be extremely fragile, the pages yellowed and words faded. This book must have been a few hundreds of years old...
Raven looked over at Quinn and saw her awe-struck face and her eyes that seemed to be glued to the records book in Baba Yaga's hands.
"Uhhh... Quinn? What are you looking at?"
Quinn snapped out of her trance, and stared at Raven like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Wh- Who- Me- Oh- Uhm... Nothing." She grinned, "Whats that book in Baba Yaga's hands, by the way?"
"This, my dear, is the school records book. Every single student who has ever and will ever be enrolled in this school. The only reason you'd show up here would be if you had a family here beforehand with a legacy you're meant to follow."
Quinn glanced at Raven. At the words 'legacy you're meant to follow', she noticed Raven's expression darken. She decided not to comment on this matter, and focused on the matter at hand.
"So... Is my name in there, Baba Yaga?" Quinn asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Actually, yes." Baba Yaga nodded, holding the book out for Quinn and Raven to see. Raven's mouth hung open as they both caught sight of the word "Quinn" written out in neat calligraphy, with another word faintly inked in next to it.
Both Quinn and Raven leaned in squinting, trying to interpret the faded word. "Can you read it?" Raven asked Quinn. Quinn responded with a prompt shake of her head.
"Nope."
"Well, since you are, indeed, a student here, regardless of the fact that we are not aware of your parents identities, you have the right to attend our school! Welcome to Ever After High, dearie."
Baba Yaga grasped Quinn's hands and shook them, a grin on her face, and pressed something into Quinn's palm. It was a key, with the insignia of the school engraved on the top.
"That'll be your key, dear. I suggest you head right over to Headmaster Grimm and he'll give you everything you need."
"Thanks, Baba Yaga."
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"So you mean to tell me that you can't remember anything from before you popped out of that history book? Anything at all?" Raven asked as they both walked the hallways to Headmaster Grimm's office.
Quinn shook her head.
"Well, this would be Headmaster Grimm's office." Raven shrugged, pushing the door open.
Quinn peered inside, and her eyes met with those of the Headmaster, a short and stout man in a navy blue trench coat. "H... H... Headmaster Grimm?"
"Who goes there?" His demanding voice boomed, narrowing his eyes, "I am trying to organize every student's schedules before the term begins, and- Who are you?"
"My name is Quinn," Quinn advanced towards his desk, her voice a little shaky, "I-I'm new."
"Quinn...?" He asked, expecting a last name.
"Yeah. I don't- I don't know my last name."
"No fairy tale family, not a student." The Headmaster huffed, turning toward the window.
Quinn heard the sounds of Raven's heels clicking on the floor, "But headmaster, she is a student, and I can prove it!"
Raven furiously began to tap away on her phone, showing a photo to the Headmaster- the photo of the records book, with Quinn's name inked into it.
"I see." The bearded headmaster frowned, and nodded. "I'll see to it that you settle in by tonight." He paced his room, and his fingers flicked through multiple files in a filing cabinet, brandishing a folder the same shade of beige as Quinn's dress, including the same design that repeated itself on Quinn's dress- the insignia of a feather on its side.
"This folder should have everything you need," he said, handing her the folder. Quinn looked at the Headmaster to say thanks, and the second their eyes met the Headmaster drew his hand back as if Quinn had given him a large static shock.
Quinn exchanged looks with Raven, giving her a look asking if she'd done anything wrong. Raven replied with a puzzled expression and a shrug.
"Come on, Quinn. Let's get going."
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Quinn looked at the feather insignia on her dress, and back at the feather insignia on her file.
"Do you think it means anything?" she asked Raven. Raven shook her head,
"No idea."
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"Is anything wrong, Milton?" Giles Grimm strode into the Headmaster's office, sipping on a cup of tea.
"Did you see that new girl..."
"Quinn was her name, wasn't it?"
"Indeed it was." Milton looked out the window, a pensive expression dawned on his face.
"Does something about her unsettle you, brother?"
"No records of family.. No record of a last name... No records at all..." He paced back and forth in front of his giant window, "Doesn't that sound the slightest bit suspicious to you?"
"You don't mean she could be-"
"Yes, brother I do. Did you see those eyes? Just like a kaleidoscope, those eyes. Just like her mother's, or at least, the would- if she really is the daughter of who I think her mother is."
"Her birthright, is it hidden? Do you intend to keep it that way, Milton?" Giles Grimm furrowed his brow. Surely his brother couldn't be thinking what Giles thinks he is thinking of.
"She is a danger to the world of Ever After. The insignia on her folder- it was a quill. I am sure of it."
"After all these years, we've found her?"
Milton turned to his brother, a grim expression on his face, his eyebrows set low on his head.
"Yes we have, brother. We've found the Quillmaster."
Giles Grimm dropped his teacup. It hit the floor with a crash, and the pieces of the little cup scattered around the office.
Neither brother said a word as the tea seeped into Milton's carpet, leaving behind a stain in the shape of the quill insignia.
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Author's Note:
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