What's up? HowAboutTeam here. As usual, we will leave our credits, and this story is about how the Seven react to being dumped into the Schools of Good and Evil! Happy reading! :)

Credits: Purrfectly Me :3, Joan Park :)

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Annabeth remembered going to sleep. She remembered saying 'good night' to all of the kids in Gavaldon. Most of all, she remembered Percy.

So why was he dangling sixty feet in the air with her?

But this wasn't the normal kidnapping. Because in the normal kidnapping to go to the School of Good and Evil, only two were chosen.

Only this time, it wasn't two. It was seven.

Leo, the blacksmith's son, Piper, the daughter of the woman who made perfumes, Jason, the leader's son, Hazel, the miner's daughter, Frank, the lumberjack's son.

And of course there was Percy and Annabeth.

"Where the freaking crud are we?" Leo yelled. Annabeth understood his panic, because they were dangling over sixty feet in the air. By a creature that looked like skeleton harpies.

Percy started to thrash. Annabeth grabbed his arm. "Percy! Percy, it's okay. Calm down," She advised to everyone. "Easy for you to say," Jason grumbled. "You're the smart one."

Against her wishes, Annabeth's heart swelled with pride. "Thank you, but honestly. If you read The Tale of Sophie and Agatha-" "What is that, a disease?" Leo interrupted. Annabeth shot him a dirty look and he quailed down.

"Sophie always thought that she was the one to become a princess, and Agatha thought she was destined to be a witch," Annabeth started. "But Agatha didn't want to leave Gavaldon. She kicked and screamed, and Sophie tried to calm her down. But Agatha didn't care. She wanted to go back to her graveyard and rot." "I wonder why," Leo snickered. "So Agatha yelled and fought, and that one mistake caused Sophie and Agatha to switch schools. Agatha was dropped into the School for Good, and Sophie in Evil. Later on, it shows who Agatha and Sophie really are. So, the moral of that little talk was," Annabeth stared straight at Percy and Leo. "To accept your fate." "Okay, I got it." Percy stretched in midair. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Look!" Piper suddenly cried, and six other heads swiveled to look at two towering castles. One marble-white, one obsidian-black. The School of Good and Evil.

Four of the students fell into Good. The other three fell into Evil. One person from each locked eyes and reached for each other. "PERCY!" Annabeth screamed as she fell into the candy-cane colored clouds. "Annabeth!" Percy reached for her as he plummeted towards certain doom and death.

Miraculously, they didn't die. Or break any bones. They rolled off of the ground. When Annabeth got her head wrapped around the fact that Percy was in Evil and Annabeth was in Good, she ran across the bridge.

"Percy!" Annabeth cried. Percy saw Annabeth and did the same. "Annabeth!" They ran for each other, only to be bounced back off.

"You can't get across the barrier, sweet," somebody said. A gasp went through the clearing. A girl with caramel hair, large, almond eyes like a doe's, and a mischievous smile. She was stroking a fox. "The barrier contains all the Evers on one side, and all the Nevers in the other. No point trying," the beautiful girl added, once she saw her expression. "You'll just miss class and become an animal or a plant."

"A… plant?" Annabeth asked, unsure if she heard right. "A plant," the girl confirmed. "Happens all the time. This sweet guy here used to be a student. Now he's an animal."

Annabeth stepped back, horrified. That cute, sweet fuzzy thing was an… animal? She thought.

"Oh, it's not so bad," the girl assured her. "What better than a dead animal than a dead animal who once worked for a princess?" she reasoned. The other boys and girls with crowns were nodding along with her.

"I-" Annabeth tried to protest again, but was interrupted. "Good girl," the girl crooned, then turned to Percy. "My, my… is this one supposed to be in Evil? He looks plenty Good to me," the girl added, then finished it off with a wink to Percy. She started to walk, but turned and said, "I'm Calypso."

She took Annabeth's arm and led her through the magnificent hallways. Despite all of her troubles, Annabeth began to relax. Magnificent buildings always calmed her down. "...and over here," Calypso continued, "are the three towers- Honor, Purity, and Valor. You'll be with me, Reyna, and Rachel in Purity tower," Calypso pointed to the pinkest tower of all. Annabeth wanted to retch. This was the so-called school of Good and Evil? She wished for Percy with all of her heart. "It won't matter, sweetheart," Calypso called over her shoulder. "It's not your fairy tale yet." If only she knew.

In the highest tower, the Storian zipped onto the desk once more. It began to write as the pages of a book magically appeared.

Once upon a time, it wrote, as the School of Good and Evil appeared onto the pages. From a land beyond sight, was two youths. It showed Percy and Annabeth reaching for each other. Yet apart. They wished for each other with all their heart, but one thing was still in place. A villain. If there was a person in the School Master's tower, they would have seen a pen, and they would swear that the pen was smiling.


Percy plopped down on the moth-bitten sheets.

"What, now?"

Nico di Angelo and Octavian III calmly told him what had happened.

"You're Evil," Nico explained. He fed some of the cotton from the bed to his skeleton rat. "You have an Evil soul." Percy started to shake his head. "No, no, no. Where's Annabeth? You know, blond girl? Gray eyes? Athletic?" Octavian shook his head. "No, nope. No Annabeth here. Shame, though. She sounds juicy."

Percy wondered if Octavian was kidding. Then his eyes wandered from the psychotic grin on his face to a steel-framed picture. "Human sacrifices," Octavian said wistfully. His pale blue eyes hardened and he took out a knife. He tossed a teddy bear into the air and threw the knife. "I can't wait." Thump.

Nico grinned at his silk scarf. Now Percy noticed that there were faces inside the silk. Tormented faces. "Awesome birthday present from my dad," Nico said. He lifted the black-silk scarf and smelled it.

Percy felt like his head was going to explode. "Wait… so you guys were born into fairy tales?" Percy asked, hoping that they would give him the answer the opposite of what he was most expecting. "Yup," they chorused. Octavian took out another stuffed animal and studied it carefully. "So… you're a Reader, huh?" Nico said curiously. Then, a door opened. A white wolf threw Frank Zhang in. "One more," it growled. Then it slammed the door. "Ugh," Frank groaned. Percy smiled and clapped him on the back. "Good man," Percy laughed. Suddenly, Octavian had him by the throat. "Nevers. Don't. Laugh." Octavian's second knife hovered dangerously above Percy's wrist. He smiled. "Got it?" Terrified, Percy nodded, then gulped. "Good." Octavian let go, then speared another bear.

Once Percy got his courage back, he asked, "Why are Evil students called Nevers?" "Nevermore, dude. Short for 'Nevermore.' Villain sanctuary." Nico muttered absently, looking through his textbooks.

Percy turned his head sideways. "Uglification, History of Villainy, Curses and Death Traps?" Percy read. He turned to Nico. "What sort of teachers teach these kind of lessons?"

"The Evil teachers, of course," Nico muttered. He looked up. "Holy Hades, five minutes to class! You better change," he advised Percy. He pointed to the obsidian closet. "School uniform."

Percy gagged when they opened the door. Inside was a closet buzzing with flies, and one ragged school robe inside. "Do I… do I have to?" Percy asked. Octavian gave him an answer. "Yes." He shoved Percy in and locked the outside door, forcing him to change.


Annabeth wanted so desperately to be at home.

She could endure her mother's constant snapping. She would endure her father's ignoring her. She would even polish her brother's trophies every day.

If it meant that she could leave this place.

"So…" She decided to make conversation. No harm in gaining knowledge, right?

"What do your parents do?"

Calypso nearly snapped her precious fox's neck. Reyna's eyes filled with tears. Rachel glared. Instinctively Annabeth took a few steps back. "Don't even go there," Rachel grumped. Reyna hastily wiped her tears away. "So." She tossed one of her golden dogs a ruby. "We've all been waiting to ask this question," Reyna smiled. "Uh… what question?" Annabeth asked. "Don't pretend that you don't know, love," Calypso laughed gently. "Who was that cute boy you saw? It was… Percy, wasn't it?" "Yeah," Annabeth said uncertainly. "So?" The redhead, Rachel Dare, leaned forward. "Is he your boyfriend or not?" "I- um… Percy and I…" Annabeth stammered.

"Prince Percy," Calypso mused. She looked straight at Annabeth. "Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"I- I really don't know," Annabeth stammered. Reyna looked at her, amused. "Oh, come on! Okay, then, do you know who that other boy is?" "W-who?" Annabeth asked. "You know what I mean! That blond boy! The muscular one!" Reyna twinkled. "Uh… Jason?" Annabeth asked. Reyna nodded enthusiastically."Yeah! Can you introduce me?" Reyna asked. "Jason already has a girlfriend," Annabeth said uncertainly. "She's my friend. Piper?" Reyna got a dark look in her eyes. "That Indian girl? Please. Why would Jason want a Never if he could have a princess?" Reyna shifted her fan towards her face. Annabeth shrugged. "Maybe it's because Piper just has more heart than Ever princesses," Annabeth managed, then headed toward the closet to change into her hideous pink uniform.


Sophie stalked through the hallways, her cape swaying behind her.

"Leonora, dear?" She shouted. She stopped in front of an silver door, the golden plate on top of it said, Dean Sophie's Office. She went inside and saw her daughter.

"Leonora, darling, can you greet the newcomers?" Leonora looked up from her glowing purple finger. "But mother, I don't like Readers." Sophie arched her brow. "Must you be reminded that your aunt and I were Readers? Now, come along before I make you suffer one of my tortures." Leonora sighed, even if her mother would never do that, she still feared her nonetheless. With a swish of a cloak, they were headed to the dormitories. -

Leonora opened the door to Room 21. Four girls stared at her. Her high cheeks, golden hair curled, fair skin, and soft features, yet had a black heart. She looked even more dazzling with full eyelashes, a purple dress, and a black cloak. In a way, she looked exactly like her mother, Sophie, the school of Evil's Dean. Ever since her mother's story, evil and good have been together in harmony. That's how she was able to cross the barrier. The four girls stammered, even Calypso seemed to lose her shine.

Leonora coughed into her fist.

"You must be Annabeth, Calypso, Rachel, and Reyna."

"Ugh. Who are y-you?" Calypso meant it to come out confidently, but the way Leonora looked, she dulled.

"None of your preferred business." She replied. "Annabeth, I am to show you around. You girls, get to your classes." As the two girls exited the room Leonora waved her hand. It turned purple and a view of the school grounds appeared. They stepped through the portal, and she began the tour.


Percy headed to Uglification class. He arrived one second too late. "So kind of you to join us, Percy," Professor Sophie crooned. For a moment, she looked like the average princess, with flawless blond hair, creamy peach skin, and a violet cape. Then her eyes flashed, and Percy found the real Sophie deep inside. He saw an ugly, warted witch, with a pulsing ring hooked onto her finger.

Then, as soon as it started, he was jolted back into the classroom, with twenty students staring at him, plus one beautiful teacher. "S-sure," Percy managed. The Dean of Evil smiled. "Percy, do you know what happens when you are late?" "No, ma'am," Percy said. Sophie strode over to him and leaned dangerously close to his ear. "We punish them." Percy's breath caught in his throat. Percy caught Octavian snickering. "But!" Sophie stood up suddenly, startling Percy so much he jumped. She turned to Percy's roommates. "Surely it wasn't Percy's fault! Perhaps, he just wasn't properly introduced?" She narrowed her eyes at Nico and Octavian. "A day in the Doom Room!" Sophie clipped and clopped back to her desk. "Now, what is the major color for Uglification?" she asked.

Percy wasn't paying attention… until at least Professor Sophie announced, "I will show you the true process of uglification!" She raised her arms and cackled- a good, long, villainy cackle. Slowly, her eyes narrowed into slits. Her peachy skin bubbled and grew warts. Professor Sophie, the most beautiful Evil Dean of all time, had shrunk into a cackling, warty hag. "You see!" Sophie cried. "You see what uglification goes to you! And now…" Sophie the Hag grinned. Percy, expecting black, rotten molars, instead saw rows of gleaming white teeth. Slowly, surely, Sophie the Hag turned back into the beautiful, stunning Professor. "...Why don't we let our new friend try?"


After the tour, Annabeth was handed her schedule. She headed right away, after 1st period.

"Um… Princess Etiquette… Pollux. Period 2. What?"

"Upstairs, Valor." A fairy busily hurried past her glancing at her schedule.

"Oh… Thank you…?" She said as the fairy flew by. "Hmm. So that's probably the right staircase. maybe 1 leauge toward the Beautification Room. Hmm… Aha!" Annabeth said aloud, once she reached the right door. RINGGGGG. "That's the late bell!" She exclaimed, and ran in. "Hello, dear," said not a cute dog, but a stunning raven-haired queen. "Pollux had to go and tend to his brother, Castor, who, unfortunately, received a skeleton bite from a stymph. I am Queen Agatha," the substitute announced. She swept a hand over the class. "Queen of Camelot."

At once, all of the girls gasped and sat straight to attention; the boys all asking, "Where's Tedros? Your king?"

"Teddy will be fine," the queen assured the class. She turned. "He had some work to do."

Annabeth had some time to realize that the queen was staring at her. "You are the Reader, I assume?" Annabeth felt herself blushing. The queen of Camelot, the hero of her favorite fairy tale, was addressing her! When weak, act strong, Annabeth reminded herself.
"Yes, um… Your Highness," She murmured. A stifle of giggles from the class. "No need for 'Your Highness,' Annabeth," Agatha smiled. Annabeth nodded, her face a tomato. "Yes, Professor," Annabeth tried again. Queen Agatha smiled in pleasure. "As teacher for Princess Etiquette, I must congratulate you for your good first appearance to me. Not everyone I know loves me like you. In fact," the queen said, her eyes twinkling, "My first appearance to Beatrix, one of my dearest friends, was a swift passing of gas." Some snorts from the boys. "Yes, I farted," Queen Agatha admitted. Her face, however, had no trace of a blush, just her raw beauty. "In front of thirty princes and princesses. But, I showed them who I really was, from start to end. Otherwise, I wouldn't have my Teddy," Agatha sighed. "My beautiful Tedros." All of the girls sighed, including me. "So!" the Queen clapped her hands. "Let us begin."


Sophie walked down the cluttered hallway of children. The bell kept ringing, signaling 3rd period. She stopped in her tracks, her glass slippers clinking against the ebony planks of wood. The bell stopped ringing. Good thing I don't have a class this period… She thought. She kept walking and stopped, suddenly again. Her eyes opened in shock, they got misty, and she teared up. She shivered. One tear dropped down from her cheek. As fast as it came, it stopped. "Oh, no! My MASCARA!" She screamed. She whipped out a mirror and checked her reflection. "Oh, no it's ruined!" She looked closely at her features. "There, that smear right there, the size of half a centimeter, right in the corner of my eye." She then whipped out her Magical Mascara bottle. She applied it carefully. Then she resumed. "Oh, darling! Aggie, I can't believe it! You look DAZZLING!" Sophie smiled. She frowned. She stared at Agatha's eyelid. "Where's your foundation? Did you get the care package with all of the herbs? How about the mascara? Blush?! Contour? Oh, Aggie, darling I told you to put on the cucumber masks!" Sophie hurried to Agatha, cloak dragging behind her. She lifted Agatha's chin. "AGH!" She choked. She started fanning herself. "That...t-that pink...dot... " Sophie started to breathe heavily. "Queens… Not… supposed… To have… ZITS!"

"Calm down Sophie! It's good to see you too! And, I believe I'm perfect just the way I am," Agatha laughed. "Aggie! You are a queen! Imagine what the paparazzi would say! Imagine-" "Sophie! Sophie, there is no paparazzi in Camelot," Agatha calmed.

"Oh. Well, what about your magnificent subjects? You must have lots of visitors." Sophie pouted.

"What visitors? Teddy isn't letting me out at all since the test," Agatha laughed.

Sophie stared in shock. "YOUR PREGNANT?" Sophie screamed, shaking the rooftops.

"Maybe… or maybe not." Agatha winked at her best friend. Sophie stammered a bit, fanned herself, and FREAKED OUT.

"OH MY GOD! AGATHA, YOU WERE PREGNANT ALL THIS TIME AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BEST FRIEND? WHAT HAPPENED TO THE NON-ROMANTIC AGATHA? YOU CHANGED SO MUCH!" Sophie wailed, then did it. She fainted.


Note from Joan Park:

So. Agatha pregnant. Sophie freaking out. I know that it wasn't a really productive chapter, but it was the best that we could do. Tell us if you want us to make this scene into a playwrite, because I'm just feeling it. :) See you next chapter!

Note from Purrfectly Me:

Hey! I hoped you liked it um… Oh, yeah, if you didn't get the hitch, Sophie has a child, and Agatha is pregnant, as said above :D. *Feeling the love.* See ya!

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