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A/N: And that's it. This is the final chapter. It's over.

Episode 38:

Accidentally on Purpose

-Twyla-

It was the Friday before finals week and Twyla headed towards the dorm after dinner with her classmates. Bonny lay sprawled over the stairs in a drunken stupor.

Abbey stepped over Bonny, "This one always like this, why she teach here?"

Blondie shrugged as she avoided the drunk, "I don't know but I would leave her there, waking her isn't exactly good for your health."

Farrah grimaced as she hovered, "It's certainly a puzzle. Why is she by the dorms? Did she forget where her own bed was?"

"Maybe she like, doesn't care about what anyone else thinks and does what she wants."

Everyone looked up and saw Faybelle with her hands on her hips as she stood on the sophomore floor landing.

Farrah gasped, "Faybelle?"

Faybelle pointed to herself, "Surprise! Did you miss me?"

Twyla shook her head, "We thought you were dead!"

Faybelle looked nonplussed, "Dead? Uh no, I was in like, a coma or whatever."

Twyla furrowed her brow, "LT Montoya said there was nothing she could do for you, how are you alive?"

Faybelle gestured to herself, "Like so. Now, what did I miss?"

Billy's eyes changed into gold reptilian slits as he narrowed his eyes at Faybelle and growled.

Faybelle smirked, "Hello to you too Billy~"

Billy balled his hands into fists and growled louder.

Frankie shook her head sadly, "Faybelle, you missed the whole year. We're going to get room assignments and move tomorrow."

Lagoona nodded, "That's the basic gist of it anyways. If you're alive then where is Evie? She wasn't nearly as bad off as you were."

Faybelle shrugged, "I got lucky I guess, must be a fairy thing. Evie didn't make it though. Sorry."

Crecha stomped up the stairs and pushed past her, "Move."

Faybelle leaned back and hovered, "Wha… hey!"

Farrah flew up to Faybelle and sighed, "She's been like that all year. Don't take it personally."

Faybelle landed and scoffed, "Uh, well I am gonna. She's so rude!"

Frankie jogged up to Faybelle with her hands up, "So sorry about Crecha, she just-"

Crecha turned and yelled, "Frankie, in the dorm. Now!"

Frankie grimaced then smiled and followed Crecha.

Faybelle put her hands on her hips with a raised brow, "Does she like, have no say in what she does?"

Abbey shook her head, "We still thinking of solution."

A small yelp alerted them to someone else on the stairs. They turned and saw Raven Queen, the older sister of Evie Queen, headed up the stairs with an envelope in her hand.

Raven walked up to the landing with her hand over her heart, "Woo, that Bonny couldn't find a more inconvenient place to sleep. Anyways here you go, room assign-"

Her hand trembled, with the envelope in hand as she stared at Faybelle, "You're alive! Then that means…" Raven pivoted with wide hopeful eyes, "Evie?"

Faybelle shook her head, "Sorry, Evie wasn't as lucky as I was."

Raven lowered her head and her hand, "Oh, I see. Well…excuse me I have to go."

She dropped the envelope and covered her face as she ran down the stairs crying.

Lagoona grimaced, "Poor girl."

Billy picked up the envelope and opened it, "Room assignments, I guess they came early. Wait…. This is weird."

Twyla craned her neck to see the paper, "What? What's weird?"

Faybelle looked over his shoulder and frowned, "My name isn't on here. Wait…Darling's name is here, what the hell!"

Billy leaned away from Faybelle and sneered, "You could die to make this list more accurate, go ahead I'll wait."

Faybelle snatched the paper, "Who makes these room assignments anyways."

Abbey raised a finger, "LT Ching oversees junior class, so assignments come from her."

Faybelle stuffed the paper down her blouse in front of Billy.

Billy rolled his eyes and walked away, becoming invisible.

Faybelle pouted as she headed down the stairs, "Whatever after! I'm going to have a little chat with LT Ching."

Twyla gave Abbey a look that said if I'm not back in five minutes.

Abbey nodded.

Twyla followed Faybelle's descent, "Hey, I'll go with you. Battle buddy system remember?"

Abbey lingered on the landing as everyone else shuffled into the dorm.

Twyla nearly slipped on one of Bonny's empty bottles, "Ugh, Bonny is such a useless teacher, seriously."

Faybelle smirked, "I wouldn't say that she can have some pretty useful ideas sometimes."

Twyla squinted, "What?"

Faybelle bounced down the stairs, her braid coming undone with each step. Once on the ground floor, She growled and attempted to re-braid it, "Ugh this is impossible to do, the one thing I needed Evie for and she can't be around to do it. So, annoying."

Twyla kept her mouth shut as she followed. She didn't want to volunteer to be Faybelle's next hair braider accidentally.

Faybelle, tired of fighting her hair, let it hang loose as she knocked on the door of Ching's office. When there was no answer, she opened the door.

Twyla peered around Faybelle and noted that they were in a club room of some type with bulletin boards, and inkwells all around. There was an additional door further in. Faybelle flew into the club room and knocked on the second door.

"You may enter," Ching called from inside the room.

They walked into Ching's office. The room was well decorated, with one wall holding mounted swords. The adjacent wall had a lavish lacquered dresser with incense burning on a small shrine. In the corner was a three-tiered filing cabinet of the same red lacquer and there at the center wall was Ching seated at her lacquered desk surrounded by bamboo plants.

"LT Ching, Private First-Class Thorn reports as ordered," Faybelle didn't wait for a response as she held up the room assignments with a scowl, "This list is bogus! I'm not on it! And right here is another mistake, you have Darling on this list. She's dead. Why was I replaced with a dead girl?"

Ching looked over Faybelle with mild disinterest. Her eyes panned over to Twyla. She tilted her head to the side, opened a drawer and pulled out a small object. As she closed the drawer she stood up with her hands behind her back, "Private Thorn, that is most unfortunate but I don't make mistakes."

Ching walked around the desk slowly.

Faybelle scoffed as she waved the paper, "Uhhh, well like, here's a mistake right here."

Ching grabbed Twyla's hand and enclosed the small object into it before she fixed Faybelle with a glare, "I'm sure the mistake will correct itself. You may leave my office."

Faybelle scoffed and flew out of Ching's office. Twyla looked up at Ching.

Ching nodded, "Follow Thorns' example and go, you will know what to do. Don't disappoint me a second time."

Twyla furrowed her brow and left. She closed the door behind her and stood next to Faybelle in the hallway.

Faybelle huffed, "So, what did Ching give you?"

Twyla opened her hand and held it up, in her hand was a pacifier with a long blue ribbon.

Faybelle raised an eyebrow, "That's even weirder than Ching's list. Why only one pacifier? Ohhh, a ribbon hey can I borrow that, I gave my other ribbon away."

Twyla looked at the ribbon and then at Faybelle's outstretched hand, "You gave your ribbon away. When?"

Faybelle waved dismissively, "Doesn't matter, I'm not getting it back, now can I borrow…"

Twyla no longer registered Faybelle's words because she knew exactly when Faybelle had given away her ribbon.

She could picture it almost as clear as day, the blue ribbon wrapped around the grip of Darling's melted sword. She remembered that time in the library when Abbey had asked for the truth and Faybelle had told her that the sword was cursed. Faybelle knew it was cursed because she tied a cursed ribbon to it. Evie must have known that Faybelle had done it and Faybelle knew that Evie knew and wanted to keep her quiet. Evie always did get super emotional whenever something terrible happened, Faybelle must have gone to Evie when she was vulnerable and coaxed her into getting rid of the sword for her. That had to be what Evie was doing in the treasury the day Darling died.

Evie attacked Blondie in the treasury because the sword was there. She didn't want Blondie to find the sword. Her magical signature had to be all over it. Faybelle must have known where Blondie would be because Billy probably told her as part of his favors.

As for Cleo, Faybelle above all things hated being excluded and if Twyla recalled correctly, Faybelle was a self-proclaimed trap specialist. It was easy for Faybelle to lie about Cleo when she knew Twyla was in the room and it was easy to make Cleo look guilty with the use of a light trap. The apples, Faybelle had to have them when she entered the line and she had to know which one was actually poisonous and which one gave off the illusion of being poisonous. Twyla recalled the day of the boat race when Cedar triggered the trap that Faybelle had made appear to be pre-triggered, the spell she had cast was purple. Like the gas that leaked out of the apple. As for the yellow glow. Twyla had seen that before as well, it had been in freshman year when Faybelle had cast the darkness spell, the yellow glow of deep sleep had covered all the seniors.

Faybelle certainly seemed vindictive enough to put herself in a deep sleep, kill a minion and frame someone else just to ensure that they died. She had been coaxing Billy to kill Cleo after all. As for motivation, it was obvious, Faybelle hated to be excluded. She had entered the dorm demanding that Darling let her help and Darling had refused her.

Twyla shook out of her musing and looked up at Faybelle who still had her hand out, "It was you."

Faybelle raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Twyla put the pacifier in her pocket, "It was you! You killed Darling, all because she refused to let you help her. You petty fairy. You killed someone for that?"

Faybelle lowered her hand as she leaned back, "What? Why do you think I killed Darling? All I wanted was for Darling to acknowledge that she needed me." She stomped her foot and pouted, "And I wasn't the only one who hated that self-righteous princess."

Twyla frowned, "What?"

Faybelle folded her arms and scoffed, "Ugh, all right amateur detective, listen up. I saved all of you from Evie when I gave her that apple. I had to eat an apple myself or else Evie would have been suspicious."

Twyla leaned away, "Uh huh, and why would you poison Evie, you two had been friends all year."

Faybelle rolled her eyes, "Ummm hello, I had just witnessed Evie using a sharp reversal spell on Darling's sword. I wasn't about to stay on her bad side."

Twyla shook her head doubtfully, "You saw Evie cast a reversal spell, so you were in the hall during the fight?"

Faybelle nodded, "Well duh! Evie was freaking out about her bad spell, like always. So, I told her to go get the sword and hide it. If anyone with an ounce of magic looked at it, they would be able to detect her magical signature all over it."

Twyla pursed her lips, "Uh huh, pretty convenient that it would also hide your magical signature."

Faybelle scoffed, "Do you seriously think I wanted Darling dead? I'm not heartless you know. I was sick to my stomach when she started bleeding."

Twyla pointed at Faybelle and leaned forward, "Uh huh, so is that why you put up that big ruse in the latrine trying to convince me that it was Cleo?"

Faybelle threw her head back in exasperation, "I was desperate okay! We both saw your freakishly long shadows on the latrine walls, I had to think of something to get you off Evie's back."

Twyla scoffed, "And telling Billy he needed to kill Cleo?"

Faybelle rolled her eyes and fluttered up and down, "Oh Em Gee! It was a joke! Billy gets so heated when I tell him to do things he hates."

She smirked, "And the angrier he is at me the harder he tries to break me. I couldn't sit all day after that pounding."

Twyla grimaced, "Ew."

Faybelle shrugged, "You can keep that mushy slow stuff. I like my Billy all riled up. Did you see his face when I returned? He practically wanted to kill me. I wanted to take him then and there. Of course, it will be hard to convince him to put out with Darling dead." She tapped her chin with her finger, "Then again I do still have some blackmail on him."

"You mean Farrah?"

Faybelle pouted, "Dammit! He already confessed about that geez. I can't get tongued by his clean conscience!"

Twyla shook her head to rid herself of the mental image, "What about the light trap on the door? That was all you, right?"

A bottle tinked as it rolled down the hallway. Twyla watched it for a moment before she turned back to Faybelle.

Faybelle's demeanor shifted as she leaned forward and hovered in place, "You know, you've become quite the little problem."

She had a strange gleam in her eye, "I know for a fact that you were riding Billy's pony express and under my current circumstances, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut you off."

"Faybelle, snap out of it," Twyla backed away from Faybelle with her hands up defensively, "You don't want to cut me over a boy, do you?"

Faybelle raised her glowing hands above her head as she stalked closer, "Cut you? Oh no, I need you gone completely. My world just got a whole lot bigger and if I'm going to keep my big picture, I need you out of our way."

Twyla's eyes widened as she jumped into the shadows and sprinted down the hall.

Faybelle chanted, "Boogey is a nightmare, Boogey out of sight. Let's shine a light to banish fright."

She threw the light spell. As it filled the entire hallway Twyla tripped out of shadow and slammed into the hidden door labeled Prison.

Twyla rolled down several stairs before she caught herself.

Faybelle's light spell illuminated the path. Twyla ran careful to avoid the clock-face tile at the bottom of the stone stairs. There were light sconces filled with what looked-like oil lining the walls of the hallway and as Twyla passed, flames filled the sconces.

Faybelle stood at the top of the stairs and called down, "Come on Boogey don't make this harder than it has to be!"

Twyla sprinted past Delahaye's dungeon on her left and Ching's interrogation room on her right. She continued straight down the long hallway towards an old wooden door with rusted hinges.

She slammed, body first into the door and plunged into the dark of the room. Her eyes adjusted and she spotted a pile of old stockades tossed haphazardly into the room. The wall was lined with rusted old prison cells and the entire room was sticky with old dust and cobwebs. Twyla ran further into the room through several webs and ducked under a pile of stocks hoping to remain hidden from view.

Faybelle burst into the room and held her hands up casting a faint light in front of her, "Well this is soooo not how I wanted to spend my first day back."

She fluttered into the room and scanned around slowly, "Come on Boogey, I know you're in here. Just do us a favor and die with dignity."

She spotted the gap in the web and smirked, "You know, it's nothing personal really, we just need you to not exist. Our lives will run soooo much smoother with you gone."

Faybelle threw a ball of light at the stockades pile with lowered eyelids, "I refuse to be the other woman again and if it ever came down to you and me, Billy would pick you every time. We can't have that."

Twyla dodged as Faybelle tossed a ball of light at her, "We? Faybelle what do you mean we?"

Faybelle tossed more balls of light. As the light hit the stockades it splintered the wood into several pieces, "We need Billy! He needs to talk to Mal and explain everything. She'll be thrilled to have another dragon in the family."

Twyla grabbed several pieces of wood and flung it, "What dragon? Faybelle you aren't making any sense, just listen to yourself. Uhhh!"

Faybelle threw a beam of light that knocked several stockades into her.

Twyla tried to push the stockades off.

Faybelle stepped on the wood and stood over her with arms raised, "My dragon! My destiny has changed and I intend to learn more about it. That's why we need Billy, that's why you need to be gone."

As a ball of light formed in Faybelle's hands the door to the prison was kicked in. Twyla leaned back and stared up at the door, but she could barely make out who it was, as the light from Faybelle's spell blinded her.

Faybelle frowned and threw the light ball, "No interruptions, hrrrgg."

She looked down at the pike going through her chest and coughed up blood. Slowly she slid down to the ground, her heart and other internal organs pushed out her back as she slid. The pike was tossed into the corner.

Twyla pushed on the stockades to remove the bleeding Faybelle. The person at the door walked over, lifted the stockades and tossed them aside.

Twyla stood up and stared at her rescuer. Her breath caught in her throat, "Darling?"