Chad Charming, the Beast Prince. Part 4 Bike Shed Deals and an Awkward Conversation.
Chad hates English, he hates English Literature, Science, Religious. He actually despises all of his subjects. While every lesson is supposed to last an hour for him each one feels like it's lasting a week. Staying back a little after school was a normal thing for Chad to do. Chad was waiting for someone. At the bike shed where no camera can see anything that goes on there.
"At last," Chad says.
"Quit your whining, this is the first time, I've been late," The student replied, this student is the same age as Chad and a girl.
"Well, I can't be late for family dinner or Sean and Ashley will kill me," Chad said, his parents' Storybrooke counterparts hated people being in-punctual.
"You got the money? Twenty dollars as always," The student asked. Chad frowns, he was nervous about this. Marcel and Chad love their little secret drinking nights and those nights weren't cheap. Especially, when the adult who buys it for them loves to charge a hefty commission.
"I only have seven dollars right now, I can get you the thirteen dollars next week," Chad tells the student hoping to be let off just this once.
"Aww, then you can hand in your homework a week late," The student responds before turning away from Chad about to walk off. Chad desperate places a hand on the girl's left shoulder making her quickly turn.
"Get your dirty hand off me, Chad," The student snapped. She loved making money it didn't matter what her customer looked like as long as they kept to her boundaries.
"I'm desperate I can't let my grades slip. I've never failed to pay you before," Chad begs.
"Alright, I'll give you the homework for English and English Literature but you're on your own for the rest until you pay me what you owe," The student tells Chad as she searches her bag and pulls out a green plastic folder which holds a slightly modified copy of her English and English Literature homework and passes it to Chad.
"Thanks, I'll pay you for the rest, I promise," Chad said before the two parts ways.
Once home, Chad headed straight to his new bedroom claiming. He wanted to work on his homework before dinner. Closing his bedroom door, he sighed he hated having to pay for someone else to do a cheap copy of their homework edited a little. So he could pass it off as his own. But he has no other choice in his eyes. It was crazy how Chad had been so naive in thinking he wouldn't have to hide anything from Ashley, Sean or Alexandra. But he soon learned a few weeks into being in Storybrooke. That he was sorely mistaken. There are still secrets, he can't reveal some embarrassing and some he fears if they discovered they would be disappointed with him.
Meanwhile, over at Merlin's mansion, we have the legendary sorcerer and Marcel in Merlin's study/magic room. The two were standing in an awkward silence neither wanted to have this conversation. Neither had truly adapted to their dynamic and both fear they never will.
"Mind running that pass me again Merlin," Marcel said wanting confirmation with what he has just heard.
"Something has been bugging me for quite some time, Marcel. And earlier I finally realized what it was," Merlin replies.
"Care to elaborate," Marcel says.
"We can't avoid this Marcel, I don't want to have this conversation either. Your mother mentioned before being turned to stone when she discovered the protection spell you placed on Chad. That Chad wasn't pure at first I figured she meant it in the sense of his conception. But now, I know she meant in the other fashion," Merlin explained Marcel frowned, he would give anything to avoid this conversation right now.
"Alright, I confess me and Chad aren't pure in that sense. You happy?" Marcel said frustrated, he knew Merlin was going to make a big deal out of this for no reason in his eyes.
"Not particularly, I just wish you told me sooner," Merlin responds.
"I don't see why it's something so important to warrant an announcement and how would you have liked me to tell you? Hire a plane to write it in the sky or use magic to rearrange the stars to leave a message," Marcel snapped.
"Don't get clever Marcel! You should have been straight forward with me. This brings up a lot of questions," Merlin scolded.
"Like what?" Marcel asks.
"We're you careful, did you both give consent? Questions such as these," Merlin says.
"Not so much the first few times, but we have since living in Storybrooke. We got tested granted by magic and we never did anything without us both being in agreement," Marcel told Merlin.
"I remember how hormonal my teens were Marcel. It's natural but still, you can never be reckless. You can't just jump into things. You'll end up regretting a lot of stuff," Marcel replied.
"I know that Merlin, I regret plenty of things," Marcel says surprising Merlin.
"Like what?" Merlin questions. Marcel sighed before sitting down on a brown leather armchair.
"Like my first time, it shouldn't have been in the woods barely three dates in. If I had known I would have ended up here I would have waited. I would have taken things slower. But our lives were so different in Auradon, we had to live every day like our last. There were too many things we couldn't predict to be careful it was all or nothing," Marcel answers.
"Thank you for being honest with me for a change," Merlin said.
"Don't get used to it me being a challenge keeps you on your toes," Marcel smirked.
"That it does," Merlin replies.
End of chapter.