Poisoning Apple

by purplewombat225

What happens when the fairest of them all winds up with the wickedest of them all as the new villain of her story? Apple's fairytale life gets a whole lot more interesting when the son of the evil sorcerer from Swan Lake volunteers to take Raven's place. But is being stuck with Rotbart really as bad as she thinks?

5. I'm Not Mean

"I'm Not Mean"

Apple found Rotbart in the school courtyard, sitting under a tree and writing in some leather-bound book. He snapped it shut when he saw Apple storming towards him.

"ROTBART!" Apple yelled. Everyone around them flinched at the sound of the fury in her voice. But Rotbart didn't seem concerned at all.

"And a very good afternoon to you too, princess." He said coolly.

Apple was a little bit taken aback by the sound of Rotbart's voice; it was the first time she had ever heard him speak. He had a soft accent that she couldn't quite place and there was something about his voice that seemed unusual for a would-be villain. But she was far too angry to ponder that.

"What is your problem?!" She demanded.

"Problem? I don't have a problem." He replied. "You, princess, seem to be having a problem."

"Yes, and it's you!" Apple retorted.

Rotbart smiled. "Good."

Apple's jaw dropped. "GOOD?!" She said in outraged disbelief.

Rotbart raised a single eyebrow. "Well, yes. I'm supposed to be your problem. I believe that's the whole point of our relationship." He said.

"No!" Apple said vehemently. "There is no relationship. We were never meant to have a relationship. You were never meant to be in my story at all!"

"Like how you meant to never have another apple again?" Rotbart said innocently.

Apple flushed bright red from embarrassment and rage. "And that's another thing," She added. "What are you trying to prove with all those...those..."

"Gifts?" Rotbart supplied.

"YES!"

"That I'm committed to making our story a reality. And that I'm willing to be creative." He said with a smirk. Apple did not like the sound of that.

"Well, STOP!" She told him, and she crossed her arms and tried to make herself look as imposing as possible. But she just looked petulant.

"How ungrateful." He remarked.

"No I'm not! You're just mean!" She said.

Suddenly Rotbart stood up and crouched down a bit so he could look Apple right in the eye. His piercing ice-blue eyes stared right into her wide sky-blue ones.

"You wound me, princess." He said slowly. "I'm not mean." Apple's eyes grew even wider as she wondered what Rotbart was getting at. And to her horror, a decidedly sinister grin broke over his face.

"I'm evil." He said.

And Apple yelped and scurried off as fast as she could.

Rotbart chuckled to himself as he went back to writing in his journal. That prissy little princess wasn't nearly as brave as she thought she was, despite her temper.

And he began pondering what to send her next.