"What have you done to my beautiful son?!" The man yelled.
"Daddy!" Damon cried and ran over to the dark haired man, grabbing on to his pant leg. The man reached down and picked up Damon, murmuring soothing words and stroking his hair much like Mal had done with Aurora. The man then looked over at Mal and Aurora.
"Did that child hurt Damon? If my beautiful son is getting bullied, Miss. Knotgrass, I promise there will be hell to pay!" Mal's eyes narrowed angrily as she studied the man. He wasn't an overly tall man, but he wasn't short either. He had pale white skin, dark brown/black eyes, and his dark black hair was slicked back. He had a sharp pointed nose and a small pink mouth. He had slight stubble on his face and Mal noticed a small scar on the right side of his face that went from his temple to just under his eye. He was wearing a white dress shirt, black pants, black shoes, and a black tie. His shirt was wrinkled and his shoes were scuffed. "Your "beautiful" son" Mal managed to growl out through her gritted teeth "Has injured my daughter and I came here to collect her and take her to the doctor. If any part of her has been permanently or severely damaged I can promise you that you will be hearing from my lawyer!" The dark haired man looked at Mal in shock, stopping his rant to actually look at the woman in front of him. She was pale and willowy with long legs that were covered with black tights. She wore a sleeveless dark olive green dress covered in brown and grey flecks with a gray/brown jacket. She had a strong nose, full red lips, and very prominent cheekbones. Her eyes really took him by surprise. They were some of the brightest, greenest eyes he had ever seen. As he tried to splutter out a response to her scathing threat, Miss. Knotgrass felt a major headache coming on but before she could open her mouth and attempt to try and keep the peace between the two parents, who were now glaring at each other, the small, thin woman who had been sitting at the front desk ran into the office and looked apologetically at the principle. She smoothed down the front of her soft green dress and blew a wispy, white-blond curl out of her face before speaking "I'm so sorry Miss. Knotgrass, but he heard the children yelling and then ran in here before I could even try and stop him." Miss. Knotgrass looked away from her secretary, looked over to the two dark haired males, sighed softly, then turned her attention back on the blond. "That's quite alright Miss. Thistlewit. You may go back to your work." Miss. Thistlewit nodded at the principle and exited the office hurriedly. Miss. Knotgrass turned her attention on the dark haired man again.
"If you'll please sit down Mr. Riley. We still have to sort out the matter at hand." Mr. Riley nodded stiffly at her and with one last, half-hearted glare at Mal; he sat down in the chair settling his son, who was still glaring daggers at Aurora, into his lap. Miss. Knotgrass looked at both of the parents sternly "I'd like to get this matter sorted out as quickly and cleanly as possible, so if we could keep the shouting matches until after we have come to an agreement on the children, I would greatly appreciate it." Both parents murmured noises of agreement.
Miss. Knotgrass nodded her head in satisfaction. "Good. Now I believe before we begin discussing the children's actions today some introductions are in order." Glancing at both parents and seeing as they both nodded their heads in agreement, Miss. Knotgrass then gestured her right hand towards Mal. "Mr. Riley, I'd like you to met Miss. Maleficent Moors and her daughter Aurora." She then gestured her left hand towards the boys. "Miss. Moors, I'd like you to meet Mr. Diaval Riley and his son Damon." Both parents then gave short, clipped nods of reluctant acknowledgment to satisfy the principle before she continued.
"Right now that that is out of the way, we can get on with why I've called you here today. You children seem to have gotten into a rather intense fight today at recess. Their teacher, Miss. Flittle, was not sure how the fight began but it escalated very quickly from a small yelling match to a full-blown fistfight. Neither one of us is one hundred percent sure of the details, but the children just started insulting each other and pretty soon moved on to actual fighting." Mal and Diaval both sat in slack jawed silence, shocked at hearing what had happened between their children. Mal was the first to speak up. "What will the children's punishment be?" Miss. Knotgrass studied both of the parents with a thoughtful expression on her face. "From what Miss. Flittle tells me, Damon and Aurora were very good friends before their fight. We'd rather encourage them to work the problem out themselves and learn something rather then simply send them to the corner for a time out. I suggest that you both organize play dates for the children, to give them some time to work out their issues and repair the friendship."
Diaval furrowed his brows in thought. "I'd be fine with Damon and the other child, Anna..."
"Aurora." Mal corrected sharply. Diaval nodded. "Right sorry. I'm fine with Damon and Aurora working out their problems. Are you willing to allow this as their punishment, Miss. Moors?"
Mal looked at Diaval Riley with an aloof, cool demeanor, raising one eyebrow, then giving a short nod and stood up to leave. She looked over to Miss. Knotgrass. "If that is all Miss. Knotgrass, I'll be taking my daughter home for the day." Without waiting for an answer, Mal and Aurora left.