Headmaster Grimm glared suspiciously at the application before him, wanting it to burst into flames. Oh, for hex sake, HE wanted to burst into flames. This whole generation of fairy tales was utterly ruined, but as a proper businessman and role model he was too valuable to the establishment to spontaneously combust.

"Oh, why? Why me? Why my school?" He sighed tossing down Dexter Charming's application to join the home evilnomics class. He grunted in irritation as a maid poured him some tea.

"Its nothing to worry about, Master Grimm, they'll all eventually come to. A little teenage rebellion can't actually amount to anything when they're all grown and ready to fall into place." She tried to assure him.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Oh, sure. That'll be the day. Sometimes I just wish I could reset the universe and change it all before it happened...there just be some kind of spell for that..." He muttered.

"Nope. There isn't, and trust me sir, I've looked." She responded curtly, "otherwise I wouldn't be working for you." She snipped before leaving the room.

He folded his arms and hummed, unimpressed as she closed the elaborate bedroom door shut. He sat there in his overly cushy bed, and glared at the unnecessarily cheery looking ducks all over his dressing robe, and he pondered why on earth a future Prince Charming would want so badly to join a class for evil people.

Naturally, there were a few evil prince spots open at the moment, but none of them really suited his character type. Even he chosen destiny on his parents behalf made no sense. He wasn't the type of prince to be the Beast at all. His brother on the other hand..

He shook his head and smacked his forehead with his hand, chiding himself for thinking about such things. That infernal rebellion was contagious...here he was like a fool considering switching around people's destinies.

"Fine, whatever. I give up now, since either way they're not going to listen." He hissed, tossing the papers to his bedside, ready to be stamped ACCEPTED in the morning.

Dimming the candle by his bed he slumped under his $3,000 bedsheets and grumbled to himself.

XxXxXxX

Dexter couldn't believe it. He was in shock as he held the letter of acceptance in his hand and struggled to read it as it shook with his excitement.

"I've been accepted? Seriously?" He cried.

A few other princes turned to look his way, he didn't take notice though as he began to suddenly leap around for joy, dancing on the spot and cheering like a lunatic.

"I got accepted! I GOT ACCEPTED!"

"Got accepted into what?" Someone asked, but he didn't respond. He kissed the letter a hundred times and then bolted off to go tell his brother.

Dashing through the halls, he bumped into Apple instead who went flying backwards, Dexter landing on top of her. In shock there was a short silence before students surrounding them started hooting and whistling, much to their dismay.

Getting up off her as quick as he could he started picking up her books that were strewn, and Apple found her way to his letter. She stared at it and her heart sank, a wave of "I-think-I-know-what's-going-on" hitting her hard.

They both stood up and the students settled down, returning to their own business.

"Oh, wow, I am so sorry about that! I was just too excited to watch where I was going..." He trailed off when Apple failed to notice he was handing her books back. Her eyes were locked with the letter.

Dexter shifted uncomfortably and then spoke up again, "Uh, Apple?"

"You applied for home evilnomics?!" She cried, garnering the attention of a few students again.

Dexter yelped and then took her by the hand and dragged her off to another room, hoping to the dear heavens that no one had really heard what she'd blurted out.

He slammed the door and then whirled around, only to be confronted with a scarier sight. Apple looked absolutely devastated...for what reason he was pretty sure.

She dropped the letter onto a desk and then slumped into a chair, staring off sadly. Dexter cleared his throat and then tried to decide what to say but nothing could come to his mind.

Apple sighed and then rubbed her forehead wearily, "Wow. This year has been pretty intense. I don't think I can handle this much change in only one semester." She muttered.

Dexter didn't know why he was feeling guilty, but he decided that he should at least try and talk to her about it.

"Is something the matter?" He asked, feeling pretty lame now.

She laughed, and then shrugged, "No, not really...it's just so unexpected." She looked him in the eyes and just couldn't wrap her head around how such a sweet and charming boy could want to be in a class for evil.

She couldn't believe it. She knew it wasn't the class he was after.

"Yeah," Dexter said, scratching the back of his head a little, "I know. And to be honest I don't know why I applied for it...I mean there are plenty of other classes Raven's in..." He stopped suddenly and then choked, realising he'd said a little too much.

Apple didn't look shocked though, and he had no idea if she already about his less than little crush, but for the first time he could see such a...

Sadness? Disapproval? No...more like forfeit or defeat...or brewing vengeance...

She stood up and then sighed again, handing him the letter.

"Um, are you okay?" He asked her. She nodded.

"I'm just a little confused with all the goings on this year. I'm going to have to poison myself and never wake up at this rate." She breathed. She brushed past him and then turned, looking at him sadly.

"At least I can say it makes sense a little bit. Every evil queen is sought after by at least one good king or prince, even if she's clearly set on never fulfilling that role. I just can't believe it would be you..." She said.

She exited the room and then for a while he felt terrible...horrible.

He almost felt like giving up and changing his mind...but a gentle hand found its way onto his shoulder.

He was startled but was relieved to see it was only Cupid.

"You were in this room?" He asked, wondering if she'd seen that episode. She nodded and then shrugged over towards the mirrors on the wall on the other side.

"I was just getting back from a visit to my old school. The mirrors are portals to this world from theirs." She explained.

Dexter nodded and then stared at the magical swirling mirrors for a moment. That's right, of all places, Cupid used to attend a school for...ugh...monsters.

But then, coming back to the situation, he looked at her and then sighed, "Cupid, I almost don't want to do it. I know I'm upsetting more than Apple by doing this but...part of me just is so irritated that the world doesn't want me to be happy. What should I do?" He asked.

Having long ago forsaken her wishes to be with him, giving up her endeavour for love only this once, Cupid knew exactly what to say.

Pointing her arrow shaped ring teasingly at his heart, she said, "I think you know exactly what to do."

He looked at her ringed finger and then back up at her again. She smiled at him, and explained,

"Times are changing so fast that we can't expect to please everyone, and I've personally learned that the hard way in some cases. People will get hurt but it's impossible to avoid. Sometimes you just have to be selfish, and I know that isn't in your nature. I know they teach you not to be, but this is for your own good."

Looking down at his letter of acceptance, he picked it up and then slowly smiled.

"If I wasn't already in love, I'd say I love you. You know that?" He whispered.

She blushed but she knew better than to say anything more.