Two things updated within twenty four hours! This must be a new record or something (for me.)

Based on a certain scene appearing in Brimstone Angels, because it is my belief that after a couple centuries, Mircea had run out of good ideas, then proceeded to copy old ones.

BITE THE APPLE! BITE IT I SAY!

In which the parents watch in amusement as the incredibly annoying teacher's precious school play falls into pieces.

It was a fact that Ariel Cinders did not like to act. As in Drama acting. This may be because of her preference to being unnoticed, because most plays she had to do were just plain stupid (or the other actors were), or simply because she didn't like it.

So when the annual play at her school was happening, something that she had absolutely no choice in the matter for, she wasn't all that pleased. Especially since she was chosen as the lead actor. This better have not been because of her name; if it was, nine-years-old or not, Ariel was going to murder her teacher. A very painful murder.

Ariel didn't quite get why she was chosen as Snow White. She didn't have white skin, or black hair, or red lips. And she knew that she wasn't the best at drama. So that meant that the most likely reason for her being the main character was because of her Disney-princess name. Whatever the reason, Ariel was determined, with all of her childish stubbornness, that she would not enjoy the play.

You know that part where the Queen becomes the ugly old hag? The poor kid who was chosen as the old witch seemed…off. If Ariel remembered correctly, the boy was usually just as shy as herself. Somehow, he had become load and generally quite idiotic, while still looking the same. This was proved by the fact that, right in front of all of the watching parents, on performance day, he was going completely off script.

"Would you like an apple, Princess?"

Ariel scowled. She did not like being called 'princess'. Boys tended to tease her for her name (while failing to realized that they just proved that they watched princess movies), and that besides, the moron was supposed to say 'Would you like an apple, dearie.' This whole thing was getting rather annoying, especially since the princess she was playing was pretty much the most pathetic and non-awesome princess in the world.

"No, I shouldn't! The dwarves said not to take things from strangers!" Why couldn't she have been a minor character?

"Take the apple."

That was all wrong! If the kid insisted on being incorrect, then she could be too. "No!"

"Take the apple!"

"I don't wanna!"

Upon accidently looking at the teacher, Ariel noticed her rather obvious hand gestures telling her to take the apple. Sighing, she complied with the idio-teacher's wishes. "Fine." She said grudgingly.

"Good, good. Now bite it."

This was as far as Ariel wanted to go. There was no way she was going to bite the apple that came from the kid's grubby hands, and she voiced that much, right on stage.

"Too bad. Now bite the apple! Bite it I say!"

"NO!"

"BITE THE **ING APPLE! BITE IT! BITE IT I SAY!"

Ariel couldn't keep the shock from showing on her face as she registered that very much forbidden word that her parents told her to never say, despite using it themselves. So she screamed the only thought that came to her.

"POTTY MOUTH!"

"No, you are!"

The tiny patience of a nine-year-old snapped as Ariel found herself flying at the boy. If she wasn't so focused on pummeling the kid, she would have noticed the shock on everyone else's face as she moved from one area to another so fast that their eyes couldn't even follow her. Or the shock of watching a rather innocent looking girl punch (and possibly break) the nose of a slightly less angelic child.

Mircea was rather surprised that the girl actually attacked him. He was even more surprised by the sudden appearance of a new gargoyle aura (though rather weak) coming from right on top of him. Which means that the girl had somehow managed to awaken without changing her form. The surprise made it a little harder for him to dodge the girl's lunge, as well as to avoid (or block) the punch that came soon after.

What was her name? 'Twas Cinderella Cinders. Or something like that. Smiling at the new gargoyle, he easily blocked her next clumsy attack as the teacher and cast tried to pry the girl off of him. Eventually they succeeded, dragging the two of them behind the scenes, hopefully not near where Mircea had hid the prone body of the actual 'old hag'.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU DISRESPECT EVERYONE! YOU BRAWLED OUT, DESTROYED THE ENTIRE PLAY, AND RUINED THE COSTUMES! WHAT THE ** DO YOU TWO THINK YOU WERE DOING?!"

"He started it."

"I DON'T **ING CARE WHO STARTED IT! DETENTION! GET YOUR PARENTS RIGHT HERE AND EXPLAIN YOUR ACTIONS TO THEM!"

"She started it."

"DO YOU NOT KNOW WHEN TO **ING STOP?!"

"You know that both of you are potty-mouths? You should go wash out your mouth with soap." The words flew from Ariel's mouth before she could even think of how much more trouble they might cause her. Trouble that came in the form of one raspberry and one more round of yelling.

As the teacher stomped off to find their parents, Ariel turned to the boy. "This is all your fault."

But he was gone.

Jerold did not know what was going on. One moment he was dressing up for the play, and the next he was being dragged out of a closet and screamed at by both his parents and teacher. He didn't really want to know what was going on either, or why a previously unnoticed girl that he didn't even know existed until she showed up for a detention (that he still didn't think he deserved) was glaring at him with a look that clearly screamed 'BLOOD!'

He hated his life.

And Mircea? Mircea was sitting on the school roof, cackling like a mad-man, extremely pleased with the trouble he had caused.

My brain has died.