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Bloodgood was very proud of the boys she decided to take under her care. Admittedly, they did tend to throw her off with whatever plan they came up with. The metal tentacles, Ed's monster costume, and Eddy somehow faking magic where not a part of the plan but were definitely welcome. Not to mention the amount of plans they seemingly latched themselves onto.

She couldn't help but mentally compare them to jugglers in some ways; a lot of balls in the air at once, usually trying to balance them out carefully, all while making it look entertaining to prevent people from seeing how difficult it was.

She honestly worried for them in some cases, even when she herself couldn't help but be entertained occasionally. This is why she usually set up meetings with them.

"How is everything going on your end, Eddy? I've heard you've been pretty busy as a moderator at Ever After." Bloodgood made sure to hide the papers listing Grimm's latest round of complaints. "A tough job, from what I've heard."

"Eh, only a little." Eddy shrugged at the question, messing with his magic randomly. It's weird how, despite being human, it apparently became second nature for him to use it. "Any day where I can prank people without getting into trouble is a good day, so there's that."

"I suppose that is a somewhat obvious question." The headmistress chuckled. Of course he would consider it an upside. "And all of your classes are going smoothly. At least, that's what I've heard from Baba Yaga."

Eddy snorted, rolling his eyes good naturedly. "If I didn't, Sockhead would have my head. Besides, some of the magic classes can actually be pretty fun when they let you loose." The human flicked his magic off, looking her in the eye. "And before you ask, things are slowing down between the Rebel and Royal conflicts. Grimm's been quiet, though, and that's never a good thing."

"Then he's planning something. He hasn't changed at all since high school, I suppose." Bloodgood sighed, feeling a vein throb in her head. "If anything, we'll just have to hope he isn't planning on throwing you under the bus for something."

"So that's where that tension is from." He snickered at the thought of a young Bloodgood and Grimm battling it out on campus and found it funnier than it should be. "Is little ol' Grimm still mad about how you beat him debate club or something."

"I'd say no, but he is known to carry on ridiculous grudges." Her tone turned somewhat nostalgic at that. "High school was such a weird time. I'm not sure if I miss it."

"Is that when you came up with this Master Plan of yours?" Eddy flicked on his magic again, casually changing the subject. It went unnoticed by Bloodgood, who'd seemingly gone full nostalgic at this point. "Can't imagine this is some spur-of-the-moment mid-life crisis that caused it."

"A mix of both, actually." Eddy could practically see her eyes gloss over as she remembered something. "Don't get me wrong, I've noticed how things have been stagnant since I started high school. I was a dual student myself and it can let you to see things you wouldn't normally figure out if you only attended one.

"It's strange once you think about it. How nothing has changed within such a long-time frame, no matter how much we've progressed technologically." She huffed at that, tapping the wood on her desk. "I couldn't help but hate it when I was your age and hated it even more as I grew up. I've had a lot of time to come up with some ideas and have only now started implementing some of them."

"I'm guessing you've had help with that. I mean, I can't imagine all of this was done by yourself." That was something Eddy had always been curious about. She'd gotten him into Ever After with as little trouble as possible. Especially with Grimm at the helm of it. "Probably a few contacts."

"Only a few," Bloodgood shrugged. A few favors had to be picked up now and then and whether that mean she had to move some along helped things. "Baba Yaga is an old friend I've come to rely on. A sycophant or two had to be recruited, though they all don't really know what I'm doing. So far, I had only one real partner and I haven't from them since…"

She trailed off before narrowing her eyes at the boy. "…You got me monologuing again. You mischievous little bastard."

"What can I say?" Eddy shrugged, feeling smug about the trick. "I was curious. Haven't really heard much on your side of the story yet, so why not try and see what I can get."

"You could just ask. It's not like I'm trying to bar any information from you." Bloodgood, shooed him away, rolling her eyes fondly as she did so. "And if you must know, I do plan on hiring a few people to get things under control here. Can't rely on you three all the time."

"Good," There was palpable relief at that news, shoulders becoming less squared at the confirmation. "I think we're doing great, but that doesn't mean help ain't appreciated."

"It's just a matter of sorting through candidates, honestly." She shrugged. "I'd suggest getting back into your latest scheme. Remember, play nice."

"Yeah, yeah, mom, I'll get to work." Eddy rolled his eyes. He almost didn't notice the weird look she gave him. "What?"

The stare off went on between the two before Eddy suddenly realized what he said. He didn't add anymore to the conversation before teleporting himself out of there with his magic.

Bloodgood sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, eyes closed. "Those kids are going to kill me at some point. I just know it."

"Sorry about nearly stabbing you with a button, Dexter." Double D laughed nervously as he helped clean up the wound on the boy's chest. "Things have gotten really hectic with this election and Maddie's getting a little excitable."

"Yeah, she's really gotten into the spirit of it." Raven was gathering up the medical supplies and handing them off the boy while he did the cleaning. "I don't think she's stopped with the campaigning ever since you brought it up. I'm starting to wonder if she should take a break."

"It's alright. I mean, I highly doubt you'd do that on purpose, Maddie." Dexter tried to comfort the pink girl as she sat next to them. Her worried expression didn't lessen in the slightest. "I can understand why you're excited. Seems like you're getting a lot of traction."

"He's right, weirdly enough. Can't believe I'm saying this, but we're pretty much on par with Apple at this point." Cerise refreshed the poll numbers again on her MirrorPad, watching them closely. "Wasn't really expecting it, but it looks like we might at least make it a stalemate. Not sure if that's a good thing though."

"Rebels have been congratulating me all day, but I don't think any Royals are happy about this." Maddie did look nervous, swinging her legs up from the chair she was sitting on. "I haven't heard from Apple either since we started and I'm starting to get a little worried."

"She's not mad, if that's what you're wondering." Raven went over to her friend and gave her a brief hug. "I'm not going to say she was happy about this, but she's certainly not mad. She gets it… for the most part."

"I hope that behavior continues if we happen to win this." Double D felt a pang of guilt for doing any of this, especially since it was initially behind her back. "But considering this wipes out any competition, at least it's a surefire win preventing anyone unpredictable take the seat."

"Never thought I would see the day when I'm not the unpredictable one." Maddie giggled at this, beginning to forget what brought them all here in the first place. "I glad she understands why we're doing this, though. I'm kind of surprised that everyone's voting for me though. People usually don't like Wonderlandian's in power."

"Why's that? You seem like you'd do a good job." Dexter shrugged, wincing as some disinfectant was applied to the wound.

"Ha, you'd think." The surprisingly bitter tone from the Wonderlandian caused everyone to pause. Everyone looked at the pink girl in concern, causing her to wilt under the sudden attention. "Sorry, was that too dark?"

"A little." Cerise more stoic façade changed, putting down the MirrorPad gently. "Something you want to share with the class?"

"It's not a big deal." Maddie waved it off, nervously twirling her curly hair. "It's nothing important, let's just get on with our day. Hey, Raven, what are they having you do in your villain classes lately? Did Eddy blow something up today?"

"Maddie," Double D's gentle voice caused her to wilt again, forcing her to look at him. The worry was visible in his eyes, causing her to feel guilty. "Is something wrong?"

There was a moment of silence before Raven let out a sigh. She bumped Double D out of Dexter's way, taking over for healing him. She ignored the Charming's blush. "I'd tell them if I were you, Maddie. I don't think you can do any shenanigans to get out of this one."

"You underestimate me!" Maddie pointed at the sorceress before sighing herself, bringing her knees to her chest. "It's complicated. I'm not sure if there's a good way to say it."

"Try us. We've dealt with some heavy stuff before and it'll be good for you." Cerise got up and moved to sit next to Maddie. The hooded girl casually moved her arm around the other girl and gave her a squeeze. "We'll be able to listen, at least."

"Yes, and we have talked extensively about our own problems before. Consider it payback for listening to us when we needed it." Double D leaned against a wall in front of the two, doing his best to not be suffocating. "We're here to help. That's why we're doing half of the things we've been doing."

Maddie looked around carefully at everyone in attendance, not entirely sure if she should continue. She eventually relented, moving her legs down in a more casual position. "I've already told you how I had to leave Wonderland due to certain circumstances, correct?"

"My mom cursed Wonderland after she couldn't get it for herself. Don't censor it, it's a disservice to everyone here." Raven cut in. It would've sounded harsh to the outside observer, but it was true.

"Yes, that is true." Maddie nodded, twirling her hair once again. "I suppose it isn't hard to compare my situation to one of a refugee; in fact, that's exactly what I am in many respects. I don't exactly have a way home, and even if I did, it might be destroyed. Not a happy situation, but it's one where you have to make do.

"Despite what you might think, the whole status as refugee does not exactly carry any sympathy among people around here." The hatter sighed, leaning further into Cerise's embrace. "It seems to be a constant here and in the human world; people are sympathetic to the refugees until they're expected to help. Coming from Wonderland also has a few stigma's that tend to follow wherever you go."

"I'm guessing the whole 'being mad' thing is frowned upon?" Double D sighed at the nod he received from the pinkette. "Fantastical stereotypes. And just when I start to think they don't apply."

"You should hear the things people call fairies and the Fae. They're not exactly popular around here due to the so called 'mysticism' around them." Cerise rolled her eyes. "A few bad stories come out about them stealing names or doing something weird and they're suddenly considered one of the more sinister groups in the magical forest."

"It's a sad sight sometimes. I've been to a few and they usually welcome me because they're that desperate for attention." Raven finished up the rest of the patching up, motioning for Maddie to continue.

"I suppose it is a similar situation, isn't it?" Maddie laughed. It wasn't really funny to her, but it felt like the appropriate reaction. "It certainly has its similarities when it comes to effects. Did you know how long it took for my father to get a job here in Ever After? Much less one that would take him for long enough so he could eventually rent a place for the tea shoppe. The business has only been open for about three years now because of it.

"My father was a determined man, though." It was a fond tone she used, thinking about the past. Even if it wasn't a great one. "Unfortunately, it took a lot longer than it should've. If people didn't mind half as much hiring someone 'mad,' then he would've gotten it open much sooner. I guess that's why I thought the same thing would happen here. Nobody wants someone 'mad' as their president."

"Well, I'd say that's a lot of bullhockey." Cerise squeezed Maddie once again, surprising the pinkette. She let go and got up from the little table. "Besides, the online polls don't lie. Even if you don't win, it's probably because people don't want to change from Apple."

"See? I'm not the only person who thinks that." Raven booped her friend on the nose, sticking her tongue out at her. "It's gonna be alright. Besides, if anything, people will respect the fact you tried to do this. I'm certainly rooting for you."

Maddie smiled at that, but a part of her still wasn't convinced. She looked down and swung her legs from her position. Raven took Dexter out of the room so he could get on with the rest of his day, while Cerise checked the poll numbers once again.

Double D was the only one to notice Maddie's dour mood, getting away from his position on the wall. He looked around before moving to stand in front of her, crouching.

"Everything'll be fine, okay? I don't want to hear you saying anything bad about yourself for the rest of the day." He smiled reassuringly, extending his hand. "If you stop putting yourself down, I'll make sure to help you at the tea shoppe later. We have a deal?"

She looked up at him, blinking for a second before giggling. She took his hand and shook it, shaking her head. "Deal."

"You know, you two could stop flirting. Not all of us can deal with the tension here."

The two jumped at that and looked toward Cerise, who was grinning wolfishly at them. Double D sent a glare, crossing his arms at the hooded girl. "What, would you prefer if we flirted with you then."

"What?" Cerise straightened up at that, blushing at the insinuation. "I don't- what are you talking about?"

Unbeknownst to her, Maddie had somehow sidle up right next her, elbows on the table head on her hands. When the hooded girl eventually turned towards her, she grinned widely, running hand down the other girl's arm.

"Oh, Cerise~."

This caused said girl to suddenly scoot her chair back, face matching the color of her hood. She was sputtering as she did, up until she backed into Double D, who had somehow moved behind her. Cerise looked up at him, only to see a smile on his own.

"Oh, Cerise~." He said it in the same exact tone, causing her to panic even more. She got up from the chair quickly, moving between the two.

"Don't do that!" Cerise's face was still a dark red. She pointed at the two, embarrassment clear in her tone. "Seriously, don't scare me like that! What if other people were here?! They'd definitely get the wrong idea."

Before she could get a response from the two, her MirrorPhone rang out. Tirade interrupted, she quickly got it out in hopes that the conversation would be interrupted.

"Hey Clawdeen," She said, putting the phone on speaker to prevent the two from trying anything. "What's up? I thought you were at fearleading practice."

"I am." Came the werewolf's reply. Some distant cheering could be heard in the background. "Just calling to say something real quick."

"Yeah?" Cerise couldn't help but feel dread for some reason. "What is it?"

"Oh, Cerise~."

Cerise Hood's flustered scream could be heard across campus.

Clawdeen hung up the phone, smiling to herself as she heard the frustrated yell from the other side of the phone. She almost didn't notice Ed, Cleo, and Ghoulia walk up to her, the materials from fearleading practice in hand.

"What's so funny?" Ed asked casually, balancing several boxes on top of each other. "Or did you get some good news?"

"Nah, I got a text from Maddie telling me to mess with Cerise." She put the iCoffin away, turning towards the other carefully. "So, as happy as I am that we aren't doing killing ourselves doing every event for the school, what's the game plan here? Anything big?"

"I figured, after some critiques from those two," Cleo pointed at Ed and Ghoulia, frowning slightly. "That maybe going after quantity would be detrimental in the long run. That's why we're going to be aiming for quality instead."

"There's a big game coming up that will require our services. Not unusual, except for one particular detail." Ghoulia brought out her iCoffin, showing an email that she received earlier that day. "We'll be filming our practice. There's a contest going on at Gloom Beach where not only could we win some time at their training camp, but accolades as well."

"So, a small vacation at a beach and maybe a trophy? Doesn't sound like a bad deal." Ed chuckled for a moment before turning serious. "What's the catch?"

"It's extremely exclusive and there are several requirements in place for a fearleading team to actually make it there." Cleo started counting them down on her manicured fingers. "You either have to be sponsored to join by a previous winner, have a certain number of awards over a set amount of time, or happen to have a following online."

"I'm guessing we don't have any of those." The werewolf grimaced at the thought. She thought their team was actually doing pretty well, all considering. "Haven't we won plenty of awards? I mean, nothing from Nefera's time really applies to us, but I think we've been a pretty good team."

"Yes, we have, but not enough to actually qualify. Usually, the program focuses on teams made up of seniors that have been doing their routines for years." Ghoulia put her iCoffin away, frowning heavily. "And I highly doubt Nefera would give us a sponsorship. Would probably find a way to sabotage our entrance somehow if she heard about it."

"I'm guessing we're going with the third option then?" Ed received a nod from Ghoulia, causing him to smile proudly. "Cool. Guess that's when we'll need the camera equipment too."

"Preferably. We'll need special permissions, but that shouldn't take long depending on the equipment needed." Ghoulia looked around the area first, voice getting lower. "The only thing we need to watch out for is the werecats. They've been quiet these past few days, right Ed?"

"I haven't heard anything. They kinda stopped messing with the posters after we talked last time and things have gotten pretty quiet on the internet." The boy shrugged, moving the boxes to the side for now. "You think they gave up already?"

"Unlikely. Toralei is a very stubborn and cunning girl and wouldn't stop unless it was literally impossible." Cleo sighed, fixing up her outfit. "With things as they are, we'll just have to make sure she doesn't try to sabotage our chances."

"That's going to be a nightmare. Remember when that one idiot tried sneaking into the locker room to take some pictures of us and she caught them?" Clawdeen shivered. "I'm pretty sure his life is ruined at this point. Really wish she stayed on, though. It's nice to have that kind of threatening power on your side."

Ed looked between the three with a raised eyebrow. "Should I act like a bodyguard for you girls? Make sure that doesn't happen?"

"The gesture's appreciated, but not needed. Casketball players usually keep an eye out enough as it is, and my brother is willing to maul anyone he thinks is getting too close." The werewolf shrugged. "Not to mention Toralei practically made sure anyone else with any ideas wouldn't try to repeat it. Ever."

"We'll call you up if we need some backup, though. Plenty of creeps out there." Ghoulia tugged on Cleo's sleeve to get her friends attention. "Speaking of which, do you plan on speaking with the cheer hexers later? They might be good for a few pointers or routine ideas."

"Holly gave me her number. I might actually use it if I feel like I need some new ideas." The mummy checked her phone, squinting as she went through the contacts. "Yep, she's in there. Maybe we could get some touch ups at her salon too before the game. It's been a hot minute since I styled my hair up."

"Oh, you think they'd be able to give me highlights or something? I've been meaning to try it out but haven't had the time." Clawdeen twirled her hair a little. "Might try it out a little before the game, though. God knows I grow hair way too fast."

The mummy and werewolf continued chatting as the zombie and disguised human watched. Ghoulia elbowed Ed, giving him a smile as he turned his attention to her.

"It's good to see them talking without biting each other's heads off. I don't think things are fully okay by now, but there's progress at least." The fondness in her voice was palpable, despite it being in zombie speak. "Seems like this whole thing with you and your friends have been a good influence on them."

"I wouldn't put that all on us. I mean, they would've made up eventually, help or not." Ed shrugged, trying to act modest about it. "Besides, all I've been doing is helping you guys out with moving stuff. Maybe some security work, but not much else."

"I wouldn't say that. You have been a big help other than those roles. Not to mention helping them focus on a mutual goal that ultimately helps everyone." The zombie shrugged. "I suppose things would've ended up getting better in the long run, but you've certainly sped things up. I'd guess that you have some personal experience because of it."

"You don't know the half of it." The human chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Double D and Eddy have had some pretty bad fights, especially when we were kids. Heck, the first time we ran away from home, me and Eddy pulled a pretty bad prank on Double D. After we stopped, those two punched each other and almost broke up the party then and there."

"What made the two make up?"

Ed shrugged. "I don't really know. I wasn't really a smart kid back then and I haven't really gotten any smarter since. I think we didn't want to stop being friends because we were the only people that actually cared about each other. Without each other, we'd be alone. Maybe we knew that back then and didn't want to feel alone."

Ghoulia was silent for a few moments, digesting what he'd said. After a moment of companionable silence, she spoke up. "I think I know what you mean."

"…How?" Ed raised an eyebrow, ready to listen.

"I wasn't exactly the most social child growing up. Being a zombie limits how many people understand you and how many people are willing to try. After so many rejections, it just became easier to be by myself." The zombie girl shrugged. It wasn't exactly sad to her, but she knew it wasn't a normal way to grow up. "It certainly gave me more time to work on my hobbies and study for school, though. I'm pretty sure I've always been one of the top students at every school I've ever gone to. Which, again, doesn't curry any favors from others."

"What changed? I mean, it seems like you got a lot of friends now. Including me!" He added it as an afterthought, if only to make sure she understood that he is her friend.

She chuckled, getting the hint easily. "I met Cleo back in middle school. She'd just been unearthed and her family had moved into New Salem to settle down and understand the world around them. She needed someone smart on her side and eventually found me." Ghoulia looked over at the two other Monsters, whose conversation was still going on amicably. "We became friends if only because we were the only people without them. Clawdeen joined us eventually and we were friends until… well, y'know."

"Yeah," Ed laughed a little, leading into a small awkward silence. He eventually patted her shoulder in a wordless show of support. "I'm sorry you had to see your friends fight for so long. I know it feels like everything is falling apart and that things won't be the same, but it will be. Eventually."

Ghoulia let out a sigh at that, relaxing a little at the reassurance. "Eventually." She stared at the two monsters with nostalgia before turning. "Come on. Let's get everything into storage. We got a routine to plan for."

"You got it." Ed picked up the boxes quietly and helped Ghoulia move it to the storage lockers without a single word.

Apple was amazing under pressure. Admittedly, she would prefer things to go smoothly and without interruption, but that didn't mean she couldn't take anything that was thrown at her. If anything, she was surprisingly resilient for someone her age.

Though, if she were honest with herself, it really could be a lot sometimes. Princess responsibilities, acing her classes, and generally keeping up a social life was a lot to ask of one person. She would never complain, but that didn't mean it wasn't causing her to tire. The Royal v. Rebel conflict didn't help matters.

So, really, the election situation shouldn't feel like another brick on the foundation. But it did for some reason.

Looking down at the poll numbers, watching as things began to settle down into an almost 50/50 chance of her winning, Apple felt a familiar feeling in her chest; anxiety. It had become a close friend lately and one she was hoping to part with soon. Maddie possibly becoming the next president made sure that it stayed with her, though, and she honestly hoped that maybe the girl would reconsider.

Apple certainly wasn't angry about the declaration. It made complete sense that the Royals would want more of themselves in student government. She was admittedly thrown off by it, but as the others did point out this eliminated possible competition from someone outside of their group. So really, she shouldn't have anything to worry about. The seat was still under competent control no matter who won the election.

…That didn't really stop her from worrying though. She really didn't know why that was. It was a risky, if fulfilling, political move that would either keep things at the stalemate or make things more balanced. Nobody else was rising to the plate of class president and that made this a win no matter the situation.

Why couldn't she let this go?

A sudden ring from her MirrorPhone startled her, causing her heart to race. She picked it up frantically, accepting it without looking.

"Hello, this is Apple White speaking." The sweet tone was put on immediately, despite the anxiety she felt. "May I ask whose calling?"

"Apple dear! How are you?"

Oh no, it was her mother.

"Mom?" Apple straightened up in her seat, almost like the woman was in the room with her. "Everything's going great! I'm surprised to hear from you."

"Oh, I know, sorry to surprise you dear! I just got out of surgery and I'm not allowed to drive, so I figured I'd check up on you." There was some shifting from the inside of the car. "And before you ask, it was just another Botox treatment. Nothing major, but they insisted I don't drive this time until some swelling went down."

"That's good to hear. I suppose it's been a little bit since the last one." Apple highly doubted her mother had called to just check up on her. If that was the case, she would've done so more often. "Are you sure that's why you're calling? Don't get me wrong, nothing's happening, and I appreciate it but-"

"Oh, I suppose I couldn't get anything past you. Always such a smart girl!" The princess sighed on the inside, waiting for whatever it was her mother wanted felt like talking about. "I've just been hearing some things about some nonsense involving 'Royals and Rebels' or something. Also, that your reelection is coming up!"

Apple suspected that Grimm had updated her on some things. A little late, but her mother was a busy woman. "Oh, that's nothing. Everything's under control on my end." The blonde laughed as if to prove the point, almost physically waving it off. "There's just been a few disagreements around here and I've been working hard to settle them. Not to mention a few side projects I'm a part of."

"Well, that's good to hear! I was almost worried when I heard that Evil Queen's daughter didn't want to sign the book. I knew I shouldn't have listened to those rumors." Another laugh from her mother's end caused Apple to relax a little. That release of tension didn't last, however. "Though, dearest?"

"Yes mother?" Her mother's tone had lilted into a dangerous territory once again. She always heard it once a business deal started to turn sour.

"If that Raven Queen is having some thoughts about abandoning her destiny, make sure she realizes the consequences. Trust me, she'll realize which side of history is right in time." Snow White chuckled. It sounded as cold as her namesake, the way it trickled past her lips. "And remember, dearest…"

"A princess must always be perfect." Apple felt tired all of a sudden, rubbing at burning eyes quickly. "Look, mother, I appreciate the call, but I do have some work to do. Things to do, people to see, you know how it is."

"Oh, I know that feeling." Snow sighed deeply. Her cheery voice returned during her goodbye. "Well, don't let me keep you! Ta-ta, dearest~."

Apple hung up the phone as soon as she could. She rubbed her eyes some more, making sure they stopped burning, making sure her mascara wasn't ruined.

Her heart fluttered with nerves once again and she didn't understand why.

Two things I've thought of if they ever reboot and up the rating of Ever After High:

1. Maddie and the other Wonderlandian's would probably be considered refugees due to what the Evil Queen did to their home.

2. Apple is the kid that has very high expectations put on her and has stress that's let out negatively on others, whether she means it or not.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I have some more playlists for you guys based on the girls this time! I think it might be becoming a problem at this point, but hopefully you guys take some enjoyment out of it. As always, they have some importance to character and how the fanfic might change in the future!

Apple: playlist/5oJbPMOqze4sqdBaMgnprD

Raven: playlist/5c4vsgvP4iyvOs3rGM0YT3

Maddie: playlist/3j0ac8lVS2CJavSIbvV0Wq

Cerise: playlist/2M8JImw6o5mTTz9tOmnaYX

Cleo: playlist/7KwunrZHoPFhtr4AhQnoPC

Clawdeen: playlist/37WwrwqmUvbAiCG3FbWacr

Ghoulia: playlist/2wxoqsDElaAGogNu6cQ6Wd