The first time Fairy Godmother set eyes on the Villain kids, her whole body went cold. They were thin. So very thin. Almost skin on bones. Covered in the most horrific scars. Their eyes looked haunted, gaunt and sunken into their faces. They were glancing everywhere, searching for any threats, backs to each other forming a half circle as if ready for a fight.
And she realized this was the pain she caused. To let villains run loose in their own community. To raise - or not raise - their kids. The curse of no death suddenly seemed unnecessarily cruel when she realized what these villains-turned-parents could do to their kids with no repercussions.
Her mind was spinning thinking of any way she could help the kids stuck on the Isle.
The moment she left the welcome ceremony, she began making plans to send provisions over to the Isle. Canned food, blankets and pillows, first aid kits. Perhaps once the villain kids were settled she would talk with them about what was needed most.
But the thought never left her mind that no matter how much she helped, it would never change how much suffering innocent children had already gone through by her hands.
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