"Hey, no fair!" Hiccup, A brunette man wearing black clothes with outlined dragons on them, and a prosthetic leg was arguing with Eugene. "How come my picture's worth $300 while Arthur's worth $100?"

"Because" Eugene replied smugly. "The gal Arthur likes isn't top tier enough." He waved it above Hiccup. "Unlike your tough girl Astrid."

Hiccup was now getting annoyed. "Oh, come on. At least-"

A close-mouthed Ahem! interrupted them. They turned and it was none other than Once-ler. By his side were the two Madrigal sisters. On the left was a muscular woman with thick black hair tied in a bun and white and blue gym clothes. She was Luisa. On the right was her slim, petite older sister, with long black hair and a deep blue dress with splotches of color on the bottom. She was Isabella. It was well known that ever since Once-ler transferred to the college, those two never seemed to leave his side as if they were bodyguards.

What's he doing here? Eugene thought. He wanted to tell him to beat, but he knew damn well, along with everyone else, not to get on his bad side. "What can I help you with?" he asked suspiciously.

The beanpole folded his arms. "I don't see how anyone would believe that what you're doing's a-ok." Eugene couldn't deny that Once-ler had a smooth, rich voice like warm melted butter. Yet, at the same time, it was slightly oozing with haughtiness. "From a discipline standpoint, it's a bad look. Just meaningless." "That would ruin the club's reputation," Isabella said coldly, turning to Once-ler. "Wouldn't it?" All he could do was give a small hmph with a smirk. "Shooting and selling pics of girls on school grounds. And for such ridiculous prices, too. Who knows what the professors would say about this?"

This spooked Hiccup. "Wait a sec. Th-this is all just a big misunderstanding." He tried to assure but with a hint of hesitation. "He was...just showing them." He turned to Fitzherbert. "Right, Eugene?"

"That's right," Eugene answered indignantly. "Wouldn't dream of doing that."

Once-ler wasn't buying it. "You think you can fool me? I heard your convo loud and clear." He eyed the satchel. "Any more pictures in your purse there?"

Eugene wanted to yell at him that it was a satchel, but it wasn't worth getting in trouble. "Nope," he lied. "That was the only one."

This only made the tall man raise his eyebrow. "Is it now?" He snapped his finger. "Luisa."

Instantly, she snatched the satchel away. "Hey!" Fitzherbert yelled. but she ignored him and pulled a clasp envelope out. "Here are the rest of the photos, Mr. Once-ler." She pulled out the photos and handed them to Once-ler.

"Looks like the cat's out of the bag," he said pompously. There were new photos of Rapunzel.

Now, Eugene was getting mad, but he tried to remain civil. "I'd appreciate you handing them back," he said through gritted teeth. "I took those pictures."

Unfazed, Once-ler placed the pictures back in the envelope. "Sorry, but no can do." He said haughtily. "They'll be confiscated. As part of the disciplinary committee, I'd normally expose your deed to a professor." He waved them at Eugene with a smile that screamed 'My shit doesn't stink.' "But since I'm in a good mood, I'll hold on to these and let you off the hook...For now."

All Eugene could do was look at him with irritation, but deep down, he was a little scared. Was that 'for now' supposed to be a warning? How could a lovely, baby-faced man think he has any power?

"Come on, Luisa, Isabell." He said with such self-satisfaction. "We're done here."

With pride, Once-ler went on his way with the two women following. Luisa purposefully bumped into Eugene. Hiccup was still a little fearful, but not Eugene.


In the gym, Arthur and Hiccup were casually switching into regular clothes after their session at P.E. Eugene, however, was doing the same thing while still seething about what Once-ler did. "That fucking scrawny, pompous brat," he groaned. "Acting like he rules the school and using those women as bodyguards."

"Were those photos the only copies?" asked Hiccup.

Eugene sighed. "Yes, unfortunately. Including negatives."

"Just let it go, Eugene," Arthur said, trying to calm him down. "You can retake the photos. Besides, you're out of your league."

"Listen," Eugene accused. "Just because I didn't ask out Rapunzel yet, doesn't mean-"

"I don't mean that league," Arthur interrupted. "I mean Once-ler. He said he'd let you go, but don't take his word. He constantly does shit like this."

"Does what?" Eugene asked.

"There've been rumors that he promises not to report any wrongdoing and breaks said promise behind everyone's back. Remember when the football team's captain, Lancelot, got suspended for using steroids?" Then he whispered, "I heard he was the one who ratted him out."

"Oh, stop," Eugene scoffed. "You're only trying to scare me."

"Still," Hiccup warned. "You need to be on your toes. This is the Once-ler we're talking about."

"The Once-ler?" Eugene asked deadpan. "Is that what everyone's calling him now?" All he could do was sigh. "Whatever. I'll still play dumb if I see him again."