Ever After High: The Unfairest Of Them All Part 1

Ever After High.

The Unfairest of Them All.

Shannon Hale.

For Dinah and Wren, our little Royal and Rebel.

(or is it the other way around?).

IF THE EVIL QUEEN HAD ONE WORD TO describe her living conditions, it would be cramped. If she had more than one word, she would add intolerable, wretched, and several others that well-trained Narrators choose to leave out of their tales.

Her cramped black gla.s.s cell was the inside of a magical mirror designed to hold only the greatest of terrors. Her eyes burned with violet flames at the memory of Milton Grimm and his petty magician pals ganging up to remove her from power.

To be fair, she was the Greatest Evil Ever After Has Ever Known. And not just for the poisoning-Snow-White bit, but also for the general rampaging that culminated in her invasion of Wonderland. But that Grimm couldnat be bothered to muster enough magical strength to form a cage worthy of her royal station still rankled. She swiped at the webs that grew from the cellas corners faster than she could destroy them, though she had never seen any spiders.

For what felt like the seventy-two thousandth time, she pressed her hand against the dirty-gray wall.

aExpand,a she whispered.

aEnlarge,a she spoke.

aAdvance!a she shouted, and was immediately knocked onto her back by a wave of pain. She stood up shakily, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. The headache would last a few hours, and then she would try again. The cell still wasnat any larger than before, but eventually she would find a weakness in the spell repellenta"enough to expand her living s.p.a.ce, if not to escape entirely.

Suddenly a burst of purple lightning ripped through the cell. She lifted her hands to cast an attack spell, but the lightning was already gone. She sniffed. Something had changed. She wiggled her fingers in the air, feeling slightly less of a buzz than normal.

The Evil Queen held her hands in front of her, fingers forming a rectangle. She chanted:.

A view, a sight, a clear creva.s.se.

A pa.s.s through gla.s.s of distance vast.

Become to find.

Form to show.

Whence did shine.

That lightning blow!.

Sweat beaded up on the Evil Queenas brow as pain lanced first through her head, her stomach, and then her left big toe. A rectangle of light traced itself into the wall in front of her. The light dimmed, leaving a two-foot-square wooden frame hanging on the wall.

aHa-ha!a she shouted.

The spell repellent, though not gone, had lessened, enough to allow a little magic.

She began to hum. Silky fog snaked along the dark floor, up the wall. With a cracking sound that could only be described as the opposite of the noise a breaking window makes, the frame filled with silver gla.s.s. A real mirror at last! She inspected her face, noticing some of her black hairs had turned gray. She frowned and remembered that even her frown was beautiful.

With a few words and a flick of her hands (and a stabbing headache), the mirroras view deepened, and now she was spying through it onto the terrace courtyard of Ever After High. This was where the purple surge had come from?

A crowd on the terrace was in a panic. Children and teachers, mouths open in shock and terror. The queen couldnat help but smile. This was the sort of scene she found insanely funny. She spotted her daughter, Raven, standing high on the pedestal. The Evil Queen touched the gla.s.s.

aRewind, design, reverse,a she chanted. The view froze, and then events began to go backward, until she whispered, aStop, stay, play.a Now the mirror replayed the events of moments before. Raven was approaching a large book posted on the podium.

aAh,a the queen said. aIt must be Legacy Day.a She rolled her eyes. It was a rite of pa.s.sage for all the children of famous fairytales to sign the Storybook of Legends and bind themselves to repeating their parentsa stories. Of course she wanted her daughter to become evil and follow in her own glorious footsteps. But true evil was doing what you wanted, for your own benefit, and this charade of Grimmas only served to reinforce his control.

But then, instead of signing her name, Raven tore her page out of the Storybook of Legends. The queenas clever eyes picked up a faint trace of purple magical energy blasting from the book. That answered one question. The magic that had been expelled when Raven tore her page rippled out, sending a shock wave even as far away as the mirror prison.

The queen paused the image and leaned in. Everyone in the crowd seemed afraid. Apple White, that daughter of her enemy, was about to burst into tears. But Raven stood tall on the pedestal, looking unrepentant. Powerful. So like her mother.

The queenas arms ached to hold the baby who had once fit there and the teenage daughter who was growing capable of shaking Ever After as much as her notorious mother did.

She smiled slowly, and then she began to laugh.

MORNING ONCE-UPONED ALL OVER EVER After. Bluebirds sang, roosters crowed, and pixies buzzed in the Enchanted Forest.

Against the walls of the great Ever After High, sunrise glared red. All was still but for the Track and Shield students out for a morning runa"pursued by a horde of screaming imps, Coach Gingerbreadmanas latest tactic to get his team in shape.

In her dorm room, Apple White stood and stretched. Songbirds gathered on her windowsill and chirped a morning song. She smiled at them but couldnat muster a song of her own to whistle back.

She put on her most somber red skirt and white blouse and the very least shiny of her gold belts. She looked at her roommate from the corner of her eye. Raven Queen was sitting on her bed, head down, her long black-and-purple hair falling over her face as she tied the laces on her knee-high boots. She looked sad. Instinctively, Apple searched for something cheery to say, but the words caught in her throat.

Yesterday Raven Queen had managed to do the most evil thing ever. No, scratch that, worse than evil. She was supposed to be evil. What Raven had done was just straight-up selfish. When she didnat sign the Storybook of Legendsa"and worse, tore out her pagea"she royally messed up not only Appleas Happily Ever After but everyone elseas, too. She and Raven were supposed to grow up and become the next Snow White and Evil Queen, just as their mothers had been. But if Raven refused to be evil, then Apple would never flee the dark and scary Queen Castle, meet the dwarves, eat a poisoned apple, and wake up to a princeas kiss.

Apple stared at her reflection in the mirror. She could almost see her mother in that face, telling her, Apple, you will fill the world with sunshine! But how could she if her destiny was broken?

Suddenly, with a crash, something really did break.

Apple whirled to find her lounge thronea"her favorite shead had shipped from homea"was in pieces. Draped over the pieces was Madeline Hatter. Her lavender-streaked teal hair exploded around her in messy curls. The polka-dotted, striped, and lacy layers of her skirt were bunched and fluffed. Her teacup hat tilted low over one ear.

aWhoops,a Maddie said.

aMaddie!a Raven called out.

aAre you okay?a Apple asked as Raven helped their friend to her feet.

aIam fine.a Maddie picked up a chair leg. aBut your poor chair. I smintered it all to pieces.a aYes,a Apple said, a little wistfully. aItas okaya but howa"a aItas okay?a Maddie examined another sc.r.a.p of wood. aIt doesnat look very okay. Is it supposed to come apart like this?a aApple means she isnat upset that you broke it, or at least she forgives you,a Raven said.

Raven glanced uneasily at Apple.

aOh, Raven,a said Maddie. aI can hear an ache crouching behind your tongue. The kind of ache an empty cup has for honey and tea, or a white rabbit has for a proper waistcoata"a aMaddieaa Raven looked down.

aAnd like I ache for breakfast!a said Maddie. aBreakfast cures most everythinga"except chairs. Iam sorry, Apple.a Maddie gave Apple a hug. She was shorter than Applea"one of the shortest girls in the school, and she stood on her toes to reach around her friend.

aIall try to fix it later,a said Maddie. aFor now, we need to fix your empty stomachs. Letas all have breakfast together.a aUmaa said Apple, looking sideways at Raven.

aEraa said Raven, peeking over at Apple. aI think Apple just needs some time toa"a aExcuse me?a said Apple. aYou think I need time when youare the one whoa"a aBreakfast!a Maddie declared. aBreakfast first, and then you two will be chatty and smiley again.a Maddie darted to their window, ready to leap. aLast one to the Castleteria is a rotten egg-man!a aWhoa!a Apple said, grabbing Maddieas arm. aWhat are you doing?a aWe could get there way faster by jumping,a Maddie said.

aWeare, like, four stories up,a Raven said.

aI know,a Maddie said. aThatas why going footwise on the stairs would take too long.a aYou jumped here all the way from your window, didnat you?a Raven asked.

aI did, indeed,a Maddie said, beaming. aCouldnat really see where I was going, though, so thatas why I splanched the chair.a aIam sorry to have to tell you this, Maddie,a Raven said, abecause I know you can do impossible things when you donat know theyare impossible yet, but that kind of jumping definitely is. Impossible. Apple and I would asplancha and asmintera just like the chair.a aToad droppings,a said Maddie. aLast time I do that, then. And it was so fun, too.a Appleas stomach grumbled.

aAaaah!a Maddie yelled, hopping away from Apple.

Apple laughed. aIam just hungry,a she said.

aI know! Thatas why I shrieked, because, oddness gracious, to go so long without food that your stomach yells at you! What, did you think I thought you had a monster in your tummy? Donat be silly.a Maddie leaned over to Raven and loudly whispered, aDoes she have a monster in her tummy?a aNo.a Raven laughed.

aThen letas take care of our poor, starving Apple,a Maddie said, grabbing each girl by the hand.

The three girls trundled out the door and down the stairs. The windows poured light as thick and yellow as fresh b.u.t.ter on the stones, yet Apple couldnat feel anything but dread. What was wrong with her?

As they approached the Castleteria, the doors flung open. One of Sparrow Hoodas Merry Men, hair thick with porridge, ran past.

aNew hair treatment, Tucker?a Maddie asked, and got only grumbling in return.

aHm. What do you think that was about?a Apple asked.

aIt might actually have been a hair treatment,a Raven said. aTucker is terrified of turning bald like his dad.a They entered the Castleteria and saw how the Merry Man got his hair treatment.

The room was divided into two sides, the tension as thick as witch fog. On one side were the Royalsa"Appleas friends and others who wanted to keep their destiny. On the other side were the Rebelsa"Ravenas friends and those who wanted to rewrite their destiny and make their own story, no matter who their parents were. Puddles of porridge lay splattered on the floor.

Apple marched into the fray. aWhatas going on?a she asked, and was answered by shouts from both sides.

aOne at a time, please,a Apple said. aCedar?a Cedar Wood stood between the two sides, a salad of leafy greens and acorns on her tray. Her dark kinky hair and her embroidered jumper dress were untouched by porridge, but her carved wooden face scrunched up as if wanting to cry.

aI donat know what to do,a said Cedar. aAm I supposed to sit with my friends same as always? Or pick a side based on what I want? Iam not a Royal, but then again I do want my destiny, when Iall be changed from a puppet into a real girl, but then again, I do want others to be able to choose if they donat like their destiny soa so I donat know what to do now!a aBriar, what happened?a Apple asked.

Briar Beauty popped her head up from behind the custard platter she was using as a shield. Her wavy brown hair and rose-pink minidress were also porridge-free.

aThey threw food at us,a she said. aSo we retaliated. It was kind of hexciting!a aThey threw food first,a Sparrow Hood called from the opposite side. His green fedora dripped porridge into the quiver of arrows on his back.

aLiar!a screamed d.u.c.h.ess Swan, her pale face turning red. The white feathers in her cap and her ballet-style skirt ruffled up as if they were as annoyed as she was. She picked up an entire bunch of bananas and c.o.c.ked her arm back, ready to throw.

aEasy, d.u.c.h.ess,a said Raven, stepping up beside Apple. On seeing Raven, a few of the Royals booed.

aYou completely ruined our Legacy Day,a said Daring Charming, standing with one leg propped up on a bench. His golden hair was as dazzling in the morning sunlight as his spotless white jacket.

aNot to mention our Legacy Day dance!a said Briar. aIt was more like a funeral than a party. I worked really hard planning it.a aYou did what you wanted without thinking of anyone else, didnat you, Raven Queen?a said Daring.

aNothing was just right,a Blondie Lockes said, shoulders slumped. A glob of porridge tangled in her fabulous golden ringlets. aNothing at all.a aIa I thought Raven was very brave,a said Cedar, taking a slow step toward the Rebels table.

aShe doesnat want to be all evil-ya"is that so wrong?a said Maddie.

aDefinitely not,a said Dexter Charming. He smiled at Raven. His brother Daring cleared his throat in warning, and Dexter looked down, adjusting his black-framed gla.s.ses. aI mean, this does pose some interesting philosophical questions. Ravenas choice not only affected her own destiny but everyoneas from the tale of Snow White, and so her actions keep expanding untila"a aWe all have a destiny to fulfill,a said Briar. aIf I have to sleep for a hundred years as Sleeping Beauty, Raven should suck it up and take her turn being the Evil Queen.a aYeah, look what happened when Ravenas mother went off script!a said Hopper Croakington. His burgundy brocade jacket was smeared with porridge, though his freckled face and red hair remained clean. aShe took over other fairytales and Wonderland, too, and was s-s-scary.a Hopper began to shiver with fright and thena"pop!a"turned into a frog.

aYouare dangerous, Raven!a said Faybelle Thorn. She wore her cheerleading outfit, her midnight-blue hair in a high ponytail. aStay the hex away from my fairytalea"or else!a aOh, stop all this huffing and puffing,a said Cerise Hood. She stood in the very back in the shadow of one of the Castleteriaas great pillar trees, draped in her red hood and cloak as always.

aWho is going to make me?a asked Faybelle. aYou?a Cerise reached up, as if to make sure her hood was on straight, and backed away.

Cupid flew down on white feathery wings from where shead been hiding in the branches of the tree. She ran a hand over her dusty-pink hair. aRaven just followed her heart. Iad advise everyone to do the same.a aDonat be naive,a said Faybelle. aAn Evil Queen who doesnat follow her destiny to the letter will cause a fairyload of damage. Her mom went rebel and stole the Sleeping Beauty villain role away from my mom. Now Raven thinks by rebelling sheas avoiding becoming evil? Ha! More than ever, sheas following in her mommy dearestas supremely evil footsteps. Raven Queen, if you refuse to follow your script, how can we trust anything you do?a aIa Iaa Raven stammered.

aDo what youare supposed to do,a shouted Lizzie Hearts, waving her flamingo scepter. aAnda off with your head!a she added as an ever-afterthought. Her gold crown and glossy black hair were untouched, but the red heart she always painted around one eye was smeared slightly as if shead wiped porridge off her face.

aFriends,a Apple said to the Royals side, opening her arms. aPlease donat hexcite yourselves. We need to be better than this. We are better than this.a aBetter than what?a Raven asked, approaching the Royals. d.u.c.h.ess adjusted her aim, pointing her bunch of bananas at Raven.

aShe should stay over there,a d.u.c.h.ess said. aOn the other side, with the evil people.a Apple glided over, blocking the trajectory of the bananas. aEvil is such a strong word, d.u.c.h.ess. Especially to use for everyone.a She gestured at a table of Rebels, where Cedar cautiously set down her tray. aI mean, would anyone really call Maddie evil? Mad, yesa"a aWhy, thank you. Thatas very kind,a said Maddie, sitting cross-legged on the tabletop.

aa"but, evil? No. And Hunter? Everyone loves Hunter Huntsman.a For some reason, Ashlynn Ella whimpered from the Royals table. She leaned over, her strawberry-blond hair hiding her face. Hunter stood up from his table. His hair was shaved on the sides of his head and the long part down the middle usually flopped over, but now, thick with porridge, it stood up like a Mohawk.

aWell, and what about Cerise?a Apple paused. It was hard to guess what was going on in that girlas head, always skulking around in the shadow of her red hood. aAhem. Ora you know, Cedar? Sheas not evil. Why, sheas the nicest puppet Iave ever met.a aThatas kind of an offensive term,a muttered Nathan Nutcracker, sitting on the edge of a table swinging his little wooden legs.

aSorry, Nate,a Apple said. aI mean, the nicest wooden person Iave ever met.a aWell, sheas evil,a piped up Blondie, pointing at Raven.

aAnd sheas supposed to be evil,a Apple said. aOr at least be working toward that end. It seems silly to get so upset at someone who just made a mistake. Royals arenat mean people, are we?a d.u.c.h.ess lowered her bananas, and Briar shook her head.

aI think, in our hearts, weare not really mad at anyone,a said Apple. aWeare just worried about what weall do now that Raven didnat sign the Storybook of Legends.a aRaven ruined Legacy Day for all of us!a Blondie yelled.

aShe did not!a Cedar shouted back. aAnd I canat lie!a aRaven made a mistake.a Apple gestured to the Rebels side. aAnd theyare her friends and naturally want to support her. But I believe that they will come around to embrace their destinies again.a aWait,a Raven said. aIs that what you think? That I was just impulsive? That Ia I slipped and accidentally chose my own destiny and will go back on that choice any second now?a aOf course!a Apple said, beaming. She faced the Rebels. aAs president of the Royal Student Council, I mean, co-presidentaa She smiled at Maddie, who smiled back. She and Maddie had both been elected to the post, though that was taking some getting used to. Apple had always ruled alone. aI want you so-called Rebels to know you are still important to all of us here at Ever After High.a She opened her arms as if to hug them. aDo you hear that, Rebels? We donat hate you! Not a bit! And we can be patient until you redecide to follow your destiny!a aIam not following my destiny,a Raven said, folding her arms. aThatas the whole point. You know it isnat fair to force me into being evil.a aBut itas your destiny,a said Apple.

aIt should be my choice,a said Raven.

Grumbles from both sides began to escalate into shouts.

Something was not right here. Apple was being reasonable. She was exuding kindness and sunshine, and yet the room seemed tenser and angrier than before shead arrived. She didnat want the Royals going all big bad on the Rebels, but, of course, the Rebels were making dangerous choices they would simply have to undo or everything good and magical and hopeful in Ever Aftera"all stories and destinies, all magic kisses and Happily Ever Aftersa"would unravel and disappear!

aNo, listen!a Apple tried again. aI personally still value you even when you make huge mistakesa"a A spoonful of porridge flipped from Sparrow Hoodas direction and landed with a splat on Appleas cheek.

Apple gasped. A stunned silence gripped the Castleteria.

Briar stood, pushing up her sleeves. aItas about to get all nonfiction in here.a aBring it,a said Cerise.

And then the real food fight began. Not just a few bowls of porridge this time. A megaeruption of an all-you-can-eat airborne buffet.

aWoo-hoo!a Maddie yelled, picking up a blackbird pie. aNow, this is a party!a d.u.c.h.essas banana bunch slammed into Cedar. Cerise Hood opened up with a barrage of cream puffs faster than Apple could follow.

Faybelle began to lead a cheer, her words creating a spell that sent food flying from her tray: aOne, two, Iam glad Iam not you. Three, four, your aim is poor. Five, sixa"a Someone chucked an entire peck of pickled peppers at her head.