Third Floor Common Room; Saturday Morning [ 02/12 ].

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When Alexander awoke that morning and made his way to the common room to start up some breakfast, he had no premonitions or feelings that anything might be amiss or different. He yawned, rubbing his head a bit as it felt a little achy from too much punch, and he took out a carton of eggs and started to crack them into a bowl to mix up for omelettes. He was hungry, and he suspected that, as people started to wake as well, they would be, too, and it was actually a little nice to be able to cook for a bunch of grateful people rather than just one old evil magician.

It did not escape his notice that there were several more cartons of eggs in the refrigerator, plenty of them, more than enough to provide for whoever might show up. Why, it was enough eggs to practically feed a small kingdom!

He'd better get cracking.


[[ post is entirely open and hijackable, especially since I'll be leaving in a few hours, and, oh yes. There will be eggs. ]]

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Upon finding her father, Malaxandra let out a sigh of relief. "I thought I was kidnapped again," she said, coming up to see what he was making.

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A vaguely familiar seeming little girl coming into the common room and complaining about being kidnapped.

This was...interesting.

Alexander frowned a little as he broke an egg and glanced over at the child. "Why would you think you were kidnapped?" he asked, though what he was really wondering was who this was. Perhaps someone's little sister, or something, coming for a visit...

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"I don't know where I am," she pointed out patiently. "And it has happened a few times before."

Evil witches and wizards just looooved the kingdom of Daventry.

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Yes, well, you know. The royal family did have a bad habit of upsetting things among them so often.

"...I know how that can be," Alexander had to admit with a shake of his head. "But, if it's any help, my little lady, you are on Fandom Island, in the third floor common room of the dormitory building. Are you here with someone? What is your name?"

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"Princess Malaxandra of Daventry," she replied like he should totally have known that. "Were you cursed into a teenager?"

A beat.

"Again."

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Du-whhaaaaaa?

Alexander nearly dropped his whisk.

"I'm sorry?" he asked, staring at the little girl and pretty sure he'd heard that incorrectly.

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"...were you cursed into a teenager again?" she tried. Because maybe he was deaf too.

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"Malaxandra of Daventry," Alexander repeated, in a sort of bear with me sort of voice, because now he was realizing that she looked familiar because she quite resembled none other than his very own twin sister. "Descendant of the kingdom of Daventry, from the line began of Graham and Valanice?"

Because he did not know that name from the previous lineages, and he should, considering they had been drilled into his head by his mother.

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Malaxandra nodded slowly. Because her father was acting very, very oddly. "Daughter of Prince Alexander and Councilor Maladicta," she added like it had been drilled into her.

Because it had.

THANKS, GRANDMA.

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And now Alexander felt that his dwaaaah had been utterly wasted.

He stared at the little girl claiming to be his daughter. His and Councilor Maladicta's.

"Err," he said, eloquently, before clearing his throat and stating, "Don't you mean 'of Princess Rosella and whoever she winds up marrying?'"

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"Aunt Rosella? She married a fairy prince," Malaxandra replied with a sigh. Because fairy princes were totally boring.

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Rosella marries a fairy prince and he and Maladicta had a child together.

"Clearly," Alexander muttered, "you are from Crazy Future."

He still had to sulk a little, because Crazy Future dictated that he had children with Maladicta. It was nothing against her, of course, but he was supposed to be having children with Cassima, here. He sighed, shaking his head.

This was why magic was stupid.

"Are you hungry at all, Malaxandra?"

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Malaxandra shot him a concerned look before nodding. "Are there any cookies?" she asked hopefully.

Because maybe this meant he didn't know she wasn't allowed any for breakfast.