You have hereby been cordially invited to the Fairytale Academy, where you will be learning all the traits of… “Yada, yada, yada,” Belle says, rolling her eyes. The taxi driver looks back at her with a sigh and pulls to a stop in front of the tall academy with the large red roof. Belle looks up at the tall building. It looks like something from one of the old children’s books she loved. She smiles and got out of the cab, handing the cabbie himself some money for the ride. She looks around and sees that the academy is basically in the middle of nowhere. She sighs and looks down at the blue book she clutches to her chest. This was going to be awful without her father here. She misses him already. She makes her way up the pathway to the front of the academy and looks around. She notices children beginning to arrive, each the same age or slightly older or younger than her. She sees an elderly woman walk to the top of the staircase and call for all students to come and meet in front of the main stairs, where she was standing. Obviously, the people here did not want to waste time. She walks to in front of the woman and stands there, waiting for the others. “Wooooo!” he yells as he dips through the sky, his arms spread out like wings. He laughs as he dips and dives and rolls, and he looks down below, noticing the red roofed academy below him. He laughs again and dive bombs the academy. He narrowly misses trees and shrubbery and slides to a stop in the middle of a pathway leading up to the main doorway of the school. He looks around with a smile and says, “Ooh, rough landing, but at least I didn’t break anything this time.” He looks around and notices more people arriving each minute. He grins as the elderly lady on the stairs calls to them and he turns toward the stairs, walking over. He takes a spot next to a brunette girl with glasses and smiles at her before asking the lady, “What, you don’t want us to mingle for a little bit and get to know each other?” He laughs at his own joke and looks around, waiting for the others to come up.

Hansel and Gretel got out of the taxi together, breathing in fresh air. "Whoa..." Both the twins gasped at the academy, shocked that the two will be living there in the next four years. The twins looked at each other grinned excitedly. "This is gonna..." Hansel trailed off. "...be totally awesome." Gretel finished. They walked together side by side towards the front of the academy, through the pathway, in which they are still admiring the scenery. They were poor, okay? They're not used to high-class stuff. "I'll be missing Dad-," Hansel murmured to her sister. "-but not that she-devil." Gretel murmured back to her brother. They arrived at the destination, in which it lookslike the place for students to wait and socialize probably. Hansel noticed a boy who looks roughly a few years older than them, and promptly grinned at him. "Hey," he greeted in which her sister whipped her head around and noticed Peter as well and smiled. "I'm Hansel-" "-and I'm Gretel."

Scratch. Scratch. Beast sat in the largest chair in the living room of his vast home, the one left to him by his parents, scratching the side of his head as he looked over the letter that had arrived from the Academy. "What is it with these people and letters? This is like the third one they have sent me. I'm tired of reading them!" He shouted, throwing the paper to the ground. "I'm not going!" He continued, turning his head toward the fire place in defiance. "Oh no, no, no. That won't do, Master. you promised!" Ms. Potts responded, making short 'tink's as she hopping over closer to him. Lumière and Cogsworth shortly behind her. "She's right. You made a promise to us!" Lumière spoke, bowing curtly. "Yes, yes. A man always keeps his word." Cogsworth added in a gentle manner. Beast sighed, clearly distressed. This entire situation put his nerves on edge, his heart was sinking down to his down, a look of distress on his face. The three servants all looked to one another, sadness in their eyes. A few moments later, Beast was up and packing his things and within the hour he was in a cab on his way to the academy. It was certainly out of the way to go to, which he didn't mind. He didn't want any more people around him than necessary. Green trees flew past as the driver came closer to the academy. Beast's eyes went up to the rear view mirror where he could see his reflection. Angry dark eyes stared back at him and dark locks of thick brown hair fell into his eyes. He pulled his hands up to his head and pulled the hair into a ponytail, tying it up to keep it out of his face as much as he wanted to hide. He stepped out of the car when they arrived and waved the cab away as it went to unload his things into his room for him. It was his own personal driver after all. The dark haired, dark eyed Beast looked around the academy, eying a group of people at the entrance with an elderly woman. He looked down at himself. Simple khaki pants with a white v-neck short and brown shoes. He didn't... look too scary right? He tried his best to put a smile on his face as he walked up to the group of people but it didn't last very long as his nerves got the better to him. His smile faded and was replaced with a scowl as his heart palpated and his palms began to sweat. He didn't even register the people around him at this point. He was just trying very very hard to keep control of himself and not run out of there with all speed.

“Kitty. Kiy. Chester, come on” Alice’s voice penetrated under the bed where Kyrin was hiding, wide eyes glowing in the weak light. “Won’t.” Kyrin whispered, tail lashing madly, “Won’t, won’t, won’t” “Kyrin Chester! You will come out from under that bed this instant!” A Tomcat, ginger and white in colour, with strange blue eyes, crawled out from under the bed, whimpering in protest as Alice, a girl with long golden locks and pale skin, swept him off the floor and into her arms. “Alright, I’ve set some clothes out on the bed, so change and I’ll send you on your way.” Alice plopped Kyrin on the bed and wandered out the room. Shifting back to human form, Kyrin pulled on the cargo pants, stripy top and plain grey hoodie, tucking her dog tag down the front, and readjusting her red collar, before slipping out the door. Trotting silently down the corridor, Kyrin had nearly made it to the front door when she was intercepted by Alice, swept into a hug and kissed multiple times on the head. Tugging herself free, Kyrin grinned at Alice, “I’ll be fine.” Having ditched all her nerves from earlier with her cat skin. Flicking up her hood and pushing open the door, Kyrin stepped out onto the gravel path and looked up and down the quiet road. “Ummm…… where exactly is this school?” Alice grinned, much like Kyrin normally did, “You didn’t think I was going to let go of you that easily, did you? Come on.” Alice disappeared into the garage, and came back with a shiny red motorbike. “Mother said I had to take you, so hop on yeah?” She swung herself onto the motorbike and Kyrin followed suit, Grinning even more profoundly than before. The ride was long but not bad, and Kyrin love every second of it. They came to a screeching stop, the back wheel spinning out and round, flashy and dangerous, just as Alice liked it. Kyrin leapt off the motorbike, waving goodbye to Alice before heading up towards the rather grand looking school. Noticing a group forming Kiy headed that way, carefully wrapping her tail round her waist so it looked less like a tail and more like a fancy belt. I felt weird and wrong, but she wasn’t yet willing to let others see her ears or tail, force of habit mostly. At least, she thought, she wasn't the only one who seemed to feel weird, if the long haired boy she was following was any indication. Slinking up next to him she grinned, "Hi. Weird place this, hey?"

"WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Suddenly next to the beast fell a backpack, a blue hat with a red feather in it, and then suddenly WHAM! Graham, A large buff 18 year senior dropped right next to him on the patch of grass! His attire was a usual red t-shirt that was stretched across him chest, brown pants and large boots. He was incredibly dazed by the large fall he just experienced. He eventually came to his senses and picked up his hat. He gathered his belongings and stood up. Cedric, his trusty owl, slowly floated down till he was level with Graham's Head. Oh sorry Graham! Cedric started. But I thought there would be magic dust to get to the academy safely! Nevermind Cedric, Graham calmly and kindly said to Cedric. We are here, and alive and that's all that matters. Look! We've already come in contact with some the locals! Graham extends a hand to the beast. Good day to you kind sir! My name is Graham of Daventry. Sorry about the fall there, me and my friend Cedric.....Cedric? Cedric was hidden in a tree. Oooh! Sorry Graham! But that beast looks hideous, and I think I look like a great snack to him! Come on Cedric! Would you excuse me a moment? Graham stomped toward the tree and began shaking it to get Cedric out.

Kovu walked along side the road carrying a backpack on his shoulders and another bag in his hand. He sighed as he continued to trudge along, his left hand beginning to ache from carrying his bag for so long. Kovu left his house earlier than he had told his family, they had known he had been accepted to this academy but had been attempting to stop him from going. The early start today was to make sure he did not have to hear his mother telling him that he was abandoning his family and turning his back on them when they truly needed him. Kovu felt guilty and had wanted to decline his plce many times since he was accepted, even now that we was almost there he wanted to turn back. Through the trees Kovu could see the top of the building, the red roof that began to entice him and made him forget all about his mother's words. "There it is," He whispered to himself as he began to walk faster, soon the windows were in his view and finally the whole building was right there, including his soon to be fellow students standing infront of the main stairs. Kovu walked to where all the other students were standing, a tall beast was in front of him so he found a spot where he could see the elderly lady that everyone was facing. He dropped his bag beside his legs and casually looked around at the crowd beginning to form.

As the cab driver pulled up to the driveway, a lump formed in Hatter's throat. He found himself staring down the driveway at an enormous castle with red roofing. The cab driver gave a high pitched whistle as if he was reading Hatter's thoughts. "That's some place, kid..." Hatter raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips. "Aye..." He muttered. He got out of the cab and stood on the asphalt. He reached in and grabbed his black rolling suitcase and sat it on the asphalt. He then grabbed his banjo and mandolin from the back seat. "Th-thanks for the ride, mate." He said in his Irish accent, and handed him the allotted sum for the ride. The cab drove of and hatter started his walk down the long driveway. He adjusted the strap of his banjo case to rest on his shoulder as observed the surroundings. He'd received an invitation to this school, and the people in his foster home had insisted he go. They'd told him it would be "a good learning experience" and "a chance to meet new friends". The bitter part of Hatter was sure they just wanted to get rid of him... It was always the same thing at each school, and they knew that. Hatter never had any friends - and he probably never would. As he reached the castle, he saw a growing crowd of teenagers, standing at the steps, looking up at an elderly woman with a kind smile on her face. Yep, he was late... Hatter almost sighed in annoyance - attention for being late was exactly what he didn't want... Yet, he felt the gazes of the other teens shift to him, and he wished the ground would just swallow him up. He set his jaw and did the best to ignore them, standing his suitcase upright and setting his mandolin case on the ground. His fingers curled around the shoulder straps of his banjo case and he waited for... whatever was supposed to happen.

Beast jumped a bit as a smaller girl came up to him, speaking to him out of the blue. His eyes grew wide and his faced looked even angrier than it did before. A scowl found it's way to his rough features when all he wanted to do was smile. I should... greet her! Yes, say hello and introduce myself! I'll show them that I'm not as scary as I seem! "What do you want?" He spat out. His word choice didn't exactly correspond with what the girl had asked him or his thoughts. He felt his face flush with embarrassment, regret filling his heart. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh, all he wanted to do was say hello to her and yet... Yet again, as if he was being targeted, Beast jumped as another individual invaded his space and slammed into him. His stance however was firm and he'd barely moved from his position. Frustration was mounting and Beast could feel his blood boiling. One could only take so much embarrassment before one burst. Well, one beast anyway. Narrow eyes glared down at the offered hand. His lip began to snarl before a loud roar erupted from them, a roar directed at anyone in his vicinity. It was dark and deep, like the roar of a male lion, meant only as a scare tactic. "Stay away!" He growled, clearly upset. He swallowed, having realized what he'd done and turned away once again. Maybe... Maybe that was a bit excessive... He sighed, taking a peak at the Graham fellow and his friend. He wanted ever so badly to tell them he was sorry, that he was just stressed. But he couldn't force the words out of his mouth no matter how hard he'd tried.

Kyrin flinched. The boy didn’t have to be so harsh. But he didn’t seem to want to hurt her, she grinned at him, “I don’t really want any thing, least not something you can give, not unless you have hot coffee tucked away anywhere?” More people seemed to congregate to the boy, apparently spooking him, as he let out a massive roar, startling Kyrin and making her fur stand on end. In her shock she disappeared, unintentionally fading out, for a few seconds, before popping back into existence, or at least seeable existence. Her tail was trying to untuck itself, and her hood had slipped a little. Grabbing it she yanked it back up onto her head, and barely managed to snatch her tail and force it back round her waist. Kyrin moved a little away from the boy, no enough to make him think she was running away, but far enough that she wasn’t right in his personal space. “Stay away!” He growled and Kiy nodded, “Just for now? Or forever? ‘Cause I expect you’d be lonely if we all went away forever.” She hated being lonely, a leftover feeling from her stray days, especially when bored boys had thrown stones at her. “I’ll be your friend if you want,” She muttered quietly, “Being lonely isn’t fun.”

Peter turns to the young twins and grins. "Hey you two! Nice to meet you." He cringes when they begin to finish each others' sentences. "Uh, do you guys do that all the time? Because that will get slightly annoying." Peter looks toward the elderly lady, who has yet to say anything yet. He sighs and runs a hand through his dark hair. "My name is Peter. Peter Pan. What grade are you guys in?" He rubs the back of his neck self consciously. A lot of people made fun of his last name a lot because it wasn't a common name. But these young ones didn't seem like that. He looks over at the outburst of the very large looking guy next to a few people. Hopefully this guys doesn't go crazy... Belle looks up from having a nose in a book and sees Beast cringing away from everyone and looking nervous and scared. She shuts her book quickly and jumps to her feet, hurrying over to him. "Hey, it's okay!" she says, holding up her hands to calm him down. She looks at the others as they try to become his friend and calm him down as well. Belle looks at him. He reminds her of a little lost puppy dog who is afraid of everything. She looks back at Kyrin and Graham. "You guys might want to back up a little bit, just in case." She smiles softly and walks toward him calmly, keeping her hands up at a non-threatening angle. Her glasses slide down her nose slightly and she carefully pushes them back up her nose. "It's okay. You're among friends." She keeps the smile on her face. "My name is Belle Sinclair. You will not be hurt here. What is your name?" She waits patiently for him to answer her. He looks like a big softie, minus the fact that he has a voice like a lion...

Red sighed as her best up car bumbled down the street. With each inch the car shook, squeaked, and moaned, making all kinds of noises a car shouldn't be making. She gripped the wheel, knuckles white, still terrified of driving. Crowding up the backseat was all she could ever need. Old CDs, half-eaten bags of potato chips, a couple of books, her backpack full of her supplies, and a medical kit. The entire car was a wreck. She hadn't cleaned it in awhile, and various dents and scratches had been embedded into the sides from her previous accidents. As she reached the school, her blue eyes stared up at it in confusion. "Is this the place?" she gawked, glancing at her hand-drawn map. "Wow, it's freakin' huge!" As she got closer she realized how much it seemed like a castle. How very unfitting for poor little Red. She stopped in front of the school, assuming it was okay to park, and got out of the car, cringing at the squeaky sound her door made. Wearing a black T-shirt, dark jean shorts, leggings, and her lucky red coat, Red was ready to make an entrance. She noticed the group of other students standing in front of the building. They were all so different from eachother. Too bad her notebook was lodged between all her other supplies, so she couldn't make some quick notes. "Yo!" Red called out, waving her arm around in a frenzy. "I just want to know if anyone's got a map of this place. I lose mine--" in that pile of trash in the back of her car "--and I'm positive I'll get lost in this castle here," she joked, gesturing towards the school. With a big smile, her eyes glitered expectantly.

Muriel groaned as she sat in the backseat of her father's vehicle, chin in the palm of her hand, eyes staring blankly out of the window. She made unfortunate noises as her father looked in the rear view mirror at her. "Look, I know that this is hard for you but this school has accepted you for whatever reason and you are going." He beckoned towards her as she rolled her eyes. She was relatively quiet for most of the ride then she seen the school up ahead. As the car came to a halt, she sat back in her seat with her arms folded over her chest, her breath huffing through her nose. She pouted but her father didn't care as he got out of his seat and opened up her door. "Come on, Muriel, I'd hate to embarrass you on your first day." With those words said, Muriel slithered her way out of the vehicle then went to the very back to grab her luggage. She saw some kids that were younger than her and some that looked around her age. Her lip quirked to the side as her father got back into the vehicle but rolled down his window and shouted. "Love you, honey! Be safe!" He honked his horn then drove off as she stood there, waving her hand. As soon as her father faded away, she pulled out her cell phone and called Felix. "Come and get me. I'm at this boarding school." She exaggerated as Felix tried to calm her down. "I will not calm down. He sent me to a boarding school!" She screamed at the last few words then looked around her. "You know, I might be overreacting, a little bit. I guess I'll have to give it a shot." A soft sigh escaped over her parted lips as she hanged up her cell phone and mustered up the strength and walked up the few steps in front of the school. Muriel pushed the door opened and wheeled in her two luggage bags as her eyes scanned her surroundings. She paid little attention to the people around her, not intentionally though, she just wanted to see where her room was going to be. With the shrug of her shoulders, she hummed a random tune to herself and wheeled around with her luggage.

Kyrin’s ears dropped beneath her hood, vaguely visible. She slunk away, rather like a kicked cat. Fading slowly as embarrassment caught up to her. Moving carefully and silently she weaved her way between other students, trying not to stand on anyone’s toes, by this time there was nothing of her that could be seen, nothing but a faint impression of her eyes, gone before you could register you had seen them. Passing by girls, boys, and what appeared to be a pair of twins, Kiy slumped down against a wall, slowly fading back into view. “Why, did I leave?” she muttered to herself, “Alice was nice, I understood Alice, mostly, but here is weird, I don’t like it here. Alice please.” Her tail slipped free and started lashing softly by her side, showing her agitation. Her hands, had she looked at them were shrinking, gold-ginger fur growing on the backs. She was losing control of her form, it happened occasionally when she was scared or agitated, and today she was a little of both. I wasn’t really the incident earlier, rather it was the coming somewhere new, with so many new people, and the feeling was only just catching up to her now.

@ScarlettWaters16 At that, both twins grinned playfully at Peter, both having heard that multiple times already. They decided to mess with him a little bit first. "Like-" "-what?" The twins asked oh-so innocently but they soon laughed it off, calling out their joke. "Well it's too bad, Peter," Hansel explained patiently. "It's a habit of ours," giggled Gretel. "Call us creepy twins," Hansel joked. "But we don't care," Finished the female twin. Finally, both of them answered Peter's question in one voice. "We're freshmen." Hansel asked as an afterthought, "Are you a senior?"

Rylan, to say the least, was rather annoyed by all the kids that began showing up. He'd become slightly bored, waiting on whatever they were waiting for. Then he saw the big guy roar at the blonde girl. He cocked an eyebrow, and stood from where he sat on the steps. The black haired girl - Belle Sinclair - took to calming him down. This could be interesting... Rylan reasoned with himself. The guy was obviously very intimidating towards the others - so would he be the top dog among the new students? Well that just didn't sit well with Rylan. Let's see how far you'll go... Seeing a chance to present himself, Rylan pushed through some student, shoving some blonde kid out of the way. "C'mon now, guys..." He said, stepping to the middle of the circle that had formed around the big guy. "Ms. Sinclair is right - you're among friends." He said, giving a fake smile. "Come on now, big guy... what do you say? Wanna be my friend?" He proposed, purposely speaking in a taunting tone. "Let's see, do you like magic tricks?" He reached into his pocket and fished out a bronze penny from a jumble of loose coins. "Let's see..." He flicked the coin up like he was doing a coin toss. All the while, he watched the guy's eyes - was he getting angrier? He caught the coin and closed his fingers around. He blew on the fist and opened his hand- the coin was gone. "Ta-da!" He looked to some of the students - obviously unamused. "Not good enough for you guys? Tough crowd..." He reached over, placing his hand beside Belle's ear. He snapped his finger and the coin appeared in his fingers. "Well what do you know - Belle Sinclair! Rich in coins and in beauty." He gave her a mischievous wink, which he was certain she wouldn't find attractive, but that was the point. He pocketed the coin and stared dead-on at the big guy. "Did ya like that?" He put on another fake smile, daring the guy to get angrier.

This was a mistake. Elsa watched as people, her peers, began gathering around at the entrance. All varied in some way or another but not in a way that Elsa varied, she thought. How could they know? Taking a deep breath, Elsa tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she opened the taxi door, leaving the safety of anonymity for that of exposure. This was it... Her first trial of rejoining the world and what a way to pick it. Boarding school with what Elsa had imagined to be filled with conniving and ruthless teens, all fueled by hormones and that drive for identity. But if she could survive this without a major incident, she could return and embrace her sister once more. The taxi driver, who had been standing just outside Elsa's door with her luggage for awhile now, was peeved that he was stuck idling as Elsa gazed off in the distance. He coughed which snapped Elsa out of her trance and quickly handed her backpack, suitcase, and a trunk all filled with whatever she planned on needing or wanting. The taxi driver nodded and quickly left, not expecting a tip for his services, leaving Elsa alone to face the world. "No going back..." She whispered to nobody in particular as she gripped the handles to her wheeled luggage containers tightly. Another deep breath and Elsa made way to the entrance and by extension the mass of people all in conversation. As Elsa approached, her posture was stiff but very noble. Her chin ever so slightly titled upwards to give onlookers the impression that she was just as cold hearted as she appeared. Speaking of which, her outfit was a bit unplanned as her cashmere sweater began form crystalized ice around the sleeves and collar so she quickly threw a plan blue hoodie that was several sizes larger than Elsa. A tactical move to cover her hands to prevent any unintentionally freezing. Thankfully her pants, slightly rolled up, and flats hadn't begun to freeze yet. The first thing Elsa stumbled into was some sort of magic trick being performed. Who still did magic? Elsa thought to herself as she had believed that tings like that were a bit childish according to her research through various televised programs. But a quick study showed that the would be magician was only trying to aggravate a tall fellow. Elsa kept her distance as she navigated around the gathered group and hung close to the front door to make a hasty escape if things turned ugly but she had to see this through. It would be nice to know who to avoid through this whole ordeal.

Kovu stared at the beastly man whose roar captured everyone's attention, he watched for a few moments as Beast began to regret his actions and saw how differently people here seemed to be. Kovu was most taken aback by Belle and Kyrin's actions, they were being so kind and friendly to someone who had acted so angrily and tried to push everyone away. His eyes lingered on Belle as he thought 'maybe this place will be different'. Kovu abruptly turned away not wanting to stare at the scene and cause Beast to act like he had again. More students kept arriving but Kovu didn't see anyone he could befriend....although he wasn't quite sure what he was looking for. Usually the outsiders stuck together but here it felt like it wouldn't be like that and it scared him. Kovu turned to look at the girl whose voice echoed behind him. A map!? he panicked, we're supposed to have maps. Kovu couldn't remember recieving one...unless he did and packed it somewhere in one of his bags; he hoped

In the meantime, Graham still was unable to remove Cedric from the tree. Cedric seemed to be holding onto a branch for dear life. Cedric! This is highly irregular of you! You must come down this instant! I understand your fear of the beast, but now you won't come down even if we're simply going into the academy. Graham stopped shaking and began pondering to himself. This wouldn't be about your attending the academy with me would it Cedric? OOooh! Yes Graham! I really do prefer to stay at home rather than join you on any of terrifying quests! Terrifying?! I don't believe any of them would be that forbidding for a brave Owl like you. We've been swallowed by whales, entered haunted forests, defeated the yeti. That is exactly what I'm most afraid of! Besides, I've already gone through the scariest of them all! Academia! I faced my four monthes and the magical academy for owls! I don't see my reason for attending this one! Four Monthes? An Owl's life is shorter than a human's therefore our time in academia is much more shorter than yours. Graham sighed, he'd love to meet the locals, but he desperately needed Cedric to accompany him and join him on yet another mystical adventure. With no other choice, Graham took out his backpack and slashed the branch Cedric to holding onto off. OH NOOOOOO! Cedric cried and tried to fly away, finding another tree to hide in. Graham looked down at the branch. The branch wasn't entirely cut off, it was light and only half the size of a normal branch. He fit the branch into his pocket. You never know when you may need a branch. Now then, where's Cedric? Cedric was flying in circles, Graham laughed and started to make chase. Cedric then took off in a random direction, towards the beast. EEEEEEEK! Cedric did a complete 180 and started flying the other way, making sure not to come in grabbing distance of the beast. Graham was startled and ended up bumping into the beast, quickly scrambling to his feet. Cedric! He turns to the beast. Once again I am terribly sorry. My owl friend has trouble making friends, perhaps we can chat when everything's cooled down. Graham started chasing after Cedric, only to see him scream at Graham pursuing and running head first into some young thin girl. (AKA Elsa) Oh dear. Graham ran over and finally seized Cedric and placed him down on the ground. He then tended to the girl. I am terribly sorry Ma'am, Cedric doesn't usually act like this. I hope you are unharmed. My name is Graham, of Daventry.

Why me? Beast asked himself. The girl from before had since admonished him for pushing people away, or at least that's what it seemed on the surface, and then slinked away as if she were a small kitten hit by her owner. He glared over at her, sharp eyes staring at her before he turned to look at the brunette who had introduced herself as Belle. His eyes went wide, her demeanor surprising him. What was her aim? What did she want from him? to protect these weaklings? His brow furrowed as he glared down at her. "Beast. Just... Beast." He spoke softly, his gaze shifting away from the girl. Then, another one showed up asking about a map. Beast turned his head, confusion gracing his rough features. "M-Map? There was a map?" He asked, a bit incredulous. Certainly he would have seen it... Unless... He sighed, mentally kicking hiimself. He'd left the damn letter on the table back in his home. It probably held the invaluable item somewhere. As if to goad him even further yet another person entered his personal space. He stared at the individual with the much too happy smile. His lips curled into a snarl. "Friends? I do not see friends. I see strangers" He replied, his voice just a bit too loud. The boy replied by asking if Beast would be his friend causing Beast's eyes to narrow in confusion. What did these people want with him? Was he some sort of entertaining show for them? Beast watched the boy do magic tricks, his anger rising. What was this? Was he trying to distract Beast? I'm not stupid like a beast and if you treat me as such... "Did ya like that?" The stupid ape asked him, staring him dead in the eyes. A small smile appeared on Beast's face, an odd occurrence. "I enjoyed it immensely! After all, I'm just a hunk of muscle with nothing going on up there, you know?" Beast replied, walking over to the man, towering over him by at least a few inches. "I know some magic tricks as well. Though, most of them involve getting rid of annoyances." Beast explained, placing a rather large hand on the boy's head and tilted it back so that the boy was looking at him. "Make a fool of me again, and I won't let it end so nicely." Beast explained, digging his fingers into the boy's slick hair. "And yes, I'll be your friend." He finished, chuckling, a loud, throaty sound that originated from his stomach. He let go of the boy and walked back to Belle from before. He began to give her a look as if to apologize but then decided to keep walking away from the crowd. He stood on the very edge of it now, simply watching the old woman, waiting for her to make a move. Then, yet another person decided to test his limits. Irritated, Beast wheeled around to find someone from before, a male. He huffed before turning back, ignoring his nice words.

Peter rolls his eyes and runs a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I guess you could say that," he mutters, not even bothering to tell them that he's over three hundred years old and still looks like a teen. He smiles softly down at them and says, "Well, if you ever need any help, you can always come find me. I may not know a lot, but I can sure give it a good try." He turns to face the stairs as the elderly woman begins to talk. "Welcome, all, welcome!" the woman announces. "Welcome to Fairytale Academy, the only academy of its kind. Here you will learn everything that normal students never get to learn, such as dancing, fencing, kayaking, and so much more." The woman gives a grand smile to the crowd of students. "My name is Glenda Fey, but just address me as Godmother Fey. I am here to help you learn and to teach you all the things that you will need to know as you go throughout your special lives." Her rosy cheeks bulge. "Now, I must warn you. There are a few rules for here. There is no going into the hallway after midnight or going outside after midnight. No being late to meals and do not go into the forest without a guide. Girls so stay in girl dorms for the night and boys in the boys' dorms. You may mingle in them during the day." She smiles again. "I do hope that you all have a lovely time here. It is about five o'clock right now and dinner is at six o'clock sharp. That gives you enough time to find your rooms with your roommates and tour the academy. All of you will have the same schedule and it will be posted outside your dorms tomorrow morning at eight AM. Now, get going and I will see you all at class tomorrow!" She giggles like a little girl and suddenly, with a poof of bubbles, she's gone. Peter stares at the place where she was before shaking his head. He's seen worse. He looks down at the siblings and says, "I guess you two are getting split up." Belle is slightly offended that Beast did not talk to her longer, but she doesn't dwaddle on it, as the elderly woman begins to speak. She goes through all the rules of the academy and what they are to expect out of it. None of this bothers Belle; she actually expects it. What she doesn't expect is the woman to up and disappear before everyone's eyes. Belle's jaw drops. She has only read about magic in her books, never seen it in real life. Was that magic? She shakes her head. No, it can't be. It was probably just a parlor trick. She begins to think about the whole roommate thing. That can't be too good... She sighs and walks inside, carrying her bag in one hand and her book in the other. This whole experience is going to be interesting.