Choosing Home

Chapter Twelve

Meanwhile, in Fairy Cottage, Freddy glared as he watched the 'Charming' Prince ramble on to Audrey about things that in all honesty didn't matter one bit. Who cared about online shopping? And really, what did the spoiled little Prince think he was doing? Didn't he know his station? He was talking to a Queen yet he was acting like he was talking to his latest fling!

"Audrey, come on, I'm serious," Freddy heard the blond said. "You love online shopping. What could be better than buying something you really don't need but think looks good?"

"Hmm, maybe claiming my birthright Chad?" Audrey shot back. "I swear, it's almost like you want to be saying Queen Mal in a few years. Don't you remember what she did to me?!"

"...made it so you and I could go out by getting Ben out of his contract with you?" Chad ventured. That was apparently the wrong thing to say as Audrey let out a groan of impatience and threw the fruit bowl at him.

Freddy couldn't help but smirk at the scene. For someone who prided themselves on being the perfect Auradon Princess, Audrey acted more like a VK than she cared to admit.

Maybe it's the 'witch' factor? Then again, with how the mindless drones acted over at the lake, I'm guessing she's not normally a witch? I can save her then and Boreadon will be ruled with someone not tainted by magic!

Freddy was so deep in thought that he almost missed Chad shaking his head and making his way to the door.

Almost being the key term.

"And where are you going?" Freddy asked, raising an eyebrow.

Chad froze, clearly having not expected anyone to notice him. "I was...going to get a pizza? You can't exactly plot evil deeds when you're hungry!"

"I don't think so," Freddy said with a smirk and went over to grab Chad's wrist.

"Okay, pizza and a salad for Audrey! Salad for me? No food for Chad at all! I'm good with that!"

Freddy shook his head and dragged Chad toward the nearby broom closet. "Honestly if you're going to do such a pitiful job escaping after her highness has been so courteous to you by allowing you to roam around freely, maybe we should rescind that offer."

"What do you—Audrey! No! Audrey please!" Chad exclaimed as his eyes landed on the closet. "Audrey, come on! I swear, I'll be good! You can have my phone! I won't try—!"

Whatever Chad was going to say got cut off by Freddy shoving him into the closet and slamming the door in the Prince's face, but not before taking Chad's phone and tossing it on the table. The last sound Chad heard before the door closed was Audrey cackling at his reaction.

"There, that ought to hold him," Freddy smirked as he lowered the board meant to lock the door. As Chad continued to pound on the door and knock tirelessly on the window of the closet, begging Audrey to let him out, Freddy stalked over to her.

"You're plotting something," Audrey told him. Freddy didn't answer but roughly grabbed her shoulders and smashed his lips into hers. She was his—and he didn't share. Not with the people of the Isle. Not with spoiled Princelings. Not one bit.

As they separated, Audrey looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. "And I thought you didn't like witches?"

"And I believe I said, your highness, in your case I could make an exception," Freddy told her, a small purr audible in his voice.

Audrey smirked. "Keep kissing like that and I'll let you have the first shot at Mal."

Freddy couldn't help but returned the smirk, claiming her lisp again in the same slightly rough kiss as before. Only this time Audrey returned the kiss, despite it being rougher than a Princess or Queen should kiss. She wasn't going to lie, her new wicked side kinda liked it. After all, it was rather refreshing to have someone unafraid to make decisions. He wasn't Ben but Fred would work for now—a girl had needs after all.