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Anthony grabbed his coat, the best one he owned that made him look as much of a noble that one could be on the Isle. He look at a shattered mirror to make sure it was on correctly. He just learned that his grandmother used to be a noblewoman long before she was here and Cinderellasburg had its name. He couldn’t be more excited, the 10 year old thought that since he has such a high standing he would be able to control the others.
So he went outside with a haughty expression ready to take over the world. So he went to the door ignoring his mother in the other room. As he left he smelled the smelting air of something burning.
He walked down the street trying to get all the way to the market, showing off as much as he could. Which was his first issue.
Suddenly he heard someone laughing, turning around he noticed that it was Mad Maddie looking down at him from a balcony.
”Well look at you. An over grown peacock spreading his wings.”
Anthony gave her an annoyed look, “Oh hahaha,” he said before turning away, “You are not worthy to speak to me like that.”
Mad Maddie grinned wider, “Woah oh oh, clearly you woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”
”I am your superior, you are to listen to me.”
Mad Maddie leans over the side of the railing, “Your my superior? Really that’s what you want to go with. Pathetic really.”
Anthony turned back to her eyes blazing, “My grandmother was a noblewoman, she was able to hold her position far better than most people.”
Mad Maddie laughed, “And yet she’s here. Just like my grandmother.”
Anthony rolled his eyes, “Well she was the one who planned the war.”
“Oh then she failed.”
Anthony scowled, “Her schemes are the best anyone has ever seen.”
Mad Maddie scoffed as she got up, “I doubt that those silly plans would have anything on real threats like my grandmother.”
Mad Maddie left and Anthony rolled his eyes but continued forwards. Once he saw the market he went to a stall. As nonchalantly as he could he ordered a meat sandwich. He doesn’t know what’s exactly in it but it’s filling.
Beside him he saw Sammy Smee running up to the stall. He saw him order his own food then went to where he was standing.
Sammy nodded to him and Anthony tried to ignore him. Both of them waited in silence until Anthony couldn’t take it anymore.
”I guess you were really hungry since you ran all the way here.”
Sammy chuckled, “Oh they’re not for me. Harriet wanted some while she planned our next move.”
Anthony raised an eyebrow, “You ran all the way here for someone else.”
Sammy nodded, “Gotta keep the captain happy.”
Anthony let out a harsh laugh, “I would never let myself be humiliated like that.”
Sammy shrugged, “Well I don’t have a name like hers so I got to make sure I keep it tied to me the best I can.”
Anthony shook his head, “Pathetic man, you have to make your own name if you want to have any respect.”
Sammy shook his head, “What could I do against people like Maleficent or Ursula. I do what I got to do.”
Anthony stopped listening when he heard his name being called, “It’s whatever you want man.”
Anthony grabbed his sandwich and walked away. When he walked away he saw Claudine Frollo walk out of a different shop looking a bit timid as she looked ahead.
Anthony smirks as he went over to make fun of her, “You know if you look any more nervous people might start doing things to you.”
Claudine jumped as she whirled around to look at who scared her.
”Anthony, I didn’t hear you come up. How are you.”
“Clearly better than you.”
Claudine let out a nervous laugh, “Yeah… I can’t stand being in there. But my father wanted his fix of rations.”
Anthony rolled his eyes, “Right you do stuff for your father.”
Claudine shrugged helplessly loosing her grip on the bag slightly. Immediately trying to grab the bag before it completely falls to the ground.
”It’s not too bad, with his name attached to it most people won’t mess with me.”
“What protection can his name give you?” Anthony asked annoyed.
Claudine gave him a look before looking back down, “Some people have so much power that they can do what they want. My dad, the evil queen, the list can go on.”
”Your dad can’t have that big of a name,” Anthony almost growls out.
Claudine nods slightly, “Bigger than your name.”
Claudine quickly leaves as soon as Anthony’s face turns slightly red.
What did she know, his grandmother had one of the best schemes of all times. It took years to get herself in that position, she may not have cursed kingdoms but she was still a force to be reckoned with. He’ll make them see that both she and him are just as terrible as the rest who are here.
Anthony huffed taking his sandwich home, imbeciles all of them.