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“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“home isn’t always a place, you know. it depends where your people are.” because as much as hawaii was home to her, auradon was as well, simply because of all the people she surrounded herself with. “i’m sure. and even if you do mess up a little bit, that’s normal for relationships, right? i’ve fought with karp before because i did stupid things, but he forgave me pretty quickly. he helped me with my problems, y’know?”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“aw, that’s so cute!” her smile disappeared when he said he wasn’t the nicest person, shifting into a frown. “what? but you’re one of the nicest people i know! what are you talking about? and you won’t mess anything up, either.”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

jacinta scrunched her nose as she tried to place the name to a face. “i think i’ve heard the name before, but i don’t know who he is, exactly. is he nice? he better be nice.” otherwise they would have a problem. “we’re good!”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

jacinta giggled as soon as castor said there was a guy. her initial mission completely forgotten, she returned to the storeroom door so she could lean against the frame. “a guy? who’s this guy? do i know him? what’s his name?” she asked all at once. “alright, i won’t be worried. and nothing in particular, i was just joking around.”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“wait, wait, so, uh... so if you’re princess lolli terfie, then who’s prince theodore supposed to be?” jacinta asked, trying to wrap her head around the concept. “someday soon, huh? that sounds ominous. should i take that as a threat?”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“nope! it’s a secret!” she sang, giggling as she moved onto the next piece of artwork she could find. “lolli terfie is...? c’mon! you can’t just blue-ball me like that. i think it sounds good, though.”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“hmm, i dunno if i can. ninja assassination is a secret art, i can’t just go out and tell everybody, can i?” she said with a grin, kicking the teacher’s painting towards the wall. “really? lolli terfie? that’s a unique name -- a painting?! what painting?! where?!”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“a ninja assassin,” she concurred, starting to drag her nails across the first piece of her teacher’s artwork she could find. she listened as she worked, nodding after each sentence. “it’s cute!” she poked her head around the storeroom door. “is it for anyone special?” she gave him a teasing grin.

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“yeah, sometimes the po-po catch me when i’m doing some graffiti stuff in town,” she said casually, as though she wasn’t out committing crimes. “of course! i’m always ready!”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“i don’t care if she catches me. if i can escape police, i can escape an art teacher,” she said, then paused by the storeroom door frame at his question. “uh, bed, head, ted, wed, shed, led, said, there’s probably more.”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“it’s not like i’m going far,” she said, heading to the storeroom. “they should be somewhere in here. she signs her work with the same annoying ass signature, so it shouldn’t take too long.”

“holy shit, where’d you come from?!” castor’s eyes widened as he knew who was talking to him and tried to pay more attention to his painting. “yeah! you assassin! go assassin!”

“well, i’m gonna find where the art teacher stores her artwork,” jacinta said. “and destroy it. because she deserves it!”