With Lila having steadied the floorboards and made the house less likely to murder any of them, they decided it was a good time to explore their new residence.
Lila led the way with Ivy trailing beside her. The walls were still peeling in places, their original color all but forgotten, and patches of dark mold clung stubbornly to the corners.
Whenever Lila passed her hand over a mold-infested spot, the fungus receded into itself and vanished, but she left the peeling paint alone. The act was intentional on her part, to keep people from growing suspicious of any dramatic transformations to the shack.
The girls figured that none of the elite had likely ventured inside the house; they probably feared it would collapse on them. Hence, they made the changes on the inside, keeping it minimal and realistic, so even if by chance, they did come snooping, the changes wouldn’t raise too many eyebrows. They would probably assume they just do some minor "labor work" and tidying.
Meanwhile, Daisy and Violet, were bolder than the scaredy cat Ivy, and took it upon themselves to scout the rooms in the house.
By the time they returned, Violet was the first to announce, "I don’t know if this is one weird coincidence, but there are four distinct bedrooms, and they’re way more spacious than our old room at the pack house." She tried to sound optimistic.
Ivy rolled her eyes. She might’ve conceded to staying at last, but that didn’t mean she was happy about it.
"And that’s not all," Daisy chimed in, "the rooms are furnished. There are beds, wardrobes with old clothes in them, too. It makes me think we’re not the first students to go rogue."
"Shouldn’t be surprising." Violet muttered under her breath. With the school’s fucked up tradition and rules, they must have been fed up with the billshit.
Hearing about four rooms, Lila’s face lit up with sudden excitement. "So that means we get to make our choice?!"
A single look passed between Lila, Daisy, and Violet as they understood what would happen next. Ivy, too used to more refined living, didn’t catch on. Before she could blink, the other three burst into a run down the musty hallway.
"I’m calling dibs on the biggest room!" Daisy shouted, sprinting ahead.
"No way! I saw it first!" Violet retorted, hot on her heels.
"Excuse me, ladies," Lila’s voice rang out as she blurred past them with speed only a Fae could possess.
Violet and Daisy skidded to a stop, watching in stunned disbelief as Lila reached the largest room before they could even blink.
Daisy and Violet groaned in unison.
"That was cheating."
Lila shrugged, "Finder’s keeper."
She bent and brushed her fingers against the worn bed frame and just like that, set to work. They could only stare in bafflement as the bed, which looked on the verge of collapse, was quickly restored, the sagging mattress rebounding under the ministry of her magic.
The torn, filthy sheets seemed to knit themselves whole and clean once more, dust and cobwebs shrinking away until the place looked... livable. And all of that happened in the span of ten minutes, leaving Daisy and Violet gaping in the hallway.
Ivy finally caught up, panting slightly. "Must be nice to have magic," she grumbled, eyeing Lila’s handiwork with a sulky expression.
Lila turned around, pride gleaming in her eyes. She stepped toward them, specifically addressing Violet, "Your room is ready, my princess.."
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