(Thank you to @JaydenR_ for editing the chapters!) Might want some tissues guys, this chapter is kind of sad.)

Tuesday, one day closer to the end of the week. And a day for after school help. You were sitting in your physics teacher's classroom finishing up a test you had missed last academic week. Though it was a bit hard to focus. Today had been a hard day in general, since it marked the two week anniversary of your moms death.

How you missed her. The way she looked after you when you were sick. The game you both would play every Saturday. The mother daughter days you both would share every month. The weekend getaways you both would go on. A tear slid down your face. what you wouldn't do to have her back.

The bell rang as you finished up the test. You dried your eyes and got up, handing the test in to mr labmah.

"All set?" he asked, taking it from your hands.

"Yep. Though I'm not sure if I got them right." You said turning to grab your bag.

"I'm sure you did grate." He said placing it on his desk to grade later. "Hay y/n."

"Yes?"

"You ok? you've been kind of quiet this week."

"You know, being an adult at 17. Not the easiest thing in the world." You heave you backpack onto your back and head for the door.

"Again I'm sorry for your loss. You know if you need anything we're here for ya."

"And I appreciate it. But I'm trying to learn how to get by on my own." You could feel a smile trying to break from your lips. Curse your inability to lie. "I better get going, gotta catch my ride home!"

"See you tomorrow."

You head out and make your way to "Mr John's" classroom. You were getting a ride home. No more walking an hour home from the late bus stop. You were also hoping to ask to go somewhere after school, just to drop something off.
Upon reaching his room, you open the door to find Spencer standing there. He didn't look pleased at all.

"Out of my way, freak!" He shouted, knocking his shoulder into your as he pushed past you.

You turn and watch him leave. "What's his problem?" You ask, rubbing your shoulder.

"He's just upset because I called his mother." Frollo said as he turned back to his computer.

Your eyes lit up as you turned back to him. Did he really do the unthinkable? "You what?"

"He wasn't behaving. Refusing to do the lines I asked him two write, so I called his mother."

"What did you have him write?" You ask, dropping your backpack onto the floor next to an open desk.

"I will not interrupt during class or tease others two hundred times."

"Ouch." In your head you were secretly smiling.

You pocket then buzz. You pull it out to find a message from Emma from the sprinkles group chat. You open your phone and look at the message.

Emma: How do these look?

She had sent a photo of horns on a headband.

Ava: They look great.

April: are those for Grover.

Your eyes wided. You completely forgot about the musical. Over the past few months your school had been working on Percy Jackson and the lightning thief. You were given the role of Mrs Dodds. After your mother's death you gave yourself 2 weeks off to recover and had almost forgotten about the show.

You: shit, forgot about the show! When's the next rehearsal?

Emma: Tomorrow, don't worry I'm sure Mrs magic will understand.

Ava: ya, just don't tell her about your home invasion problem.

April: Do you need a ride?

You: good one Ava. And if you don't mind April.

April: not at all.

You: thanks, alright I'll TTYL!

You then shut off your phone and sit down at a desk. Now you have another thing to worry about. And another 3 hours out of your house, this was just great. You let out a sigh as you lean back in the chair.

"What happened?" He asked but you knew he didn't care.

"It's nothing, just some extra curricular stuff." You say crossing your arms. You then look over at him. "Can we stop somewhere on the way home?"

You could see his eyes blink to look at you before looking back to the screen. "Where? I've got a lot of work to do tonight."

"It's only five minutes away and it won't take long, I promise."

"You'll have to ask cruella, she's taking us home." His phone then buzzed. He picked it up and read the message "and that's her now."

You both gather your things and head out to the car. You hop in the back while Frollo hops in the front.

"Can we stop somewhere?" You immediately ask as you buckle up in the back seat.

"Where? oh please say it's the mall. I need inspiration for my new line."

"Women and their strange obsession." Froll mumbled.

You give her a small smile before shaking your head. "No, it's somewhere else. I'll plug it into my gps." You take out your phone and plug in the address. 5 minutes later you all had arrived at some cemetery. They both give a confused look.

"What are we doing here?" Curella asked.

"Just keep driving, please." You state before giving the rest of the directions.

She eventually pulled up next to a few grave stones. "Stop here." You wait for her to park the car before unbuckling. You grab something from your backpack and shove it in your pocket. "I'll be right back." You then hop out on the driver's side of the car and walk over to the gravestone, you could tell they were watching but you didn't care.

You sat down in between the gravestones. The one to your left bore your mothers name and the one to your right was your fathers. Even though they were divorced, you buried your mother right next to your father. That way you could visit them simultaneously.

"Hey mom, dad. I hope you both are doing well." You say picturing them as if they were there with you. "Life's good, wishing on a start has finally worked. Not sure if guys had something to do with it but hey at least i'm not alone anymore." A single year dripped from your face "mr Tomsome been replaced by Frollo, and he's just what the school needs. Even taught Spencer a lesson. Hades and Mal have been looking after me as temporary parental figures, And don't get me started on Mad."

You sigh as you look at them, picturing their body's looking at you. "I wish you both were back in my life."

You pull out a heart shaped paper that reads. "To my beloved mom and dad, you mean everything to me. Love you amazing daughter." You kiss it before placing it down onto the grass patch between their stones.

"One day we shall be together again." Your face swells up as you try to hold back tears. You though back to the day it all happened. When the cops showed up and your place and explained your mom was killed in a horrible car crash. It all became too much and you broke down.

(Villains pov)
Cruella taped her fingers on the steering wheel. She was beginning to get impashunt as she had a lot of work planned for the afternoon. "Why did she bring us here of all places."

"Can you read the names on the tombstones?" Frollo asked, thinking he might know.

Cruella did her best to squint her eyes and read the names. "M/n L/n and D/n L/n" it was then they realized what was happening. "So that's why she asked to come here. But why didn't she tell us?"

"She probably doesn't want to look weak." Frollo guessed.

Cruell wiped out her phone and began typing.

"What are you doing?"

"What she needs is something to cheer her up. So I'm suggesting we throw her a party." Cruella stated

"A party is not what she needs cruella, trust me. This is probably why she's been so isolated or lashing out for no good reasons. She's balancing us and her parents' death. The last thing she needs is us throwing her a "hay where here, don't worry about your parents'' party." Frollo argued.

"Well then what do you suggest?"

"We let her express her emotions the way she wants. Give her space to breathe and if it gets out of hand, that is when we step in." He said as he leaned back in the seat.

(Your pov)
You dry your eyes and stand up. You take a deep breath befor saying goodbye to your parents and head back to the car. You open the back seat and hop in, it was dead silent.

"Alright we can go." You say as you look out the window. The first few minutes of the drive were silent. That is intill Frollo broke it.

"Those were your parents, weren't they?"

You sigh "Yep. Today would have been two weeks since I lost my mother, and four years since I lost my father."

"We're sorry for your loss." Cruella said.

"It's alright, at least now I've got a new family. One that actually understands me a bit."

"Y/n, you know where not trying to replace them, right?" Cruella added

"I know." You say as you look in the rear view mirror "I might not seem happy that it's you guys, but over the past week. I realize how much you guys are trying to do for me." A small smile fall upon your face "and for that I'm grateful. For I would want anyone else to be those people. Then you guys."

Authors notes: 3/3/23
Hay guys, sorry for the short update. I was Having a lot of writers block this week and this is what I could come up with. I hope this wasn't to sad eaither, but I think it a nice way to conclude your first week with the villains. Don't worry there more to come, and with you starting up theater again, there's going to be even more drama Lolz. And if you have never listen to the Percy Jackson sound track, give it a listen it's so good!
As always I Wellcome any feedback or suggestions you might have! I love here's what you all have to say, it's you who keeps me going!
Alright that's it from me, goober out!