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I giggled with Sy’s lung capacity, and my laughter drowned out the noises in the hall. “Princess Clown is spot-on!” I pointed at Medea and roared. “She and her army make us look powerless and helpless, then call us pathetic. I say: No more bullshit!”
“No more shit! No more bullshit!” my crowd roared after me.
I nodded, kicking up a classic tap dance on the desk to go with my campaign. Pom-pom. Dong. Tar-ta!
“We say stop today!” I called, letting my voice carry to every corner. “They beat us into submission in the past. That stops today! We aren’t weak, even though we might look it, even though we might act it, even though we might appear to be loners. But we’re not weak. We have got strength inside! Now let our steel come out and let our bravery guide us. We. Are. Underdogs! Together, we’re stronger than ever! Together, we don’t bow down. If they pick on one of us, they pick on all of us, and we push back as one!”
All for one, one for all! Pucker tutored, grinning.
I pumped a fist into the air and roared, “All for one! One for all!”
I might just let Pucker come up with all the campaign lines. He’d do it for free anyway.
Clockwork Hall divided into two crowds. The underdog crowd gathered to the left, getting into a glaring and shouting match against Medea’s army on the right.
“Hit one of us again, and they hit all of us!” I called. “We’ll fucking push back. We’ll fucking punch them back double hard!”
“Solidarity, underdogs! We’re one!” Bea screamed.
Wow! I didn’t know she had it in her, but she always came through for me due to her loyalty. She didn’t have my lung capacity, but she made up for it with an amplifying spell. She was a powerful mage now.
My crowd stomped the ground. “We’re one! We’re the underdogs!”
I howled, and my new army howled back.
I broke apart the hellfire that had gathered on me and sent it into the air. It exploded into fireworks. The demons stared at the fireworks, then at me, and growled. But there was nothing they could do.
My crowd cheered and applauded.
Jinx, Bea, Drusilla, Wyatt, Charlie (a fae girl), and Mila (a shifter geek) jumped onto the desk and stood by my side, lifting their chins high.
We had representatives from five houses.
“Today, we have a voice,” Bea shouted. “We’re no longer the weaklings!”
“Join Team Underdogs! Sign up with us,” Jinx called. “Every underdog will get a token that serves as your protection. If they beat one of us, we punch back as one!”
My seven friends clasped their hands together and raised them into the air.
Medea landed on the desk facing ours. “Today is the day we put down pathetic Barbie and mark her as a dead underdog!” she roared. “I, Princess of the House of Chaos, claim the right to cut off Underdog Barbie’s head and quell this rebellion!”
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Barbie
Iknew it would eventually come to this—me versus Medea in a showdown—but I hadn’t expected this conflict to rise to be a political issue. And now Medea would use this opportunity to finish me off, a perfect crime, but some might call it making an example of me.
I watched my geek friends’ faces go white with shock and fear. This was unprecedented, and who could fight a princess and win? My crowd went quiet, waiting for me to make the next move, which was pivotal to the fate of the underdogs campaign.
If I failed, they’d all suffer. They’d be stomped.
The opposing crowd cheered, shouting Medea’s name like religious fanatics, Bellona the loudest. A dozen more demons stalked into the study hall, pushed to the front, and rallied behind Medea.
“I’ve suffered you long enough, rat,” Medea sneered at me. “You think yourself worth two cents since my brother took you in as his new pet?” She kept referring to Killian as her brother, even though he rebuked her for riding his coattails. “No matter how shiny your hide appears, you’re nothing but a rat. Soon, you’ll be one of Queen Lilith’s squeezing toys. Don’t you know that my brother shares everything with Her Majesty, the greatest beauty and power in the realm, not just her bed?”
Rage, red and hot, shot to my head. I did not just see red. I saw death! My control slipped, and Sy’s rage rose to join mine, urging me to kill Medea brutally.
“You must really be dying for them to share you, Princess Clown,” I said viciously. “But from what I see, Prince Killian treats you like dirt even though you’re a princess. And I wonder why.”
