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Scripts - S7 - Episode 20 (Part 2 of 2)

Chats around the villa (Evan + OG boy or Evan & Vicky), Date with who you married in SMP

&Gym: Evan, {0}

You walk over to the gym to find {0} doing weights, Evan is spotting him.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hey, boys!

{0} drops his weights and both the boys give you their undivided attention.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, {1}. Always a pleasure to see you.

EVAN_HAPPY: That was gonna be my opening line.

{0}_HAPPY: Should’ve spoken up then.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Boys, boys, simmer down.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I didn’t come over here to listen to you bicker.

{0}_HAPPY: You came to watch me work on my abs, obviously.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Actually, I came to see how you’re feeling about tonight.

EVAN_IDLE: Same as before. Worried, but trying to keep my focus on good vibes.

{0}_HAPPY: Which is why he chose to hang out with me.

EVAN_HAPPY: Yeah, that and Travis was unavailable.

{0}_HAPPY: Ouch!

EVAN_HAPPY: In all seriousness I have been nice and distracted.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Until I came over and reminded you about tonight.

EVAN_FLIRTY: Well, yeah. But getting to see you is always a win.

EVAN_HAPPY: Even if you’re reminding me about upcoming dumpings.

{0}_IDLE: I don’t think we need to worry, it’s the couples that need to be stressing.

{0}_IDLE: Especially the newest ones.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, {1}. That was inconsiderate.

Accept his apology

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s cool, don’t worry.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ve already forgotten what you said.

{0}_HAPPY: Appreciate it, {1}.

Acknowledge he might be right

PLAYER_IDLE: You may be right, {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: We’ll find out tonight either way.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I still feel bad for putting my foot in it.

Ignore it

PLAYER_IDLE: What are your plans for the rest of the day?

EVAN_HAPPY: Oh, nothing special. Just living in denial about tonight.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks for skipping over my foot in mouth moment.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Bringing it up kinda undoes the skipping over.

{0}_HAPPY: You’re not wrong.

Disagree

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Nope, you’re way off with that one.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think some of the new couples will be totally fine.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: You’re right. Sorry for my foot in mouth moment.

EVAN_IDLE: If you ask me, not that anyone did, but I’ll power on.

EVAN_EMBARRASSED: The people most likely to get dumped are either single.

EVAN_IDLE: Or people in an annoying couple.

EVAN_IDLE: Single, equals me and {0}.

EVAN_IDLE: Most annoying couple equals who, {0}?

{0}_HAPPY: And you can’t vote for yourself, that’s the easy way out.

Vote for you and Vicky anyway

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m choosing to ignore you, {0}. I’m voting for me and Vicky.

{0}_HAPPY: Boo, no fair.

EVAN_HAPPY: I respect that, {0}.

Bonnie and Travis

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe Bonnie and Travis.

{0}_HAPPY: I get that, there’s something about that Travis guy that’s annoying me.

EVAN_HAPPY: Could it be that he stole your partner?

{0}_HAPPY: Don’t remind me!

{0}_IDLE: I’m surprised you said Bonnie, {1}. I thought you two were close.

{0}_IDLE: Guess I don’t know everything.

EVAN_HAPPY: You definitely don’t know everything.

Uma and {0}

PLAYER_IDLE: Hmm, Uma and {0}.

{0}_IDLE: I totally get that, more Bryson than Uma though.

{0}_IDLE: I don’t find them that annoying to be honest.

EVAN_IDLE: They don’t annoy me.

Daphne and Rafael

PLAYER_IDLE: Daphne and Rafael would be my vote.

{0}_IDLE: Their happy couple energy can be annoying at times.

EVAN_IDLE: I like that they’re so into each other, it’s nice.

{0} and {1}

PLAYER_IDLE: {0} and {1} would be my vote.

EVAN_IDLE: I think they’d get my vote too.

Summer and Joyo

PLAYER_IDLE: Erm, Summer and Joyo could get my vote.

{0}_IDLE: Yeah, I kinda get that.

EVAN_IDLE: I dunno, I think there are more annoying couples than them.

EVAN_HAPPY: But, if we were voting for least annoying person, you’d get my vote, {0}.

EVAN_HAPPY: You’re so easy to talk to and you make me laugh.

EVAN_HAPPY: I think you’re pretty amazing.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Erm, should I leave?

EVAN_HAPPY: I forgot you were here.

{0}_HAPPY: Clearly! I’ll go back to my weights.

{0}_HAPPY: Catch ya later, {1}.

EVAN_HAPPY: I did say I didn’t want to leave anything unsaid, right?

EVAN_HAPPY: So, I hope you stay here until the end.

You too!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I feel the same about you. I hope you stay.

Thanks

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, Evan. Nice of you to say Evan.

Before Evan can respond, {0} shouts over.

{0}_SURPRISED: Erm, hello. I can’t spot myself, you know!

EVAN_HAPPY: Duty calls, catch you later, {0}.

Evan gives you a wave before rushing over to spot {0}.

&Inside: Evan, Vicky

You find Evan and Vicky standing by the entrance.

VICKY_HAPPY: Hey, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hey, Vicky. Hi, Evan.

PLAYER_IDLE: Just wanted to check in and see how you’re doing.

VICKY_SAD: I’m super nervous, not only am I new to the villa, I’m in a new couple too.

VICKY_SAD: I don’t think I’m in the best position right now.

VICKY_SAD: Especially with what’s going on between the two of you.

EVAN_SAD: I won’t pretend I haven’t had the same worries.

EVAN_IDLE: But I don’t see the point of spending potentially my last day here worrying about it.

EVAN_IDLE: Do you think that’s the best plan, {0}?

Great plan, don’t worry

PLAYER_HAPPY: Sounds like a great plan to me, Evan!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Gotta enjoy every second.

EVAN_HAPPY: Love that we’re on the same wavelength, {0}.

That’s a terrible plan

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I think that’s a bad idea, Evan.

EVAN_SAD: I really thought we would’ve been on the same wavelength, {0}.

EVAN_IDLE: I’m still sticking with it, the plan works for me.

I couldn’t say

PLAYER_IDLE: I couldn’t really say Evan.

PLAYER_IDLE: Just do what works for you.

EVAN_IDLE: Guess that’s all I can do.

EVAN_HAPPY: I want to spend the day getting to know everyone more.

VICKY_HAPPY: That sounds a lot more fun than wallowing.

VICKY_IDLE: But I can’t help that my mind keeps going to the dumping.

VICKY_IDLE: I don’t think anyone is safe.

VICKY_IDLE: Even a strong couple could be split up.

EVAN_IDLE: I really don’t think it will be an individual vote.

EVAN_IDLE: Either way, the best thing we can do is stop guessing, it doesn’t help.

EVAN_IDLE: Right, {0}? No more guessing?

Stop guessing

PLAYER_IDLE: I think we should stop guessing.

PLAYER_IDLE: Evan’s right, it doesn’t help.

VICKY_IDLE: Well, I like to think of all the possible outcomes.

EVAN_HAPPY: Sounds like something that could take a while.

VICKY_HAPPY: That’s true and I am feeling pretty hungry.

VICKY_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll eat and then spiral.

Definitely keep guessing

PLAYER_IDLE: I think guess away, what’s the harm in it?

VICKY_IDLE: I agree with {0}.

VICKY_HAPPY: But I’m feeling snacky so I’ll eat first and then I’ll spiral.

EVAN_HAPPY: You know what, food does sound good, I might go grab a bite too.

EVAN_HAPPY: Later, {0}.

VICKY_HAPPY: Bye, {0}.

Vicky and Evan head to the kitchen.

You and the others gather in the kitchen. The double dumping is on everyone’s minds.

Travis gives you a cheeky smile as he leans over quietly.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: Did you learn anything interesting from your chats?

So much!

PLAYER_IDLE: Think everyone has their own theories on who’s in trouble.

PLAYER_IDLE: It was illuminating, put it that way.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Well, we do know one thing for certain, it’s gonna be an eventful night.

Nothing at all

PLAYER_IDLE: Nope, nothing worth mentioning.

TRAVIS_SURPRISED: Really?

TRAVIS_IDLE: I was sure everyone would have things to say about tonight.

I’m not saying

PLAYER_IDLE: There’s nothing I want to share.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Keeping your cards close to your chest?

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s nice to keep some things private.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: I can agree with that.

Suddenly, your phone pings.

BONNIE_SURPRISED: Who got a text?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It was me!

UMA_HAPPY: Read it out!

LITEXT: {0}, for having the best proposal during Snog, Marry, Pie, you have won a date with {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: This is gonna be so much fun, {1}.

It definitely will be!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If I’m going on a date with you, there’s no way we couldn’t have fun.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m glad you feel that way.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t wait.

Let’s wait and see

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s wait and see shall we?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, good idea, don’t want to put too much pressure on it.

{0}_HAPPY: We’ll just see what happens.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Enough chit chat, we need to get you ready.

You and the others gather in the kitchen. The double dumping is on everyone’s minds.

Vicky gives you a cheeky smile as she leans over to ask you something quietly.

VICKY_HAPPY: Did you learn anything interesting from your chats?

So much!

PLAYER_IDLE: Yep, everyone has their own theories on who could be in trouble.

PLAYER_IDLE: {0} is confident she’s not going anywhere.

PLAYER_IDLE: Bonnie is worried she could be dumped.

VICKY_IDLE: Well, we do know one thing for certain, it’s gonna be an eventful night.

Nothing at all

PLAYER_IDLE: Nope, nothing worth mentioning.

VICKY_SURPRISED: Really?

VICKY_IDLE: I was sure everyone would have things to say about tonight.

I’m not saying

PLAYER_IDLE: There’s nothing I want to share.

VICKY_IDLE: Keeping your cards close to your chest?

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s nice to keep some things private.

VICKY_HAPPY: We can agree on that.

Suddenly, your phone pings.

BONNIE_SURPRISED: Who got a text?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It was me!

UMA_HAPPY: Read it out.

LITEXT: {0}, for having the best proposal during Snog, Marry, Pie, you have won a date with {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: This will be so much fun, {1}.

It definitely will be

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If I’m going on a date with you, there’s no way we couldn’t have fun.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m glad you feel that way.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t wait.

Wait and see

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s wait and see shall we?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, good idea. Don’t want to put too much pressure on it.

{0}_HAPPY: Let’s just see what happens.

UMA_HAPPY: Enough chit chat, we need to get you ready.

You and the girls rush inside to get ready for your date.

The girls gather around you to discuss your upcoming date.

UMA_HAPPY: Getting you ready to go on this date is a nice distraction.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Yeah, let’s talk about what you’re gonna wear for your hot date.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: Yeah, let’s talk about what you’re gonna wear for your hot date.

{0}_HAPPY: I don’t want to spoil the surprise.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m gonna go get ready somewhere else. See you for our date, {1}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: See you later, {0}.

UMA_HAPPY: Oh! I know what you should wear tonight, {0}.

UMA_FLIRTY: That great outfit I wanted to steal.

PLAYER_HAPPY: This one?

SUMMER_HAPPY: Ooh, that’s a winner!

SUMMER_HAPPY: {0} won’t be able to look away.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: Ooh, that’s a winner!

DAPHNE_HAPPY: {0} won’t be able to look away.

UMA_HAPPY: Couldn’t agree more, you look amazing, {0}.

UMA_HAPPY: So, what do you think, {0}, are you gonna wear that?

*TRYOUTFIT* I think this is the one!

UMA_HAPPY: 100%, {0}, you look ridiculously good.

SUMMER_HAPPY: I can see why you wanted it, Uma, it’s a look for sure.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: I can see why you wanted it, Uma, it’s a look for sure.

I want to see what else I’ve got

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe I’ll go with this instead.

UMA_IDLE: Are you sure, {0}?

UMA_HAPPY: This could be your final day on Love Island!

UMA_HAPPY: Don’t you want to go all out?

Ok, I’ll try it on again!

SUMMER_HAPPY: You look amazing, {0}.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: You look amazing, {0}.

*TRYOUTFIT* Ok, I have to wear this!

Let me have one more look

Let me see what else I’ve got

I’m happy with this

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m feeling fine in this.

SUMMER_HAPPY: You look great in everything.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: You look great in everything.

UMA_HAPPY: I don’t even have the words to describe how good you look!

UMA_HAPPY: I need to borrow that outfit.

UMA_HAPPY: I don’t even have the words to describe how good you look!

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s do this.

UMA_HAPPY: Before you rush off for your date, we want the deets!

SUMMER_HAPPY: Yeah, where’s your head at, {0}?

DAPHNE_HAPPY: Yeah, where’s your head at, {0}?

I feel good about {0}

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m feeling really good about {0}.

UMA_HAPPY: I love that for you!

{0}_HAPPY: Yeah, you two are so cute together.

{0} tries her best to hide her irritation.

I’m not saying

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Wouldn’t you like to know.

{0}_HAPPY: Oh come on, spill!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Nope!

Not sure

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not sure how I’m feeling.

UMA_IDLE: Today’s been so wild. I’m not surprised.

UMA_HAPPY: I’m sure you’ll still have a good time.

UMA_HAPPY: I wonder what {0} is planning to do on this date?

SUMMER_HAPPY: If it were me, I’d be flirting it up non stop.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: If it were me, I’d want to get to know them even more.

{0}_HAPPY: What’s your plan of action, {1}?

Flirt central

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna flirt like it’s going out of fashion.

SUMMER_HAPPY: That’s what I like to hear, {0}.

SUMMER_HAPPY: I guarantee you’ll have {0} weak in the knees.

UMA_HAPPY: I’d do the same thing, {0}.

BONNIE_HAPPY: It’s gonna be a hot date for sure.

UMA_HAPPY: It’s gonna be a hot date for sure.

Learn more

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want to learn all that I can about, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Build an even deeper connection.

UMA_HAPPY: That’s so sweet, {0}.

DAPHNE_HAPPY: Obviously, I think that’s a good idea, since I’d do the same thing!

No plan

PLAYER_HAPPY: The plan is… there is no plan!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m just gonna wing it and see where it goes.

{0}_HAPPY: The old no plan plan, I kinda like it.

VICKY_HAPPY: That’s exactly what I would do!

You rush out of the villa, ready for your date with {0}.

You join {0} for an idyllic courtyard date with a bottle of bubbles.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m loving the look, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Seriously, that outfit, I’m struggling to concentrate.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What can I say, {0}, I’m a knockout.

{0}_FLIRTY: No lies told, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: I mean, wow, you look stunning.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks.

{0}_HAPPY: With all that’s been going on today, this is just what I needed.

PLAYER_HAPPY: This being?

{0}_HAPPY: A date with a gorgeous girl!

{0} smiles at you from across the table.

{0}_HAPPY: So, {1} how do you think we should kick off this date?

Tell me something about you

PLAYER_HAPPY: Tell me something about you.

{0}_HAPPY: Something like what?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I was talking with the girls earlier and I decided I wanted to have a flirty chat.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: So with that in mind…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Why don’t you tell me a sex position you’ve never tried but always wanted to.

{0}_FLIRTY: Hmm, The Pretzel Dip. But mostly because I like the name!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Sounds delicious. What is it?

{0}_HAPPY: I don’t really know!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Amazing.

{0}_FLIRTY: I love this side of you, {1}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe this side of me will make another appearance.

{0}_FLIRTY: I sure hope so.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I was talking with the girls earlier and I decided I wanted to get to know you more.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So with that in mind…

PLAYER_HAPPY: Why don’t you tell me a story from your childhood.

{0}_HAPPY: When I was twelve I auditioned for a televised talent show.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: No way!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What was your talent?

{0}_HAPPY: If you weren’t obsessed with me before you will be now… it was juggling.

{0}_HAPPY: And it was high stakes, six or seven things up in the air at one time.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Impressive, did you make it onto the show?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Nope, everything landed in the wrong place.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh no!

{0}_HAPPY: No one was hurt! Only my dignity.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Good to know.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Whatever you think I’d want to know.

{0}_HAPPY: When I was twelve I auditioned for a televised talent show.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: No way!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What was your talent?

{0}_HAPPY: If you weren’t obsessed with me before you will be now… it was juggling.

{0}_HAPPY: And it was high stakes, six or seven things up in the air at one time.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Impressive, did you make it onto the show?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Nope, everything landed in the wrong place.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh no!

{0}_HAPPY: No one was hurt, only my dignity.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Good to know.

Make a toast

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think I’ll take a leaf out of your book and go with a toast.

EVAN_FLIRTY: Great minds and all that.

You lift your glass of bubbly and {0} follows your lead.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Cheers to a great date filled with flirting, great banter and of course...

PLAYER_FLIRTY: More flirting.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll cheers to that!

You lift your glass of bubbly and {0} follows your lead.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Cheers to a great date where we can get to know each other better.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And have some great banter of course.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll cheers to that!

You lift your glass of bubbly and {0} follows your lead.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Cheers to a great date, filled with good vibes and good times.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll cheers to that!

You clink your glasses and take a sip of your drinks.

You choose

PLAYER_IDLE: Why don’t you choose?

{0}_HAPPY: Ok, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: Why don’t we start with a toast?

PLAYER_HAPPY: You have a thing for doing toasts on dates don’t you?

EVAN_FLIRTY: If it ain’t broke.

{0} lifts his glass of bubbly and you follow their lead.

{0} lifts her glass of bubbly and you follow their lead.

{0}_HAPPY: Here’s to having an out of this world date with an out of this world girl.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Bit cringe?

A little cringe

PLAYER_HAPPY: Maybe a little, but I’ll still cheers to it.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll take that!

You clink your glasses and take a sip of your drinks.

Not cringe at all

PLAYER_HAPPY: Not cringe at all, I loved it, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Phew, glad to hear it!

You clink your glasses and take a sip of your drinks.

{0}_HAPPY: Feels so good to be here with you.

EVAN_HAPPY: I don’t know if you know this…

EVAN_HAPPY: But I was so nervous on the first date we had, I was worried I was gonna blow it.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really?

EVAN_HAPPY: I’m not as nervous as I was then, but there’s something about you, {0}.

EVAN_EMBARRASSED: You make me lose my cool. I’ve been trying hard to hide it.

Yeah, I can tell

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah I can tell.

EVAN_HAPPY: And there was me thinking I was hiding it well.

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’ll have to up my game.

I had no idea

PLAYER_SURPRISED: I had no idea!

PLAYER_HAPPY: You hide it well.

EVAN_HAPPY: I do try.

EVAN_FLIRTY: Here’s something I don’t want to hide, I’m really happy I’ve gotten another date with you.

EVAN_HAPPY: I’ve always had this feeling there was a connection between us.

EVAN_FLIRTY: And then you chose to marry me, so I knew the feeling I had was spot on.

EVAN_HAPPY: I’m enjoying the opportunity to get to know you, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Good to know.

EVAN_HAPPY: I didn’t know what to expect coming here, I wasn’t sure I’d connect with anyone.

EVAN_HAPPY: Then I met you and, wow.

EVAN_HAPPY: All I can say. My time here has been better than I could have ever expected.

EVAN_IDLE: But I don’t think I’m the only one that feels that way.

EVAN_IDLE: {0} and Travis didn’t seem too chuffed when you chose to marry me.

EVAN_HAPPY: I was definitely picking up on some jealousy there.

EVAN_HAPPY: What do you reckon, {0}. Are they my competition?

They’re both in the running

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Travis more.

PLAYER_IDLE: And I have a lot of history with {0}, those feelings don’t just disappear.

EVAN_IDLE: I totally get that.

EVAN_HAPPY: I’m still confident in our connection though.

EVAN_FLIRTY: All I need is a bit of time and I guarantee I’ll have all your attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How do you plan on getting it?

Only Travis is

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Travis more.

EVAN_IDLE: As long as I’m not out of the picture completely.

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

Only {0} is

PLAYER_IDLE: I have a lot of history with {0}, those feelings don’t just disappear.

EVAN_IDLE: I totally understand.

EVAN_IDLE: As long as I’m not out of the picture completely.

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

You’ve got my sole attention

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Right now, I’m only focusing on you.

EVAN_FLIRTY: You’re making me blush!

EVAN_FLIRTY: I did pick up on the right now phrasing.

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can keep your focus solely on me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

EVAN_FLIRTY: For starters, I’d keep you laughing with my excellent banter.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Excellent?

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’m standing by it, it’s excellent.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ok, what else will you do?

EVAN_FLIRTY: I’ll remind you how amazing you are at every opportunity.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Now’s an opportunity.

Evan leans closer to you.

EVAN_FLIRTY: You are amazing, {0}.

You both take a sip of your drinks and admire the surroundings.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: Even though we shared that incredible night on the daybeds together.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: Note to self. Must get {0} more flowers.

TRAVIS_EMBARRASSED: I was still nervous about choosing to marry you.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: But I’m so glad I went for it.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: I took a gamble marrying you in Snog, Marry, Pie and I’m so glad it paid off.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: There’s no one else I’d rather be on a date with.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Good to hear.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: And judging from Snog, Marry, Pie I’m not the only one that thinks that.

TRAVIS_IDLE: It’s no secret you have options, {0}.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Evan and {0} have made that pretty clear.

TRAVIS_IDLE: You don’t have to tell me. But are you interested in exploring something with them?

Yes, with Evan

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Evan more.

TRAVIS_IDLE: As long as I’m not cut out of the picture completely…

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me anyway.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really, how do you plan on doing that?

Yes, with {0}

PLAYER_IDLE: I have a lot of history with {0}, those feelings don’t just disappear.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Yeah, I get that, {0}.

TRAVIS_IDLE: As long as I’m not out of the picture completely…

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me anyway.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

I’m interested in both of them

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Evan more.

PLAYER_IDLE: And I have a lot of history with {0}, those feelings don’t just disappear.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Yeah, I get that, {0}.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: I’m still confident about our connection though.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: All I need is a bit of time and I guarantee I’ll have all your attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Is that so? How do you plan on getting it?

I’m only into you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Right now, the only option I’m interested in is you.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: That’s very good to hear, {0}.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I did pick up on the right now phrasing.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can keep your focus solely on me though.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

I’d rather not say

PLAYER_IDLE: I’d rather not say.

TRAVIS_IDLE: Fair enough, {0}.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’m just hoping I can show you I’m worth your full focus.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How intriguing, how do you intend to do that?

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: For starters, I’d keep you laughing with my excellent banter.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Excellent?

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’m standing by it, it’s excellent.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ok, what else will you do?

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: I’ll remind you how amazing you are at every opportunity.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Now’s an opportunity.

Travis leans closer to you.

TRAVIS_FLIRTY: You are amazing, {0}.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: After the first night I got to share a bed with you.

TRAVIS_HAPPY: I couldn’t imagine sleeping beside anyone else.

You both take a sip of your drinks and admire the surroundings.

{0}_SAD: After {1} stole you, I was worried that it would push us apart.

{0}_HAPPY: But you chose to spend the night with me, even after that.

{0}_SAD: And I know the next day you had some doubts, but I knew that couldn’t be it for us.

{0}_HAPPY: And then you asked to marry me.

{0}_FLIRTY: I didn’t think things could get any better after that night on the daybeds.

{0}_FLIRTY: I won’t be forgetting that anytime soon.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You should get me flowers more often.

{0}_FLIRTY: Oh, I plan to.

{0}_HAPPY: I was so relieved we hadn’t lost our connection.

PLAYER_IDLE: What about you and {0}?

PLAYER_IDLE: She didn’t seem friendzoned during Snog, Marry, Pie.

{0}_IDLE: There’s nothing between us, {1}. I promise, that’s in the past.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t think of anyone else but you.

{0}_IDLE: You believe me, right?

Of course I do

PLAYER_HAPPY: I believe you, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m happy to hear that.

{0}_IDLE: I didn’t think you’d doubt me after earlier today.

{0}_IDLE: I never would have done that if I was interested in {1}.

Not one word

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t believe you, {0}. Not. One. Word.

{0}_SAD: I’m sorry you feel that way, {1}.

{0}_IDLE: Especially after earlier today.

{0}_IDLE: I never would have done that if I was interested in {1}.

{0}_IDLE: I’ll prove to you, you’re the only person I’m interested in.

{0}_IDLE: I’ll keep putting the work in to prove you’re the only person I’m interested in.

Actions speak louder than words

PLAYER_IDLE: Actions speak louder than words in here, {0}.

{0}_IDLE: You’re not wrong.

{0}_IDLE: It can be hard to know what’s true in here.

{0}_IDLE: But after the time we spent together earlier.

{0}_IDLE: I never would have done it if I was interested in {1}.

{0}_IDLE: I’ll prove to you, you’re the only person I’m interested in.

{0}_IDLE: But I’m going to put the work in to prove you’re the only person I’m interested in.

{0}_IDLE: Tonight’s dumping makes getting this date with you even more special.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah?

{0}_IDLE: I don’t want either of us to leave. But we’ve had a really great ride, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: Our time in Casa Amor was perfect.

{0}_HAPPY: And I wanted it to be smooth sailing all the way.

{0}_IDLE: But {1} didn’t help with that plan.

{0}_IDLE: And neither did {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: I want us to get back to smooth sailing.

{0}_HAPPY: Don’t you want that too, {1}?

Yes, no more drama

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m sooo over the drama!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I just want to have fun and enjoy myself.

{0}_HAPPY: Same here.

I can’t say

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t know what I want.

{0}_IDLE: That’s ok, you don’t have to know.

{0}_HAPPY: Let’s just enjoy the rest of our date.

You both take a sip of your drinks and admire the surroundings.

{0}_SAD: After Vicky stole you, I was so worried it would push us apart.

BONNIE_SAD: But you chose to spend the night with me, even after she stole you.

BONNIE_SAD: And I know the next day you had some regrets, but I just knew that couldn’t be it for us.

BONNIE_HAPPY: And then you asked to marry me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I didn’t think things could get any better after we shared that night on the daybeds.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I won’t be forgetting that anytime soon.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You should get me flowers more often.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Oh I plan to.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I was so relieved we hadn’t lost our connection.

BONNIE_IDLE: Tonight’s dumping makes getting this date with you even more special.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah?

BONNIE_IDLE: I don’t want either of us to leave. But we’ve had a really great ride.

BONNIE_IDLE: Don’t you think, {0}?

It’s been great

PLAYER_HAPPY: We’ve had such an amazing time, Bonnie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wouldn’t change a thing.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I couldn’t agree more.

Not really

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s not been that great.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: That’s told me!

BONNIE_HAPPY: Hopefully this date will make you feel differently.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Our time in Casa Amor was pretty perfect to me.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I wanted it to be smooth sailing all the way.

BONNIE_IDLE: But Vicky didn’t help with that plan.

BONNIE_IDLE: I just want it to be uncomplicated, so we can focus on having fun with each other.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Don’t you want that too, {0}?

Let’s say goodbye to the drama

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m soooo over the drama!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I just want to have fun and enjoy myself.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Same here.

I can’t say

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t know what I want.

BONNIE_IDLE: That’s ok, you don’t have to know.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Let’s just enjoy the rest of our date.

You both take a sip of your drinks and admire the surroundings.

VICKY_HAPPY: I took a gamble marrying you in Snog, Marry, Pie and I’m so glad it paid off.

VICKY_HAPPY: Even though we shared that incredible night on the daybeds together.

VICKY_HAPPY: Note to self. Must get {0} more flowers.

VICKY_EMBARRASSED: I was still nervous about choosing to marry you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really?

VICKY_HAPPY: Yeah! But I’m so glad I went for it.

VICKY_HAPPY: There’s no one else I’d rather be on a date with.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Good to know.

VICKY_HAPPY: And judging from Snog, Marry, Pie I’m not the only one that thinks that.

VICKY_IDLE: It’s no secret you have options, {0}.

VICKY_HAPPY: Throw a stone in this place and it would land on someone who has a thing for you.

VICKY_IDLE: Bonnie and {0} have made it pretty clear they’re open to you.

VICKY_IDLE: You don’t have to tell me…

VICKY_IDLE: But are you interested in exploring something with them?

Me and Bonnie have a connection

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Bonnie more.

VICKY_IDLE: As long as I’m not out of the picture completely, I can deal with it.

VICKY_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me anyway.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really, how do you plan on doing that?

{0} is my day one

PLAYER_IDLE: I have a lot of history with {0}, those feelings don’t just disappear.

VICKY_IDLE: Yeah, I get that, {0}.

VICKY_IDLE: As long as I’m not out of the picture completely, I can deal with it.

VICKY_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can get your focus solely on me anyway.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

I’m interested in both of them

PLAYER_IDLE: I could see myself wanting to get to know Bonnie more.

PLAYER_IDLE: And I have a lot of history with {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: Those feelings don’t just disappear.

VICKY_IDLE: Yeah, I get that, {0}.

VICKY_HAPPY: I’m still confident about our connection though.

VICKY_FLIRTY: All I need is a bit of time and I guarantee I’ll have all your attention.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Is that so? How do you plan on getting it?

I’m only into you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Right now, the only option I’m interested in is you.

VICKY_FLIRTY: That’s very good to hear, {0}.

VICKY_FLIRTY: I did pick up on the right now phrasing.

VICKY_FLIRTY: I’m pretty confident I can keep your focus solely on me though.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? How do you plan on doing that?

I’d rather not say

PLAYER_IDLE: I’d rather not say.

VICKY_IDLE: Fair enough, {0}.

VICKY_FLIRTY: I’m just gonna keep doing what I can to show you what you mean to me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How intriguing, what does that consist of?

VICKY_FLIRTY: For starters, I’ll remind you how amazing you are at every opportunity.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Now’s an opportunity.

Vicky leans closer to you.

VICKY_FLIRTY: You are amazing, {0}.

VICKY_HAPPY: After the first night I got to share a bed with you.

VICKY_HAPPY: I couldn’t imagine sleeping beside anyone else.

You both take a sip of your drinks and admire the surroundings.

{0}_IDLE: I’m sure everyone has asked who you think is in trouble tonight.

{0}_IDLE: Has today changed your mind about who you want to go?

Not even a little

PLAYER_IDLE: Nope, I still think the same people are going.

{0}_SURPRISED: Really?

{0}_IDLE: I’ve changed my mind so many times today.

{0}_IDLE: Not long until you find out if you were right.

I’m seeing things differently now

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, I’ve changed my mind.

{0}_IDLE: I’m not surprised, I’ve changed my mind so many times today.

{0}_IDLE: Look at us, being on the same wavelength, how romantic.

I never knew

PLAYER_IDLE: I actually never really knew who I wanted to go.

{0}_SURPRISED: Really?

{0}_IDLE: I’ve always known…

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Actually, I’ve changed my mind a few times.

PLAYER_IDLE: What do you think is happening back at the villa?

{0}_IDLE: Other than everyone continuing to speculate about tonight?

{0}_HAPPY: Grafting, grafting and ermmm, more grafting!

PLAYER_IDLE: If you’re here {0} won’t be grafting anyone.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not even remotely interested in what’s happening at the villa.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m only interested in you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’d love to stay out here a little longer and chat some more.

{0}_FLIRTY: What do you say, {1}, do you wanna stay here and talk some more?

*I want to stay and talk

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I was in no hurry to leave.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s music to my ears, {1}.

We should get back

PLAYER_IDLE: We should probably get back.

{0}_FLIRTY: Are you sure?

{0}_HAPPY: This could be our final night here.

{0}_HAPPY: Don’t you want to spend as much time alone as we can?

*I do

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re right, we should take advantage of this alone time.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s music to my ears, {1}.

Nah, I think we should leave

PLAYER_IDLE: We really should get back.

{0}_IDLE: Ok, {1}. I should probably get my stuff organised, just in case.

{0}_FLIRTY: It means a lot that you wanted to stay with me a bit longer.

{0}_HAPPY: Today’s been a lot, but every time I’ve been with you I’ve felt a whole lot better.

{0}_HAPPY: You make me feel at ease and it’s so easy for me to open up around you.

{0}_HAPPY: I hope I make you feel the same.

We’re on the same page

PLAYER_HAPPY: You do! I feel so comfortable around you, like I could tell you anything.

{0}_HAPPY: You can tell me anything, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: I want to know everything there is to know about you.

Quite the opposite

PLAYER_IDLE: You don’t, {0}.

{0}_SAD: That’s disappointing.

{0}_IDLE: Hopefully I can change that.

You’re getting there

PLAYER_IDLE: You’re certainly getting closer, {0}.

{0}_IDLE: Hopefully I can keep doing that.

{0}_FLIRTY: These things can take time.

{0}_HAPPY: I appreciate how honest you are.

{0}_HAPPY: I love that we’re on the same page.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s one of the many reasons why my head isn’t turning for anyone else.

PLAYER_IDLE: How can you be so sure?

{0}_FLIRTY: Other than the simple fact there’s no one else I’d rather be sitting across from?

{0}_FLIRTY: You light up a room, you know how to have a good time, you make me laugh.

{0}_FLIRTY: {1}, you make my heart go a mile a minute.

{0}_HAPPY: That actually reminds me of a funny story.

PLAYER_HAPPY: A funny story involving miles? Can it really be true?

{0}_HAPPY: I think you’ll find it can be.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the 10 outta 10 hot boy you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the cool, calm, collected guy you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always this alluring man of mystery you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the suave guy you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the easy going Adonis you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the alluring artist you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the confident snack of a woman you see before you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wasn’t always the enticing banter queen you see before you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Surely that can’t be true?!

{0}_HAPPY: Your sarcasm has been noted and ignored.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Will you be getting to the point sometime soon?

{0}_IDLE: It was secondary school. Sports day.

{0}_IDLE: The 100 metre sprint was my sport of choice.

PLAYER_IDLE: Are there any miles in this story?

{0}_IDLE: No, I just wanted to tell this story and needed some sort of bridging.

{0}_HAPPY: As I was saying, it was sports day and winning was on my mind.

{0}_HAPPY: There were a few of us in the race, but my sole competition was Morgan.

{0}_HAPPY: Morgan had been beating me for years, this was my moment to turn the tables.

{0}_HAPPY: We lined up at the starting blocks. The whistle blew and we were off.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m sure you can guess what happened next.

You lost, by a lot?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Something tells me you lost, but an embarrassing amount?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I wish I could tell you you’re wrong…

{0}_HAPPY: And I can, because I won. My feet barely touched the ground.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I guess congratulations are in order.

{0}_HAPPY: I can still see the look on Morgan’s face.

{0}_HAPPY: Utter despair.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I don’t know if I’d describe this as a funny story?

{0}_HAPPY: You’re right, it’s a story of victory.

You won by a landslide?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Something tells me you won, by an impressive amount?

{0}_IDLE: Technically, I was the victor.

{0}_HAPPY: My feet barely touched the ground, I was flying through the air.

{0}_HAPPY: I crossed that finish line like there was a million pounds waiting on the other side.

PLAYER_IDLE: So, what’s with the technically?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Well... turns out I false started and I was quickly disqualified.

{0}_HAPPY: In my heart though, I’m still a winner.

{0} laughs at the memory.

PLAYER_HAPPY: At least you can laugh about it.

I can’t guess

PLAYER_IDLE: I couldn’t possibly guess, please spill the beans.

{0}_IDLE: Well, {1}, technically, I was the victor.

{0}_HAPPY: My feet barely touched the ground, I was flying through the air.

{0}_HAPPY: I crossed that finish line like there was a million pounds waiting on the other side.

PLAYER_IDLE: So, what’s with the technically?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Well... turns out I false started and I was quickly disqualified.

{0}_HAPPY: In my heart though, I’m still a winner.

{0} laughs at the memory.

PLAYER_HAPPY: At least you can laugh about it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You feel like having a race now?

{0}_FLIRTY: My racing days are over. There is something I’d like to do now though.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh, what’s that?

{0}_FLIRTY: Right now there’s nothing I’d rather do than kiss you.

Kiss like it’s your last chance

You stand up and walk towards {0}’s side of the table.

She stands and meets you halfway.

As you wrap your arms around her neck, her arms go around your waist.

Your bodies come together and your eyes close as your lips meet.

This feeling is beyond simple passion, you find yourself lost in a wave of euphoria.

You cling to each other not wanting this moment to end, the softness of her lips against yours is perfection.

You bring the passionate kiss to a close and look at each other. A satisfied smile on {0}’s face.

He stands and meets you halfway.

As you wrap your arms around his neck, his arms go around your waist.

Your bodies come together and your eyes close as your lips meet.

This feeling is beyond simple passion, you find yourself lost in waves of euphoria.

You cling to each other not wanting this moment to end, the softness of his lips against yours is perfection.

You bring the passionate kiss to a close and look at each other. A satisfied smile on {0}’s face.

Gentle peck

You stand up and walk towards {0}’s side of the table.

She stands and meets you halfway. As you wrap your arms around her neck, her arms go around your waist.

Your bodies come together and your eyes close as you place a gentle, but passionate kiss on {0}’s lips.

You pull away from {0} and look into her eyes.

He stands and meets you halfway. As you wrap your arms around his neck, his arms go around your waist.

Your bodies come together and your eyes close as you place a gentle, but passionate kiss on {0}’s lips.

You pull away from {0} and look into his eyes.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we should leave it there.

A hug is fine

You stand up and walk towards {0}’s side of the table.

She stands and meets you halfway. As you wrap your arms around her neck, her arms go around your waist.

You let yourself melt into her warm embrace.

You finally pull away from {0} and look into each other's eyes.

He stands and meets you halfway. As you wrap your arms around his neck, his arms go around your waist.

You let yourself melt into his warm embrace.

You finally pull away from {0} and look into each other's eyes.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we should leave it there.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t imagine having this experience without you, {1}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: The day I met you I knew you’d be the one I’d go to the final with.

{0}_HAPPY: We might have had some uncertain moments, but it’s always been you, {1}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Sorry if that was too intense.

It’s a bit much

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: That was a bit TMI.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, I worried it might be.

{0}_IDLE: But I just wanted you to know, in case I go tonight.

I’m so glad you told me!

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s so sweet! I love that you shared that with me.

{0}_HAPPY: Phew! I was worried you’d think it was a bit much.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: In fact, I’m looking forward to all the other nice things you’ll say about me.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m happy we got to spend this time together, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: Definitely feel even closer to you now.

With the date over, the two of you head back into the villa.

You and {0} are chatting happily about your date as you cross the lawn.

{0}_IDLE: It’s so quiet, everyone must be inside.

{0}_IDLE: You’d think they’d be here to get the gossip on the date.

{0}_HAPPY: I guess they’re not as nosey as I thought.

You and {0} are suddenly stopped in your tracks as you notice two figures in the garden.

They appear to be getting intimate, as one of them straddles the other.

You and {0} stand open-mouthed as you realise the figure on top is Uma.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Is that Uma?!

{0}_SURPRISED: It is, and that is not {1} she’s straddling!

NARRATOR: I know what we’re all thinking, what a scandal!

NARRATOR: But for all we know Uma’s straddling might have a completely innocent explanation…

NARRATOR: Like there was a really strong gust of wind and that straddle was the only thing keeping her from being whisked away…

NARRATOR: Nah, I don’t buy it either. This just might go from a Double Dumping to a quadruple!

NARRATOR: Find out next time if Uma and her late night lover can talk their way out of this one.

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bunny-lou · 3 years

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Can you write a hevie fic where gil n harry needs tutoring for their chemistry class and evie helps them, but she has her attention on harry more than gil.

This has been sitting in my inbox for well over a year. Sorry it took me so long to get to @lumbarilion! I hope it's worth the wait :)

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Auradon is very nice if you ask Gil. Which most people never do - ask him, that is. But that's okay because he likes to say what he's thinking. He likes to hear what other people are thinking too. They have big beds and warm food and grass that is soft under his feet. Auradon has really nice people too - like their counselors and the tourney team and Evie.

Evie is really really nice.

Uma didn't like it that Gil and Harry were spending so much time with one of Mal's crew at first, but she came around. Now, she and Mal even spend time together - making art and going into town. Sometimes they even hold hands and that makes Gil happy because he likes for Uma to be happy.

Evie likes to hold hands too, but only with Harry.

There's a chemistry book on the table in front of them. Evie is seated in between Gil and Harry, her hand resting on Harry's wrist. There's a lot of colors in the book and the pages are shiny and clean. This book is about the periodic table of elements, which are the things that make up everything else, even Gil.

"Ya must be made of copper and tellurium," Harry tells Evie as he points to two squares on the pages. "Because ya're CuTe."

Evie laughs and swats at him. "That's awful, where did you get that from?"

"I asked Doug for some pointers."

"Are you replacing me as your chemistry tutor?"

Harry places a hand to his chest. "Never!"

"No way!" Gil agrees and pats Evie's shoulder. "You're the best tutor ever, Evie."

She turns and bats her eyes at him. "Well thank you Gil. I'm lucky I have such eager students." She turns back to Harry and makes a face Gil can't see.

"I'm eager for a lot." Harry tells her with raised eyebrows.

Gil taps at the book. "So these guys at the beginning, these are the... Alky metals?"

"Alkali metals," Evie corrects gently. "There are the highly reactive metals."

"I'm a bit highly reactive mahself."

Evie giggles at Harry and tosses her hair over her shoulder. "You're more like an exothermic reaction." She leans closer to his face. "Because your spreading hotness everywhere."

"And the opposite is the..." Gil places a finger to his lips, "endothermic reaction...which is when heat is taken in, right?"

"Excellent Gil!"

"Atta boy Gilly!"

He grins at both of their praises. No one was ever this nice on the Isle, none of them were allowed to be. Now in Auradon, Evie and even Harry are nicer to Gil because that's okay here.

"Man, when I finally take a chemistry class, I'm going to do so good in the class!"

Evie cocks her head. "You're not in a chemistry class right now?"

Gil shakes his head. "No, I'm still in the general science class. That and algebra and chivalry and history of Auradon. I should take chemistry next year though." He puffs his chest out proudly. "I wanted to start studying now so I can show Fairy Godmother and Mr. Hamada how smart I am."

"Oh Gil, that's so sweet." Evie pats his arm, but it's different than when she touches Harry. "All of teachers are so proud of how far you have all come. They're all amazed by Isle kids."

"Good. Because you and Harry and Uma and Mal and Jay and Carlos and Dizzy and Celia and Squeaky and Sq-."

"We're all smart, Gilly." Harry grins at him. "We'll be upstaging these Auradon kids in no time."

"But if you don't have a chemistry class right now, how about you let Harry and I study, just the two of us?" Evie asks with a smile. "That way he and I can focus on...his chemistry homework together.

"It may not be homework," Harry rests his chin on her shoulder, "but it'll definitely be chemistry between us."

Gil feels just the smallest bit of sadness in his chest. Evie's right, Gil should let them study since Harry actually has to pass a class, he just wishes he could spend more time with both of them. "Okay, I'll go for a run or something." Because even if he's sad about not spending time with them right now, he still likes sunlight and warm air and the smell of fresh cut grass.

"And you can come join chemistry club with me!" Evie squeaks and claps her hands. "We meet every Thursday, Doug and Carlos are a part of it too, we'd love to have you!"

"Chemistry club?" Gil perks his head up. That sounds like fun. "Can Harry and Uma come too?"

"Of course!" Evie grabs his hand. "It's open for everyone."

Gil grins. "Cool! I can't wait."

Harry grins right back at him. "How about ya go find Jay for some tourney fun while Evie and I study?" He nuzzles Evie's cheek. "I hear chemists like to do it on the table periodically."

#hevie #harvie #harry hook #evie descendants #gil descendants #lumbarilion #descendants fanfiction #my writing #filled request

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fangirlfics · 4 years

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What a Pirate part 2 (Harry Hook x reader)

summary: The vk’s come back to the isle in hopes of bringing Mal back home, then they find out about y/n and Harry’s relationship.

word count: 1,243

1st part here

So after the whole incident of Harry taking y/n’s bracelet, this ‘stealing’ from each other became a thing. y/n had gotten her bracelet back, but that wasn’t the end. Whenever Harry gave her back whatever he had taken, he’d always take something else in it’s place. It was a never ending cycle-of course y/n had to pay Harry’s price to get her missing things back, and Harry being Harry always asked for the same thing-a kiss.

y/n at first thought that Harry was just messing with her, but why would someone repeatedly take your things and only return them for a kiss? Yeah it was weird. However she didn’t exactly mind-in fact she enjoyed seeing Harry quite a bit, probably more than she should for her own good-he was a flirt and a pirate and even worst-the enemy of her friends. But being around him made her happy and she didn’t really feel lonely anymore. She loved their chats and strolls-to say she was head over heels was an understatement.

Harry stood in front of y/n, his usual grin on his face as he dangled an earning that he had taken yesterday from his hook. “Ye know the price lass.” He teased from her doorway.

“Wh-how did you even get in here?” y/n asked, quickly turning around.

“I have my ways. Now what about our trade?“ He asked softly. Approaching her slowly he held his hook up to her, she smiled taking her earring back and Harry leaned in to kiss her softly, just as always. “Oh I got ye somethin...swiped it from a table when the seller wasn’t looking.” Harry told the girl after pulling away, y/n tilted her head in question and watched as he pulled a necklace from his pocket with a smile, he handed it over for her to see. The necklace had a thin silver chain connecting to a small shiny silver hook. y/n smiled down at the necklace looking up at the boy,

“You’re really obsessed with hooks, you know that?” y/n asked with a small giggle. “Thank you.” She added, attaching it around her neck. “I love it.” That made Harry smile a genuine smile-one of the ones that were oh so rare. “Wanna walk around the block?” y/n asked Harry and he agreed.

It was pretty dark and most people were in their homes, leaving the foggy streets empty. But as always, Auradon was in the distance and right now in the dark it was easy to spot it in all it’s bright glory. y/n took a moment to marvel at the view as always. ��What’re ye thinking about?” Harry asked the girl, he slipped his hand into hers as they started their walk.

y/n shrugged, “just thinking about what Auradon must be like.” She said, “It’s just-it looks so beautiful from here, I can only imagine what it actually looks like there. Plus...my friends are there and sometimes I wonder what they’re up to.”

“You still miss them?”

“Of course, they’re the only family I’ve ever really had.” She told him, “after they left it just wasn’t been the same...but...” she turned to face the pirate with a happy smile “then I met you...I mean I already knew who you were but I probably wouldn’t have ever really known you if they had stayed here. Anyway they’re probably happy in Auradon. Plus, I still have Carlos’s pocket watch to give back so, I’ll see them again...some day.”

“That pocket watch I stole from you is Carlos’s?” Harry asked glancing down at the girl.

“Yeah he gave it to me before leaving, he said to keep it until he came back. You know, like a promise that he’d be back and wouldn’t completely forget about me.” The two continued to talk about whatever came up as they approached y/n’s place again, then there was the sound of hushed voices coming from the stairs leading up to her door, but whoever was there was hidden under the shadows.

“Another thief?” y/n asked under her breath, annoyed “that’s twice this week.” Harry took a step in front of the girl in a protective manner when the person at the top of the slid down the railing. Wait was that Jay? He looked up-spotting Harry and narrowed his eyes.

“Alright Hook, what’d you do to y/n?”

“Jay?” y/n asked-stepping out from behind Harry much to Jay’s surprise. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked between y/n and Harry.

“Wait, he didn’t kidnap you?“ He asked, approaching her and she did the same.

“What! No!“ She answered with an equal amount of confusion.

“You’re ok?“ Jay asked, putting a hand on her shoulder and forearm, inspecting her face for any sign of injury.

“Jay I’m fine...what are you doing here?”

“y/n!“ y/n looked back up to her staircase just in time to see Carlos jump off halfway down, he didn’t hesitate to throw his arms around her in what seemed to be excitement and relief.

“Carlos!” She returned the hug as he laughed, spinning her around all.

“It’s so good to see you!” They both exclaimed at the same time.

“y/n!”

“Evie!”

Jay cleared his throat, cutting the reunion short as the three looked his way-just now noticing that Harry was standing there. “What’s he doing here?” Carlos asked, getting defensive as he put his arms out to block y/n and Evie.

“Did he hurt you?” Evie asked the girl, putting her hands on the girl’s shoulders.

“No, Jay asked the same thing. What’s going on? Where’s Mal?”

“Mal went to talk to Uma.” Evie explained.

“What?”

“Because he kidnapped Ben.” Carlos explained, nodding to Harry with a glare.

“He wha-you kidnapped the king?” y/n asked turning towards Harry.

“Well when ye say it like that-”

“We came back to bring Mal back home and Uma’s crew took Ben, we came to get your help.”

“My help?”

“Yeah.” Carlos told her, “and to bring you with us. You’ve been alone here.”

“She’s not that alone, she’s got me.“ Harry said, making the three VK’s turn.

“What’d you say?” Jay asked, about to pounce y/n put her hand on his shoulder and he backed down.

“y/n what is he talking about?“ Evie questioned, “y/n are you together?“ She look horrified.

“Oh so you can put two and two together!“ Harry said, with mock enthusiasm. “Took ye long enough.“

“What!?“ Carlos asked just as mortified, “y/n he’s not good for you.“

“Listen to Carlos y/n.“ Jay told her, still holding his defensive stance.

“Well...“ Harry said, looking between the three VK’s with amusement “I really must be goin now. Bye y/n.“ He said waving before spinning around slowly and walking away.

“How did you even end up with him? He’s part of Uma’s crew!“ Evie whispered to her y/n with wide eyes as Jay and Carlos looked at her.

“It’s kind of a long story...“

“I-“ Evie began to say but Jay‘s look made her stop.

“Right now we just need to focus on getting Ben back.” Jay told the three, Carlos and Evie nodded. “y/n, can you help us?”

y/n looked between the three of them then back to where Harry had disappeared to, “sure.” She sighed, crossing her arms. “Why not?”

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descendantofthesparrow · 4 years

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commission work - two part- Harry Hook x Reader - Happily Ever After - p1

@musicarose

You woke to cries from the other room, your eyes snapping open. you sat up quickly, blearily looking to the clock on your nightstand, the red lights glowing brightly.

3:15 am

You sniffed, before noticing the cries had stopped, your husband stepping through the bedroom door moments later with your daughter in his arms.

“hey” he whispered hoarsely, the eyeliner smudged around his eyes, making him look even more tired than he was “did she wake yeh?” you hummed and held out your arms, making harry laugh as he walked over to your side of the bed and carefully placed Arella into your arms.

He leaned a little farther and pressed his lips to yours, smiling as he did so “love you lass” he whispered, leaning back and walking around to his side, pulling back his sheets and laying down next to you, laying his head on your lap and cooing up at Arella.

“love you too Harry” you whispered back, kissing Arella’s forehead and leaning back on your pillows with her on your chest, harry staying on your thighs as he stared up at you and Arella with pure love in his eyes.

He still couldn’t believe that he had this, a happily ever after like he was so often told he would never have, because villains didn’t get them.

He was happy, truly happy, he had a beautiful wife and child, with plans for another in about a year, and a big house by the sea, with his own ship (which was a wedding gift from Ben that was more a boat than a ship).

He was nothing like his father, and it was his proudest achievement.

He still remembered the day he met you

He felt his heartbeat loudly as he stared at the (h/c) girl standing next to the brown-haired girl. He swallowed harshly as he heard her voice, it sounded like music to his ears.

What was going on with him?!? He had never felt this way before. Gil looked at him confused as he stared at the girl.

“oh! Aww Ha-“ Harry smacked Gil's shoulder quickly.

“shut the hell up Gil” he muttered darkly, feeling heat creep up his cheeks as he forced his eyes away from her.

He needed to focus.

“hi!” Harry jumped slightly as someone spoke up behind him, he spun around, jaw-dropping slightly as he locked eyes with you “Harry right? We met during the whole…..Audrey fiasco”

You held out your hand, smiling brightly at him, he nervously took your hand, feeling heat creep up his cheeks again. “aye that would be me, and I heard jane call yeh…(y/n)?”

“yep that’s me!” you released his hand, tilting your head adorably, making him mentally scream from it. “I was wondering if you would like to dance?”

“u-um yes!” he squeaked, smiling nervously as you took his once more outstretched hand and dragged him onto the dance floor.

Was this what all those princes and princesses were talking about?

And that set off a whirlwind of events that set his life on the right track, to this day he still got butterflies when he looked into your eyes. And now there was another little light to his life.

His amazing little Arella, who had his eyes and her mother's face and hair. The little girl turned in her mother's arms, her ocean blue eyes staring into his matching ones.

“Hello little love” he cooed, leaning up and kissing her cheek, little happy gurgles coming from her. “yeh just wanted some love didn’t yeh?” you chuckled, knowing as soon as harry had picked her up she had stopped crying.

“go grab some barriers” harry pouted not wanting to leave but obeyed, sitting up and going to the closest, grabbing some baby bed barriers so Arella wouldn’t roll off the bed.

You watched as harry popped the barriers in place, smirking as the light from the moon illuminated his back and arm muscles.

“yer staring~” he teased, smirking at you from over his shoulder. You pouted and rolled your eyes.

“what? I cant stare at my husband?” you teased back, still loving the fact you could call him that.

You looked down at your left hand, giggling as Arella started to try to take the red ruby ring off your finger, you gently pried her hands off, kissing her fingers lightly as you admired the rings.

Your engagement ring was Harrys mother’s, while your wedding ring was a carved golden band with some protection engravings from uma.

Your eyes drifted off, locking on your wedding photo, harry lifting you in a high princess hold, looking up at you as if you were his world, while you looked down at him, pure love and happiness in your eyes.

And then 9 months later arella was born.

…yeah you and harry got pretty busy after the wedding. But anyway back to the main story.

Harry cracked his neck as he stood and walked back over to his side of the bed, laying down properly next to you, quickly kissing your cheek and blowing a raspberry on Arellas cheek.

She let out a loud giggle and reached out for him, you set her between his shoulder and chest and shuffled down to lay next to them, hiking your leg over Harry's hips.

“yeh know, chad told me I would hate a clingy girl but honestly im livin’ meh best life” harry joked, his free hand stroking your leg.

“remind me to kick his butt tomorrow” you sleepily muttered, smiling as Arella yawned and clutched onto your finger.

“yes, ma’am” Harry chuckled, kissing Arella's forehead and closing his eyes.

“Reports have come in about the jolly roger, it is said that captain hook has returned to wreak havoc on neverland and by extension Auradon, we suggest you keep all doors and windows locked until we find him” harry sighed, fingers twitching nervously as he thought of his father running around loose in auradon.

He feared for his wife and child. He sighed, sipping at his water and numbly looking back at the screen.

soon the news switched, to the anniversary of the joining of the isle and Auradon.

Ben was one screen, Mal behind him on his left while Uma stood a couple of feet back on his right, Evie next to her.

“on this day 4 years ago, we finally let down the isle border and reunited our people. And I am proud to say that we have lived well together, the people of the isle finally living without starvation and poverty, and the people of Auradon finally overlooking our prejudice-“

Harry zoned out at that moment, hearing your footsteps from behind him, small wining noises along with your soft speech.

He turned, smiling as he caught sight of you holding Arella, the little babe snuggled into your shoulder, fist in her mouth.

“morning love” he hummed, leaning up for a kiss from you.

“morning” you chirped, handing Arella to Harry and grabbing her breakfast. “so are we still planning on going to the party tonight”

“aye, CJ offered to watch Arella n stuff so we should be good ta go” harry crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out, Arella bursting out in laughter and making grabby hands at him.

“aww…I love yeh my little princess” he hummed, kissing her forehead and holding her close.

You smiled to yourself as you heard him talk to your little girl, god, you were so lucky meeting and marrying this handsome pirate.

You invited the rest of the vks to chill in your house for a small bit. Uma, Gil, Mal, Ben, Evie, Jay, Carlos, and dude following you inside.

As you walked up the steps, you felt a cold chill run down your spine.

The front door window was smashed open. You looked to harry for a split second before rushing to the door, it was unlocked, you slammed it open calling for CJ.

“CJ?!” you heard slightly whimpers coming from upstairs, you heard harry gasp, looking to the wall, you saw one carved long line leading up the stairs.

Someone had run a blade on the wall as they stalked upstairs.

“CJ WHERES ARELLA!” you screamed, running upstairs, almost tripping over multiple pictures that had been tossed on the ground.

“CJ-“ you looked up, CJ was laying on the ground, a couple of feet away from Arellas room, a large cut on her face.

“CJ!” you kneeled next to her, sighing in slight relief as she only had some bruises on top of her cut.

“wheres-what happened” you stressed, helping her sit up.

“da….da he broke in and-and Arella was screaming an-“ CJs voice broke, glassy eyes looking to the broken door of Arellas room.

You let out a choked sob, standing quickly and joining harry in Arellas room, falling to your knees as she was nowhere in sight, her pillow and bed ripped up, her precious octopus plushie torn to pieces.

“NO!” you screamed, sobbing into your hands, hearing harry fall to his knees next to your and tugging you into his chest, his own tears falling into your hair.

“NO!”

Harry grit his teeth, his old isle rage coming back full force.

His father wouldn’t survive this.

He would make sure of that.

--end of part 1--

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darling-i-read-it · 5 years

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Dinner Second

Dan Torrance x reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: smut, age gap (reader is in college and legal)

Author’s Note: I am in LOVE with Dan Torrance and AGE GAPS and UGH I just loved his request and you were so nice so I hope this is kind of what you were looking for

Requested: by anon, HELLO DARLING I HOPE YOURE WELL I LOVE ALL YOUR FICS AMD YOUR SMUTS WERE VERY GOOD DO YOU MIND IF I REQUEST A DAN TORRANCE AGE GAP (nothing creepy obviously lmao) SMUT LIKE DANS LIKE “lol I’m old tho” and y/n is like “lol nah you’re hot”

Summary: the request!

Genre: smut

(not my gif) (all the gifs where he holds the axe are like 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤)

It was really hot. You couldn’t put your finger on why because the sun was covered by the clouds and the air conditioning was on but you were sweating through your thin layer shirt. It wasn’t obvious yet, the shirt was jet black but you were hot. You stood outside Abra’s house, waiting for Dan to say his goodbyes and grab you a water. You were in the doorway, just between the two different temperatures.

“Yes Abra we will. Thanks sweetheart,” he said kindly, taking the bottle of water from her and confirming the dates for you and him to come over next. You hoisted yourself off the door frame and walked in, covering the distance between you and your water for him. The two of you lived in the same town a ways away from where Abra lived so you usually came together to see her and hang out.

You used to be her babysitter when you were in high school and she was just a toddler. You were in college now and had moved in right next to her new friend. You and Dan had grown pretty close in the long car rides to and from her house. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for the older man. You had known him for a little over a year now and had yet to tell him about your feelings but you were pretty sure at least Abra knew. It wasn’t hard to tell.

“Thank you Danny,” you said with a kind smile.

“‘Course. Ready to hit the road?” he asked and you nodded, swiping a bit of sweat off your forehead. It must have been the humidity. Definitely wasn’t your feelings getting the better of you.

“Born ready. Even fixed the passenger window so it opens again!” you exclaimed. He raised his eyebrows.

“About damn time. Come on, bye Abra!” he called back and got in the driver's seat of the car. You had driven there and it was only fair he drive back. You waved goodbye to Abra and she waved one back before you got in the passenger seat. The ride was only about 45 minutes but the second you got in you slipped off your flats and put your feet on your dashboard.

Dan started the car without another word. You were gazing out the window, one of Dan's old CDs playing through the stereo. You both had the windows down and didn’t speak until about 20 minutes in.

“You want me to stop to get food first? Or just mine,” he asked. You shrugged and turned to him.

“You have food at yours right? Can I stay a bit?” Sometimes you spent a few hours over and ate and talked. As you said before, good friends. Close friends. He nodded, running a hand through his hair. He had taken off the overcoat and was just left in his cuffed flannel. You tried not to think about his arms but it was hard.

“Yeah, I think I’ve got some leftovers.” You nodded with a smile. You started to ask him about a movie you had just seen and chatted peacefully over the music.

“No way was Pulp Fiction worse than Kill Bill! That just isn’t logic,” you said as you walked into his little room. You threw your jacket on a chair.

“Having the revenge story in Kill Bill made it more enjoyable and I stand by my statement,” he said with a small laugh. You shake your head, a playful smile and ready to fight for the movie when you turned and just so happened to be right in front of him. You hadn’t even noticed how close you were until then.

“Hi,” you whispered, the playful grin remaining. You felt bold but not bold enough to just out right kiss him. You thought about it though. You really thought about it.

“Hello,” he breathed. You didn’t move to step forward or backward. You didn’t move at all. You were pretty sure you were holding your breath. There was a moment more of silence before you saw him move back a tad. Just a little.

You snapped out of it and turned around, away from him to hide your blush.

“I thought that the Mia Wallace storyline was good though,” you said quickly. You turned back around when you thought you could face him again but he still seemed to be in some sort of trance.

“Maybe we should just agree we like Uma Thurman,” he concluded, looking at his hands. You took a deep breath.

“Danny I really wanna kiss you,” you whispered. It was like all of the air in the room had been replaced with tension. You wanted to take it back right away when he didn’t say anything after a second. But then he broke the silence.

“Y/N are you sure you don’t want to kiss someone your own age?” He didn’t give off the energy that he was rejecting you but instead that he was ashamed that he wanted to kiss you too. You fed off that.

“No, I wanna kiss you.” With more confidence you stepped forward, making him look at you with a finger under his chin. You fluttered your fingers down his neck slowly and softly.

“Y/N…”

“Tell me you don’t want it too Dan. Tell me and I’ll stop,” you promised. You locked eyes with him. Yours in his piercing blue. You almost forgot what you were talking about, staring into those eyes. But your hands explored his bare skin, his neck and then down to his hands.

“Are you sure it’s what you want?” he murmured. Your hands stopped on his, intertwining your fingers. You looked down at them and then back in his eyes, smiling.

“Yes.” He kissed you. There was such hunger behind the kiss that you would have fallen backward if his other hand wasn’t immediately on your back. He let go of your hand to finger the hem of your shirt. You were already working on his buttons. You pulled away to look at them, to focus to get it off him faster.

You managed to take it off him and he took off the white undershirt without your assistance. While he did that you slipped off your shirt as well, happy to be rid of it. His lips were back on yours, kissing you feverishly. You moaned and he let you fall easily on his bed, cradelling you as you fell back. One of his hands moved up to take off your bra and fondle your breasts which earned a gasp from you. He seemed to enjoy that and broke the kiss to leave sloppy kisses on your neck and chest.

“Oh Danny,” you moaned, hands finding their way to his hair. You tugged at the strands and he looked up, moving away just enough so that his hands could undo the belt buckle and slip your jeans and underwear off. You weren’t prepared for him to delve right in but were so glad he did.

“Oh sweetheart,” he said huskily, sound muffled by him being between your legs. You squirmed as his tongue swirled around, hitting you in just the right spots. Just as you were about to climax he pulled away. You whine was stifled by him kissing you again. You worked at his belt, allowing him to kick his pants.

“I need you,” you whispered against his lips and he nodded, hoisting you further up the bed so your whole body was on it. He intertwined your fingers above your head and with the other hand he positioned himself in front of you. He slowly moved forward and you heard a grunt which made you gasp.

“Dan.” He pushed himself further inside of you, allowing you time to adjust and then started a rhythm. You were already sensitive and your climax came quickly as he moved, hitting you in all the right spots. It didn’t take him long either, obviously still excited from the kiss and rush of the moment.

You both held your breaths and there was a moment of pure flying as you came together, your free arm around his neck and your hands still intertwined. He gave a few more thrusts and then pulled out.

He collapsed beside you on the bed, fingers no longer together.

“Wow,” you whispered. “You aren’t bad old man.” He laughed lowly and you turned on your side, tracing a pattern into his bare chest, relishing in the feel of him under your skin.

“I don’t do that often,” he told you. You raised an eyebrow.

“Which part?” He shook his head.

“The whole thing. I should have taken you out to dinner first.” You rolled your eyes and gave him a soft kiss.

“There's always time.”

“You wanna go to dinner?”

“I am kind of hungry.” He smiled and you smiled in response to his smile.

“Few more minutes. I wanna look at you like this some more,” he whispered breathily. You flushed and ran a hand through his messy hair.

“Done Torrance.”

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cartoonfangirl1218 · 3 years

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Winner’s Curse Ch. 27

The Coven was invading tomorrow.

But if all went well, they were going to bring them down tonight.

After Jay attacked Antiquam, they realized they could not keep their cover of staying in the Coven. Jay, Aziz, and her headed out to Uma’s ship for hiding when Antiquam inevitably revealed that Jay was no longer hypnotized.

Though dangerous, Jade, Uma and Calix stayed as Antiquam wouldn’t be able to prove that Jay had any help from breaking Jafar’s control. So they still had their own infiltraitors in the Coven.

At that point, it seemed like they were on the sidelines. The sidelines of an impending disaster that they could do nothing to stop. Literally as they still had no tangible plan to stop the Coven.

Then Celia, the shadow man’s youngest daughter who hadn’t been in the loop for most of their infiltrating and espionage troubles, came up with a brilliant plan.

It was obvious in hindsight. Villains were paranoid because they expected backstabbing. But until Celia had suggested it, they never thought they should sew the seeds of dissent. Uma had thought it too obvious. The others hadn’t thought of it all. But Celia suggested that only select people plant the seeds. She, for one. Jade too. They were presumed to be completely loyal to the Coven and so would more likely be believed to be speaking from genuine concern than from causing trouble.

And Celia could plant the idea in the heads of Ginny and Zevon which would then bring out Mother Gothel and Yzma’s worries. And so without the united focus in hatred, which Circe told them was vital to the spell, Coven would turn against itself and bring its own ruin.

And then on Uma’s signal, they’d come in as magical backup.

Jordan sighed. Even though she told herself that she had chosen Uma as a better leader, that she knew what she was doing, and she was okay with no longer being the hero, it stung to be stuck as backup and not be in the front lines of the plan or the fighting.

Especially when it meant, waiting in Hook’s office, away from the crew that disliked them anyway, waiting for word from Uma since their presence was too obvious to be wandering around the Isle. Although, as Jordan looked at her fellow Agrabahians, with their dirtied faces, ratted hair and ripped clothes, she thought the Isle had made its mark in turning Jay and Aziz into two more villainous-looking residents.

Right now, the two were chatting it up about some tourney strategy or parkour technique, she wasn’t sure. It was something athletic which Jordan tended to zone out and think for herself. And when her thoughts got too deep, she’d admire, well more like wonder, Hook’s knicks knacks decorating his office. What possessed him to spear a codfish over his desk. Seriously? It didn’t look grand or particularly impressive since it was medium sized and covered in green flecks that Jordan suspected it to be mold.

Was it a pirate thing? Like when that CJ chick purposefully made herself smell like rotten kelp? Was it a villain thing for their decorations to be as vile as their hearts?

She wondered if she could ask Jay this or it would be considered too offensive. Maybe a few months from now when-

A quick “knock knock knock” signalled their attention, announcing Uma’s arrival. And with her came the usual suspects of Gil, Harry and Calix. As well as some more recent additions of Celia, Jade and Lala.

Which Jade was all too happy to explain as she jumped in front of Uma, her arms opened wide, “Guess who got us another fighter on our side?”

Lala stiffened and crossed her arms at Jade’s enthusiasm, refusing to look at the girl who was trying to hook her arm through hers, “I finally convinced her that we’re already miserable with her moms so why not join the winning side. It’s not like our lives could get worse if we lose.”

Everyone looked disbelieving at that statement. After all, their lives could get worse if they lost, they could be dead.

Jordan didn’t think anyone else noticed, but she paid attention to the extra bright smile Aziz had at hearing the news. And unless she was just imagining things, she could swear that Lala had looked at Aziz first to see his reaction before looking anywhere else.

It was for a moment but it was there, and even though Aziz still insisted he didn’t have feelings, Jordan knew. And unlike her previous, and in hindsight, very bad overreaction to it, she didn’t mind it as much. After all, a girl that made Aziz feel better about his Jay inferiority complex (when all of Jordan’s pep talks hadn’t worked which kind of stung) couldn’t be too bad. Even if she was the daughter of a villain.

“Uh great. Thanks, Jade.” Uma made her way back to the center of the room as everyone squeezed against the wall or in Celia and Gil’s case sat on Captain Hook’s desk, listening intently to whatever Uma had up her sleeve.

“Okay people. We have five hours to get through this so here are the assignments.” Uma began, “Harry, Gil, gather up the rest of the crew and take position around the castle. When I signal, you shoot the bow through the window and begin the seige.” “Celia, since you’re not needed for the Coven’s spell, you can gather the rest of the Anti Villain Club, and the volunteers.” “The volunteers?” Jay questioned with, in a very un-VK move, a raised hand.

“The Anti Villain Club and I have been soliciting volunteers from the regular citizens of the Isle to fight against the Coven in exchange to getting off the Isle,” Uma promptly explained before moving on.

“Calix, Jade, Lala and I are expected at the ceremony so you three,” She nodded to them, “Will sneak in through the Underground entrances and will get into the room, at the top of the tallest tower, and help end the fight. Got it? Let’s go.”

So they split up, Gil and Harry heading toward the starboard, (or was it stern?), Celia to the alleyways and the rest of them were back to trudging through the jungle to the castle.

Jay, and Jade strode side by side each other, pausing to show off a parkour move as they talked, predicting how their family members would react to their arrival. Aziz and Lala walked in companionable silence, hacking away at tangled brush, but Jordan wasn’t paying attention as she had been before.

Jordan walked up to Uma’s side, a choice that the sea witch hadn’t appreciated Jordan could see by the forced way Uma kept her eyes straight ahead. But Jordan had a question that had been burning in her after watching Uma’s leadership skills the past weeks.

“So… where did you learn how to lead like this? I mean your mom was just a witch so why haven’t you focused more on your mystical side,” Jordan cringed realizing how it sounded and began backtracking, “Not that I expect you to be like your mother. No one is exactly like your parents. I don’t mean that. But just- you know.. Does it come naturally? Did you learn it from someone?”

“I’m Ursula’s daughter, but do not let her define me. I make my own legacy.” Uma ducked under a stray leaf, “To give my people a chance, to get off this Isle and live better lives. And if I wanted to make that happen, I learned to lead. On the Isle, you learn what you need to. ” Uma grunted before walking faster and farther ahead.

Though Uma probably hadn’t meant anything by it. It was probably a “there-I-answered- now-shut-up-and-do-what-you-were- ordered-to-do” answer to get Jordan to go away.

Even though it offered no advice on leadership,it got Jordan to thinking. So many of them, all of them really, had their issues with the heavy legacy that their parents set before them. They were all defined by them, especially when it was announced “Name, son or daughter of-.” It was part of life. A more difficult part of life when their legacy was founded on greed and vileness and evil like the Vks.

But even though they were defined by their parents, these Vks tried their best not to let it control their lives. They lived day to day, in the present. Mainly it was for survival reasons, but it could work personally too, Jordan thought.

She had been defining herself solely by her parents. Not trying to live up to them. By rebelling to be the exact opposite of them. It is always in some relation to them or what others’ preconceptions of genies were supposed to be.

And she did the same. Judging people with her views of mortals, which were mostly right, but didn’t make her happy. It just made her miserable to know she was surrounded by so many jerks. And it kinda made her self-absorbed. Musing and complaining about how people only wanted to use her. She had been so focused on that during her time here, she had missed Aziz’s personal turmoil; She had been distrustful and uncooperative with Jay; She focused on her personal safety and her fear of the other Coven members taking advantage of her more than saving the kingdom.

But what if she took a page from the Vks book.

Just live in the present, and not focus solely on the resentment of the past.

It was a new way. Instead of expecting the worst, she could let people come into her life, if they were just using her, cut ties and let it go because she had Aziz, and Calix, and maybe Jay and Lonnie and the rest of her family. They cared for her.

And she should let go of her biggest resentment. Her parents for leaving her. For so long she saw it as evidence of their lack of love for her, and while it hurt, it didn’t lessen their love. And she hadn’t let them in because they didn’t love her like the other parents loved their children. They weren’t what she wanted. Which wasn’t fair. They weren’t like others, they were genies.

So if she survived this, she was going to stop with the sarcasm and the irritation whenever she was with them. But she was also going to have that talk with them, a serious talk even though they disliked those things, because as she had experienced with Jay and Aziz, a talk could go a long way in resolving their differences.

She was going to focus more on what she loved. Her show, mabe even add some improv sketches that she had refused to do because it was too similar to her Dad’s antics. She had no reason to hold back just because someone would compare or judge. People would always judge you so there was no point trying to prove them wrong. Just follow your instincts, do what is right because you know is right, and YOLO. YOLO because even though she lived forever, she should do more in enjoying what she had. Enjoy life.

And if they didn’t like her for it, fuck em all.

And there, right in that muddy path with jungle palms blocking sunlight as if to suffocate them all with the smell of moss and the hot humidity; Stuck on an Isle where semi rotten trash was considered high dining and you were praised for your bloodlust and kindness of any kind was a weakness.

Jordan felt a peace with the doubts that had plagued her for.. for maybe her whole life.

It was the most inappropriate place for such a realization but it was perfect too. The Isle was loathsome and the bottom of the barrel, but rock bottom was where you find your greatest strength.

Jordan smiled, remembering how Calix had thrown her own story tropes back in her face that every adventure had heart to hearts and personal revelations before the final battle.

She didn’t know about anyone else, but she was having hers. Even though she was not the leader, even though she wasn’t going to be the hero to save the day. She felt changed and it felt so good.

But she couldn’t bask in the glow of her personal growth for long. For as her newfound maturity reminded her, there were bigger things at stake right now.

Tonight was the night. The Coven was going down.

#jordan #aziz #jay #uma #harry hook #gil legume #jade #calix #lala #celia facilier #disney descendants #my fanfic #my fanfiction #winner’s curse #chapter twenty seven

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Gaga, Gwen Stefani, Fergie and third wave feminism

Using Female Empowerment as a Cover Story for Whiteness and Racial Hierarchy in Pop Culture: Interrogating the Intersections of Racial Appropriation and Feminist Discourse in the Performances of Fergie, Gwen Stefani, and Lady Gaga

Rebecca Lynne Clark Mane 2012

So today’s post is the first part of a summary of PhD Rebecca Lynne Clark Mane published in 2012 (I think she was not PhD yet), her dissertation is really fascinating but also 300 pages so this first post will be a definition of the first key term of her dissertation: The third wave feminist Icon and I will try to do a second post on her argument on racial appropriation.

So the make her argument she defines the feminist icon of the third wave in popular music and uses Fergie, Gwen Stefani and Lady Gaga as example. Although in her dissertation she uses those examples to demonstrate how those icons are using racial symbolism to assert white domination I will for now only focus on her definition of powerful woman.

Again, her definition may be controversial and many can find it incorrect, but she does not defend that those particular artists or acts are feminist rather that they symbolize powerful women and that they symbolise some ideals of the third wave. But is it undeniable this era’s media offers this image of sexy powerful kickass women such as: hit girl in the movie Kick-ass, Uma Thurman in Kill Bill or Lara Croft. Not to forget that the three artists did take distance from the term feminist on several occasions, in an interview Lady Gaga mentioned that she could not be feminist since she love men -as if it could prevent being a feminist-, but she later stated that she indeed as a feminist but a very feminine one. Gwen Stefani said she believed in all the main feminist ideas but she was not one. This detachment from the term ‘feminism’ is called ‘postfeminism’ many feel that the main goal of feminism have been achieved, therefore feminism is no longer required and the remaining one are ‘crazy’ (I have simplified) not to be mixed up with another ‘postfeminism’ which defines the idea that the world is no longer binary and that femininity and masculinity are no longer notion that defines individuals.

Where the author claims that those artists are feminist icons even though many may disagree, she defines feminism as powerful girly femininity juxtaposed with toughness and strength, women in charge, and sexually public/open– all circulate under the sign of female empowerment and/or feminism even if they are not universally sanctioned as such by popular opinion. Again the main objective is to observe how feminism is used as tool to hide/forgive racism not whether or not those are ‘good’ or ‘bad’ feminist.

For her the 3rd wave fem. Is defined through four main ideas:

1. Hyperfeminine

First she has to be ultra-feminine, she likes ‘girly’ stuff (the colour pink, crochet, makeup,..) and there is no shame anymore. It is a reaction to the second wave, where girly was prohibited, anything considered as feminine was forbidden, in order to be taken seriously women had to have manly interest, otherwise they would have been considered weak. One should not have to be masculine in order to be powerful or respected, it is a sort o reappropriation of their feminity, and the three artist have all jungled between feminine attire and masculine, Fergie was even compared to a tomboy and Gaga did a photoshoot in drag, a critic even said about Gaga ‘her make-up, outfits, hair are all monstrous deformations, for the most part, of the normative idea(l)s of female beauty.”

2. Kick ass

The comportment has evolved we now seek for strong, ready to fight women. People rejoice in seeing women being violent Uma Thurman, Lara croft… Breaks the narrative of the submissive broken woman. Often seeking revenge film theorist Jacinda Read explain the ‘rape revenge’ narrative, the hero after a rape undergoes a transformation and seeks -a violent- revenge with which she often gets away with, almost any film that shows women beating up and triumphing over men can be read, according to Read, through the rape revenge narrative. Toughness is a characteristic of the new feminist persona, and the use of tough girl images is quite prevalent in the performances of Fergie, Gwen Stefani and Lady Gaga. Through stylistic devices such as “chola” fashion, rap, street style, and the use violence in videos such as Stefani’s “Hollaback Girl” and Fergie’s “London Bridge,” these performers produce an image of toughness. Lady Gaga has also taken up the images of toughness in the prison scenes of her video “Telephone,” through the gun-wielding militarized images in “Alejandro,” and in her biker-gang in “Judas.” More particularly, many of Lady Gaga’s videos represent the feminist revenge narrative, she routinely kills men out of revenge as in “Paparazzi” and “Bad Romance,”

3. Public sexuality:

Again it is a response two second wave feminism which promoted prudishness, shyness humility, mostly because the main idea at that time was to be liberated from the objectification and sexualisation of women especially in the media, but some went to an extreme of almost ‘anti-sex’ saying that any heterosexual relation presents gender inequality, where male domination takes its origin. Third wave still acknowledges that objectification but refuses to be censured and on the contrary take possession of their sexuality and exposes it, celebrating pleasures, and also reclaiming its power. Reclamation of the words ‘slut’ and ‘whore’ (riot Grrls’). Rejection of paternalism “What women need from feminism, according to Baumgardner and Richards, is not protection “from men or porn” but rather to be given the “same protections men enjoy in the eyes of the law.””. Women ought to be free and not judged or punished for their sexuality. Lady Gaga also centres sexuality in her videos and performances, and erotic clothing, dance, and displays. Fergie was dismissed by feminist music critic Ann Powers writes: “As humps-baring Fergie … proves, women also seem more willing than ever to participate in their own objectification.” fans have defended Fergie’s “look-at-me” sexuality as self-aware, it’s a way of reclaiming their body and sexuality. But again the debate is still going one on that matter and there is are complex and fine lines between slut-shaming, being sexy/sexually active, being objectified, self-respect -and the judgement other have when they use that word-, and who is to say what is right or wrong, there is no norm, no law and what may be right for one may not be for another.

4. Drive for power:

Role of leadership, especially in male dominated environment. They are figure of ambition, authority and leadership. Closely linked to toughness, they have the ability to project authority. They are model, they encourage women to succeed in the current system so that later they can take power in politics and business for an equal pay. Those three artists are really successful, both Fergie and Gwen were the only girl in a boy band, and both had successful solo careers. Also, Gwen Stefani has her own clothing line L.A.M.B.

To summarise the third wave icon is sexy and feminine, yet tough and powerful.

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(Third film. Kronk’s Tavern. Facillier’s just sat down at the bar next to Hades (Eva Green) who’s nursing a large flagon of beer)

Facillier: so you’ve heard

Hades: heard? Of course I’ve fucking heard. Your daughter and my son are dead

Facillier: legally. Legally dead there may still yet be hope

Hades: he has no magic. And she’s not powerful enough to keep the both of them alive. So either they’re both dead or there’s going to be a rampaging homicidal heartbroken teenager laying waste to the island any day now

Facillier: you don’t know that.

Kronk (genuinely trying to help): well anything’s possible isn’t it? Both could be dead or one had to eat the other. Phytoplankton only goes so far you know

Facillier: Kronk! There’s a call for you downstairs.

Kronk (not getting the sarcasm): OH BOY

(He launches headfirst into the floor knocking himself out cold)

Facillier: tch. Sideskicks. Now that’s been taken care of. How are you doing?

Hades: my second son is presumed dead. So is your first daughter. What do you think?

Facillier: not very good

Hades: nope!

(She takes another massive swig of beer)

Facillier: where’s Hadie right now?

Hades: with Antony at the butchers. Why?

Facillier: let’s get out of here. You can come back to mine. And we can

Hades: oh ho ho. The offers greatly appreciated. You don’t know how much. But I have a wife

Facillier: I know. She dumped you the morning after the wedding night the moment she realised she was pregnant with Mal.

Hades: oh, no. No. I mean my first wife. Persephone. After all this trouble I think it’s time I put our arrangement aside and focus on her and my five, sorry, four, four children.

Facillier: be that as it may. You’re in no state to be alone tonight. At least let me escort you back to your lair

Hades: nope. Nope. Too risky. I don’t trust myself

(This is when “honey I’m good” happens. After the song she collapses into Facillier’s arms completely drunk)

Facillier: yeah....I’m taking you back to my place. You can’t be alone tonight

Hades (mumbling): ifyoumustyoumust

Facillier: heh?

(Hades mumbles again. This time even more unintelligibly. Then pushes herself away from him)

Hades: fine then. Walk me home.

Facillier: start going. I’ll catch up.

Hades: oooh no no no. You’re walking me back to your place.

Facillier: someone has to pay for the booze

Hades (incredulously): it’s KRONK!

Facillier:....fair point

(They leave the tavern and make their way back to the arcade. This is when “walk me home” happens. After the song they walk through the door of Facillier’s arcade, Hades (having switched to his Sebastian Stan form) being half carried-half dragged inside by Facillier)

Anastasia: so he’s heard?

Facillier: and then some. And kronk was absolutely no help whatsoever

Anastasia: Well you know what we sidekicks are like

Facillier: yes I do. I was one.

Anastasia: oh yeah....I forgot about that

Facillier: everyone does. Help me get him to the sofa

Hades (grumpily pushing himself off from Facillier): no-ohhhh!!!! Imma go drinkie-poo some more

Anastasia: drinkie-poo?

Facillier: cut him some slack alright? He’s grieving his son. I doubt you’d be coping well if Anthony were dead

Anastasia: first off. No one should ever mourn a pirate. Secondly. Assumed dead is very different than ACTUALLY dead. Thirdly. Uma’s in the same situation and you’re not falling apart.

Facillier: I can’t afford to.

Hades (over at the bar): STOP TALKING!!!! I’M WALLOWING HERE!!!!

Anastasia: yeah, we know. And you need to stop

Hades: why the he>hic<ell should I?

Anastasia: because it’s not healthy?

Hades (hair bursting into flames): I AM A GOD!!!!

Facillier: yeah, yeah, we heard you the first 98 million times. Now! We need to sober you up

Hades: wahverfor?

Anastasia: it’s unseemly for a being of your calibre to behave in this manner

Hades: oh fuck off Human!

(Facillier pulls Anastasia off to the side)

Facillier: I think it’s time to try a different approach

Anastasia: ya think?

Facillier: the question is; what do we do?

Anastasia: if we can make this slag heap partially liveable we can kick a deity out of his funk.

Facillier: yeah but how?

Anastasia: to music of course.

Facillier: now why didn’t I think of that?

Anastasia (cupping his face in her hands and looking fondly at him): because you can be a right old idiot sometimes

Facillier: thank you Ana, thank you for the help

Anastasia: it’s what I’m here for Antoine. HADES!!!! What happened to you. We made this island what it is. We built everything from the arcade to the docks. Admittedly it only took 12 hours but we did it. So why are you so down in the dumps?

Hades: I grew up. I have four-three-one. I have 1 child on this island and now he’s all grown up. I’m superfluous.

Anastasia: but people used to run at the mere mention of your name. What happened?

Hades: I’m dead inside

Anastasia: then reignite. Antoine!

(Facillier turns the stereo on. This is when “we built this city” happens. After the song they collapse on the sofa)

Anastasia: feel a bit better?

Hades (chuckling slightly): a bit

Anastasia: gonna stop the hard drinking?

Hades: yup

Anastasia: alright then. In that case. I’m gonna go back to my place. The meat ain’t gonna cut itself you know

Facillier: you could just ask us to help you with magic

Anastasia: nah, I like doing it myself. Keeps me busy. See ya tomorrow

Facillier and Hades: see ya

Hades (immediately after the door closes): I lied

(He launches himself at the bar intent on getting more beer)

Facillier: oh no you don’t!

(He clicks his fingers and Hades ends up suspended in mid air. This is when “I do not hook up” happens. After the song the focus momentarily shifts back to Uma and Celia witnessing the flashbacks)

Uma: wow. They were cut up

Celia: yeah....

Uma (breaking into laughter): THIS IS AMAZING!!!!

Celia: what

Uma: don’t you see? This means someone actually cares about me. I always thought-

(Suddenly they get pulled out of the arcade and into another building filled with exercise equipment, a boxing ring and musical devices)

Celia: where are we

Uma: Morgana’s Speakeasy

Celia: there’s a speakeasy on the island?

Uma: sort of. She told me it’s fun to say. And more inviting then mere bare knuckle boxing. Why would the incense bring us here though?

Celia: of course. Look.

(Uma turns to see the action behind her. Morgana looks shellshocked as Anastasia fetches her a drink)

Morgana: she’s gone. Dead. Dead and gone

Anastasia: assumed dear and gone. There’s still a chance she’s alive

Morgana: if he tries to worm his way back here he’s in for a nasty dose of reality. I can tell you that nothing

Anastasia: Morgan, you’ve got to stop doing this. Not everything has to be traced back your psycho sister and Antoine.

Morgana: tell that to them then.

Anastasia: that’s....a lot of T’s in one sentence. You know what you need? Visualisation Therapy.

Morgana: and that would be?

Anastasia: I don’t know. I read it in a book. And I’m spouting it to what I made Hades do just now. I see no reason why it can’t work on you as well.

Morgana: what do we do?

Anastasia: you’ve got second hand karaoke right?

Morgana: at the bar

Anastasia: perfect. (She walks over to the bar). Now let’s see. Hmmmm. Ooh! Perfect.

(She switches on the machine. After a few stutters and a tiny, easily squashed fire the music starts)

Morgana: oh Christ not this one. It doesn’t even make sense

Anastasia: who cares? Just sing it!

Morgana: ugh. Fine

(This is when “big girls don’t cry” starts. After the song the Speakeasy melts away and the two sisters get pulled upwards)

Uma: what was that?

Doug: ten minutes are up. Come on

(He leads them back into the kitchen where Carlos is glowing with white light and viciously beating Harry up as everyone but Hades, Elsa, Hadie and the Hook sisters cheer him on)

Uma: what the hell’s going on?

Doug: Harry ran his mouth. Carlos got so pissed off he unlocked his latent demon magic. And is now currently in the process of beating the shit out of Harry

Uma: and the king allowed this?

Doug: he’s Carlos’s father. Of course he did.

Uma: DE VIL. STOP THIS RIGHT NOW

Carlos (with the “I’m far too cute for you to get mad at me” look on his face): Sono sempre così terribilmente dispiaciuto capitano. ma non ho la più pallida idea di cosa stai insinuando

Uma: what?

Carlos: means “no”. I can speak Italian now

Jay: I like Italian Carlos

Uma: aren’t you English or something

Carlos: my biological fathers the coachman from pleasure island. Who else do you think would willingly reproduce with Cruella De Vil?

Uma:....good point. But you’re what? 16? How have you only just unlocked your magic?

Carlos: never been quite so pissed off before. Thank you Hook

(Harry wheezes and coughs up blood in response)

Doug: anyway....hades, Mal. I believe you two were going to tell them something.

Hades: yes! Right. Sorry. Uh. Where to start?

Doug: want me to help?

Mal: please?

Doug: fine. When I was under the sleeping curse Maleficent appeared to me and tried to get me to betray you all and join her. I stabbed her with a material dark fae are allergic to and she teleported away. But before they she said something that got me thinking. Some crap about being naive and on your own. But I wanted to know more. So I asked Hades. And then told him to tell Mal cause you know it’s her family history even if she doesn’t see herself as Maleficent’s daughter anymore. Now your turn. Your eminence

Hades: Maleficent isn’t french. She’s Persian. In the year three hundred she decided she wanted rule her kind. Only. They weren’t hierarchical. So she got mad. And killed them. Every last man, woman and child. Until she was the last one left. Then made her way to france. She made a name for herself. Became the Mistress Of All Evil. In 1300 Aurora was born. And, well, you know the rest.

Uma (incredulous): what?

Mal: and the really funny thing is. I don’t know how to speak Persian. But apparently. I can understand it. Take it away dad

Hades: امروز برای صبحانه چی خوردی؟

Mal: bakers dozen egg yolk omelette deep fried in chunky chocolate peanut butter. SEE!?!?

Uma: I-I-I I can’t

Evie: neither can I Uma. But let’s face my sister is inordinately and insanely unfairly lucky

Carlos: are you seriously still on this?

Evie: I just don’t think it’s fair that Mal is willing to forgive him after what he did and yet I’m not allowed to be rightfully mad he abandoned me for sixteen years

Mal: we’ve been over this E. You know why he did what he did

(The two sisters continue to argue as Carlos approaches Jay)

Carlos: I think it’s time for that spell again

Jay: good. Because I really like what happens when we use it. By your leave C

Carlos: thank you. To get rid of these ants in their pants/I command thee all to get up and dance.

(This is when “we are” happens. After the song. Evie now looks more annoyed than ever)

Evie: stop doing that!

Carlos: why? I think it’s hilarious.

Ben: yeah it is actually kinda growing on me

Evie: well I don’t like it. So stop doing it. Ok?

Carlos: when did you become such a drag?

Evie: hmmmmm let’s see. Probably right around the time I found out I’m related to two of the people I hate most in this world.

Carlos: hmmmmm. Nah. You were a drag before today

Mal (sensing danger): ok that’s it!

(She clicks her fingers and the whole house melts away along with everyone else leaving her and Evie in a beige coloured void)

Evie: what did you do that for?

Mal: because you snapped at Carlos.

Evie: of course. Of course you defend the precious prince(.)

Mal: what is your problem? Huh? I’m mean you weren’t exactly sugary sweet before. But today you’ve been downright freaky. Ever since I connected the dots you’ve been indulging in this pity party act that just isn’t like you. And sometimes you’re fine. And then you go ballistic for no good reason-oh my god. Is it your uh....?

Evie: what? No. That’s next week.

Mal: ohhhh. Then what is it? Cause frankly. You’re being a nightmare. And you really need to-

Evie: I don’t know ok! And even if I did know. I wouldn’t tell you. Cause there’s no way in His realm you would ever understand

Mal: and just what is that supposed to mean?

Evie: I don’t ugh I just. (Irritable sigh). It’s just that.

Mal: tell me

Evie: no

Mal: why not? Maybe I could help

Evie: you couldn’t. I doubt even Doug or Dizzy could help.

Mal: why?!

Evie: BECAUSE IT’S NOT HAPPENING TO YOU!

Mal: what!

Evie: you just don’t get it. Everything was fine. I escaped my mother. I have Doug. I have Dizzy. I gave our house. And then this happens. And you are oh so smug about it.

Mal: I’m afraid I’m not following.

Evie: of course you’re not. Allow me put this in terms you might understand

(This is when “better than I” happens. After the song. Evie snaps her fingers and takes them back to the kitchen)

Evie: so do you?

Mal: do I what?

Evie: know better than I do? Know why it’s so difficult for me to accept this?

Mal: no

Evie: then keep out of it then

(She stalks out of the kitchen)

Uma: whoo. I do believe you’ve touched a nerve

Carlos: shut up Uma

Uma: or what?

Carlos: or I’ll make you

Uma: you wouldn’t dare

Carlos: I almost killed you back in the mirror. And that was without magic. Imagine what I can do now that I have it

Uma: you don’t scare me De Vil

Carlos: of course not. Because you don’t want to face the fact that the “weak little human bitch” that you loved siccing Harry on. Can now REPEATEDLY hand you your multi legged ass on a platinum platter

Uma: you wouldn’t dare.

Carlos: oooh let’s see now

(He summons Uma’s nautilus necklace to his hand and freezes her in place)

Carlos: how’d she do this again? Oh yeah

(The nautilus begins glowing white hot and he starts singing)

Carlos: 🎶If you want to cross the bridge, you bitch/You've got the pay the toll/Take a gulp and take a breath/And please try not to be a troll/mom and dad you know I've got her, guys/The prince is on a roll/This poor unfortunate soul🎶 What was next? Oh right. 🎶Beluga sevruga. Come winds of the Caspian Sea/Larengix glaucitis/Et max laryngitis/La voce to me🎶 Now, sing!

Carlos (with an insanely sadistic smile on his face): Keep singing!

(White smoke pours out of the nautilus, forms into hands and makes their way to Uma’s throat. Which is itself glowing. Just like Ariel’s did all those years ago.)

Uma (utterly pants shittingly terrified): Aah...

(The smokey hands had just about reached into Uma’s mouth when Doug snatches the nautilus out of Carlos’s hand and throws it back to Uma who falls to her knees and starts sobbing brokenly)

Carlos: hey dude, not cool.

Doug: now is really not the time C. Alright?

Carlos: urgh. Fine

(Doug follows Evie upstairs. Carlos looks around in mild surprise)

Carlos: hey. Where’d my folks go?

(Out in the backyard Ben and Mal are surveying the completely totalled gazebo)

Mal: so whadya say? Can it be salvaged?

Ben: possibly sold to a salvagers. OOOH! I know! If we clean the wood up and fix any missing chunks I can take it to the island and give it out as free firewood. Wait. Does winter exist on the isle?

Mal: there’s no snow. But it’ll get very cold very fast at the end of August.

Ben: that should be enough time to clean and multiply the wreckage.

Mal: sounds like a plan.

Ben: whatcha thinking of?

Mal: sisters getting on my nerves

Ben: again

Mal: well at least I’m trying. Which is a damn sight more than she’s doing.

Ben: perhaps she doesn’t want you to try? Like how you never let us go to therapy with you?

Mal (realising what he means): oh. Never thought about it like that before

Ben: eh that’s alright. There’s a lot that’s been going on today. S’understandable. And besides. Even if you don’t patch it up today. You’ve got until the sun expands to talk it over. And then some. But just remember you’ve got me as well.

(He waggles his eyebrows and smiles that “who said I can’t be an incorrigible little shit just because I’m the king” smile that always makes Mal laugh)

Mal (through her laughter): oh how positively awful

(This is when “1000 years” happens. After the song. Bal hug each other. Then Mal sees something in the kitchen)

Mal: I’m so sorry. You give very, very good advice. But I’m afraid I have to go and make a scene.

(She heads back inside)

Ben (chuckling to himself): I wouldn’t have it any other way

(In the kitchen. Evie’s behind the counter. She’s put her hair up in a messy bun, taken all her makeup off and is forest green pyjamas monogrammed with the initials “D.N.S.G”)

Mal: what’re you doing? This isn’t like you. Getting ready for bed when you have guest. What’re you playing at?

Evie: I’m tired, Mal. It’s been a long. I’ve been put through hell. So excuse me but im going to bed

Mal: at 9:40 in the evening?

Evie: you all know where your rooms are. Celia can bunk with Dizzy. Hades, Hadie and Elsa can camp out in the living room. The pirates can fuck off outsude for all I care. I’m. Going. To bed

Gil: this really does seem unlike you E. Party isn’t over yet. And, plus, we’ve still got to come up plan to stop Chad, Maleficent and Adam.

Evie: but we can’t do that right now. You know that right? If we make up a plan right now and go in guns blazing we’re toast. You understand that right? I mean what the hell are we compared to them? Huh? (Pointing to Mal). A dragon in therapy.(Pointing to Ben). The one scaly to rule them all. (Pointing to Carlos). A teenager who’s four steps away from being a marvel villain. (Pointing to Jay). Civilised Tarzan. (Pointing to Uma). Kleines Fräulein tunnel vision. (Pointing to Harry then Hadie). My brothers slut one and slut two. (Pointing to Harriet). Scottish Bellatrix. (Pointing to Hades). My abandoner of a father. (Pointing to Elsa). An ice queen with social anxiety. (Pointing to CJ). A Liddellite. (Pointing to Celia). Lyra fucking Silvertongue. (Pointing to Lonnie). The general. (Pointing to Jane). A powder keg full of marshmallows. (Pointing to Gil). Blonde Hercules. (She gets kinder now as she points to Dizzy). My beyond intelligent daughter. (Pointing upstairs which is where Doug still is). My talented amazing brilliant extremely handy boyfriend. (Pointing to herself). And me. The only one in this place with any brains. So you see Gilly. We can’t beat them like this. So I’m going to bed. And we can reconvene in the morning. Good night and leave me alone

(She turns to leave but Carlos stops her)

Evie (whining): whahahat? What now?

Carlos: rooms?

Evie: what? Oh yeah. Let’s see now. Most of you know where your rooms are anyway. Uhhhh. Celia. You can share with Dizzy. Elsa and Hades can sleep on the fold out couches in the lounge. The pirates can sleep outside. It’s supposed to rain tonight. Hopefully they’ll melt. Once again. Goodnight!

(She leaves again. She’s halfway up the stairs when Squeaky starts whimpering in pain in his sleep. Squirmy soon joins him. And then they both start crying)

Evie (inhaling sharply through her nose): this is just not my day is it? (Calling up the stairs) Doug. Could you come down. (Bitterly). The shit’s hitting the fan.

(After Doug comes back down. The twins are still screaming and crying in their sleep. And he pirates are looking progressively more terrified)

Uma: WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!?!

Mal (frantically flipping through the spell book): I don’t know! I don’t know!

Hades: and what time is it now?

Hades (thinking intensely): twelve hours. DOUGLAS! What time was it when my ex wife and that class traitor attacked the house?

Doug: uhhhh. 10am. Why?

Hades: and what’s time now?

Matty (who’s just arrived and been witnessing the past events amusedly with a very frightened Dude in his arms): 9:50pm

Carlos: GIVE ME BACK MY DOG!!!! (Matty does so). Thank you. Now. What the hell are you doing here you little freak?

Matty: temper temper Mr De Vil. I suggest you treat me a mite more kindly because right now I am your only hope of keeping those two awake past sunrise.

(At this point the screen cuts to Ursula’s restaurant on the isle. The time stamp on the screen says “several hours ago”. Hook’s at the piano, all limbs and mental faculties restored and he’s giving a little performance to all the villains who are meeting there. This is when “little drop of poison” happens.)

#disney descendants #zendaya!mal

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This Means War

Summary: When Uma shaves Dude’s butt in retaliation for Carlos not watching him and letting him chew up her shoe, Mal, Evie, Uma, Audrey, and Jane as well as Jay, Carlos, Harry, Gil, and Ben are launched into a full-on prank war. Includes lots of friendship/family feels, Bal, Jaudrey, Jarlos, Huma, and onesided Gil x Evie.

Uma walked into her apartment in Mal and Ben’s castle, kicking off her shoes at the door. She stretched a bit before heading into the living room, planning to turn on a little bit of TV before she made dinner for her and the boys. After all, she definitely didn’t trust them in the kitchen.

As Captain of the Guard, Uma had been working hard that day, training all of the new recruits, and it had been mercilessly excruciating work. She had been laboring tirelessly, pushing them hard as she could, and in the midst of her efforts, she had done almost as much as they had.

She was beginning to wonder which of the two sides was doing the most effort. She was quite inclined to think that she was.

Either way, she was exhausted, and very eager to sit and focus on something else that didn’t involve running, push-ups, sit-ups. Pretty much anything that didn’t involve moving.

Uma shuffled into the living room, and her eyes went wide as she took in the dog that was sitting there on her couch. It was that little orange mutt that Carlos had adopted, and Uma narrowed her eyes as she took in the sight of the creature. It was sitting there in her seat, her seat, as if it owned the place. And worse than that, the little rat was chewing one of her shoes.

Uma’s eyes narrowed, and she glared at the creature in pure rage. He looked up at her and just seemed to notice she was there. He widened his eyes, and quickly jumped up from his place on the couch, dropping the shoe.

“It’s not what it looks like!” he cried, and Uma narrowed her eyes, gritting her teeth.

“What are you doing in my house, dog?!” Uma demanded as she glared at the dog. He laid his ears back and chuckled nervously.

“Uh… Well, funny story actually… You see, I got loose from Carlos’s place and decided I’d go wandering around. It was then that I smelled the most glorious scent of funions! So I went through an open doorway, and found this!” Dude told her, and Uma’s eyes narrowed as she realized that the animal had just said that her feet smelled like funions.

“But when I went to leave with it, I couldn’t get out because the door was shut,” Dude explained with a nervous laugh, and Uma gritted her teeth, remembering well that she had left the door open for a moment as she hurried back inside the apartment to get her favorite sword. The dog must have gotten in somewhere in that time interval.

Uma set her jaw in irritation as she tried desperately to reign in her feelings of pure and unadulterated rage.

Carlos really needed to keep a better eye on his dog. After all, the boy was probably playing video games, and not giving the dog the attention that it required in order to ensure its good behavior. Nevertheless, Uma was positively infuriated at the de Vil boy.

“Dog, you’ve got three seconds to get out of my house,” Uma informed him finally, grinding the words out from between her teeth as she informed the pet of his time. He sighed in relief.

“Oh, phew, I thought you were going to shave my butt or something!” Dude piped up, grinning happily. Uma paused suddenly as her gaze snapped to the dog. She immediately remembered Harry’s shaver, and she grinned evilly as it suddenly occurred to her just how she could gain retaliation against the de Vil boy.

“Uh… Why are you smiling like that? I don’t think that’s a good sign,” Dude pointed out worriedly, and Uma smiled even wider with her teeth glinting as she reached out for the mutt, chuckling under her breath all the while.

“I’ll teach Carlos a thing or two about messing with a pirate…”

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“UMA?! UMA?! HEY, UMA?!” Carlos called, storming into the room with Dude in his arms, and Uma, Harry, Gil, Ben, Mal, Evie, Jay, Audrey, and Jane all looked up to stare at him from their various positions around the room.

It had been only hours since Uma had shaved Dude, and it was now nightfall. Carlos had obviously just found out about the dog. Or at least, it had taken him this long to find Uma.

Everyone blinked, just gaping at the boy until Uma finally decided to speak up.

“That’s my name, and you know I never get tired of hearing it, but do you have to shout it that loudly?” Uma questioned innocently from her place on the couch between Harry and Gil. Carlos frowned as his eyes narrowed at the pirate.

“What’s your problem, Whitey Tighty? Your panties get in a wad?” Uma questioned, and snorted as she enjoyed her joke. Harry grinned widely at the comment, and Gil giggled goofily along, noting that it was the appropriate way to support Uma at that moment.

“You shaved Dude’s butt!” Carlos accused, spinning the dog around so everyone could see. Everyone stared for a moment, and Harry suddenly burst into loud laughter. That seemed to break the dam, and soon enough, everyone else was laughing and giggling along at the dog’s expense.

“Carlos! You said you weren’t going to show anybody!” Dude cried, embarrassedly, and Carlos eyed him apologetically before turning the dog back around so that his front was facing everyone.

“I’m sorry, Dude, but I had to get my point across,” Carlos apologized before hardening his tone and glaring at Uma with pursed lips and an irritated gaze.

“Tha’ is hilarious!” Harry laughed hard, pointing at the boy and the dog, and Carlos just held the mutt a bit closer to him, scratching his neck protectively.

“That’s genius!” Mal commented from her place between Evie and Ben where she was currently squeezing Evie’s hand tightly and leaning her head against Ben’s shoulder, giggling uncontrollably as she looked between the pet and Uma. Uma just made a gesture to bow in gratitude before grinning widely and evilly.

“What did Snowflake do, Uma?” Evie questioned, her eyes sparkling with some odd mix of humor and pity, and Uma just laughed before glaring a bit at the dog, letting her grin turn to a smirk.

“He wasn’t keeping a good eye on his stupid dog, so I took the liberty of doing something that he might would pay attention to,” Uma explained herself, and Carlos huffed offendedly.

“How messed up is that?! You don’t shave the dog’s butt! That’s just weird!” Carlos announced to the room, and Harry and Mal just laughed harder, really enjoying this entire ordeal. Jane actually secretly agreed with Carlos that it was kind of cruel to shave the dog’s behind.

“C’mon, Jay, back me up!” Carlos demanded, and Jay shrugged as he gestured to the other boy.

“Ol’ Frosted Flake didn’t mean to let his dog loose. You know how dogs are,” Jay explained, and Audrey looked up at her boyfriend from where she was rested against his chest.

“Yeah, but it was probably because he was playing a bunch of ridiculous, time-wasting video games,” Uma pointed out, and Harry froze, furrowing his brow as he suddenly lost all signs of enjoying Uma’s picking on Carlos. Uma knew exactly why Harry was offended. After all, he had become quite fond of video games since the she, him, and Gil had moved to Auradon.

In fact, as she looked around, all of the other boys that had been laughing were now looking quite unimpressed with Uma’s statement.

“Video games aren’t a waste of time,” Jay piped up, throwing in his opinion, and Harry nodded as he gazed at Uma with his eyebrows knitted together.

“Ye know, fer once, I actually agree with Jay-Jay,” Harry expressed, and Uma rolled her eyes as she looked at Gil. Even Gil looked a bit offended as he watched her. Uma groaned loudly.

“Come on, y’all can’t seriously think that video games are worth forgetting everything for.”

“Yeah, video games aren’t really healthy for your psyche anyway,” Evie piped up, putting in her scientific opinion, and Mal nodded in approval.

“Maybe not worth forgetting everything for, but I certainly don’t feel that video games are a waste of time, though,” Ben told Evie, looking at her with some defensiveness, and Mal narrowed her eyes as the boys suddenly seemed quite against Uma and Evie’s points of view.

Mal looked at Evie, and she saw Evie’s brown eyes were glowing with that familiar sense of support that she always offered Mal unconditionally and wholeheartedly. Mal knew that Evie would be behind her completely if Mal felt like arguing against the boys or not. Mal nodded to Evie approvingly, and Evie puffed up a bit, feeling quite justified in her opinions on the subject.

“Come on, guys. It’s silly. You’re a bunch of boys with a life, and you actually think video games are worth wasting your time on when you could be going out with the dudes or hanging out with your girls?” Uma explained to them, getting a little more irritated with the guys, and Mal nodded as she agreed with Uma, looking at the group gathered.

“Well, not every moment of our time should be put in video games, but they’re certainly worth a lot of our time!” Jay pointed out, and Audrey pulled away from him as she glared at the boy. Mal and Evie raised an eyebrow as they took in the sudden action occurring with their favorite pretty little couple.

“So you’d rather play video games than hang out with me?!” Audrey questioned, and unfortunately, Jay was not a fast learner in that he had not yet figured out when it was time to shut up.

“Not necessarily, but I really like playing video games!” Jay informed her, and Audrey withdrew from him altogether, moving to the other side of their seat.

“Can we just focus on my dog?!” Carlos cried, trying to pull the conversation back to the first offense despite the fact that he was very much irritated about the entire ordeal with Uma’s beliefs about video games.

“Now look there! With that philosophy of valuing video games so much, the dog getting its butt shaved is the least of what you should be getting,” Uma explained to them, crossing her arms, and the boys all looked at one another in some offense.

Ben and Gil weren’t quite as enthusiastic as Jay, Carlos, and Harry, but they were nevertheless somewhat offended and did want to stick with the guys. After all, the other guys did need them at that point.

“I think you shouldn’t have shaved my dog’s butt at all! That’s messed up!” Carlos declared, and the rest of the boys expressed varying forms of agreement. Now they had to band together. The girls were completely against them in this endeavor, so they had to cooperate to present a good argument.

“C’mon, y’all, let’s go over to Evie’s place,” Uma announced. She looked out the window, realizing that the moon was already up. Uma looked to Evie curiously.

“Hey, Blue, watchu think of a sleepover?” Uma proclaimed as she stood up from her place on the couch.

“Sounds good to me,” Evie agreed easily and happily, loving the idea of having time to potentially drag Uma into girl talk and girlie activities, and Uma nodded resolutely. Normally, Uma wouldn’t volunteer to sleep over at Evie’s, but this was a special circumstance, and Uma was going to make those boys suffer.

“It’ll be better than being with these video-game-obsessed children!” Audrey proclaimed offendedly, her and Mal immediately siding with Evie and Uma. Audrey then got up and headed over to Uma swiftly. Evie stood up and offered Mal a hand, pulling her up gently with that usual care that she always gave Mal, and they both headed out hand in hand as they followed the other three girls. Jane hesitantly sat up, looking at the boys somewhat apologetically before leaving with the other four girls.

The boys just gaped at the five as they shut the door behind them and left the boys in the room by themselves.

“What just happened?” Gil questioned, for once actually asking something that was quite astute. Carlos shook his head and frowned as he headed over to sit next to Jay with Dude.

“Well, they’re mad at us because we apparently like video games better than them,” Jay pointed out, and Carlos’s gaze snapped to Jay.

“But Uma shaved my dog’s butt and wasn’t even ashamed of herself!!!” Carlos cried.

They were quiet for a long moment, the lot of them just gazing into empty space as they thought. Except for Carlos, who was too busy worrying over Dude to think of the girls and the way that the girls had treated the boys about their video games.

“Y’know, we should do it back to ‘em,” Harry suddenly spoke up, and Jay nodded to him, immediately on the same page. Ben furrowed his brow as he considered this idea.

“What? We’re shaving the girl’s butts?!” Carlos demanded, his eyes widened as he gaped at the Hook boy in horror. Ben’s jaw went slack as he stared at Carlos, completely taken off guard. Harry’s eyes widened at the thought and he raised an eyebrow.

“Ooh!!! Can I shave Evie’s?” Gil questioned, laughing like a madman, and Jay rolled his eyes at Gil and Carlos, shuddering a bit at the thought of Evie.

“That’s not what he meant. He was talking about pranking them back,” Jay pointed out, and Harry shook himself from his stupor, nodding along with the other boy in agreeance.

“Good grief, now I have a mental image of Evie that is never getting out of my head,” Ben expressed, shaking his head with a traumatized expression.

“Well, men? Shall we go and raid Evie’s place tonight?” Jay questioned, raising an eyebrow as he tried to move past the subject of just a moment ago.

They all raise their arms and fists in agreement. And so they headed off to create mischief and wreak havoc.

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It was the next morning, and Audrey had just woken up from her awkward position on Evie’s large bed. She was squished into Jane and laying almost on top of Uma, and Uma was resting across Mal and Evie’s legs as the laid on the bed in the correct positions.

That night, they had all been roughhousing and Uma had grabbed Audrey, falling down across the bed where Mal and Evie were resting, successfully squishing them. Jane had at some point crawled onto the bed and rolled against Audrey, and they had kind of all stayed in that position, talking until Audrey must have eventually fallen asleep. Of course, Audrey fell asleep faster than anyone that they knew. It must’ve been something to do with being the daughter of Sleeping Beauty.

Audrey, barely awake, climbed off of Uma and unwedged herself from Jane’s side as she got up and headed for the bathroom, not even looking at the other girls as she simply gazed at the doorway from between her barely cracked open eyelids.

Audrey stumbled through the doorway and headed down the hall, letting herself in the bathroom.

Audrey had a particular routine that she followed every morning. Her first step was ordinarily to use the bathroom, her second step was to wash her face, and the third was to put on her makeup so that she could be presentable for the day.

Once Audrey had finished her first step, she gazed at herself in the mirror, taking in her tired appearance. She rubbed at her eyes gently, and then started to look for the bar of soap that Evie always kept specifically for face-washing. She found it in its proper place--- of course, she didn’t expect anything less since it was Evie’s house--- and she couldn’t help but notice that something about it was different.

All that she could recognize about the bar was that it was round rather than the typical rectangular-shaped bar of soap. Either way, Audrey wasn’t much in the mindset to challenge it given her drowsy state, and she wet it a bit before scrubbing her hands together, keeping her eyes on her reflection. She then sat the bar down on the sink and started to scrub her face with her hands.

However, she quickly figured out that there was something about the soap that was much, much more different than just its shape. Audrey’s eyes widened as she realized that she had this disgusting black lather all over her face with only a few streaks of her actual skin tone.

Audrey swallowed hard, trying not to yell, but as she realized that the stuff was not coming off of her face, she couldn’t hold it back any longer. She suddenly let loose with a blood-curdling scream.

In the other room, Mal jerked awake. Evie, Uma, and Jane had somehow managed to remain asleep throughout this sudden noise, which was especially odd considering Evie was such a light sleeper.

As soon as Mal opened her eyes, she was met with the most frightening sight she had witnessed in a long time. There, right nearby her side of the bed, was a large, mean-looking dog that was staring at her and growling lowly. Mal froze, her eyes going wide, and she found that she was not able to move, completely paralyzed by her fear.

One of Mal’s greatest weaknesses was her intense fear of dogs, namely large dogs. This was a huge German Shepherd sitting there by her bed looking as if it were about to eat her, and it successfully took her fear to an entirely new level.

“Evie?” Mal whispered nervously, her mouth barely moving as she laid there white as a sheet. The dog’s eyes were still very much trained upon her, and Mal was scared to make very much noise in case it triggered the creature.

“Evie?!” Mal tried again, hoping desperately that Evie would wake up. After a moment of this, Mal realized that her foot was against Evie’s leg, and she did have a more effective way to perhaps stir Evie from her slumber.

Mal, keeping her watch on the dog that was very much watching her back, slowly poked Evie’s leg in hopes that she could catch the girl’s attention. She kept doing it over and over, whispering the bluenette’s name, and Evie finally stirred a bit.

Evie opened her eyes drowsily, looking over at Mal with her eyes barely open.

“M, what---” Evie stopped as soon as she spotted the German Shepherd. Evie’s face was laced with confusion, but she smiled a bit as she looked at the creature. As she awoke a bit more, she grinned, reaching over Mal to see the dog.

“Hi, where’d you come from? You’re a pretty boy, aren’t---” Evie started, extending her hand, but the dog suddenly growled at her as she approached him, and Evie withdrew her hand swiftly.

“Okay,” Evie spoke, her gaze darting between the dog and Mal fearfully. Mal swallowed hard, and Evie didn’t move a muscle as she tried to figure out what to do.

Her eyes moved down to Uma’s form laying across them on the bed, and Evie moved her foot, nudging Uma repeatedly.

“Uma? Uma?!” Evie told her in a voice barely more than a whisper, trying to poke Uma as near to her face as she could reach which at this point was only Uma’s side. Uma scrunched her nose as she raised her head up, looking at Evie as if she had lost her mind.

“What the heck is wrong with you? Stop poking me!” Uma scolded, and Evie shook her head swiftly, glancing over at the dog that had not taken its gaze off of Mal. Mal was frozen in place in the midst of her pure horror, and she looked as if she might start screaming at any moment.

“There’s a dog! A big, mean, really scary dog, Uma, and you need to take care of it!” Evie cried, her voice low, and Uma furrowed her brow in confusion.

“What are you even talking about? Have you lost your mind? There’s no dog in here!” Uma proclaimed before suddenly hearing the animal growl. Uma slowly turned her head so that she was looking at the dog upside down.

“Oh… You’re right,” Uma told her, and Mal was frozen stiff as she watched the pirate. Uma rolled over onto her stomach, bumping Jane in the process, and the daughter of Fairy Godmother stirred as she started to awaken.

Uma, deciding that it might be beneficial if she treated the dog with sweetness instead of treating it cruelly, started to sweet-talk the dog.

“Hey, bud! Come here! Come here, buddy!” Uma beckoned, baby-talking the dog as she tried to make him calm down. He immediately seemed to pay attention to Uma over everyone else. His tail started to wag a bit, and he leaned nearer to her.

Mal and Evie were just staring at the situation, and Jane rolled over, trying to figure out what in the world that Uma was doing and why she sounded so sugary and nice. Jane’s eyes widened a bit as she realized what was going on.

“Aww, look at him! What a handsome guy! Who’s a good boy? Is he a good boy?” Uma coaxed, and the dog scooted closer to her, laying his ears back as he whined a bit. Uma grinned widely, petting the dog on the head as he wagged his tail and licked her hand.

“Look, y’all, he ain’t nothing but a little sweetheart,” Uma told them as she scratched him on the head affectionately. Something glinted on the dog’s chest, and Uma furrowed her brow, reaching down and noticing it was a tag. She pulled it up, examining it.

“Huh… Serge, member of the King’s Secret Investigative Services,” Uma read aloud, and her eyes narrowed as she figured out precisely why she thought the dog was there. Uma looked over at the other two girls. Evie was holding Mal closely against her and trying to get the girl to calm down.

“You know, this has the boys written all over it,” Uma commented, and Evie nodded slowly, stroking Mal’s hair gently.

“But why would they do anything like this?” Jane questioned, and Uma turned back to look at the fairy.

“Well, duh. Obviously because we insulted their stupid video games and I shaved the dog’s butt. You know, honestly, boys are so petty,” Uma pointed out, raising up and looking down as she followed the dog’s leash to where it was tied to one of the legs of the bed. Uma groaned, untying the leash with the dog snuffling happily at her face the entire time.

Uma finally untied it, and she took the end of the leash in her hands as she moved her legs across Jane and put them on Mal’s side of the bed, getting up.

“Alright, y’all, I’m gonna take Serge outside,” Uma expressed.

“Check on Audrey,” Mal told her, and Uma looked at her curiously.

“Why?”

“I think she was screaming when I woke up,” Mal explained herself, still looking a bit nervous as she watched the dog closely. Uma scoffed a bit, raising an eyebrow.

“And you didn’t consider it necessary to tell me this like as soon as I got up?” Uma inquired before rolling her eyes, heading over to her shoes and sitting on the bedroom bench at the foot of the bed, the dog standing there next to her happily.

“Okay. I’m going to go check on Audrey, and then I’m gonna put the dog out,” Uma told them, getting ready to put her shoe on. However, before she did, she turned her head to face the other three girls.

“Now y’all remember. If the boys are behind this, there’s no telling what else they could’ve done,” Uma explained, working her foot into her boot carefully and not quite reaching the bottom of it yet.

“So, keep up your guard at all ti---” Uma stopped swiftly in mid-sentence, narrowing her eyes as she experienced the feeling of something disgustingly squishy in her shoe. The other three girls stared at her, trying to decipher what had happened to her.

Uma withdrew her foot slowly from her shoe, setting her jaw as she realized that she had placed her toes in what appeared to be dog poop. She immediately knew precisely what dog was likely behind it all.

Dude.

Uma swallowed hard before standing up slowly.

“I’ll be right back. Keep an eye on the dog,” Uma informed them, her voice controlled almost to the extent that it was cold and emotionless, and Mal yelped as Serge looked over in her direction.

“Uma, if you could, please take the dog out with you,” Evie told the pirate, holding Mal against her gently with her jaw resting on top of Mal’s head. Uma carefully turned to the bluenette, trying to keep her anger in check.

She just stared at Evie for a long moment before hobbling out the door, trying to walk on her heel as she took the dog’s leash, bringing him out with her. Uma headed down the hall, stopping at the bathroom door, and she looked to the dog.

“Stay,” she told him, and he sat down. She nodded slightly before moving to open the door. She had figured that the dog would obey commands. After all, he was one of the well-trained animals that were part of the investigative services.

Uma opened the door, furrowing her brow as she realized Audrey had her face turned away from Uma.

“What’s your problem, princess?” Uma questioned, and Audrey stiffened at the sound of Uma’s voice. Uma raised an eyebrow, moving closer.

“Are you okay?” Uma asked, finding herself actually worried about the princess. Audrey laughed a bit before suddenly turning around, her eyes wide as she gaped at the pirate with an almost crazed expression.

“Do I look fine to you?!!!” Audrey demanded, and Uma withdrew, staring at the princess in surprise as she took in the sight of Audrey’s blackened face. It was akin to soot, and there were only a few places on her face that were her usual skin color.

“Actually, yeah. Now you look like a warrior instead of a wimp.” Audrey seemed to get even angrier at that point, and she went off on a rearing tangent as she was often prone to do when panicked and livid.

“This is devil wash! DEVIL WASH! I can’t go out looking like some kind of panda bear warrior thingy!!!” Audrey screeched as she stared angrily at the bar of soap. Uma tried valiantly not to laugh as she moved over to the bathtub, rolling up the leg of her pajamas and sticking her foot in the tub as she turned on the hot water.

“At least panda bears are cute,” Uma quipped, and Audrey spun around to face the pirate, her eyes glowing with a fire unrivalled. Uma just grinned a bit guiltily, realizing that it was probably not a good idea to mess with the princess when she was this upset. Audrey opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she seemed to realize what was covering Uma’s foot.

“What did--- did you step in dog poop?” Audrey questioned, her lips wobbling a bit as she asked the question. Uma groaned deeply, and Audrey started to laugh, unfortunately not as good at holding back her true feelings as Uma was.

“Oh, laugh it up. Ol’ doo-doo foot and panda bear. We’re a match made in… Well, definitely not heaven, that’s for sure,” Uma commented as she rinsed off the poop, grabbing a regular bar of soap to help her wash her foot. Audrey’s laughs subsided as she was quickly brought back to the situation with her face.

“Why does Evie have this soap in her cabinet?” Audrey questioned, and Uma shook her head.

“Evie doesn’t. The boys put the soap there. Just like they put dog crap in my shoe,” Uma explained to her with a bit of a snarl as she washed her hands after taking care of her foot.

“That… makes a lot of sense now that you point it out,” Audrey growled under her breath, and Uma sighed, turning off the water as she scooted over to the nearby rack that Evie kept her washcloths on. She then dried her foot off.

“Yeah. Carlos isn’t going to have to worry about that stupid dog anymore when I’m through. Shaving it will be the least of his worries,” Uma threatened, standing up and heading over to the door. Audrey examined herself in the mirror, trying to figure out some way rub the blackness off of her face.

To Uma’s relief, the dog was still obediently sitting there, waiting on the pirate. Uma smiled at him softly and took the leash, leading him across the house and heading for the front door.

However, as soon as she reached the door, she realized that something was wrong outside. Very wrong.

“Hey, Evie!!! You might want to get out here and take a look at this!!!” Uma called loudly before opening the door to get a better look at the horror she was witnessing currently.

There in front of her was Evie’s Jeep Charlene without any of its fancy, shiny tires that it always sported. Instead of sitting on tires, the car was sitting on large concrete blocks. Uma raised her eyebrows as she looked down at the dog.

“Man, when they prank, they go big,” Uma commented, and the dog just snuffled at her. Uma huffed a bit, knowing exactly how Evie was going to react when she got outside. The pirate then walked over to a shady spot underneath a tree and tied the dog to the tree.

She patted him affectionately.

“Don’t worry, buddy. I’ll get you some water in a few, and then I’ll call up your people,” Uma told him, and he licked her hand.

But before she could focus on the dog much longer, she heard a scream. Uma sighed, heading back over to witness Evie’s fit that she was likely about to be throwing.

“MY CAR!!! M, MY CAR!!!” Evie screamed, and Uma quickly spotted Mal attempting to console the other girl. Mal had obviously overcome her own trauma as a result of the dog, but Evie was just getting started. Evie looked as if she might fall onto the ground in the midst of her pure horror.

“CHARLENE’S RUINED!!! HER TIRES ARE MISSING!” Evie shrieked, and Mal squeezed Evie’s shoulder.

“I know, I know, I’m sure they’re around here somewhere, though, E,” Mal assured her, and Evie shook her head swiftly.

“Those tires were super rare, and I just got them last week!!! They’re brand new!!!” Evie almost looked as if she might burst into tears at any moment.

“It’s okay, Evie, it’s fine. Don’t be sad. Don’t cry,” Mal told her, leaning over and trying to pull the taller girl’s gaze away from the vehicle.

“These are not sad tears!!!”

“In that case, don’t kill the boys. We still have to get revenge,” Uma piped up, and Evie offered her only the barest of glances.

“What’s going on out here, guys?” Audrey questioned, and Evie turned her head to look at the pink princess that had just joined them. Mal followed Evie’s gaze and they both jumped in surprise at the sight of Audrey’s visage.

“What the heck happened to your face?!” Evie cried, her eyes wide as Mal grabbed onto the bluenette’s arms, and Audrey just glared at the other girl.

“Don’t ask,” Audrey ground out, and Evie didn’t bother focusing on the princess in favor of turning to her car.

“What the heck happened to your car?” Audrey turned the question on Evie, and Mal moved her hand across her throat in a silencing motion, trying to turn Audrey away from that question. Evie then practically had another meltdown.

“THEY MESSED UP MY CHARLENE!!!!” Evie wailed, and Mal sighed slightly, one hand on Evie’s back and the other in the bluenette’s hand. Audrey’s eyes widened and she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Jane came out of the house at that moment, out of her pajamas and in one of her usual dresses. She had her phone in hand and was intently studying it. However, after a moment, she looked up from it and she realized what had happened to Evie’s Jeep.

“Wow! They really messed up Charlene!’ Jane cried, and Mal closed her eyes, knowing what dramatics she was about to have to deal with thanks to Jane once again pointing that fact out.

“My poor, poor car!” Evie whined desperately, looking between the vehicle and Mal desperately. Audrey looked back at Jane with a warning expression, hoping that the fairy wouldn’t say anything else that pertained to Evie’s car. After all, she had already learned her lesson about that.

“Woah! They really messed up your face, too!” Jane announced, and Uma snorted. Audrey shot the pirate a glare, and Uma just shrugged a bit, clearing her throat as she smirked.

“Huh, I guess I’m the only one that hasn’t been got by the boys,” Jane pointed out, pursing her lips in thought. She then smiled widely and happily.

“Carlos must love me a lot!” Jane stated, full of shining optimism. Audrey rolled her eyes in response to the fairy.

“Come on, girls, let’s go in and get something to eat while we discuss what to do to our boys,” Audrey suggested, and Mal finally managed to get Evie to move, her hand laced in the bluenette’s. Evie’s gaze lingered on the Jeep longingly and worriedly, but she finally decided to move back toward the house. Everyone except for Audrey passed Jane, and Jane then turned and started to follow the group.

However, Audrey suddenly gasped loudly as she stared at the seat of Jane’s dress in horror. There before her, the behind of Jane’s dress was cut out, exposing what would have been her underwear-covered behind. Well, if the dress was not exposing Jane’s very revealing, very frightening thongs.

Obviously, Carlos did not love her that much.

At Audrey’s gasp, Uma stopped in her walking next to Mal and Evie to look back at the princess. Jane was currently looking at her phone, and she didn’t even notice the sudden stop.

Uma furrowed her brow at Audrey, and Audrey, in the midst of covering her eyes in mortification, pointed at Jane. Mal and Evie stopped with Uma, picking up on this exchange, and they all turned their gaze to Jane who was now walking in front of the group. Evie’s jaw dropped and Mal’s eyes looked as if they might fall out of her head as they took in the sight. Uma just raised an eyebrow as she watched the girl.

However, after a moment, she smirked and spoke up.

“Hey, moonglow, did you forget something?” Uma questioned, laughing a bit in spite of herself, and Jane stopped after a moment, looking back at the lot of them. She was confused for a moment before she finally seemed to realize that Uma was talking to her. Jane furrowed her brow as she turned to face Uma, looking down at the front of her dress.

“No… I don’t think so,” Jane replied with a slight smile, and Uma just grinned evilly in return. Jane then continued ahead of the other girls, going into Evie’s starter castle.

“Oh, my gosh, Jane wears thongs,” Evie murmured underneath her breath, gaping at the other girl as if her eyes were branded to that one place. Mal rolled her eyes, and tried her best not to look at the other girl walking ahead of them that was missing essential parts of her underwear.

“And that’s my dress that’s cut!” Evie cried, her voice only a tiny bit louder as she squeaked. Mal chanced a small glance at the top of the dress, before looking back at her best friend that was still completely frozen in horror.

“It looks like it. Did you make her thongs, too?” Mal questioned with her voice hushed, and Uma suddenly leaned in, catching onto the tails of the conversation.

“And after you told me you wouldn’t make me any?!” Uma questioned accusingly, and Evie gaped at Uma before returning her horrified gaze to Jane.

“No, I didn’t make her any!” Evie replied quickly, and Mal shook her head, realizing that Evie was still unable to stop staring at Jane.

“Evie, stop staring!” Mal whispered to the bluenette, and Evie worked her hardest to rip her gaze from the horror right in front of her. Evie’s eyes were exceedingly wide, and she felt completely and utterly mortified as well as disgusted.

“I’m sorry! I’m just so violated right now on so many levels!” Evie squeaked and Evie took hold of Mal’s shoulders, guiding her around so that she was in front of Evie. Evie ducked down a bit behind Mal at that moment, trying to hide from the frightening sight that she had just witnessed.

They all made their way inside, Audrey nearly running into the doorway in her attempts to cover her eyes, and Uma keeping up a constant giggle storm as she unashamedly took multiple pictures on her iPhone.

Jane finally turned to the girls as she stopped beside one of Evie’s dining chairs, and Uma wasted no time in placing her hands behind her back swiftly, trying to look innocent. Evie raised her head a bit from her hiding place behind Mal, and Mal tried to muster the slightest of smiles, despite the fact that she definitely did not feel like smiling about Jane’s particular predicament. Audrey peeked out from behind her hand and swiftly put a hand over her mouth as she crossed her other arm underneath her opposite elbow, trying desperately to look casual.

“What is going on with you four?” Jane questioned, looking quite disturbed by the lot of them, and Uma shook her head with a smile.

“Hey, are you feeling a bit like you’re, umm… I don’t know… Walking on air?” Uma questioned with an enormous, evil grin, and Mal mentally facepalmed as Evie finally came out from behind Mal, standing beside the shorter girl.

“Walking on air?”

“You know… Set it all free? Let it go? Can’t hold it back anymore?” Uma asked, and Jane just stared at all of them as if they had lost their minds. Jane shook her head a bit before pulling her chair out and readying herself to sit down. Everyone’s eyes widened as they realized that the other girl was soon going to figure out precisely what was going on with everybody.

“I don’t know what’s going on with you guys, but I really wish you’d tell me,” Jane expressed before sitting down in the wood chair.

Jane’s eyes suddenly bugged out of her head a bit as she looked around awkwardly. Jane reached down slowly, reaching beneath her behind where it was touching the chair seat.

The fairy then shot up from her chair like a flash, turning around swiftly as she tried to see the seat of her pants behind her.

Audrey had reclused back behind her hand, Mal was pinching the bridge of her nose, and Uma was subtly videoing the entire thing. Evie was just gaping at Jane in horror and disgust, her head moving sideways as she watched her spin around. Mal just reached up carefully, laying a hand over Evie’s eyes.

Jane finally froze, her face looking quite pale indeed as she gaped at the girls. Her eyes finally settled on Uma’s phone that was held out in front of her, videoing her still, and her eyes went even wider as she turned white as a sheet.

“Smile, you’re on candid camera,” Uma pointed out with a wicked smile, and Jane wobbled a bit. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she lost all semblances of balance.

And she then promptly passed out, falling on the floor.

They all watched the girl for a moment before Mal shook her head, pulling herself from her gaping. Mal squeezed Evie’s arm fondly before starting forward.

“Come on, E, let’s get her a fresh change of clothes and take her to your bedroom so she can change,” Mal told the other girl, and Evie followed along easily, taking one of Jane’s arms as they readied themselves to drag her. Uma approached them, her phone at the ready.

“You guys think you could turn her over? I need a good shot for future blackmail and embarrassment,” Uma explained, laughing evilly, and the two best friends shook their heads.

“Uma, I think you’ve gotten plenty of footage for today. Besides, if we turned her over, Evie probably wouldn’t be able to stop staring.”

“M! Have you ever seen anything so frightening and disgusting that you just can’t look away?! Like it’s the most horrifying thing you’ve ever seen, but you can’t stop staring! It was like Medusa, and it turned me to stone, my eyes frozen in place,” Evie told them desperately, and Mal couldn’t help but snort in response to Evie’s ridiculous, very imaginative way of telling things.

“Man, you know, I didn’t have a clue that Jane, the most innocent of all of us, wore thongs!” Uma announced, cackling as she watched Mal and Evie drag the fairy down the hall.

“Very few people do,” Audrey informed the pirate, and Uma’s gaze snapped to Audrey.

“What--- you mean you knew she wore thongs? And you didn’t tell me?!” Uma demanded, and Audrey shook her head, sighing.

“Yes, I live with her in the dorms at Auradon Prep. There’s some things that you just know when you’re living with someone,” Audrey informed Uma, and Uma shook her head in amazement.

They sat down at Evie’s dinner table, waiting for the other two girls to return as they talked. Finally, Evie and Mal came back, and they joined Uma and Audrey.

“Y’all get her set up?” Uma inquired, and the two best friends nodded.

“Yeah, we did. Evie’s scarred for life, though. I haven’t had time to decide if I am yet. I’ve seen so much in one day that I’ve got to process it all before I make the final verdict,” Mal pointed out, and Uma nodded with a slight chuckle before suddenly looking more serious.

“So, what do you propose we do about our guys?” Uma asked, primarily looking at Mal as she spoke, and Audrey nodded in agreeance, watching Mal as well. From her position beside Mal, Evie looked to the shorter girl hopefully, reaching over and taking Mal’s hand in her own.

Mal squeezed Evie’s hand in her own absently, considering the entire ordeal carefully as they sat there in silence.

After a few minutes, Mal looked back at all of them, her eyes glinting with that dangerous glowing green that all three of the others knew to beware.

“Let’s give them a taste of their own medicine.”

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

“Hey, guys, let’s each text the girls!” Jay suggested with a devilish smile, pausing the video game that they were currently all engrossed with to look at the other boys.

Harry’s eyes lit up with a familiar evil, insane glint, and Gil, as usual, was excited to do anything with the other guys. Carlos looked interested in that boyishly mischievous sort of way that he had. However, Ben seemed as if he was unsure of the entire situation, but he had a small smile on his face.

Jay grinned, and they all withdrew their phones. Harry started to text Uma with Gil looking over his shoulder eagerly and Jay as well as Ben began texting their respective girls.

“I’m going to get Eves and Jane,” Carlos informed them, and Jay nodded slightly.

They each asked the girls varying expressions of questions pertaining to how they were, and they leaned back against the couch, all of them except Ben chuckling to themselves.

“Boy, oh, boy. I bet Foxy nearly crapped her pants this morning when she found the soap I left her,” Jay informed the other guys, laughing wickedly, and Carlos nodded emphatically.

“And I bet Uma really liked the whole poop in her shoe deal! I think Dude’s shaved butt bettered his aim, because he nailed that target,” Carlos grinned, reaching down and scratching the dog’s head, and Dude panted happily.

“Evie’s wheels were super fun to take off, though,” Gil piped up, looking at his partner in crime, and Harry nodded evilly, his eyes glowing with mischief. They all looked to Ben, noticing that he hadn’t said anything yet, and the young king shook his head.

“Well, I did find some enjoyment in tying Serge to Mal’s side of the bed. But I’m not so sure I’m going to enjoy what happens when she figures out it was me,” Ben told them, looking somewhat nervous, and Jay just laughed at the other boy. However, Harry seriously considered this statement, thinking of how his captain might react to the prank regardless of who was actually behind her individual one.

“But there’s one thing I didn’t get,” Carlos trailed off, pursing his lips in thought. Jay tilted his head, looking at the other boy curiously.

“Why did me and you cut a big patch out of the back of Jane’s dress?” Carlos asked the former thief, and Jay’s face lit up in an odd, secretive smirk.

“You don’t wanna know,” Jay informed him.

“Well, I don’t know, man, I kinda need to know these things. And why do you know whatever it is but I don’t?! She’s my girlfriend!” Carlos questioned somewhat accusingly as he furrowed his brow at the other boy.

“Audrey told me,” Jay informed him, and Carlos scrunched his nose, not sure what exactly that was supposed to mean.

But he didn’t have much time to contemplate that idea before the boys’ phones started to go off.

“Alright, let’s see what we’ve got here!” Jay announced, and they all examined the screens on their smartphones with looks varying from mild fear--- largely on Ben’s part--- and wicked excitement.

However, their expressions of happiness quickly dropped, and they all looked disappointed. Ben, on the other hand, just looked infinitely more terrified.

“Audrey says that her morning’s been fine,” Jay pointed out, and all of the other boys nodded.

“Yeah, that’s essentially what Evie told me. Jane hasn’t even read the message I sent to her,” Carlos pointed out, and Harry shrugged.

“Uma said tha’ they ‘ad a wild night and ended up passin’ out from exhaustion on Evie’s bed,” Harry informed them, his eyes reflecting his pure unhappiness with the lack of rection that he had received from his captain.

“And Mal says that they’re going to be spending another night at Evie’s place if that’s okay with us,” Ben added, looking quite nervous indeed.

“Guys, this isn’t good,” Ben informed them, and Jay raised an eyebrow.

“How so?” Jay asked, and Ben shook his head worriedly.

“You know they had to have run into at least most of our pranks. Something’s up if they’re being this calm about it,” Ben informed them, and Harry sat up a bit straighter, nodding emphatically.

“Kingy’s right. Mal and Uma don’t take things lyin’ down, ye know,” Harry explained, and the two shared a wise nod. Jay furrowed his brow, thinking about this for a moment.

“Hmm… Maybe we should keep our guards up,” Jay told them, and the other boys nodded in agreeance.

And so that’s what they proceeded to do for the rest of that day.

However, to their utter and complete surprise, the girls didn’t do anything to them at all, so by the end of the night, they had mostly written off the need to be cautious and instead assured themselves that the girls would likely try to strike when they came back from spending the night at Evie’s place.

But this peace was simply not meant to be.

“Florian? Hey, Florian? Wake up,” a voice sounded off nearby Ben’s bed, and Ben drowsily came out of unconsciousness.

“Wh--- huh?” Ben questioned, before almost squealing upon realizing that some tall figure was standing by his bed.

It was early morning, and the rays of sunlight were just barely peeking in to expose to Ben the face of his very own father-in-law. Hades stood there beside his bed, looking down at him with a solemn expression. Ben jumped a bit, reaching over and turning on his lamp as he stared at the god of the Underworld.

“Hades! Umm… What can I do for you?” Ben asked politely, making sure that he was on his best behavior. After all, this was his wife’s father, and he wanted to impress him if he possibly could.

Hades looked at the boy for a long time before drawing his lips in a tight line.

“I’m sorry, but it’s your time,” Hades expressed carefully, shaking his head, and Ben just gaped at him blankly. He had no idea what the god meant by his time, and he hated to look like a complete moron, but he found that he had to ask.

“My time?”

“It’s your time,” Hades informed him, and actually looked as if he felt sorry for the boy. Ben furrowed his brow, trying to figure out what he thought his time was.

“What’s my time?” Ben asked, and Hades sighed.

“You know. The time that I come to collect your soul. The end of your time on this Earth. The beginning of your time in a new world,” Hades informed him, looking genuinely regretful as he stood there before the boy.

Ben’s eyes widened as his heart practically stopped. He didn’t even realize that he was nearly hyperventilating until he started to try to speak.

“Wh-wh-what?! I’m… I’m dying?!”

“Yes. You’re about to be dead, actually,” Hades informed him, his hands folded in front of him, and Ben shook his head quickly in negation, completely panicking as he sat up in his bed.

He didn’t want to die. He had so much to live for. His kingdom, his parents, a future with Mal. There was no way that he could die this suddenly. He thought he was in his prime, doing excellently.

“Aren’t I in perfect health?!” Ben questioned, and Hades raised his eyebrows and tilted his head a bit.

“I suppose. Sometimes these things just happen, though,” Hades informed the boy somewhat sadly. Ben held his head in his hands, freaking out but quickly released his head in favor of staring at Hades hopefully.

“Please, is there anything I can do?!” Ben inquired, his eyes filling a bit with unshed tears. This was all just so sudden.

“No, Florian. I’m sorry. When it’s your time,” Hades sucked in a breath, shrugging, “it’s your time. There’s not much you can do about it.

“So you kind of just have to put your head between your knees and kiss your butt goodbye,” Hades finished with an apologetic expression, and Ben shook his head, very much in denial.

“Can I get a doctor? A surgeon? Anyone to help?!” Ben demanded desperately, and Hades sighed deeply.

“Look, kid. I’m sorry.”

“Surely you can do something! You’re the god of the Underworld! Can’t you do anything at all?!” Ben pleaded, looking to Hades as the tears actually did start to come down his face. Hades furrowed his brow in thought, staying silent for a long time.

After a few moments, Hades’s light blue-green gaze returned to that of Ben’s with a strange expression.

“There is one thing that I can do,” Hades told him shortly.

“What?! Please! I don’t want to die!” Ben cried as he leaned forward, watching Hades as if the god was his lifeline. Of course, at this point, he was.

“I can put off the inevitable for one day. It’s not a policy that I like to use, because it’s ordinarily very against the rules of Underworld management. But in this special case, because you are the king, it can be used,” Hades explained, and Ben nodded eagerly.

“Of course, of course! Oh, thank you, thank you!!!” Ben expressed, jumping up from his place in bed and hugging Hades quickly against his better judgement.

Hades just stood there stiffly, and Ben suddenly realized precisely what he had done. Ben jumped backward, releasing the god as he stood there.

“Don’t do that again. Or I will revoke the policy,” Hades informed him, pointing a finger at the boy, and Ben nodded, keeping his arms at his side. Hades then turned and exited the room. Ben shook his head swiftly, scrambling for his phone.

He dialed the number swiftly, and he waited a few moments, hoping and praying that the person would answer the phone.

Finally, someone answered, and Ben started.

“Hello, could I get a doctor or someone to come to the king’s castle? I have an emergency.”

Meanwhile, in a different part of the castle, someone else was about to have a phone call as well. However, it was going to be of a much different nature than that of Ben’s.

Carlos squinted, rolling over in bed as he reached over to the phone that was ringing irritatingly and constantly. He grabbed it carefully, checking the caller ID. It didn’t seem to be anyone he knew, but he guessed that he’d try it anyway. It could be someone from school.

“Hello?” Carlos drowsily questioned, and to his complete and utter horror, a voice that he hadn’t heard in about two or three years rang out in his ear.

“Carlos?! Carlos?! Is this Carlos?!”

“Mom!!!” Carlos yelped, immediately wide awake as he shivered a bit in terror.

“Oh, it is you!” Carlos’s eyes widened in unadulterated terror. How had she gotten his number? And how had she figured out how to call anyone?

“H-how did you get this number?!” Carlos cried, horrified by the entire ordeal.

“Oh, um… I got it from the phone book, of course!” the voice informed him as if it were the most obvious fact in the world. Carlos shook his head, scared out of his skin.

“What do you want?!”

“Carlos, that’s no way to speak to your mother!” the woman scolded, and Carlos shivered, completely terrified.

“But I want my boy back!” she expressed, and Carlos stopped shivering just a bit, allowing himself to hope that maybe, just maybe she had changed more than he thought.

“Really?” Carlos finally questioned, risking hoping.

“Well, of course! I need someone to keep up the house! It’s fallen into such a dreadful state!” she told him, and Carlos groaned. He realized that he couldn’t give in to her. Besides, he was living far, far away from her now, and she likely didn’t even know where precisely.

“I’m not your housekeeper. Hire someone, because I’m not doing it. Not anymore,” Carlos stood up to her boldly, and she was deathly silent for a long moment. Carlos immediately regretted his statement, feeling his stomach drop to his feet.

“Oooh, Carlos… I guess Mother’s just going to have to come and get you at the king’s castle,” she informed him, and Carlos’s mouth immediately went dry as he blubbered, moving his mouth but with no sound coming out.

“See you soon, Carlos!” she told him before hanging up suddenly. Carlos’s eyes went wide, and he tried to resist his first instinct to dive underneath the bed.

He thought for a moment, and ultimately decided that there was only one real option. He needed to get Jay, Mal, and Evie. Carlos gathered his things in terror, grabbing Dude on his way out. The dog had been asleep before Carlos grabbed him, and the dog jumped a bit in surprise as Carlos snatched him.

“Carlos?! What’s going on?!” Dude cried, and Carlos shook his head.

“We’ve got to get Jay and the girls!” Carlos cried, and Dude didn’t ask any more questions as the boy rushed through the halls in a panic.

As they rushed along, they suddenly heard a girl-like squeal, and Carlos furrowed his brow, stopping in front of Harry, Uma, and Gil’s place. He shared a glance with the dog, and knocked on the door.

“Hey? Is everything okay in there?!” Carlos asked, attempting to control his initial urge to run directly to Jay’s room so that he could properly check on the two boys.

“’ELP ME!!!! IT’S GONNA BLOODY KILL ME!!!” a shriek sounded off that was definitively Harry’s, despite its high pitch, and Carlos barged into the room.

He ran for Harry’s room, opening the door quickly, and he spotted the one and only Harry Hook standing on top of his headboard in terror, staring at something down on his bed.

“What is---”

“Where’s Gil? Gil’s a better fit for this particular, eh, job! Yes, job that I need taken care of!” Harry told the boy, not taking his eyes off of whatever was sitting there on the bed. Carlos stepped closer, trying to figure out what was going on. The de Vil boy then spotted some movement on the bed, and Harry jerked from his place on the headboard.

“HELP ME!!! Wee Laddy, get it, get it, get it! It’s the largest bloody thing tha’ I’ve e’er seen!” Harry cried desperately, and Carlos stepped closer to the bed. His eyes went wide as he took in the sight of the giant spider on the bed. It was the true definition of a tarantula, and it had all of the large legs and the hairy body.

“Woah, that’s huge!’

“See, I ain’t whistlin’ Dixie, do somethin’ about it!” Harry cried, his eyes as large as saucers as he stared at the arachnid on the bed.

Carlos looked around fearfully, trying to find something that might work. He quickly spotted a nearby shoebox and he made a mad dash for it. He took it and used its lid to quickly throw the spider down into it.

Harry pulled off a full-body shiver, still standing and hanging onto the wall.

“Okay, you can get down now. I’ve gotta go! See you later!” Carlos told the Hook boy, turning and starting out of the room. Harry was quickly behind the de Vil boy, and Carlos eyes snapped to Harry’s form in an unspoken question. Harry just shrugged nonchalantly with a smirk.

“Oi, jus’ thought I’d come with ye, eh? Sound good? Good,” Harry nodded, not waiting to hear Carlos’s answer as he barged out of the door. Carlos rolled his eyes, but hurried after him, not wasting time as they left the apartment, slamming the door behind them.

At that moment, Gil woke up, furrowing his brow as he heard the door slam.

“Huh… I wonder who that was?” Gil questioned to himself a bit groggily. He rubbed his eyes carefully, and suddenly heard his stomach rumbling. He looked down at his belly and he grinned.

“Oh… I’m hungry. Let’s get some breakfast,” Gil told himself, patting his stomach and getting out of bed. He headed over to the door, reaching out to turn the doorknob. However, it would not open at all. It was completely stuck.

Gil furrowed his brow.

“Uh… Harry?! Harry?!” Gil called, and there was no response. To the boy’s fear, there seemed to be no one there, and the door still wasn’t opening. Gil started yanking at the door more furiously but to no avail.

Gil’s eyes widened as he realized that he was trapped. Gil’s biggest fear was being left alone, and being trapped was just adding to it significantly. Gil’s eyes widened as he tried to figure out what to do.

He shook the doorknob a bit, staring at the door before banging on it desperately.

“LET ME OUT!!!”

But the other boys were blissfully unaware of Gil’s situation.

In fact, Jay was only just waking up.

Jay stretched somewhat, barely opening his eyes, and he furrowed his brow as he realized that his face was covered in hair.

“What the---” Jay grabbed at the hair carefully, pulling it from his face. To his utmost confusion and horror, the hair came off from his face in chunks. Jay furrowed his brow, starting to breathe a bit hard as he realized that it was brown hair that seemed to have come from his head.

Jay looked around him, and there on the pillow was a ton of long brown hairs lying there. His eyes widened and he picked up the strands, freaking out. Where had all of his hair gone? All of his long hair had completely disappeared.

Jay’s long hair was his pride and joy, and it was quite possibly his favorite attribute. He shook his head swiftly and noticed that there was no long hair falling down into his face.

Jay swung his head hard, trying to fling his hair over his shoulder. To his horror, there was no hair to fling. Jay’s hands shook a bit as he reached up and touched his head.

“No. No, no, no, no!” Jay cried, hopping up from the bed in the midst of pure panic. He made a mad dash for the mirror, and his eyes widened as he realized that his hair appeared to be simply pulled back.

Jay narrowed his eyes, leaning his head to the side, and he swiftly noticed that his hair was pulled back in a bun. Jay turned back and look at the bed, seeing all of the loose hair. Jay looked at his head closely, and realized that all of his hair seemed to be present.

Which would mean that someone wanted him to think that he had lost his hair. He immediately realized what had happened.

The girls had definitely not been over the boys’ pranks.

Suddenly, Jay heard a banging at the door. Jay turned in that direction, and as soon as he did, Carlos came barging in.

“What’s up?” Jay asked, immediately noticing how panicked that Carlos looked and how it was likely as a result of something the girls must have done.

“Oh, it’s terrible, man, it’s terrible!” Carlos cried, and Harry suddenly came in behind the de Vil boy. Jay narrowed his eyes at the sight of the pirate.

“What’s he doing here?” Jay asked curiously, and Carlos looked back at Harry before continuing in his nervous ranting.

“Oh, he came with me after there was this giant spider in his room, and he---”

“I ‘ad to get a shovel!” Harry quickly interjected, and Jay raised an eyebrow. “Ye know, ‘cuz ‘twas so big and I massacred it so badly that I’m gonna ‘ave to bury it in the backyard.”

Jay eyed him skeptically, but turned his attentions to Carlos, deciding he would deal with Harry later. It seemed that Harry had ended up on the bad end of a prank as well if his nervousness about the mentioning of the spider was anything to go by.

“What is it, Carlos?” Jay asked, trying to get an answer out of his little brother.

“It’s my mom! She knows I’m living here, and she somehow got my phone number!” Carlos cried, and Jay sighed, mostly confident of who he thought had actually called Carlos.

“It sounded like your mom?”

“Bro, I know my mom’s voice when I hear it,” Carlos informed him, nervously petting Dude, and Jay’s suspicions were confirmed. It logically could not be Cruella that had called Carlos, and if it sounded just like her, Jay knew it had to have been Mal. Mal was a master at impressions and had proved herself multiple times.

“Carlos, do you remember when me, you, and the girls were all messing around and trying to do impressions of various people?” Jay asked, and Carlos nodded nervously.

“Well, of course, but what does that have to do with anything?!” Harry raised an eyebrow at the shorter boy as he passed him, heading further into the room as he examined the items inside. Jay’s gaze shifted to the son of Hook, and he mentally noted to keep a close eye on him just in case.

“Okay, so do you also remember that one that Mal did last?” Jay questioned, hoping that he could jog the boy’s memory. Carlos was exceedingly intelligent, but sometimes his fear got the better of him and he forgot some basic logic that was required to get from point A to point B.

“Yeah, my---” Carlos froze, realizing exactly what Jay was hinting at. Carlos furrowed his brow, looking at the former thief.

“No… They wouldn’t… Did they?” Carlos questioned, and Jay shrugged.

“I woke up with a setup that made it look like my hair was cut off,” Jay explained to him, and Carlos nodded slowly.

“Oh, and I guess that’d explain why Harry got the spider and was screaming like such a little girl!” Carlos announced, and Harry’s eyes widened as he realized what the de Vil boy had exposed. Jay smirked, looking at Harry somewhat smugly and Harry shook his head swiftly.

“Oi, that ‘twasn’t me, ‘twas me ringtone! Aye, aye, ye see, I get to hear screams every time someone calls me!” Harry defended himself desperately, but knew the damage was already done.

“Do you think they got Ben and Gil, too?” Carlos asked, and Jay shrugged, giving Harry one last lingering glance before withdrawing his phone.

“There’s one way to find out,” Jay told them before dialing Ben’s number and pressing the call button. Jay leaned against his desk, waiting for the other boy to pick up.

Surprisingly, it only took a moment, and Ben sounded as if he were in a sheer panic.

“Jay, Jay, hello?! Is that you?!” Ben almost hysterically demanded, and Jay’s eyes widened. What had the girls done to Ben?

“Yeah, it’s me. What’s up, man?”

“Nothing good, nothing at all good! It’s my time, dude, it’s my time!!!” Ben wailed, sounding almost as if he were crying. Jay was immediately uncomfortable, not knowing how to deal with this.

“What do you mean your time?” Jay asked, trying to get clarification surrounding Ben’s situation.

“It’s my time to die!” Ben informed him, and Jay raised an eyebrow, holding the phone out from his ear as he winced slightly. Ben had told him this so loudly that Harry and Carlos had actually heard it from a few feet away, and the other two boys stared at Jay strangely. Jay just shrugged.

“Who told you this?”

“Hades did! And he’s an expert on these kinds of things, so he’s probably right! If it’s my time, it’s my time!” Ben explained, breathing heavily, and Jay nodded slowly, rolling his eyes. It was just as he had suspected. Mal had asked her dad to scare the living daylights out of Ben in retaliation for the entire dog by her bedside trick.

“Oh, I’m so glad you called! Do you happen to be around Mal? She isn’t answering my calls, and I’m sort of panicking just a little bit!!!” Ben cried, and Jay sighed, smiling slightly at the ridiculousness of his brother-in-law.

“Just a wee bit?” Harry questioned, making fun of the young king, and Jay decided to explain to Ben what was going on.

“Ben? Hey, dude, listen to me. This a trick that Mal pulled to get back at you after the whole dog thing,” Jay explained, and Ben went quiet for a moment.

“Wh--- You think so? Really?!” Ben questioned hopefully, and Jay nodded.

“Yeah, I do. You see, Harry woke up with a spider in his bed---”

“’Twas a tarantula!” Harry piped up, throwing in his account of the ordeal.

“Well, you know, a spider, and Carlos got a threatening call from his mother who doesn’t know his phone number. I woke up thinking all my hair was gone, and it turned out that there was just cut hair all over my pillow, bed, and face so I’d think my hair was missing,” Jay explained carefully, hoping the other boy would calm down.

“Oh… Oh, oh! That’s a relief! Oh, phew, I thought I was going to die, Jay!!!” Ben told him joyously, laughing a bit at the end of his exclamation.

“No kidding,” Carlos sarcastically commented, and Jay just grinned in response to his brother, but tried to keep his smile away and out of his voice so Ben wouldn’t think that he was laughing at him.

“But… You only said what happened to you, Harry, and Carlos. What happened to Gil?” Ben questioned somewhat worriedly, and Jay furrowed his brow.

“I don’t know. We’ll meet you up at your study, and we’ll swing by to see what Gil’s up to on our way. We need to cling together. There’s no telling what their next trick might be,” Jay told him, and they exchanged goodbyes before hanging up.

Jay nodded to the other boys, and they hurried down the hall, heading for Uma, Gil, and Harry’s place.

Before long, they were inside the apartment, and they reached Gil’s door, realizing it was locked. Jay furrowed his brow, hearing what sounded like somewhat panicked breathing. Jay unlocked the door, pushing at it carefully, and he quickly realized that Gil must have been sitting behind it.

“Yo, Gil? Hey, dude, move,” Jay spoke, and Gil suddenly jumped to his feet, moving out of the way of the door. Jay opened it the rest of the way and Gil had a giant smile on his face as he leapt forward.

“Jay! Harry! Carlos! You guys are here!!!” Gil cried, and Jay nodded, a bit weirded out, but glad that the boy wasn’t completely traumatized.

“Oh, my goodness, I’ve been locked in there for ages! I had so many things I needed to say!”

“Like, ‘oh, my gosh, I’m stuck!’ and ‘I need to get out of here!’ and ‘I’m gonna starve to death!’ and ‘I really wish I could kiss Evie!’ and ‘Maybe I could go out with Evie and get some food for us!’” Gil started running his mouth constantly, and Carlos and Jay shared an unimpressed grin as the four headed out, Gil quickly behind them. First of all, Gil’s incessant blabbering was already getting annoying, and second, Jay knew how Evie would feel about Gil and his hopeless dreams of dating Evie. Evie would probably fall onto the floor and flop around like a fish if she even thought about it.

“Y’know, I’m beginning to think we should’ve kept him locked in there,” Carlos murmured under his breath. Jay chuckled at that comment, ruffling the de Vil boy’s hair.

After what felt like forever as a result of Gil’s chatter, they finally reached Ben’s study. Ben was sitting there on one of the couches, looking very nervous as he jumped when they entered the room.

“Oh, it’s just you guys. Good, good,” Ben breathed out in relief, and the other four boys plopped down on the couches, relaxing as they sighed deeply.

“You know, we really shouldn’t have started this whole thing,” Ben finally expressed after a few moments, and Harry was just about to agree with him before Carlos suddenly piped up, Dude in his arms.

“Oh, yes, we should have! Uma shaved Dude’s butt!” Carlos cried, and Jay just sighed deeply, thinking seriously on the entire thing.

“Guys, I don’t think we were unjustified in this fight. The girls attacked our video games---”

“And my dog’s dignity!” Carlos added. Jay nodded to the boy in agreeance with his statement.

“In fact, I think that the girls should apologize to us for causing such a ruckus and scaring us all so badly,” Jay informed them all.

“As if that’s gonna ‘appen. The day that Uma and Mal come in here with an apology’ll be the day tha’ pigs fly,” Harry informed them sarcastically, and the other boys chuckled a bit in response to the pirate.

“Hey, guys? Are you in here?” Mal’s voice rang out, and Ben nearly jumped off of the couch in the midst of his pure terror. The other boys just turned to look at the girls that had come into the room.

There before them were Mal, Evie, Uma, Audrey, and Jane.

“We came to apologize,” Mal expressed, and all of the boys gaped at them in pure shock.

The two groups just stared at one another for a long moment, but they were pulled from their shocked staring when Gil got up and headed over to the window nearby his and Harry’s seat, gazing out of it curiously.

“What is he doing?” Uma questioned, narrowing her eyes at Gil.

“Oh, I’m looking for the flying pigs!” Gil informed her, and Harry rolled his eyes, grabbing the back of Gil’s vest and pulling him back down into his seat.

The boys then resumed in gaping at the girls. After a moment of studying the group, Jay realized that Audrey looked to have the slightest hints of blackness on her face and her complexion was redder than usual. He strongly suspected that she had gotten into his soap, which made it even stranger that she was so willing to forgive him and the other guys. He shared a glance with the boys, signaling them to be on their guard.

“So… You came to apologize?” Carlos finally asked confusedly, and Audrey nodded, stepping up as she looked at the boys with a sweet smile on her face.

“Yes, we did. In case you haven’t figured it out, it was us that pranked you guys,” Audrey explained, and the boys all expressed varying forms of agreement, all of them well aware that the girls had tricked them.

“We were doing it to get revenge for what you did to us,” Uma continued, and Harry in particular nodded, knowing how his captain was about getting even.

“But we started thinking and we realized that we were really capitalizing on your worst fears, and that we had overall been very harsh on you guys with the pranking and what we said before,” Evie told them, her brown eyes shining with that bedazzling glow of care that was so characteristic of her.

“So, we made you guys a cake,” Jane spoke up, and left the room to bring in a large chocolate cake decorated with white frosting, a knife and forks on the side of the cake plate and plates for the boys stacked underneath the cake plate.

The boys immediately felt their stomachs rumble. After all, they hadn’t had anything to eat so far that morning, and besides, chocolate cake was their weakness.

“We hope you can forgive us,” Mal finished, and all of the girls offered them their most sweet and winning looks. The boys were heavily tempted by the cake, but Jay knew they couldn’t give in that quickly.

“Now, wait a minute. This thing doesn’t have any raw eggs or some kind of foreign objects like that in it, does it?” Jay questioned skeptically, and Ben nodded with him, terrified of what Mal could possibly do to the lot of them.

All of the girls shook their heads.

“No. No raw eggs or foreign objects,” Jane expressed. “I should know. I made it.”

The boys looked at one another, finding it nigh impossible to resist the prospect of a good chocolate cake.

“Okay… We’ll take it,” Jay told them, and he stood up, taking it from them carefully. He then carefully sat it down on the coffee table. The five girls went to go and sit down on the empty couch that no boys were resting on, and they gazed at their guys sweetly.

Jay watched them skepitcally, and then handed the knife to Ben.

“Here, Ben, you cut it,” Jay told him, and Ben furrowed his brow, definitely not wanting to accidentally slice into whatever foreign object that despite their words, he was sure the girls had probably put in it.

However, Ben eventually did start to very carefully and slowly slice big pieces of cake for each of the boys. To his surprise, it seemed to be completely free of any tricks. Ben raised his eyebrows in surprise and handed each of the guys their slices.

They all silently eyed one another before taking a very small, tentative bite of the cake on their plates. That is, except for Gil. Gil simply just dove into his cake, forgoing all worries about potential traps.

“Huh. Tastes just like a chocolate cake to me!” Carlos pointed out before taking several more big bites of his cake. The other boys watched Carlos and Gil, and after nothing had happened, they started to dig into theirs as well.

Carlos grinned widely, greatly enjoying the cake. However, after a moment, he looked up at Uma with a slightly more serious expression.

“This might cover all that stuff you did to us and said about our video games, but this doesn’t work for shaving my dog’s butt,” Carlos informed Uma. Uma just narrowed her eyes at him and set her jaw, suddenly looking exceedingly dangerous. Carlos’s eyes widened and he immediately apologized, turning his attentions back to his cake slice.

“Don’t push your luck, de Vil,” Uma warned shortly before looking a bit more at ease, relaxing between Audrey and Mal.

Before long, the boys finished their cake pieces. Ben felt immensely relieved that the girls seemed to have not held a grudge. Carlos was pleased with the fact that Uma had actually apologized. Gil and Harry were very happy with the entire turn of events, and they licked their lips, trying to collect any chocolate they could have missed. Jay burped suddenly, covering his mouth with a fist as he smiled in satisfaction.

“Ah… That was good,” Jay complimented, and the girls just beamed, glancing at the members of their group before looking back at the boys.

“We’re glad you liked it,” Jane expressed with a proud smile, and Carlos grinned back at her, thankful that Jane loved him so much. She hadn’t even rigged the cake, despite the fact that she could have.

“So… Do you forgive us?” Audrey questioned hopefully, and Jay pretended to think for a moment before nodding easily.

“Yeah. That was so good, you guys more than made up for what you did,” Jay expressed with a large grin, and Audrey smiled widely. Evie puffed up with happiness, wrapping an arm around Mal’s neck as she pulled her sister closer. Uma offered them a genuine smile.

They continued to talk for a little while longer, enjoying spending time as a group once again.

However, before long, the boys noticed something a bit strange. Their stomachs were suddenly hurting really bad and there was a building pressure in their abdomens.

Harry was the first to succumb to the pain, and he subtly bent over in his seat, clutching at his stomach. Uma immediately picked up on the

“What’s wrong, Hook? The cake not setting well with you?” Uma asked much too innocently, and Harry’s eyes widened as it occurred to him that the girls had done something. He didn’t know what, but it was certainly something.

“What did ye do?!” Harry demanded, groaning deeply in pain, and all of the girls suddenly looked very, very sly.

“Oh, nothing much, really,” Uma replied, looking to Jane to start the explanation.

“I made the cake,” Jane told the guys, and Carlos furrowed his brow, unsure of how that demonstrated any badness.

“And while she was doing that, Uma and I found a whole bunch of cute, little pills that we ground up really well, mixed with chocolate and poured into her cake mix. I just can’t remember… What were they called again, Evie? You always remember these things much better than me,” Mal looked to her best friend, lacing her fingers with Evie’s affectionately. Evie looked as if she were thinking for a moment before suddenly having an expression of devious realization.

“Oh! I think they were laxatives, M,” Evie informed them, and the boys’ eyes went wide as they realized precisely what the girls had done to them.

“And then Evie and I decorated the cake beautifully, disguising our little ticking time bomb under a deceivingly chic camouflage,” Audrey finished with a huge, immensely evil grin. Carlos’s eyes went wide as a pain shuddered through him, and he winced.

Well… Jane obviously did not love him that much.

“You said it was an apology cake!!!” Jay cried indignantly.

“Yeah, we’re sorry that you guys started this whole thing,” Uma informed him, cackling evilly, and the boys all groaned and moaned.

“Alright, guys, look, we’re just going to not use the bathroom!” Jay announced, and Ben’s eyes went wide as he shook his head swiftly in negation.

“Are you planning on crapping your britches or something?” Uma questioned, laughing at her own inquiry, and Jay shook his head stubbornly, crossing his arms over his stomach.

However, after only a moment, Ben couldn’t take it anymore, unable to keep up the entire resistance against going to the bathroom.

“Oooh, I’m sorry! I’ve just got to go!” Ben informed them, taking his leave rather speedily to the restroom, walking somewhat stiffly as he hurried off.

“Number one down,” Mal pointed out simply with a smile, turning back to the other guys. At the mere implication of possibly using the bathroom, it made Carlos’s need worse, so after a few moments of putting it off for as long as he could, he shot up.

“You girls are incorrigible, and I’m so not accepting your apology!” Carlos told them before making a mad dash to the restroom that he knew was in the nearby hallway.

“There goes number two,” Jane told them with a slight giggle, and Audrey smirked, meeting Jay’s eyes wickedly.

Jay narrowed his eyes angrily in a challenge, trying to get ahold of his feelings so he could stand up to the girls.

The next one to go was Gil, rushing around and looking about desperately.

“Where do I go, where do I go?!!!” Gil desperately questioned, and Evie smiled, full of sugary sweetness.

“There’s a bathroom eight doors down the hall on the left,” Evie informed him, and Gil took off at the speed of light, panicking as he rushed into the other room.

“And number three,” Evie added on, beaming at Mal and Mal smiled at Evie smugly as they gazed at their last two subjects.

“And then there were two,” Uma shortly told them with a grin.

Harry grimaced, gazing at Uma apologetically.

“I’m sorry fer prankin’ ye girls,” Harry expressed, and Uma just shook her head slowly with a laugh.

“Well, I accept your apology, because I know you’re gonna be a lot more sorry by the time you’re through with your bathroom trips for the day,” Uma expressed her opinion on the subject, and Harry stood up, attempting desperately to keep himself together.

“You suck up,” Jay scolded, and Harry’s eyes flashed dangerously at the former thief. However, his effect was significantly dulled by the flighty, desperate look in his eyes.

“Ye might wanna be suckin’ up, too, Jay-Jay. No tellin’ what they might do next!” Harry announced to him before finally deciding he could not hold it anymore as he made a break for the bathroom that he knew was in a servant’s room nearby.

“Number four’s gone.”

“Now… Our last contestant,” Audrey spoke up, leaning forward a bit as she mimicked Jay’s position, her eyes boring holes into his own.

He narrowed his eyes, a scowl on his face as he glared at her. Audrey simply kept an easygoing smile on her face, and Jay swallowed hard, feeling the need to go to the bathroom starting to override all else.

After a several minutes of just staring at each other, Jay jumped up from his seat, taking off for the door, holding onto his behind as tightly as he could as he ran.

“You girls are terrible!!!” Jay cried as he ran out the door, slamming it behind him.

The girls were quiet for a long moment before they all shared a glance. As soon as they did, they burst into laughter, unable to hold it in any longer.

The boys might have started this prank war, but the girls had undoubtedly won it.

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Surfing and Sea Shells - Uma x Fem!AK!Reader

Can you do a uma x reader angst and fluff

A/n: It’s fluff because I’m not that good at angst and I just really liked this idea

Of course fitting into Auradon as a new student would be hard for anyone. Especially a VK as Mal, Evie, Carlos and Jay had found when they first started.

But now, with the addition of more VK’s from the Isle, more were struggling to find their feet. One example being the daughter of Ursula, Uma.

Uma was sat contemplating on the beach when she saw her. You. Daughter of Ariel and Eric, sister of Melody. You were swimming in the ocean with your f/c tail shimmering in the light. Her mouth went dry as she watched you, feelings she’d never felt before running over her as she watched you and your sister swim in the water as your cousins joined you.

However Uma’s eyes were directly on you the entire time as she watched you approach the shore, tail turning back into legs as you walked up the bay, pausing at the pirate looking at you. You smiled at her, waving before you went over to your stuff, grabbing your towel and water bottle. You were about to approach when you heard pirate shouting, Harry Hook and Gil running down to Uma with the Core Four in tow.

“Who’s that?” Gil asked as he realised what Uma was staring at causing Mal to reply. “Y/n, daughter of Ariel, Melody’s sister. She’s a good surfer and swimmer due to being half mermaid.” Mal explained, raising an eyebrow at how Uma’s eyes were following you as you dried yourself off, grabbing your shoes and walking back up to Auradon Prep to your dorm to change.

“Is she single?” Harry asked causing Uma to glare at him, ignoring his smirk as Evie spoke. “Sorry Harry, you’re not her type.”

“Because I’m a pirate?” He asked, raising an eyebrow but Evie just raised an eyebrow in response, glancing at Uma.

“It has nothing to do with you being a pirate. It’s because you’re a guy and she likes girls.” Evie explained causing Uma to swallow nervously as she made direct eye contact with a smirking Mal.

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So that was how each day went, you’d be on the beach whether surfing or swimming whilst Uma sat on the shores and watched, pretending to do schoolwork or something. Sometimes the boys would join her or the girls, quietly chatting and acting like they didn’t know Uma was observing you closely, going red as you waved once in front of Mal, Harry and Evie.

“You should ask her out.” Mal stated one time, watching as you exited the waves with your surfboard in hand. You had been training for the competition for a while now. Uma frowned at that, turning to face Mal. “What’s that supposed to mean?” She retorted, ignoring their knowing looks.

“Look, you’ve been watching her surf and swim for two weeks now.” Evie explained with a smile. “Plus, you’re ‘er type.” Harry added with a smirk before he realised you were looking over again, nudging Uma to look at you.

As soon as Uma looked over, you waved before turning on your heel and walking over. “She’s coming over, why is she coming over?” Uma began to panic causing Evie to giggle as Harry chuckled and Mal raised an eyebrow. This wasn’t part of the plan to get Uma to ask you out?

“Sup, guys.” You announced, plopping down your towel next to Uma to sit on as your surfboard stood a little way from you in the sand. “Hey Y/n, thought you’d be surfing for longer?” Mal asked as she acknowledged you causing you to shrug. “Figured I’d take a break.” You explained, burying your fingers in the sand to pull out arrangements of small shells causing Evie to squeal slightly at the colours and shapes. You smiled slightly at Evie’s reaction before taking out some thin strips of leather from your bag and beginning to thread some of the shells through.

“Making friendship bracelets now, lass?” Harry teased causing you to raise an eyebrow. “Why, do you want one?” You replied sarcastically before glancing at Uma, smiling slightly causing Uma to smile back, rolling her eyes at the looks from the other three as your focus went to the bracelet you were making.

“Anyway, we should be going now, see you later Uma...” Evie announced causing Mal to nod, getting up and pulling Harry up with her. You glanced up and nodded goodbye at them as Uma glared daggers at being left alone with you.

“So the competition is Saturday at 10am.” You stated after a while, focused on the bracelet you were making. “So? Why are you telling me this?” Uma asked like she didn’t already know when the competition was.

“Because I didn’t want to be without my good luck charm...” You replied with a grin but Uma’s blank look made you frown. “That being you... since you’ve been watching me surf and swim for the last few weeks...” You paused as Uma’s face stayed blank causing your confidence to waver.

“You don’t have to... forget I said anything...” You mumbled, about to get up when Uma spoke, gently putting a hand on your forearm, although hesitant. “Okay.” She stated, her blank look gone with a nervous one as you settled back down, smiling.

“Okay.” You replied, smiling slightly before continuing with the bracelet, making small talk about an essay the two of you were given for History of Woodsmen and Pirates.

You sighed as the sun began to set. “Finished.” you whispered under your breath, looking down at the shell bracelet you’d taken a while to make causing Uma to hum under her breath, her eyes set on the sunset. You chewed your lip as you carefully tied the bracelet on Uma’s wrist as she was distracted.

“Well, I’m going to go shower and write that essay, see you later.” You replied, kissing Uma’s cheek before getting up quickly and walking down the beach to head back to your dorm.

Uma’s mouth dropped open at the realisation as her fingers ran over her cheek until she heard squeals and celebratory cheering.

“She likes you, she totally likes you!” Evie, Mal and Harry exclaimed with different levels of cheer. Uma was about to move her fingers from her cheek when she realised you’d tied the bracelet on her wrist, cheeks blushing at the realisation.

She liked you... and you liked her...

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lowkeyaesthvtic · 5 years

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Evil Karma - Chapter 12

Chapter 1 - Chapter 11

Word Count: 2,180

Summary: Harry, Sofi, and Gil hunt down the beast. Basically the solo Harry Hook scene from D2 with some EXTRA EXTRA gay thrown in because why not?

Pairings: Harry Hook x OC, mentions of Jay x Carlos, mention of former!Harry x Carlos, mention of Harry x OC x Uma, oh and a Harry x Gil kiss because why not

Rating: T for language, threats of violence, and a whole lot of sexual tension

Warnings: Language, threats of violence, whole lot of sexual tension and some possible innuendos if you squint??

Tags: @descendantofthesparrow @hookedradge @batmanwearsabowtie @newtshairdryer @amityravenclawelf

Author’s Note: Tumblr’s formatting is so weird and won’t let me indent my paragraphs and it’s kinda driving me crazy.

It didn’t take Gil and I very long to get to Harry. The two of us walked through the bazaar, Gil’s fire still roaring high and my hand ready on my dagger in case someone wanted to cause some unwanted trouble. We finally found him twiddling with his hook and taking a swig from his flask as he stood outside of Shenzi’s Hyena Pub. “Getting tipsy before a hunt, huh? Bad idea, Hooky.” I spoke flirtatiously as we finally came close enough for me to snake my arms around his neck.

Harry plants a quick, fiery kiss on my lips as he responds. “All of my ideas are bad, duckling, that’s what makes them so good.” He smirked as he leaned in to take the kiss further. As tempting as his lips seemed to mine, I put my finger gently on top of them to keep him from deepening his touch.

“Not here, Harry.”

“Why not? We’ve got plenty of time to catch our beast, it’s not like Uma gave us a deadline, right?” His lustful gaze bore deep into my chest, but that gaze was changed to a look of realization as Gil tapped his shoulder, waving excitedly when Harry made eye contact with him. “Oh, that’s why not.”

“Hey, Harry! I’m helping you guys take Ben, isn’t that awesome?” Gil beamed, his disposition faintly switching back and forth between sweet and an angry fire. Harry turned me to the side and lowered his voice as he spoke.

“Since when was Gil a part of this? Did Uma say it was okay?” Harry was a combination of confused and a tad bit paranoid. His free hand gripped onto the arch of his hook, seeming worried that Uma would punish us for letting someone into this special plan of ours.

“Why wouldn’t he be? I mean, you’re strong, Harry, but Gil has the strength to drape you over his shoulder in seconds. Imagine the damage he could do to Ben before Uma ties him up. It’s fitting. The son of Gaston finally hunting down the little legacy of the Beast that made both his and his father’s life miserable. Besides, Gil was third in command before I got here. I think he should stay there.” I looked to Gil as we spoke, watching as he smiled back at me.

“Wouldn’t that knock you down a peg, duckling?”

“Not necessarily. Two people can share a certain amount of power.” I leaned in extra close to his ear, lowering my voice to a husky whisper. “Happens in the bedroom all the time, right, Hooky?” His breath makes a tiny hitch as I take a small, gentle nibble on his earlobe before backing away. Harry smiles before wrapping his arm around Gil and playfully dragging him across the trash-infested streets of the Isle.

Not long after our walk began, we found a familiar looking crowd standing down at the end of the street, with one boy in particular trailing just a bit too far behind. “Huh, that hut at the end of the street looks like Mal’s old place..” Gil pointed at the straying group of kids. Harry quickly knocked his hand down, careful not to draw too much attention to ourselves.

“That is Mal’s old place. And it looks like our prey is falling a bit far behind the pack.” Harry replied. I snickered as I noticed Ben’s naive dancing along the shoulders of the street. Honestly, I’m surprised that he’s lasted this long. But the time for roaming the Isle is long gone for this royal bastard.

“Gil, you should get him now while he’s behind. That way we don’t have to worry about fighting off the entourage.” When I turned my head to gesture Gil towards the baby Beast, his demeanor seemed nervous, unsure. “Gil, what are you waiting for? Go get him, knock him out and bring him to the lower deck of the ship so Uma can tie him up!”

Gil stood still. Frozen and almost dumbfounded by the sight of his greatest enemy standing so close in his sights. “I...I don’t know, Sofi. Maybe I’m not cut out for this after all.” He mumbled, stepping back behind Harry.

“What the fuck are you talking about, not cut out for it? Just a few minutes ago, you were yelling at me with fire in your eyes about how you wanted to be included in things like this!” I gritted my teeth, wanting to yell the boy into shape but not wanting to scare off the Beast.

“I know..and I do. But I just, I’m not very good at hurting people. I don’t..I don’t really know how to do it.” Gil began to stumble on his words as his nervousness grew and grew. Was he really having second thoughts about this when he was so close? Harry grabbed Gil by his shoulders and pulled the blonde closer to him, mere inches separating their faces as their chests touched.

“Gil, sunshine, listen to me. You see that son of a bitch over there?” He asked, pointing to Ben, who didn’t seem to suspect a thing. “That boy’s father had your father nearly killed by pushing him off a cliff. That boy’s father created this hellhole Isle and had you, me, Uma and all the rest of us trapped here without even giving us a chance! Do you think he deserves to walk away from that unscathed?” Gil shook his head, slowly understand Harry’s words but more encaptured by their closeness.

“I mean...I guess hurting Ben would be hurting his dad too, right?”

“Exactly, Gil! That asshole over there made you, your father, and your crew’s life miserable from the jump. I know that pisses you off. So why don’t you get over there and beat him so black and blue his parents won’t recognize him?” Before Gil is able to playfully shout in agreement, Harry grabs Gil by his face and crashes their lips together. My eyes widen at the suddenness of it all, but from Gil’s brightened eyes and motivated smile, I could tell he wasn’t complaining. After the quick collision of their lips had subsided, Gil hastily and quietly ran to hunt his Beast. Waiting for our cue to pass Uma’s message, I look to Harry in a bit of a shock.

“Harry, what was that?” I ask, a small laugh of confusion escaping from my mouth.

“A bit of motivation. Some good luck for our brave soldier.” He joked, shrugging it off as if it was something he had done before. Was it something he had done before? Did Uma know about this? It then dawned on me the main reason Harry kissed Gil, and the main reason it worked so well.

“You know about his crush on you, don’t you?”

“Oh definitely, duckling. He makes it very obvious. Uma and I thought about letting him into the relationship at one point, but he’s just not into Uma like that. Why be with the both of us if you only have feelings for one, yeah?” I shrugged in response. It seemed so simple yet so complicated at the same time. It made sense, but yet so many questions popped into my mind.

“So, do the two of you have something going or are you just some lip service to each other?” Harry chuckled at the pun, not caring much whether or not it was intended. “Seriously. I’m sure Uma and I would like to know if you’re hooking up with someone that isn’t us.”

“He thinks of my kisses like little good luck charms. Nothing more. He told me so himself. Although, I would be lying if I told you I had never hooked up with him before. But it was long before Uma and I became an official item.” As I watched Gil carry an unconscious Ben over his shoulder and away from the entourage, I began my slow walk towards Mal’s home.

“You’ve got quite the body count, don’t you, Hooky?”

“What can I say, duckling? He’s very tender. Tender and gentle. I love taking the gentle ones and making them scream my name.” His luscious words tempted me, but we had a job to focus on. I would deal with my urges later.

“You better hope Uma doesn’t hear you saying that. The only name she wants screamed is hers.” Harry was about to spit out a response when we hear a soft, fair voice calling out Ben’s name. Harry and I were still relatively far back in the shadows. I stayed towards the back as Harry walked in front of me. His silhouette must have looked similar to the King’s because Evie still believed the shadow belonged to the royal Beast.

“Ben! Ben…don’t scare us like that.” With Evie’s words and sighs of relief from the boys around her, Harry and I emerged from the shadows and stood side by side, leaving them in shock.

“Don’t scare you? That’s my speciality.” Harry teased as I gave a conniving, quiet laugh from the side.

“Harry…” Evie whispered in disbelief. Did she really think that someone like Ben could walk through the Isle and have nothing happen to him? Whether we had a plan or not, there are plenty of people on the Isle who would hate Ben enough to snatch him. It just so happened to be us this time around.

“What did you do with Ben?” Jay asked, seeming tempted to take a step up towards us.

“Oh, uh, we nicked him.” Harry replied simply and nonchalantly, a small smile reminding him of our victorious mischief. I chuckled in response, remembering Gil’s smile as he walked past us with Ben passed out and draped over his shoulder.

“Like candy from a baby.” I taunted, peering into every pair of eyes I could find in front of me.

“And if you ever want to see him again, have Mal come to the Chip Shoppe tonight. Alone.” He glared as he let his finger roam to Evie, then Jay, then Carlos. “Uma wants a little visit.” He side eyed towards me, excited for what was in store for us.

“No weapons, either.”

“Weapons? Why would Mal need to worry about weapons?” Evie asked.

“Aw, Evie darling, seems like you’ve been in Auradon a bit too long, haven’t you?” Harry taunted, eyeing her up and down like a piece of meat.

“I saw Mal at Curl Up and Dye not too long ago. The blushing Queen to be had a knife in her back pocket. If she even tries to think about pulling something on Uma…” I let my fingers trace on the arch of Harry’s hook, wandering until they decided to grip the middle. “She’ll get hooked right where she stands.” I’m slightly taken aback as Carlos takes a confronting step in front of Jay and Evie, attempting to defend them.

“Why are you even a part of this? There’s no way you grew up on the Isle.” Carlos bit back aggressively. Given his small stature and some juicy bits of information I had learned about him from Harry, it was nearly impossible to take his defense seriously. I let an evil, mocking laugh roar from my chest as I looked over to Harry, pretending to be frightened.

“Well, well! Looks like Doggy Boy over here has got some brains after all. I had no idea someone so small could have so much bark in them, did you, Harry?” He tsked and shook his head as he eyed his old flame up and down.

“Oh, I know about his bark, duckling. But his biggest weakness is one..little..bite.” Harry lowered his voice to an alluring growl as he yipped directly to Carlos’ face. Jay immediately pushed his boyfriend behind him, ready to fight Harry by any means necessary. But, to his dismay, Evie held him back. “Aw, Jay...it seems like you’ve lost your touch. First you let your bike get snatched up, now it seems you can’t even keep your boyfriend from being stolen. It’s a good thing we’re not interested in him, ain’t it, Sofi?”

I chuckled as I eyed the flustered and angry kids in front of us. “Damn straight, it is. Seriously, Doggy Boy, you’re gonna go from someone like Harry..to someone like Jay? Talk about a major downgrade.” Evie continued to hold the two boys back behind her as she stepped forward and looked at me. There wasn’t any kind of glare or sneer. Quite frankly, she didn’t even look afraid. It seemed that all she wanted to do was take in the girl in front of her: me.

“Who are you? We saw you at Yzma’s egg stand. You could’ve killed Ben right then and there. Why didn’t you?” She asked, attempting to scare the truth out of me using interrogation. However, her skills weren’t that strong.

“Oh, Evie. That’s for me to know and for you to find out later. Ciao.” I gave a small wave as I locked my fingers into Harry’s hand and walked away from the entourage.

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glambitions-a · 4 years

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it kills to know that you have been defeated.

prompt : part three of my audrey centric fic! previous | next

| “no,” uma stretched out on the bed. “i was going to have harry do it and then laugh at you when he beat you.” audrey gave her a look that was less than what a proper princess should give. “he’s not a very good teacher when you don’t know where to start, especially if you’re a princess.” harry scoffed at this, of course, but he wasn’t denying anything. |

tags (open): @saturn-satin, @cosmosstarstudio, @go-sullivan, @tacobacoyeet, @andthatsonceliastophat, @johnmulanev, @lilychen, @youngjustices

with a mouth full of apologies, audrey followed harry into the room. he had held the door open but it wasn’t the same as when ben or chad did it. (maybe it was the way he bowed while he did it so mockingly) when the blonde set eyes on uma, she opened her mouth to apologize about how she had acted the previous day. but uma gave her a firm look that shut her back up, and audrey’s eyes cast down to her feet.

now she wrung her hands together anxiously as she listened to gil ramble on about a new fruit he tried today to harry. (who sat and listened which confused her to no end because she was so used to him not listening to literally anyone) she was sitting next to uma, not right next to her because she was still nervous but they were still fairly close to each other.

there was a movie on the t.v. that audrey didn’t know, but these days all she watched were ‘chick flicks’ so she shouldn’t be surprised that pirates were watching something other than those. her knees were pulled up to her chest and it was now that she had begun to regret not keeping her sweat pants on. (only a very small part of herself wished this because it was simply un-princess like for her to be dressed so sloppily in front of her friends)

maybe she had wished she had still kept on the comfortable clothes because uma had tilted her head when the two of them had sat on her bed together. the pirate captain had asked her if that was what she wore to sleep, to which audrey replied, no. (the problem was she couldn’t give an answer that she wasn’t semi ashamed of to why she was wearing actual clothes at ten o’ clock in the night)

audrey tilted her head back into the reasonably soft pillows uma had propped up behind their backs. slowly she let her legs stretch out in front of her. the princess was very good at pretending to be interested in the seven children screaming about something on uma’s t.v.,but apparently she slipped or something because uma put a hand on her shoulder. “hey, you okay?”

to this she sat back up and nodded, “yes, of course. why wouldn’t i be?” she trailed her fingers over the braid that was slowly becoming loose. really though, why wouldn’t she be okay? she was safe, and comfortable, and (according to the other people in the room with her, though audrey’s self doubt still ran wild in her head.) she was with friends.

“i dunno, you just seemed, like, off almost.” audrey shook her head in response and chuckled delicately. even if she felt a little out of place and like an intruder, it wasn’t like uma would care. audrey has witnessed firsthand the kind of behavior you get if you talk to uma about your feelings. (not to audrey, never to audrey, but to unsuspecting aks who get put in the dumb talking groups ben had put together to help ‘mingle’ the villain kids and the auradonian kids.)

uma made a noise that sounded oddly like a scoff, but audrey turned her attention to where gil was laid on harry’s lap. she pondered to herself how that worked, because it seemed far too affectionate to be friendly. uma caught her eyes yet again and squeezed her hand on her shoulder. when audrey looked over at her, uma’s eyes were on the television. (it confused her but she came o the possible realization that maybe uma was trying to comfort her. and then she accidentally melted into her grasp.)

uma made a little humming sound at the laughter of the two boys on the floor, a soft smile on her face that made audrey smile a little too. and suddenly audrey didn’t feel quite so lonely.

it was about an hour and they were half way through another movie before uma had taken audrey’s braid out and the two of them had sat much closer to each other than before. uma was humming a song audrey didn’t know, and it helped to distract her from the fact she was almost leaning against uma while she was playing with her hair.

audrey twisted her hands in her sweater, nervous that uma would do something to hurt her because she never got the chance to apologize. the fear made her feel awful, so she apologized. her words were quiet but she knew uma heard her because of her sigh.

“i thought i told you i was getting sick of all these apologies.” she tilted her head down shamefully and uma tugged her hair to make her bring her head back up. which made audrey squeak out a ‘sorry’. uma groaned at this and continued to mess with her hair.

“harry?” uma took her by the shoulders and moved her so she was sitting in front of her between her open legs. harry turned around immediately and so did gil. (for some reason audrey was unaware of) “do you think dizzy has hair dye in her room?”

he nodded, “i walked in on her redoing celia’s hair, they’ve got just about everything in there.” audrey assumed that uma grinned before she turned and reached for her phone, the princess turning her head to follow her movements.

she turned around completely so she could make eye contact with uma, who was looking at the screen of her cellphone rather focused. “why do you need hair dye?” a lump in her stomach formed at a revenge plot for her. maybe uma was just pretending to be her friend while really they were going to dye her hair neon green. she shuddered at the thought, no one could convince her that there would ever be a right time to wear neon green.

“well, if you must know.” uma sighed dramatically, obviously mocking literally every princess to exist ever, and set down her phone. “i thought we could make your hair brown again.”

audrey blinked, out of everything that was not what she expected to come out of uma’s mouth. “oh, uhm, why?” uma had picked up her phone again and from what audrey could see she seemed to be texting somebody, probably celia or dizzy. (or both)

uma groaned like it was the most obvious thing ever, “you told me that you dyed your hair because you wanted to look more like your mother. so, i thought we could make you audrey again.” the girl in question pursed her lips and brought a hand to touch her hair. by now, harry and gil were still looking at the t.v. and uma was scrolling on her phone again.

“well, that’s very kind of you.” she sat up on her knees and ran her fingers though her hair again. “i’m just not sure-” uma pressed a finger to her lips to quiet her, and it worked of course. who could ever refuse uma?

“audrey,” uma slowly put her hand back down. “i can read you like a book. you don’t need to pretend around me,” she waves her hand towards the boys curled up at the foot of the bed on the floor. “around us.” audrey took her bottom lip between her teeth. yeah, the reason she dyed her hair in the first place was so that she looked more like her mother. but she did sort of change because she didn’t feel interesting enough before as well. audrey isn’t sure what to think because something as simple as dying her hair wouldn’t make her happy, at least that’s what she thinks.

audrey squeezes one of uma’s pillows against her chest in frustration, “i just don’t know. my grammy already lost her mind when i dyed it the first time. i don’t want to disappoint her anymore than i already have.” harry had looked up at her words, and that was probably because gil had sat up and peered up at her from behind the foot of the bed. “she’s already kicked me out of the castle, i don’t want her to disown me or anything.”

uma sighed and squeezed her shoulder, “one of these days, i promise you won’t ever have to worry about your grandmother ever again.” audrey half smiled and shrugged. gil got up and gave her a hug to match her smile, cautious.

audrey smiled in thanks and her hands found her hair as she worried it between her fingers. “i’m just not sure, uma.” she let go of her hair and crossed her arms. audrey used to be good at holding her own and being firm, but after the engagement and her little incident with the scepter her self confidence had taken a nosedive.

uma groans, “if you let dizzy dye your hair, i’ll teach you how to sword fight.” the other girl sounds like this was a last resort option, and audrey tilts her head in confusion.

“i thought you were already going to teach me how?” uma had expressed a concern for audrey’s lack of fighting skills before, and the princess in turn had laughed it off, thinking she was joking. but of course, uma had persisted. audrey had been told that she would learn how to sword fight or at least something whether she liked it or not.

“no,” uma stretched out on the bed. “i was going to have harry do it and then laugh at you when he beat you.” audrey gave her a look that was less than what a proper princess should give. “he’s not a very good teacher when you don’t know where to start, especially if you’re a princess.” harry scoffed at this, of course, but he wasn’t denying anything.

audrey really didn’t want to embarrass herself, especially not in front of uma, gil or harry. (now that she had confirmed that she has friends again, she really needed to focus on keeping them. and she couldn’t go off the rails like last time) it would be easier just to agree with uma, because the girl had proven to be persistent and audrey just didn’t think at this point she could get away from this especially since gil and harry were aware that this was would uma wanted. she doubted she’d walk away with her blonde hair.

she propped up her head in her hands with a sigh, “okay, are they awake right now?” audrey smiled softly feeling gil’s head on her shoulder.

uma gave her a victorious smile, “audrey, honey, not everybody goes to bed at nine o’ clock like a fucking middle-aged man.” audrey blushed and laughed softly. she supposed they were teenagers after all, it’s not like they had a reason to go to bed so early. audrey had cheer practice on every morning around seven, so sometimes it was still dark when she ended up getting up to get ready.

audrey purses her lips. what uma doesn’t know is that she has to take a special pill (normally crushed up and put in her tea) because of the curse. audrey finds it especially hard to sleep most nights because of the gnawing feeling that she could fall asleep and never wake up. however, there was no reason uma had to know that. and it would be okay because she could just go to bed and get her tea and stuff after her hair was done. she just smiled and nodded as uma took her hand and said something about leaving. too wrapped up in her mind to care, she didn’t really notice when uma got up and picked up a pair of shorts and a t-shirt out of her dresser drawers.

“you should probably put these on,” uma set the surprisingly neatly folded clothes in her lap before running an arm down the sleeve of audrey’s perfectly pink sweater. “wouldn’t want you to get this dirty.”

audrey smiles and nods, uncrossing her legs so she can get up. gil moves, and suddenly she feels cold again. she pretend it doesn’t happen and she doesn’t feel it as she goes to the bathroom connected to uma’s room. “thank you.” is what she says as she opens the door. and even though she wishes to say more, it’s all that she says.

by the time audrey gets changed, she tries not to think about how she much she likes wearing uma clothes, even just the thought made her heart spin. when she comes out uma has this soft little smile that audrey hopes means that she doesn’t look terrible. they leave to go to dizzy’s room, and her heart is beating so hard.

the amount of squeals that come out of dizzy’s mouth while audrey’s hair is wrapped in foil is honestly astonishing. audrey is worried, and as always uma holds her hand. uma isn’t really paying attention to her, but she’s there and that helps.

she’s afraid to look after dizzy leaves her with freshly curled hair. by then, uma’s hand had left hers so she could go with harry and gil. audrey thinks it’s to go back to her room but she’s not sure. dizzy has this adorable smile on her face so she tries not to express her nervousness.

“audrey, audrey look! it’s so pretty!” a mirror was thrust in front of her face, and dizzy was right. it was pretty. shiny, bouncy brown curls framed her face and audrey hoped that her grandmother wouldn’t be too cross because she honestly really liked how it looked.

as audrey looked over, she found celia curled up in her bed and dizzy practically on her toes hopefully waiting for praise. audrey smiled in thanks, “thank you dizzy, it’s really beautiful.” a squeal came from dizzy as she stood up and brushed off her shorts.

a knock was heard on the door before a teal head peaked in. audrey holds her breath and for some reason prays that she likes it. uma’s smile says it all as she comes to her to touch it. “there, now you look alive again.” audrey laughs and smiles, like she knows she should.

only after audrey starts to breath again and she had paid dizzy (which surprises her for some reason) does uma tell her that she has a surprise for her. audrey is confused but smiles as she should and let’s herself be taken away with uma.

“are you fucking kidding me!?” she screams over the wind and the roaring engine of chad charming’s car. uma just laughs and gestures to harry with his wild smile and the key that doesn’t belong to him in the ignition. she pulls her hand with her as they walk closer.

gil looks over to her with this confused puppy look, then he looks to uma. “she knows fuck is a curse word here, right?”

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blackasmidnightcats · 5 years

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QfG Rants and Remakes part 5

Big thanks to both @agathasarmy and @yarasquad for sharing their ideas with me and believing that I could actually make a coherent rant without being too swallowed up by my emotions and hopefully I'll be able to do the same here.

P.S. Imma change the title of the next Rants and Remakes cause it's definitely not focusing on QfG anymore and it's gonna focus of AWWP so yeah...there's that to look forward too.

Chaddick & Yara + Tagatha interlude

Note: This post was originally gonna be titled "Chaddick & Yara + Mourning the Departed" and would have turned out as how it is explained below but as I was writing about Chaddick I realized that I needed to talk about something concerning Tagatha and realized that this post would have been too long for all three so I gonna move the "Mourning of Departed" in its own post. Hope you guys understand. Tagatha has a strong pull with me.

Imma actually gonna outline this cause I need to organize my thoughts and at least with this I could remember the direction that I would be heading.

First part's definitely going to talk about how Chaddick and Yara's death is bs

Then imma explain why them staying alive would have impacted the TCY storyline a lot more meaningfully (p.s. this is where the Tagatha interlude will be found)

And last (and this has been moved to its own post so stay tuned for it), I would also like to nitpick Soman's obvious lack of thought when it comes to the characters that have departed (mainly Callis and Lady Lesso and August Sader) and how it should have affected the characters (mainly Sophie and Agatha)

How Chaddick and Yara could have helped the storyline better

WARNING: I realized while writing this that I kinda made Chaddick and Yara more flawed than they are writen because I have to think about their character growth and they can't have that without having any flaws. So expect some more drama with these two than needed as I share my thoughts on how their characters could have went. They get better in the end believe me.

So I think that everyone in the fandom is one with the idea that Chaddick's death was one of the MOST worst decisions that Soman made.

As @agathasarmy said it once, Chaddick's death is more frustrating than sad because of how out of nowhere it is.

Via @agathasarmy:

but… Chaddick??? dying??? IN THE BEGINNING OF THE SERIES????

IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE, AND THE ONLY WAY IT MAKE SENSE IS COS SOMAN OBVIOUSLY DID IT TO INTRODUCE RHIAN AND THATS THE SHITTIEST THING ABOUT IT

HE REDUCED CHADDICK’S DEATH AS A PLOT DOOR WITHOUT PROPERLY SUBSTANTIATING CHADDICK’S CHARACTER FIRST SO INSTEAD OF US TRULY MOURNING HIS LIFE WE’RE JUST LEFT WITH THIS HOLLOW FEELING OF WHAT HE COULD’VE BEEN AS AN INTEGRAL CHARACTER TO THE PLOT

THIS

Chaddick's death felt hollow because it was a PLOT DEVICE. It didn't (or at least Soman didn't) conscider Chaddick much of a character but a means and once this happens some deaths can be very very hollow.

Like his POV chapter was very hard to read all because especially once you find out that he's dead by the end of it (SHAME SOMAN, SHAME) because his story and plot had so much potential. We weren't able to properly feel sad about his lost because we didn't get to know him better.

It just feels tragic. So much potential lost, all because Soman wanted Tedros to feel vulnerable because he lost his close friend.

WHICH SOMAN DIDN'T REALLY NEED TO DO

I explained already why this is bull and I'm gonna explain later what could have happened for Chaddick's character.

But in summary on why Soman didn't need to do it: EXPECTATIONS

Chaddick and Tedros would have been stressed out with all the expectations and comparison with Arthur and Lancelot. One wrong move could have broke them apart easily.

But Soman could have also not wanted to deal with Chaddick against his Sophie obssession so there could be that too.

SHAME SOMAN

Now, Yara.

Our little Soft Girl

She should not have died.

She really shouldn't have

W h y ?

Because her being alive would have impacted the story more than her death ever did. Just like Chaddick.

And if the problem was what she could have affected in the storyline in TLEA, then she could have been on the sides like. . . as Tristan from time to time or something.

Her being alive would have not affected or change TLEA at all. Like if more important characters like the Coven and the League can fade into the background then so could she.

But I really don't imagine her being in the school for New Evil with Aric as Dean. No, maybe Yuba could have hidden her with the League and she could have accompanied Princess Uma when they were getting Tedros and Agatha and then accompanied the Leuge or something.

Really it would have been that simple. C'mon.

Plus Kiko has been reduced to wreck after that. At least, with Yara being alive she could have fixed herself a bit more.

Okay

So in summary again: CHADDICK AND YARA SHOULD NOT HAVE DIED AND SHAME ON SOMAN FOR KILLING THEM OFF

Now, let's get to the juicier part, what could these two have contributed to the TCY storyline.

On Chaddick

It's pretty obvious what Chaddick's role should have been. He should have been important to the plot because his role would have been about breaking the comparison between the Past and the Present (see Soman, it could have been integrated into your canon plot) between him, Tedros, and Agatha to Lancelot, Arthur, and Gwen.

I'm pretty sure that Camelot has its eyes on these three.

It's pretty freaking convenient that they all have a predecessor to be compared to. And I'm pretty sure that it's not just Camelot who notices the pattern. I mean the whole freaking Woods read about this affair.

So Chaddick, along with Tedros and Agatha, should have been the ones that break this chain. It could have symbolized that Camelot was entering into a new, better era after a similar relationship broke it.

Like, a King, his beloved Queen and his most trusted Knight brought hope but ended in a Tragedy.

Now, another King, his beloved Queen and his most trusted Knight are skeptically judged for having the same pattern and they instead bring the Glory that first trio didn't

With Tedros, Agatha, and Chaddick united with each other bringing Camelot out of its traumatic experience with Tedros's parents, Camelot finally accepting that these three are not the same as Arthur, Gwen, and Lance and fully supporting them DESPITE the fear, would have been a much stronger message of that 'the past doesn't always repeat itself.'

Because with Rhian being known and most propably remembered as Tedros's most trusted Knight and betraying him in the end, it's like a copy of what Lance technically did to Arthur.

It just further proved that Camelot's King would always be betrayed by the ones they trust most.

Sadly for Arthur, he was betrayed by both Gwen and Lance and they left him alone.

While Tedros still has Agatha but without Chaddick the lesson simply is not learned.

Chaddick was integral to this formula because Camelot would have had to face yet another propable tragedy for their beloved King in the hands of the people he loves. With Tedros, Agatha, and Chaddick, complete, proving that they could do better despite having just a strong a bond as what Arthur and co had and Camelot accepting and trsuting this, the previous wounds would be replaced with new Hope.

Because even if that whole affair happened and ruined the Kingdom, at least they have proof that it's not always gonna happen that way.

And that's why Rhian being remembered as Tedros's Knight hurts this idea. Cause he betrayed him too.

Anyway, hopefully I made my point with this legacy thing.

Plus Chaddick and Arthur's Round Table training him. WHY SOMAN WHY?!?!?!

And now, imma explain what I think should have happened with Chaddick and how his character development and his role should have played out.

Because Chaddick is a pretty well rounded character, his POV chapter proves that he's brave, and is willing to die for his friends and what's right, and there isn't really much flaws to him aside from that he can sometimes make the most worst decisions despite being pretty wise.

I honestly cannot tell if he is stupid sometimes or Soman just does this to him cause PLOT.

Fandom I need help with this. Give me some opinions.

Like. . . he's wise enough to know what was right, examples being warning Tedros about Sophie and the first to listen to Agatha in AWWP, but also dumb or ignorant enough to bully Agatha in Book 1 and that VERY IMPORTANT THING ABOUT completely ABUSING Tedros is AWWP.

Like I'm kinda confused with him.

Well maybe we can say that he's a bit ignorant and maybe was raised with privilege so that's why he bullied Agatha in Book 1 and kinda wisened up in Book 2 about her.

But I am not excusing his attitude towards Tedros in AWWP because that was messed up. Well, AWWP was messed up so there is that but if we have to acknowledge that mess and have some closure then I vote for it to come from Chaddick and Yara.

Like maybe the reason why Chaddick is more wise now is because of that very experience. Maybe he could still be a bit guilty about it and that kinda messes with his mind cause he still thinks that Tedros is still the same boy those years ago in their second year and Rhian uses this to his advantage.

Actually, thinking about it this makes so much sense.

Like instead of AGATHA having the trust issues (thought I wouldn't completely vanish it, just not at the same level as she does in canon) it's CHADDICK that has them. Cause he's always kinda gets haunted by what happened in AWWP.

I mean Tedros replaced him with ARIC of all people when he failed to retrieve Agatha. There has to be some animosity between them since. I can imagine that Chaddick kinda felt like him and Tedros could never be as close as when they were during their first year. And he would totally understand it if Tedros never really forgave him for what happened and was at peace with it even if he didn't have enough guts to find a closure for it. He'd respect his friend first and foremost.

But then comes Tedros, all fine and inviting him to be his Knight like that would mess Chaddick up.

He propably couldn't believe it at first and maybe even kindly refused the offer at first but then he sees the heart break in Tedros's face and Chaddick realizes that Tedros really wanted this.

Tedros still sees Chaddick as his closest friend despite what happened in AWWP. And maybe after some thinking, Chaddick realizes that he still wants to have the bond with Tedros like what they had in Book 1. So he accepts.

But of course, they've changed and Chaddick still gets eaten by guilt because I think that he's the kind of person that knows that he did something wrong and wants to repent for it.

So instead of that wise friend that Tedros had in Book 1, Chaddick can't trust his judgement about Tedros because he's scared he'd go too far. So he kinda just agrees to Tedros's ideas and doesn't really give advice. Tedros kinda notices this and tries to talk to Chaddick about it but Chaddick would be all formal to him. Tedros, I don't really know, would think that it would be for his sake with the comparison with Arthur and Lance and all. So he kinda just goes along with it.

It's messy right now guys, I know, I'm kinda butchering Chaddick's character here but I promise it gets better and in my mind he'd be like this for only Book 4. He'd be Wise Chaddick again right after. Just give me a chance to explain.

So they have this kind of miscommunication thing that Canon Tagatha had in QfG instead and that would have made so much more sense and here's why;

Warning: this is officially where the Tagatha interlude starts so if you wanna skip it (why though???) find the sign that states it's the end. It's gonna be in pink too.

The fact that Tagatha was having a miscommunication failure was kinda off with me because 1) they've been over this in AWWP and TLEA. In TLEA Tedros has absolutely no problem with pushing Agatha to share more when she wouldn't and 2) he could easily read her like a book, especially when it counts. Like he could get her favorite food wrong but he always seemed to know what Agatha was having trouble with and was there to help her out and is not afraid to call her out on it (i.e. the Cinderella thing, he was on point there)

Imma provide some examples of Tedros totally getting Agatha when it counts;

AND THIS

AND THIS TOO

WAIT THERE IS MORE (The Tagatha Moment)

AND LET US NOT FORGET

THIS IS WHY TLEA TAGATHA WILL ALWAYS BE BEST TAGATHA.

I get that Agatha's insecure about herself and maybe she was kinda influenced with the Excalibur thing (but I highly doubt it though) but it's no reason for her to get to the conclusion she did at the end of QfG.

I mean girl, you were always thinking that Tedros would be a Great King in TLEA and that's why you've been so insecure about yourself. WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT???

Someone call me out on this PLEASE. I'm hurting myself by judging her too hard.

I can imagine that she would be sceptical with Tedros's ideas and kinda doubting him about it (you guys have no idea how much it hurts typing this) but I can also imagine that she would never doubt that Tedros's heart is in the right place even if she thinks that the way he gets there isn't always the best.

Like we have literal proof that Tedros gets Agatha almost like Sophie does and the best thing is that I'm sure that Tedros would think of the best in mind.

The mess in QfG makes no sense because they should be over this miscommunication bs and it should not have been a thing.

And if it was because of the stress with Excalibur and his responsibilities as King that made Tedros suddenly not get Agatha then WTF Soman!?!?!? I did not ask for this. They were literally about to die in TLEA and yet they could still joke and tease each other and have these cute little scenes with the other.

Instead I got Rhian's b*tch ass being Tedros's therapists when he knows sh*t about this boy and Agatha doubting Tedros like he did something horrible. (Well he did for trusting Rhian but i digress)

I could have had more of these cute Tagatha scenes instead. Like, is it too much to ask for these two to just show their love for each other in other ways than "I will save you" and "You're the best thing ever and I don't want to lose you for this horrible thing that I did or say" like give me small softer moments anytime.

Tedros gently teasing Agatha when she's being difficult and Agatha being totally trying not to show that she's smitten over it.

Agatha trying to be romantic at the most outrageous moments and Tedros being like "?????" but totally finding it cute.

Other character just not getting these two when they do and they are just as confused.

These are the kind of scenes I wanted from them. And if I have to use Chaddick to get it then so be it. (I'm sorry about this, I'm mostly projecting at this point and these really affecting my personal opinions on this matter but I'll try to tone it down a bit so that it's still coherent)

Note: this is the official end of the Tagatha interlude but i'm not keeping any promises that it'll be the last

Anyways, Chaddick and Tedros, they have more reasons with having communication problems because;

They have not been together for a very long time and they've both propably changed since

AWWP. So far, the two of them have had horrible experiences as the last thing that they remember about each other.

As I explained, I headcanon that Chaddick has a somewhat formed a sort of PSTD with it and is very scared that he's gonna mess it up.

I'm not even going to try to explain the PSTD thing cause I feel like I'm not gonna do it justice but I hope you get what I mean.

Chaddick must have become more unsure of himself after AWWP and he must still be trying to fit this new Tedros with the old one that he used to hang out with in Book 1. It would have been a good comparison to show that Tedros has indeed change and grown since then.

Like Chaddick kinda feels like he needs to intervene when Tedros shares a very outrageous suggestion but doesn't know how and kinda ends up in a mess.

Basically imagine Tagatha's problems in QfG and apply to Tedros and Chaddick instead.

And Chaddick would have been suspiscious about Rhian from the beginning. He's a smart savy guy afterall.

So Rhian kinda exploits this and gets the two boys against each other. Because say that Tedros and Chaddick have this big fight propably like the one when Agatha comments that Tedros was being a horrible king but Chaddick's the one that said it instead. Say that this happens around the middle of the Book and it's the final straw between them because they haven't been properly communicating and all the pressure on them. Rhian could easily worm his way to Tedros's side and replace Chaddick nicely. Cause unlile Chaddick, Rhian would make Tedros believe that HE'S the one that believes in him the most.

So they kinda fall apart and Chaddick and Tedros are trying to understand where it all went wrong.

Agatha would try to understand each side and get them to better terms again but she can't do it alone plus a-hole Rhian is butting in.

I imagine that, for me, the logical person that Chaddick might approach on his dilema with Tedros might be Ravan.

Cause the two of them basically think the same way and are usually calm and wise. The only difference would be that Chaddick's more active while Ravan's more passive and choses to observe before making a move. So he calms Chaddick down when he's being too impatient.

Chaddick and Agatha would be talking of course. And I don't know why but I imagine that they're more numb to all the gossip about the three of them especially around each other because they're both sort of level headed and wise then when they're with Tedros individually.

And I imagine this is where the Tagatha drama happens. Only after Rhian cause I wanna be clear that without him, Tagatha would have been fine. He also tries to break them up by saying that Agatha sides with Chaddick and that she doesn't have much faith in Tedros too.

Agatha's going to deny this of course (because it's all bs from Rhian) but Tedros has been too stressed and vulnerable that he sorta starts to believe it and Agatha gets frustrated that Tedros is choosing to believe Rhian when she's known him longer and after everything that they've been through.

But Tedros isn't fully under Rhian's spell. I would have put several times when they would doubt each other especially when Rhian talks crap about Agatha and Chaddick and it would be beserk button for Tedros so Rhian doesn't really go there.

Now Chaddick would be having his little personal battle with himself and Ravan and Agatha would be there to support him and give some advice.

The real kicker would have been when Rhian is adored by Camelot as Tedros's Treasured Knight, someone better than Lancelot and Chaddick kinda has a heartbreaking moment because HE'S supposed to be the one that was known as Tedros's Treasured Knight not this stranger. Not this stranger that stole everything from him especially his best friend.

Agatha hears about this and reflects the time when she gave up her own position as Tedros's queen in TLEA and remembers that Tedros knows her and all her monsters and has been the light to help her fight them.

So she and Chaddick have this talk and she tries to concinve him that Tedros wouldn't want for Chaddick to just give up on him like that. Chaddick thinks about it but is still not completely convinced but Agatha reminds him that Tedros CHOOSE HIM to be his Knight and Liege and they both have to fight for it.

It's Ravan who finally manages to get Chaddick to gear when he asks Chaddick if he's going to regret anything he should choose to either regret letting Tedros go and not fighting for their friendship or make a complete idiot of himself but fight for their friendship instead.

So Chaddick does the latter but everything is too late and the Rhian thing happens as I explained in the first Rants and Remakes post and Chaddick gets tossed into jail with Tedros.

It's in book 5 that I imagine their relationship actually starts to heal itself and they both try to get through everything. I haven't thought of all the kinks out yet but I imagine a lot of fights and Chaddick just kinda shouting what he thinks before he startsvthe regret it and Tedros being this physic and just getting Chaddick too like how he does Agatha.

Again, I haven't thought of everything yet but I'll share it when I do

Now let's move on to Yara

On Yara

Yara would have been more influencial alive then dead and I already explained why how she could have been handled in TLEA cause where I really see exploiting her is in the storyline of TCY.

With the Balance vs Chaos in mind as well as the Lady of the Lake villainess plotline, Yara could have been the answer to this.

She'd be a living reminder of everything that all the characters went through in AWWP and how horribly toxic it is to everyone. Especially those like Yara who lives in the between.

Like with the Lady plotline she would have promoted ultimate purity for both Good and Evil and doesn't believe that each side could be able to understand each other so she thinks that she's promoting Balance that way and that letting each side corrupt the other is Chaos.

She would have believed that Yara is an abomination to the Balance because she is the embodiment of the idea that you can choose some charcteristic from two sides and still be yourself.

Plus with Yara alive the other characters would be forced to rethink their ideals and how to approach this new possibility and reflect on the old ways that have been hurting the ones that are similar to her.

I imagine that Yara's gonna have an internal struggle with this like she's still trying to understand it herself and as she tries to understand it the more that the other characters do as well.

I haven't actually thought out her actual detailed storyline just yet and even though I wanna say more I know that I might butcher her character as I go on but I definitely know her importance to the possible story.

As I explained before, if in TSY was Good VS Evil and that the TCY was about Good AND Evil and how both sides need each other to grow and develop and that the importance of the School still teaching Good and Evil in its most purest form is so that they'd all have a guideline to go by but the curriculum has become more flexible with their beliefs OF Good and Evil and that every student just have shades of grey but choses to go by these either of the two and can still be a Hero or a Villain then Yara could have been the right person to show that it doesn't matter if your not completely on one side and was given the characteristics of the other, it matters what values you choose to follow despite it and how tou choose to use it to help everyone else for the better.

Cause it's canon already that it doesn't matter what they are, it's what they do that counts.

NGL I'm not completely satisfied with how I explained Chaddick and Yara I feel like I didn't do them justice here and I will definitely get back to this when I have organized and fleshed out my thoughts on them

Anyways, if you guys would like to add your own thoughts to this post pls do.

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