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“You dare defy your Queen?”
—Evil Queen, Kingdom Hearts
Chapter 1
All It Takes is an Invitation
A five-year-old little princess watched as her mother continued making preparations for her upcoming birthday party. The young princess frowned as she watched her mother finish sending out all the invitations to her party. Normally the girl won’t question her mother, mainly out of fear and insecurity, but for some reason she felt the need to speak her mind.
“Mommy, why didn’t you invite everyone?” she asked with a concerned look on her face.
The young princess’s mother, known as the famous Evil Queen, barely looked at her daughter in response.
“I did Evie. Now leave me be, I have more things to take care of for the celebration,” The Evil Queen replied with a wave of her hand as she started leaving the small den where she had been personally writing all of the invitations.
Evie’s eyes filled with confusion, knowing that her mother had in fact forgotten to make an invitation for someone. With courage that she didn’t realize she possessed, Evie opened her mouth to speak once more.
“But you forget to make one for Maleficent’s daughter,” boldly commented the princess.
The Evil Queen paused in her steps and turned to face her daughter with a stern look that froze the small girl.
“Go to your room Evie, now,” commanded the queen with a sharp edge in her tone that sent a shiver of fear through Evie.
Not wanting to anger her mother any more than she did, Evie quickly fled out of the den and headed to her room. Once the girl entered her room and closed the door behind her, she let out an unsteady breath. Evie was glad that her mother decided to send her to her room instead of lashing out like she usually did when she made her mother angry. Evie figured that it was because of her party being only a few weeks away and that the queen wanted to make sure her appearance was at the peak of perfection for the celebration. Evie subconsciously touched her right cheek remembering the deep cut that had been made on it from her mother’s last outburst. That wound had taken weeks to heal and lots of makeup to cover it up.
Evie quickly removed her hand from her cheek and tried to push that memory to the far recesses of her mind where the rest of those types of memories were kept. Instead the princess turned her thoughts back to that specific invitation her mother never wrote. Evie bit her lip realizing that her mother never planned on making that invitation. Evie being incredibly smart for her young age, could easily figure out why her mother did not write an invitation for Maleficent’s daughter. A frown formed on her lips, knowing that it wasn’t fair that Maleficent’s daughter wouldn’t get an invitation just because the queen still felt bitter about being bested by Maleficent all those years ago. Yes, the girl understood that fairness was frowned upon on the Isle of the Lost and that she should be delighted in the knowledge that the daughter of her mother’s rival would not be welcomed to her party. Yet, for some reason, no matter how much Evie tried to convince herself that she shouldn’t want Maleficent’s daughter to attend her celebration, Evie couldn’t shake the feeling of wrongness at the situation.
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Evie continued to toss and turn in her bed. No matter how much she tried she just couldn’t sleep. That feeling of wrongness would not leave her alone. With a frustrated huff, Evie tossed the cover to the side and sat up in her bed.
“Fine, conscience you win! Uhh!” exclaimed Evie as she got out of bed and began searching through her closet.
“I’m not even supposed to have a stupid conscience,” she muttered as she took one of her oldest and worn out dresses from the closet. She looked at the dark blue dress for a moment before a sigh escaped her lips. “I guess this will have to do.” With the dress in hand, Evie went over to her sewing table and began making alterations on the dress. Even though the princess was in a rush, she learned to be very careful when she used the sewing machine. The girl had experienced enough sewing injuries on her hands already and did not want to risk making any more. As she continued working on the dress, Evie couldn’t help but think how her mother would react if she found out she was alternating one of her dresses. Even though this dress was old and tattered, her mother would still scold her for messing with it. Just that thought alone made Evie pause in fright and made her second guess what she was planning to do.
“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” she said to herself.
Evie knew that if her mother ever found out about what she planned to do, she would undoubtedly receive one of her mother’s harsher punishments. A small whimper left Evie’s mouth as she recalled the searing pain that came from the molten hot comb her mother had branded her left arm with when she was three years old. Till this day Evie didn’t know what she had done to deserve that punishment, but the girl knew she didn’t want to go through that experience again.
Fear crept in on Evie and she came to the conclusion that she could not go through with her plan. The fear of facing her mother’s wrath greatly outweighed her conscience. Evie began moving away from the sewing table and returned to her bed. As she lay back down and pulled the discarded covers over her body, a few tears managed to leak from her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered before closing her eyes and entering a restless sleep.
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Evie never felt this happy before in her life. Her birthday celebration was amazing. She couldn’t believe all the wondrous things that surrounded her. So many people were entertaining her and giving her many gifts. Of course she knew that her mother would most likely take them for herself, but the little princess was too excited to care at the moment. She looked around the bazaar and saw the many villains who were actually enjoying themselves and smiling for the first time in years. She also noticed children her age tearing the lids off their baddie bags and playing wicked party games. Evie even spotted her mother with a proud grin on her rose colored lips that was directed at her. A warm feeling sprouted in Evie at the thought that her mother was truly pleased with her for the first time in her life.
This was the best day ever in Evie’s opinion and nothing could ruin this day. Unfortunately, Evie was very wrong. Suddenly thunder and lightning struck the once clear blue sky and an overbearing shadow of a person with two horns covered the bazaar. The little princess was terrified, recognizing the shadow immediately. With tremors running through her body, Evie looked up at the castle balcony and saw the imposing figure of Maleficent.
“This celebration is over!” Maleficent declared in a monstrous voice. “Now, shoo, flee, and scatter, like the little fleas you are! And you! Evil Queen and your daughter! From now on, you are dead to the entire island! You do not exist! You are nothing! Never show your faces anywhere ever again! Or else!” the dark fairy announced as her piercing green eyes gazed down at Evie and The Evil Queen.
Evie was petrified as the words of Maleficent struck her hard. The little princess wanted to cry but sucked it up, knowing it would make things even worse.
“Serves you right,” Evie heard a child’s voice say.
Evie didn’t know how she knew to look up at the balcony but she did. Evie gasped as she saw a light skinned girl her age with purple hair and green eyes. Evie immediately guessed that this girl was Maleficent’s daughter. At first Evie was afraid of the girl, but then she noticed the pain, sadness, and jealousy shown in the girl’s eyes. Evie’s heart sank with guilt. Looking at the girl, Evie felt that she had to justify herself.
“I wanted to invite you, but Mommy didn’t want you to come!” shouted Evie, yet the other girl narrowed her eyes at the princess.
“It’s your party! You could’ve invited me if you really wanted to!” yelled the purple haired girl.
“I couldn’t, Mommy would’ve punished me!” yelled back Evie.
However, a mischievous smirk formed on the other girl’s lips.
“Well my Mommy just punished both of you.”
Evie winced at the harsh truth to those words. This time the princess couldn’t keep the tears from falling down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry!” cried Evie with a pleading look towards the girl.
The girl’s eyes filled with anger as she glared down at the princess.
“It’s too late for sorry,” coldly stated the girl as her glowing green eyes locked with Evie’s dark brown ones.
Evie suddenly jolted up in her bed as a staggered gasp came out of her mouth. Evie’s heart was beating rapidly against her chest after the frightening dream she just had. Evie’s body was still shaking from the intensity of those angry glowing green eyes of Maleficent’s daughter. Evie wanted to think that the whole dream was just a product of her guilt, yet somehow the princess knew that it was some kind of warning.
The blue haired princess rushed out of bed and hurried to her sewing table, pulling out the old dress from the drawer where she hid it. Evie was now determined to finish what she had started weeks ago and not even the fear of her mother’s punishments would deter her. She didn’t have much time as her birthday was only a few days away. Evie placed the dress on the machine and went straight to work.
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Evie shivered as the cold of the night hit her the moment she stepped out of her home. The young princess tightened the cloak that was once her dress around her body and pulled the hood over her head. Evie made sure that she was completely concealed within the cloak before taking off through the streets.
Evie was careful to keep her eyes peeled for anyone who could be lurking in the shadows as she was well aware of the kinds of activities that went on in the middle of the night. It was the main reason why Evie decided to create her cloak and used it to hide herself as much as possible. A shiver crawled up Evie’s spine at the thought of being caught by one of the many Collectors that prowled for their next victim to become part of their collection. Evie was well aware that age didn’t matter to the Collectors as long as the person fit their standards. The princess also knew that being the Evil Queen’s daughter would not protect her either, in fact her status would only entice them more. Having these thoughts in her head, Evie cast a wary glance at her surroundings becoming more alert than ever as she continued making her way to her destination.
When Evie arrived at the loft where Maleficent lived, she sighed in relief at making it safely through the streets. Now all she had to do was find a way to sneak into the place without being caught by any of Maleficent’s minions or worse Maleficent herself. Evie searched for some kind of opening and was pleased to find that there was a small crack in the side of the wall that was wide enough for her to go through. Evie squeezed through the hole and found herself on the other side. Looking at the room she was now in, the princess could tell that it was a shop of some kind. Evie wasn’t sure where to go from here since she had never been in the loft before and didn’t know where Maleficent’s daughter’s room was. Deciding to trust her instincts, Evie quickly crossed the large room and walked up the spiral staircase arriving on the upper floor, Evie quietly walked through the hall until she spotted a door that was decorated with a black and green dragon’s heart spray painted on it. Guessing that Maleficent wasn’t one to use spray cans or even do anything this artistic, Evie figured she found the right room.
Realizing she needed to be careful, Evie slowly cracked open the door. Evie took a small peek into the room and noticed right away its dark and gothic atmosphere. She also noticed that most of the room was covered in purple color. As she continued her observations of the room, Evie soon spotted the same purple haired girl from her dream sleeping in a wrought-iron bed with a gargoyle on each bedpost. Seeing that the girl looked exactly like the one from her dream; further proved to Evie that her dream was some kind of premonition.
Not wanting to wake the other girl, Evie snuck further into the room and headed to the rickety night table that was beside the bed. Eve made sure the girl was still asleep before going inside the holding place in her cloak and pulling out a white rolled up parchment that was tied with a blue ribbon. With the parchment in hand, Evie placed it on top of the table and then turned to the door to leave.
However, she only took three steps before she heard someone speak.
“Who are you and what is this?”
Evie was surprised as she recognized the voice from her dream and turned back around to see the purple haired girl siting up wide awake in her bed and staring at her while holding the parchment in her hand. Evie did not plan on being caught and so she was frozen on the spot. Nonetheless, the other girl immediately grew impatient as an irritated expression crossed her face. The girl got up from the bed to move closer to the princess and then loudly snapped her fingers right in front of her face, which instantly gained Evie’s attention. Seeing that her tactic worked, the green eyes girl repeated her question.
“Who are you and why did you put this on my dresser?” she asked with a glare, holding the parchment in front of Evie’s face.
Evie mulled over the situation she found herself in and figured that since she was caught, she might as well present the invitation personally and in a presentable fashion. Taking a deep breath and with a calming composure, the princess pulled back the hood of her cloak to reveal her face.
“I am Evie, daughter of The Evil Queen and you are cordially invited to my birthday celebration,” she announced with a practiced pose and sophisticated tone in her voice.
Evie saw the girl’s eyes widen in shock before she gazed down at the paper in her hand.
“So this is an invitation?” she asked.
“Yes and I hope that you will come,” said Evie.
The girl looked at Evie suspiciously before opening the parchment and reading it for herself. A frown formed on the girl’s lips as she noticed the crude writing and poor designs colored on it. The girl could tell that this invitation was a shabby and rushed one. She looked at the princess with scowl.
“This invitation looks suckish,” she stated in a matter of fact way.
Evie was offended by the girl’s claim as she did the best she could in such a short amount of time. Evie huffed and crossed her arms as she glared at the girl.
“Well I’m sorry that I can’t create amazingly beautiful invitations like my mother!” stated Evie.
The scowl immediately dropped from the girl’s face. “You made this invitation yourself?” she asked in surprise.
“Yes I did and I only had several minutes to make it so sorry it’s too suckish for you,” Evie said sarcastically.
The girl flinched at the sharp tone of the princess’s voice and realized that she had misjudged the meaning behind the invitation. Of course she wasn’t going to say sorry because she knew that was a sign of weakness but she could explain herself.
“I thought your mother made that invitation out of spite. I’ve seen what the other invitations look like after all,” she explained causing a look of understanding to cross Evie’s features.
Hearing this, Evie felt compelled to tell the girl the truth. “Actually, my mother didn’t even write you an invitation. She didn’t want you to come.”
Evie noticed how the girl’s teeth clenched in anger and the brief show of hurt in her eyes. Evie seeing the girl’s reaction reminded her of what happened in her dream. A slight smirk played on the princess’s lips as she continued.
“But, it’s my party and I can invite whoever I want to so you’re invited,” proudly said Evie placing her hands confidently on her hips.
The girl was amazed at the princess’s sudden display of boldness and couldn’t help but admire her just a little bit. A smirk played on the girl’s own lips.
“Will there be cake?” the girl asked the princess.
Evie grinned, knowing that her invitation was just accepted.
“Yep, a two story cake made of sour apples,” replied Evie.
Evie chuckled as the girl licked her lips in anticipation at tasting the bitter tasting cake. Sadly, Evie knew she had to get back home before she got caught and so it was time to say goodbye.
“I should get going now. I don’t want Mommy to know I snuck out,” Evie told the girl.
The girl’s eyes filled with disbelief when she realized the full extent of what the princess was risking in order to give her the invitation. She then looked at Evie as though the princess had lost her mind.
“Are you stupid or something? Why would you risk being taken just to give me this stupid invitation?” she asked with a bit of irritation seeping into her voice.
Evie let a bittersweet smile come to her lips. “I really wanted you to come to my party.”
The girl’s features immediately softened when she heard the princess’s sincere answer. The girl didn’t say anything for a few seconds before she spoke.
“You better still be a virgin by the time of the party. Otherwise you’d be the dumbest princess ever,” the purple haired girl commented with her arms crossed.
Evie could tell that that was the girl’s way of telling her to be careful and stay safe. Evie almost cracked a genuine smile, but quickly stopped herself.
“I’m off then,” said Evie as she pulled the hood of her cloak back over her head. She was about the turn to the door and leave till she remembered something.
“What’s your name?” Evie asked.
An amused smirk came on the girl’s lips.
“I am Mal, daughter of Maleficent and you are cordially invited to get out of my room,” she mocked in the same sophisticated tone Evie had used earlier.
“As you wish oh great Mal, daughter of Maleficent,” remarked Evie with a mock bow.
Mal rolled her eyes yet it was clear that she was trying not to laugh. “Yeah, yeah, now get out princess.”
“Yes ma’am,” said Evie while saluting before she headed for the door and left Mal’s room.
When Evie was gone, a genuine smile slipped on Mal’s face.
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Evie did her best to keep a joyous expression plastered on her face as she watched the festivities of her birthday celebration taking place. The princess was trying to enjoy herself, but when she realized that everything was happening exactly like her dream she just couldn’t shake off the uneasiness she felt. What made her even more nervous was that Mal still hadn’t showed up yet. Evie was worried that the girl changed her mind and decided not to come after all. A small frown came to her lips as she feared that events would end up playing out just like her dream. Evie hugged herself in a vain attempt to calm her nerves; however, when the princess finally spotted someone with purple colored hair coming towards her all her fears left immediately. Evie allowed a gin to come to her lips as Mal walked in front of her throne with a smirk on her lips.
“Hey princess, wicked party,” announced Mal.
Evie was about to respond; however, her mother spoke before she could get out a word.
“You were not invited to this party,” stated The Evil Queen while glaring at Mal.
Evie expected Mal to get angry instead the smirk on her face grew as she looked at The Evil Queen.
“Well I’m crashing this party,” replied Mal to the queen before turning back to Evie.
“Here you go princess,” Mal said as she tossed the gift bag that was in her hand over to Evie.
Evie managed to catch the bag in her hands and with excitement searched inside the bag for her present. Evie gasped in surprise when she pulled out a piece of paper with a spray painting of her on it. The princess was amazed at how good the painting was done and realized that Mal had a real gift. Evie neatly rolled up the paper and placed it back into the bag with a grin. Evie desperately wanted to thank Mal for the wonderful gift, but knew she couldn’t do that in front of everyone. Fortunately, Mal realized this as well.
“I’ll be enjoying the party now,” she sated with a confident tone in her voice before she soon blended into the crowd amongst the rest of the guests.
“The sheer insolence of that brat, I’m going to keep an eye on her,” the Evil Queen remarked with a displeased look before turning towards her daughter. “Get rid of that bag immediately Evie,” commanded the queen before leaving her daughter’s side to find where Mal went.
Getting rid of Mal’s gift was the last thing Evie wanted to do. The princess bit her lip as she contemplated on how to get out of throwing the gift away. Suddenly, Evie remembered she also had something to give to Mal and realized she could kill two birds with one stone. Evie didn’t know when her mother would return so she swiftly got out of her throne when no one was looking. She continued to make sure no one was paying attention to her as she headed to an abandoned bazaar booth. Once at the booth, Evie went under it and pulled out a baddie bag container with an animal inside of it. She then placed the gift bag from Mal where she had hidden the baddie bag before scurrying from the booth to find Mal before her mother did.
Evie was growing frustrated when she couldn’t find the purple haired girl. She was just about to give up until she spotted Mal, who was sneaking a few pieces of the sour apple cake into her mouth. Evie was amused by Mal’s antics, but she quickly remembered why she wanted to find the girl in the first place. Taking a look around to make sure her mother wasn’t nearby, Evie rushed over to Mal.
Mal saw Evie coming towards her so she quickly licked the cake off her fingers and greeted the princess.
“What’s up?” she asked with her full attention on Evie.
Evie grinned cheekily. “Here you go dark fairy,” she said as she tossed the baddie bag at Mal.
Mal easily caught the container with a grin of her own and immediately opened the top to see what was inside. Mal was started when a raven with greasy black feathers came out of the container and perched on the lid’s edge. The raven gazed at Mal and she in turn met the bird’s dark yellow eyes. The raven then nodded its beak in approval of its new owner and flew over to Mal and landed on her right shoulder. Mal in response petted the raven’s head, which the bird seemed to enjoy. She then turned to Evie and the princess could see the happiness hidden in her green eyes.
“Where did you get him?” Mal asked.
“That’s the son of my Mommy’s pet raven. Since I knew my Mommy didn’t make a baddie bag for you I thought he would be the perfect evil sidekick for you,” explained Evie.
Once again the princess’s actions astonished Mal. She couldn’t believe that Evie had done all of this for her. After this, Mal could no longer hold back the two words she had been longing to say to the princess.
“Thank you,” whispered Mal.
Evie’s eyes widened when she heard those words from the dark fairy’s mouth, yet soon a warm feeling bubbled inside of Evie and she too said two words she never thought she would say.
“You’re welcome.”
The two girls smiled at each other, but the friendly moment was ruined by The Evil Queen’s booming voice.
“Evie, what are you doing?!” the queen exclaimed in anger as she appeared from the crowd and walked toward them.
When The Evil Queen was close enough to the two girls, she glared at Mal before shifting her eyes to Evie.
“Evie, you are supposed to stay on the throne at all times! Return to your throne now or else!” commanded The Evil Queen.
Evie flinched in fear when she heard her mother’s voice and couldn’t even look her mother in the eye. Evie wasn’t the only one who became afraid at the queen voice as the raven on Mal’s shoulder quickly flew back into the safety of the baddie bag container. Mal was confused by the raven’s freight and turned to the princess for an explanation only to notice the sheer dread on Evie’s face. The little dark fairy suddenly felt a strong need to protect the princess from her mother. Looking at The Evil Queen, Mal stepped in front of Evie with a defiant look on her face.
“It’s her party, not yours! She can do what she wants!” said Mal.
Evie was stunned that Mal was defending her from her mother. However, when Evie saw the familiar deadly rage in her mother’s eyes and her hand raised up in the air she knew that Mal went too far. In that moment the sound of a loud slap was heard and Evie cried out as a red mark was left on the side of her cheek. Mal was in shock when the queen had ended up slapping Evie instead of her after the princess had pushed her out of the way. The Evil Queen was also caught off guard by her daughter’s action, but her surprise immediately turned into anger. She hastily grabbed Evie’s arm in a tight grip and pulled her daughter towards her.
“Do not think for one moment that I don’t know what you’ve done. Inviting that little brat of a fairy behind my back was the last straw Evie,” the queen stated before the anger on her face was replaced with a malice smirk. The queen then used her other hand to grab Evie’s chin and forced the girl to face her. “Do you want to know the real reason for this party my daughter?” she whispered in a deadly sweet voice that sent chills down Evie spine. The Evil Queen lowered her lips close to Evie’s ear and spoke in an emotionless voice.
“You are a display, nothing more and nothing less. The Collectors have a bid on you my dear and it won’t be long before I decide the winner. So enjoy your little acts of rebellion while you can because the moment this party is over, you belong to one of them and I will have to deal with you no more,” the queen stated in a threatening tone making Evie’s eyes widen in terror and disbelief.
When The Evil Queen could see the tears building in her daughter’s eyes, she was pleased that she was able to deliver one final punishment to the princess. Feeling satisfied, the queen let go of Evie and easily left her daughter in her broken state.
Mal, who had been close enough to hear everything the queen told Evie, was completely speechless. The little fairy knew of The Evil Queen’s legendary cruelness but seeing it in action before her was a completely different experience. Mal was beginning to understand why The Evil Queen believed she should’ve been the leader of the Isle instead of her mother. Yet this thought brought a frightening revelation to the little fairy. If Evie’s mother was evil enough to sell her own daughter than surely her mother would have no problem eventually doing the same to her. After all, Mal was well aware that her mother thought she was a disgrace and secretly despised her existence because it reminded her of her “moment of weakness.” How long would it be before her mother decided to get rid of her?
Yet Mal’s morbid thoughts were interrupted by the sound of sobs coming from Evie. When Mal focused back on Evie, the fairy would deny it but for the first time she truly felt sympathy for someone. Tears were streaming down the little princess’s face while her body was shaking uncontrollably from all her sobbing. Seeing Evie in such a state caused Mal to do the unthinkable.
Evie was startled when she felt a small pair of arms wrap around her and bring her into a hug. The princess didn’t hesitate to bring her arms around Mal and hug the fairy back. The two remained in the embrace until Evie’s cries mellowed down and the princess felt she had used up all of her tears. After releasing each other from the hug, Evie quickly wiped the last of her tears away and gave Mal a grateful look.
“Thanks Mal, I really needed that,” said Evie though she was far from feeling one hundred percent better.
“It’s my fault, isn’t it? If you hadn’t invited me your mom may not have decided to go through with it,” muttered Mal with a regretful look on her face.
Hearing Mal blaming herself for this mess, Evie was quick to tell the little fairy how wrong she was.
“Mal, none of this is your fault. I have no regrets in inviting you. If I knew my Mommy was going to sell me beforehand I would’ve still invited you,” Evie stated seriously before a small smile crept on her face. “I…I will lose a lot of things after this party is over, but…I at least gained a friend in the process…right?” said Evie with a little uncertainty coming in on the last part.
Mal stared at the princess for some time in contemplation until a smile formed on her lips as well.
“Yeah, we’re friends,” agreed Mal after hooking her arm with Evie’s. “So what do you want to do now princess? It’s still your birthday and we have some time left to kill.”
Evie took Mal’s words into consideration and then an idea hit her. She turned to Mal with a determined expression on her face.
“Help me find a boyfriend. If I have one then they can’t own me,” declared the princess.
Mal was not too pleased with Evie’s idea, but realized that the princess really had no other option. The Isle’s corrupted and warped trafficking rules were known by all, especially the children. The Collectors would take as many as they can to add to their collection of prostitutes, stripers, and dancers that would serve to entertain them. However, they had a twisted moral. They would not take anyone who was already taken by someone else. If the person had a significant other, then they would not take ownership of that person. Yet, the couple was not completely Scot-free. In order to prove that the couple was legit and not simply using the couple thing as a cop out, the couple had to become part time performers for a Collector.
Mal’s lips turned into a frown understanding Evie was taking the lesser of the two evils. Either she gets sold to some Collector to be his prostitute to do whatever he wants with her, or she could be the sex partner for a guy she chooses and they would just have to be part time prostitutes with slightly more freedom.
“Okay then, let’s go find you a boyfriend,” Mal said with her own determination coming through.
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Both Mal and Evie were disappointed when another boy rejected the offer to be Evie’s boyfriend. The girls knew it wouldn’t be easy since most kids wanted to avoid dealing with the Collectors as long as they could. Still the two friends continued searching for more candidates before their time ran out. While the girls looked frantically around the bazaar for more boys, their two feathered familiars flew towards them and immediately got their attention. Mal’s raven, who she named Scavenger landed on her outstretched arm making an excited sound. Seeing how enthusiastic the raven was, Mal figured that the birds had good news.
“Did you both find someone?” Mal asked Scavenger with some hope slipping in her voice.
It was Evie’s pet parrot Othello that answered Mal’s question as he landed on his own owner’s arm.
“Yeah, the boy agreed. But personally, I would try looking for another one. He’s kind of…eh, well quirky,” explained Othello in a less enthusiastic manner.
Nonetheless, Evie was just relieved that a boy said yes. “Doesn’t matter, lead us to him,” Evie told him.
“Alright, just don’t say I didn’t warn ya,” replied Othello before flying off Evie’s arm and taking to the air with Scavenger following soon after.
The two girls swiftly followed their familiars through the bazaar while also keeping a look out for any Collectors that may be watching them. Evie wouldn’t be surprised if her mother knew she was trying to find a guy so she couldn’t be sold off and thus have the Collectors searching for her before she could consummate the partnership with a boy. Evie just hoped that she and this boy could finish before any Collector found them.
Scavenger and Othello ended up leading them inside an old rundown antique store where they saw a slender boy that looked to be two years younger than them, inspecting various items around the place. The boy was of a light complexion with freckles on his cheeks and white hair with black roots, He was wearing a sleeveless black-and-white coat with two white dog bones crossed on the back over a black top with red sleeves and had on a pair of brown boots. The boy did not notice that the girls had arrived as he was totally focused on the old lava lamp in his hands.
Mal seeing that the boy was distracted rolled her eyes as she could see that Othello’s assessment about the boy was most likely true. When the boy was still oblivious to their presence, Mal figured they waited long enough and quickly made a load cough to get the boy’s attention. Mal’s tactic worked a little too well as the boy jumped in fright causing him to drop the lava lamb which immediately busted into pieces as it hit the floor. The boy looked down at the broken lamp with a disappointed frown before turning his brown eyes in the direction of the two girls. When he noticed how the girls were staring at him, the boy began to feel nervous and began to rethink this whole thing.
Evie was quick to notice the boy’s nervousness and so she walked over to him and held his hand with a smile on her face.
“You don’t have to do this if you aren’t ready. I’ll understand and continue looking for someone else,” said Evie in a comforting tone.
The boy was surprised by the gentleness the princess was showing him and the fact that she was allowing him the chance to back out. In fact, he was almost going to take it, but when he remembered what Othello told him regarding the princess’s dilemma, he knew he couldn’t abandon her in her greatest time of need. Besides, from what the boy witnessed of her personality so far she wasn’t a bad option, not to mention that she was very pretty too. With his mind made up, the boy gave Evie a firm look.
“No, I’m ready. Let’s do this,” he announced with a confidence that he didn’t even know he was capable of having.
Evie felt bubbly inside when she heard the boy’s answer and hugged him. “Thank you so much, this means a lot to me!” the princess told him.
The boy was hesitant at first, but soon wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back. “No problem,” he replied as the two soon to be couple stopped hugging each other, “By the way, my name’s Carlos De Vil, I’m Cruella De Vil’s son,” the boy said. Evie grinned and curtseyed before Carlos. “I’m Evie, daughter of The Evil Queen. Though I suppose you already knew that,” Evie said with a small laugh making Carlos chuckle as well.
Mal couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the cheesy flirting between the two, though a light smile briefly came to her lips at seeing the two positively interacting with each other. Still, Mal was the one to bring back the matter at hand to Carlos and Evie.
“I know you two want to flirt some more, but we are on a time limit, remember?” asked Mal with her arms crossed to show her impatience.
“Oh right, so umm…should we do it here or do you have somewhere else in mind?” asked Carlos as a bit of his nerves were coming back.
“Right here’s fine with me…is it fine with you?” answered Evie as she too was beginning to feel nervous.
“Yeah its fine with me too…So we have to kiss now right?” said Carlos now awkwardly avoiding looking at Evie.
Evie looked down, also trying to avoid looking at Carlos.
“Yeah,” simply replied Evie as she started twiddling with her fingers to distract herself.
Both Carlos and Evie were hesitant to make a move; they knew that once they kissed it would seal the deal and there would be no turning back. After all, Carlos and Evie understood the significant meaning of kissing one on the lips.
For on the Isle, the meaning of a kiss on the lips was also corrupted. Kissing one on the lips to the inhabitants on the island was an action of ownership. When a Collector kissed a person then that meant that that person was their property and only the Collector and the ones the Collector decides could kiss that person. If anyone else other than a Collector or a Collector’s choice kisses a person, it meant that the two people owned one another and that no one else, not even a Collector could kiss them. Of course the flips side of the latter situation was that the couple could not ever kiss the lips of someone else least they be seen as pathetic and a slut in the public’s eyes.
With this knowledge running through their minds, Evie’s dark brown eyes connected with Carlos’s own brown ones. They both were still a little nervous, yet the two children realized that they couldn’t put it off any longer. The two stared at each other before finally closing the distance between them and leaning their heads towards the other. As their lips were a few inches away, the sound of something breaking in the background caused all three children to become startled and scream in fright. The three children frantically searched for the source of the noise, thinking the worse until all eyes landed on a black cat on one of the shelves grinning mischievously at them. Realizing that the cat purposely broke something to scare them, Mal and Evie glared at the cat while Carlos groaned.
“Beelzebub, that wasn’t funny,” proclaimed Carlos to which the cat just snickered. The cat’s antics made Carlos sigh before he turned to the girls. “Sorry about that, he likes to scare people for fun.”
Evie made a sigh of her own before turning to Mal with an exasperated look on her face. “Do you think you could take all the familiars somewhere else for a while so Carlos and I won’t be distracted?” she asked her friend in a pleading tone.
Mal did not like the idea of being a pet sitter, but understanding how serious the matter was she relented. “Fine, I’ll do it. Besides maybe I can use them to help me keep any Collectors away from you guys,” said Mal.
“Thanks Mal,” Evie stated happily.
“Yeah, yeah,” she waved off before looking at all the animals in the store. “Alright, all of you follow me so we can give these two some alone time,” instructed Mal in the best authoritative voice she could muster. Fortunately, the three animals listened to Mal and followed her as she left the store.
The moment Mal and the animals left, Evie boldly pulled Carlos towards her and planted her lips firmly against his. Carlos was momentarily surprised before he wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss.
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The party was coming close to an end and a good number of people had already left the bazaar to return to their homes. With the crowd dispersing, it became harder for Mal to try and avoid being spotted by a Collector. Having a raven, a parrot, and a cat tagging along with her also made it difficult for Mal to blend in. Still the purple haired fairy did her best to keep moving and making sure no one was heading in the direction of the antique shop. Mal eventually decided to take a small break and to see if she could get another piece of the sour apple cake while she was at it.
When Mal got to where the cake was, she frowned when she realized there was only one piece of cake left. Mal was determined to get that last piece and quickly sprinted to the table with her hand stretched out in preparation to grab the cake. However, when her fingers were only inches away from the sour desert, another hand swiftly took the cake from the table before Mal could get it.
Mal quickly turned to the culprit to see a boy with tan skin, shoulder length straight black hair, and dark chocolate eyes. He was wearing a red and yellow sleeveless leather jacket with a golden cobra on the back, blue jeans, and a red beanie on his head. Mal’s eyes widened in recognition, he was the first boy they asked who had rejected to become Evie’s boyfriend. Yet when she remembered that the same boy just took the last piece of cake, a scowl appeared on Mal’s face.
“Hey, that was my piece!” said Mal as she made an attempt to take the piece of cake from out of the boy’s hands.
However, the boy was faster and managed to evade the fairy’s attempt to steal the cake.
“Well now it’s mine,” the boy taunted in triumph before he smugly took a bite of the cake.
Mal’s cheeks puffed up in anger from the boy’s mocking and on impulse swiftly used her hand to grab a handful of the cake and shoved it in her mouth. The boy was stunned by the girl’s boldness, but then felt amusement at seeing the purple haired fairy’s now stuffed mouth. Curious to see how the girl would react, the boy took a larger piece of cake into his mouth, planning to eat as much of the cake as he could. Mal reacted immediately and started snatching some of the cake for herself. Between the two competitive and greedy children, the piece of cake was demolished in seconds. When they realized that the cake was all gone, the boy looked at Mal with a smug look.
“Looks like I win,” he replied with a smirk.
“No way, I got the most cake,” Mal retorted hotly.
“Whatever you say,” the boy said with a roll of his eyes causing Mal to smirk slyly.
“That’s right, whatever I say,” the purple haired girl stated in a confident tone.
The boy couldn’t help but chuckle at Mal’s spunk.
“I never did get your name earlier,” he said causally.
Mal raised a brow at this, however she figured there was no harm in telling the boy who she was.
“Mal, daughter of Maleficent,” she answered with a bit of pride in her voice.
The boy only nodded in acknowledgement and remained silent causing Mal to become agitated.
“Well?” she asked with an edge in her voice.
“Well what?” the boy asked back.
Despite the clueless expression on his face, Mal knew that the boy knew exactly what. The little fairy was growing angry at the boy’s constant teasing and finally exploded. “What’s your name already?!” asked Mal as her eyes momentarily flashed a bright green.
If the boy had been surprised by Mal’s glowing green eyes, he didn’t show it. Instead an amused smirk came on the boy’s lips as he stepped closer to Mal, invading her personal space.
“Didn’t realize you wanted to know so badly,” he said playfully while taking a few strands of Mal’s purple locks into his hand and twirling it between his fingers.
The anger quickly slipped from Mal’s face as a she saw the flirtatious look he was giving her. Mal didn’t know how to respond to this, yet the boy took it a bit further and moved his face only inches away from her own. Mal could hardly breath when she suddenly noticed how attractive the boy was now that his face was right in front of her. Her heart actually skipped a beat when the boy’s forehead touched hers and she could feel his breath tickling her lips.
“You know, if you had been the one looking for a boyfriend, I would’ve probably said yes,” he told her, causing Mal’s eyes to widen in surprise.
Nonetheless, hearing this caused a frown soon came to her lips when she realized what the boy was really doing. It was in that moment that Mal’s anger surfaced once more and with a furious expression on her face, Mal quickly shoved the boy away from her.
“Hey, what was that for?!” he asked, not expecting the girl to push him away from her all of a sudden.
Mal glared at the boy. “Nice try, but I’m not falling for you little routine. I don’t know what you’re trying to get from me but whatever it is you’re not getting it,” she replied sharply.
For the first time the boy was the one shocked before a sly smile formed on his face. “So you figured me out huh. Doesn’t matter though, you didn’t have anything of value on you anyway,” he confessed.
Mal immediately realized that the boy had been trying to pit pocket her all this time. Mal was now angry and embarrassed at the fact that she had started falling for the boy’s act. She was about to get away from him, yet what the boy said next completely stopped her from leaving.
“I may have been trying to steal from you, but I wasn’t lying about the boyfriend thing.”
Mal looked at him skeptically, however when she noticed the serious expression on his face she felt that he was speaking the truth. Now curious, Mal decided to find out more.
“Oh really? You’d choose me over the princess?” she asked with her arms crossed.
The boy looked at Mal for a moment before answering. “She wasn’t my type, she just seemed…soft,” he began as a sly grin formed on his face. “You on the other hand are more…rough around the edges. Which is definitely more my taste,” he admitted.
Mal considered the boy’s words and admitted she felt flattered by his compliment. Still that didn’t mean she was going to let him get away with trying to steal from her. Mal’s devious mind instantly came up with the perfect revenge and began to set it in motion. She pretended to become relaxed and allowed a smile to come to her lips.
“So now that you discovered that I have nothing you can steal; do you think you can tell me your name now?” she asked in a playful tone.
The boy was puzzled by the shift in Mal’s behavior but answered her regardless.
“Jay, son of Jafar,” he said cautiously.
Mal’s smile grew wider and she was now the one to invade Jay’s personally space. “Tell me then Jay,” she began while combing her fingers through his long dark hair. She then shocked him by pulling his head forward and moved her face close to his ear. “Will you be boyfriend?” she whispered seductively in his ear, while she placed her other hand on his chest.
Jay was frozen in place, not believing that she actually asked him to be her boyfriend. Even though he had been honest about considering it if she asked, he didn’t think she would take that as an open invitation. Still the more he thought about it, it didn’t really seem that bad. Jay already knew the Collectors had their eyes on him for a while now and it would only be a matter of time before they got him. But if he accepted her proposal then at least he wouldn’t be owned by them and he would be paired off with someone he found interesting. Making up his mind, he wrapped one arm around Mal and gave her his answer.
“Yes,” he said as he took his other hand and tilled Mal’s head towards his.
Mal was mentally smirking inside, knowing that Jay had falling for her own act. Feeling satisficed she opened her mouth ready to reveal her true intensions; however, to her horror Jay’s lips immediately connected with hers before she could utter a word. Mal was paralyzed as her plan for revenge had just completely backfired on her.
When Jay felt no response from Mal, he broke the kiss and looked at the girl in confusion. “Something wrong?” he asked.
Mal didn’t know how to respond. Looking at Jay, she could see a small hint of worry on his face as he stared at her. It was then that the unexpected feeling of guilt hit Mal. Jay had admitted that he kind of liked her for a girlfriend, yet she had mistakenly played with his attraction to her too much and now she was paying the prince. There was no way Mal could tell him the truth, telling it wouldn’t get her out of this mess anyway. Since he kissed her, there was no going back. She was now obligated to be his partner no matter what. Coming to this realization, Mal pulled herself together and accepted her fate.
“I’m okay, I guess I’m still a little shocked that I ended up getting a boyfriend today too,” said Mal with a small smile.
Jay seemed to accept Mal’s answer as a look of interest came to his face. “So the princess finally found someone?” asked Jay.
Mal was grateful for the change in subject and answered his question.
“Yeah,” she replied before her eyes widened in recollection. “And I’m supposed to be acting as the distraction and the pet sitter until their done,” stated Mal as she quickly looked around and saw the three animals watching them from a few feet away.
Jay looked in the same direction as Mal and noticed the cat, raven, and parrot that were observing them. Beelzebub seemed to be mimicking the Cheshire Cat as he looked at them with a wide grin on his face. Scavenger simply stared with an expressionless look; however, Mal could swear that the raven was also giving her a knowing look as if letting her know that he knew the truth about her backfired revenge. Othello though seemed just as amused as Beelzebub and decided to speak.
“So are you two going to screw each other now or what?” asked Othello in a teasing tone.
Being reminded of what was to happen next made a slight smirk come on to Jay’s lips as he turned to Mal. “The parrot has a point; we should do this now. What do you think?” asked Jay as he gave Mal a dazzling smile.
Mal was doing her best to hide how terrified she felt. It wasn’t until Othello brought up the subject of sex that the full impact of now being Jay’s girlfriend hit her. When it came to Mal’s attention that she would have to give herself physically to Jay, she remembered how her mother constantly said how those actions had made her become weak. Mal almost wanted to cry at the thought that she would soon become weak after this moment and that once her mother found out that she would always see her as weak. She would never be able to gain her mother’s respect once this was done, especially if she discovered that it was a result of a failed revenge plan. It was then that Mal understood that her mother would never see her as anything but a weakness from this point on.
Yet with the realization that there was no point in her trying to please her mother anymore, Mal felt as if a heavy weight was just lifted off her shoulders. There was nothing she could do to change her mother’s views of her so why should she concede to her mother’s whims any longer. With this in mind, Mal felt a sense of freedom as the seeds of defiance and rebellion against her mother were now planted.
Feeling like a new person, Mal let a smile spread on her lips before she swiftly wrapped her arms around Jay’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Jay was only stunned for a second before quickly accepting the kiss. Jay knew something was different with Mal as he felt her deepening the kiss and pressing her body more against his; nonetheless, Jay saw this as a good different and so gladly turned up the heat on their little make out session.
It wasn’t long before the two were becoming more excited and aroused as a few pleasurable sounds were made through their kiss. Of course the two children needed air eventually so they had no choice but to stop. They gazed at each other for a moment and a nonverbal agreement was made.
“Follow me, I know where we can go,” Jay said, to which Mal just nodded her head in understanding.
Jay grabbed Mal’s hand and began leading her away, both forgetting the three animals that had been watching them.
“They just ditched us didn’t they?” Othello asked sarcastically gaining a small nod from Scavenger and an amused chuckle from Beelzebub.
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Both Evie and Carlos were panting as they were laid out on the floor of the store. The two children were still trying to deal with all the new and strange emotions they had experienced in their actions in becoming a couple. One thing for sure, the two couldn’t deny that they enjoyed every second of it. After this, they began to understand why the Collectors enjoyed doing it so much.
Carlos glanced at Evie and let his eyes scan her body from top to bottom. The princess’s hair, which had been in a neat v-braid, was now fully out and in a mangled mess. The makeup on her face had long since been ruined by her sweat and Carlos’s own actions upon her face. Yet what grabbed Carlos’s attention the most was the various scratches and bites on Evie’s once flawless and perfect skin. Just looking at all the wounds he inflicted on the princess made Carlos feel a little guilty. He still didn’t know what had come over him when he and Evie really got into it. One minute he was slow and hesitant like a frightened cat, then the next he became wild and aggressive like a hungry lion. For the first time in Carlos’s life his mind had gone on vacation while his instincts took completely over. What made Carlos feel even move guilty was that deep down a part of him enjoyed how he had dominated Evie. Just remembering how his teeth nibbled and bit her flesh while his nails made their marks across her skin, made something in Carlos want to do it all over again.
When Evie noticed Carlos staring at the marks on her body and the look of regret on his face, Evie somehow understood what was going through his mind. The princess turned to face the boy and tilted Carlos’s head so his eyes would meet hers.
“You don’t have to feel bad, I actually liked it…a lot,” admitted Evie with a smile.
“Really?” asked Carlos in surprise.
Evie removed her hand from Carlos as a sad expression came on her features.
“Every time my Mommy makes marks on me it really hurts and I didn’t like it at all,” she said softly.
When Carlos heard this a look of sympathy came to his face. He understood how she felt since his own mother would sometimes physically hurt him during one of her spontaneous episodes of insanity. At that moment, Carlos was tempted to pull the princess into his chest and hug her close until she felt better. However, before he could put it into action a grin suddenly formed on Evie’s lips as she locked her eyes with his.
“But when you were making your marks on me…it made me feel really good,” she confessed to him.
A huge weight fell off Carlos after hearing this, knowing that Evie was being completely honest. He was relieved and secretly delighted that Evie actually enjoyed what he had done to her. Now that he knew that she was okay with how things went, Carlos couldn’t help but ask the question every part of him was now demanding to ask Evie.
“So do you want to do it again?” he asked with a hopeful tone in his voice.
Evie was momentary stunned by the question as the idea of redoing their actions had not crossed her mind at all. Nonetheless, the more Evie thought about it and remembered how good doing those things with Carlos made her feel her answer was clear.
“Absolutely,” replied Evie with a huge smile on her lips.
That was all Carlos needed to hear before he allowed his instincts to take over once more. In a blink of an eye, Carlos rolled on top of Evie and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
As their bodies joined as one for another time, they were still getting used to their body’s reactions to each other. Yet both children continued to be amazed that each time felt better than the last. When they were finished and they shared one more kiss, Carlos and Evie wore huge grins on their faces.
“I could definitely get used to this,” said Carlos.
“Me too,” agreed Evie.
The two were about to kiss again, but then they heard a voice coming from outside that chilled them to the bone.
“Evil Queen, where are you?!” the voice roared.
The tone of the voice was so terrifying and powerful, that the children were frozen in fright. They could hardly breathe nor utter a word. All inhabitants of the Isle knew to fear that voice and obey the owner of that voice least they suffered dire consequences.
It took some time before the initial wave a terror died down enough for the two children to gain the courage to speak.
“We should get dressed now,” quietly suggested Carlos.
Evie simply nodded and the two redressed themselves. When they were fully clothed, Evie couldn’t help how worried she was from knowing that the elder dark fairy was right outside.
“What do you think she wants with my Mommy?” she asked, even though she didn’t expect Carlos to know the answer.
Carlos frowned when he saw the troubled expression on the princess’s face and quickly brought her into his arms. Evie was surprised by the hug, yet she easily gave in and leaned into his embrace with her head resting on his shoulder. Carlos tightened his hold on the princess and gently rubbed her back. They stayed in this position for a little longer until something important just occurred to Evie.
“Oh no, we have to warn Mal that her mother is here!” announced Evie as she quickly removed herself from Carlos.
Hearing this caused Carlos’s eyes to widen in shock. “Wait a minute, she is Maleficent’s daughter?!”
Evie was puzzled by his shock, until she remembered that Mal hadn’t properly introduced herself to Carlos.
“Yeah she is, and I have a feeling that she didn’t tell Maleficent she was coming to the party,” replied Evie as concern for her friend grew.
Carlos could admit that he was scared to deal with anything or anyone that involved Maleficent; however, anyone with eyes could see that Evie and Mal were actual friends meaning that as long as he was with Evie, he would have to deal with Mal too. Realizing this, Carlos gained a determined loon on his face.
“Then we better go find her. Come on,” he said as he grabbed Evie’s hand and lead her out of the antique store.
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Mal was lost in a world filled with pleasure. Never before had she felt such wonderful emotions that she would in no way admit made her feel happy. The way her mother constantly showed her displeasure whenever she mentioned her “moment of weakness”, Mal expected this whole experience to be mortifying. Yet now, Mal was starting to think that her mother was even crazier for thinking something like this as a horrible thing. If her mother had felt everything that she was feeling at this moment, she could understand why the Mistress of Evil gave in to such desires.
When her body completely gave in, Mal couldn’t help but scream her partner’s name in ecstasy. She was so lost in the sensations that she almost missed Jay’s utterance of her name when he too could no longer hold himself back. In that second both children felt as if electricity ran through their bodies and that it wanted to burst its way out of them. The electricity kept surging and raising to the surface yet something unknown was keeping it from coming out. Both Mal and Jay were now feeling like they were balloons that kept being filled until they would eventually pop. This in turn made the two become more uncontrollable as they grew desperate in trying to release the buildup that continued to grow inside of them.
Their bodies hit their peak once again, yet it still wasn’t enough to satisfy them. Deep down the two could sense that something very important was missing from all of this and that they needed that something in order to truly become one. However, Jay and Mal could not continue any longer, not because they didn’t want to do more, but because exhaustion finally overcame them.
Jay was so tired that he couldn’t even get off Mal and simply remained right where he was. Mal knew she should be annoyed at having Jay remain on top of her since he was a little heavy, yet she was actually enjoying how his whole body was covering hers like a blanket. But even now, that electricity was still pulsating inside them, demanding them to continue and try to let it out.
After the two gained their second wind, Jay tilled his head to face Mal. “You feel it too right?” asked Jay with an expected look on his face.
“Yeah, I do,” answered Mal, knowing exactly what Jay was referring to.
“Have any idea what it is?” he asked though he had a feeling that Mal wouldn’t know either.
“No, but who cares. It feels good and I like it,” Mal said confidently with a sly smirk on her face.
A smirk came on Jay’s own lips. “I take it that means you want to go again?”
“Duh,” stated Mal while rolling her eyes at Jay.
Jay didn’t need to be told twice. His lips hastily connected with Mal’s and soon their kiss became heated very quickly. Yet the sound of hurried footsteps heading in their direction made them stop immediately. Jay and Mal quickly gathered their cloths and started putting them on as fast as possible while trying to find a place to hide in the small alley. Jay then spotted a good hiding place and grabbed Mal as he swiftly pulled her with him behind a dumpster.
A few moments later, they could hear the footsteps stop in front of the alley’s entrance causing Jay and Mal to stay as quiet as possible and not move a muscle.
“You think she could be here?”
Both Jay and Mal could tell it was a little boy’s voice that had spoken. Mal thought the voice sounded familiar even though she couldn’t place it just yet. However, Jay did know who the voice belonged to causing a scowl to form on his lips. Mal noticed the irritated expression on her boyfriend’s face and was about to ask him why he seemed upset until another voice spoke in response to the other one.
“I’m sure she is. I can feel it,” answered a young girl’s voice, which both Jay and Mal recognized right away.
Mal decided to peek her head out from the side of the dumpster and to her relief saw that it was in fact Evie and Carlos who were in the alley. Mal then turned to Jay with a smile on her face. “It’s just Evie and her boyfriend, come on,” she told Jay with a smile before quickly leaving their hiding place.
“Evie!” called Mal as she came from behind the dumpster and headed toward the princess.
When Evie saw Mal she was glad that she finally found her friend. The princess didn’t waste a second and rushed over to hug the little dark fairy. Mal didn’t hesitate to hug her friend back as a part of her was happy to see the princess. When they parted from the hug, Mal was eager to tell Evie her good news.
“Guess what, I got a boyfriend too,” she told the princess causing Evie’s eyes to widen in surprise and happiness.
“Congratulations, who is it?” asked Evie while grabbing Mal’s hands in excitement.
Mal grinned as she turned behind her only to see that no one was there. Seeing this Mal rolled her eyes before looking toward the dumpster can she had been hiding behind. “Would you come on out already? I want to introduce you to my friend you know,” said Mal in an annoyed tone.
A groan could be heard from behind the dumpster before Jay grudgingly came out of hiding, When Mal could see that Jay was taking his time coming over to them, she immediately went over to him and dragged him over to introduce him to her friend.
“Evie, this is my apparently stubborn boyfriend Jay son of Jafar who we meet earlier. Jay, this is my friend who you already know as Evie, daughter of The Evil Queen.”
“Hey,” was all that Jay said, not one for doing formal introductions.
“Pleased to meet you again Jay,” said Evie.
Evie decided that she should introduce her own boyfriend and turned to Carlos. Evie was confused when Carlos seemed to also hesitate in coming over to them so deciding to follow Mal’s example, she brought her own boyfriend over to be introduced.
“And this is my boyfriend Carlos De’Vil, son of Cruella De’Vil. Carlos this is my friend Mal, daughter of Maleficent and her boyfriend Jay, son of Jafar,” introduced Evie.
“Hello,” was all Carlos could think to say as he was avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Jay couldn’t help scrutinizing Carlos, not happy that he had to interact with the younger boy again. Carlos glanced briefly at Jay and noticed the hard look Jay was giving him, which told him that Jay remembered their earlier encounter. Mal and Evie could sense the tension between their boyfriends, which worried them since they wanted their boyfriends to get along with each other. Mal and Evie shared a quick look with each other and decided that they were going to remedy the situation right now. The two girls then faced their boyfriends with their arms crossed and a stern expression on their faces.
“Alright you two let’s get this straight. You both are going to get along and be cool with each other. Is that clear?” Mal said in an authoritative voice.
Of course this made Jay and Carlos none too happy and they had no problem telling their girlfriends so.
“Mal, do you really expect me to get along with this nerd?” Jay said while pointing right at Carlos.
“Well I rather be a nerd then a lousy thief!” threw back Carlos, glaring at Jay.
“What was that?” asked Jay in a threatening tone as he quickly moved in front of Carlos to intimidate him.
Carlos knew that he would usually back down by now, especially when he dealt with someone who was clearly tougher than him like Jay; however, ever since his time with Evie something inside him had been awakened and now he refused to be intimidated. Gaining a fierce look on his face, Carlos shoved Jay away from him. “You heard me, you second rate thief!”
Jay’s eyes widened in shook before anger took over. “Ok, that’s it!” he exclaimed before gabbed Carlos and placed him in a choke hold.
Carlos reacted and tried to pry Jay’s arms off of him and soon the two boys where fighting each other tooth and nail. Mal and Evie were stunned by the two boys’ behavior; nonetheless, they knew that they had to stop their boyfriends before things got out of hand. Springing into action Mal and Evie grabbed their respective boyfriends and pulled them apart. Unfortunately, the two boys were eager to continue their fight and struggled to get out of their girlfriends’ grip.
Mal and Evie were getting irritated with the boys’ immature behavior and decided enough was enough. “Knock it off!” both girls yelled while giving them a hard hit on their person for good measure.
“Hey, what was that for?!” complained Jay as he rubbed the spot on his arm where Mal had hit him.
“Yeah,” added Carlos, also rubbing his own arm.
Nevertheless, Mal and Evie glared at the two boys.
“In case you didn’t notice, Mal and I are friends which means you guys are going to be seeing a lot of each other from now on,” Evie reminded them in an angry tone.
“That’s right so you guys better get over whatever happened between you two and become best buds soon or else,” continued Mal with just as much anger in her voice.
“Or else what?” tempted Jay with a raised brow and a defiant look on his face.
The two girls shared a look with each other before a wicked smirk formed on their lips. Seeing the smirks on the girls’ faces as they moved in closer to them made Carlos and Jay become nervous. But before they knew it, their girlfriends were kissing them forcefully on their lips causing all rational thought to immediately fly out of their minds. The kisses quickly turned into a full blown out make out session for the two couples. However, before it could go any further, Mal and Evie suddenly broke away from their guys causing the boys to become confused on why their girlfriends stopped. Yet when they saw the smug looks on Mal and Evie’s faces, Carlos and Jay realized what the “or else” was. The boys groaned in displeasure and defeat knowing that the girls had won.
Carlos glanced at Jay before sighing and turning to Evie. “I won’t start anything if he doesn’t,” Carlos told the girls while pointing at Jay.
This in turn made all three look at Jay, waiting for his response. Jay was not happy that he now had everyone’s attention on him and so finally relented.
“Fine, we’ll try to get along alright!” exclaimed Jay throwing his hands up in the air in defeat.
Mal and Evie were pleased with their boyfriends’ surrender and the girls high fived each other for a job well done. Carlos and Jay rolled their eyes seeing the girls enjoying their victory over them.
“Well now that that settled,” began Mal as she came closer to Jay and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Why don’t we continue where we left off,” she said in a flirtatious voice.
“Sounds good to me,” Jay replied while snaking his arms around Mal’s waist before kissing her.
Seeing the other couple in action made Carlos and Evie also want to do the same.
“You know, I wouldn’t mind continuing either,” Evie said affectionately with a smile while flirtatiously twirling her hair. Desire instantly filled Carlos’s eyes and he swiftly pulled the princess into his arms and planted a kiss on her lips.
As the two were becoming lost in each other their reason for finding Mal in the first place was completely forgotten.
Carlos and Evie were soon going to regret forgetting about the Mistress of Evil, Maleficent.
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If it wasn’t for the loud sounds of conversation uttered through the air alerting the two couples that people were heading in their direction, the four children would’ve been caught in very intimate positions in the alley. Luckily, the children were quick and immediately decided to hide since they didn’t have enough time to leave the alley. Mal, Jay, Carlos, and Evie ended up hiding inside the dumpster that Mal and Jay hid behind earlier. They all grew quiet when the sound of chatter and stomping footsteps grew even louder and closer. The children were hoping that whoever was out there were just passing by and would soon leave. Fortunately, that seemed to be the case as the sound of voices eventually became fainter and further away. Yet just as they were about to relax, they could hear another pair of footsteps suddenly enter the alley. The four children became worried when the footsteps seemed to move close to where they were hiding causing each of them to huddle close to their respective partners. When the sound of footsteps finally stopped, the four held their breath and waited in nervous anticipation for any more movement from the person. After a few seconds the footsteps picked up and seemed to be heading past the dumpster making the four let out the breath they had been holding.
“BOO!” yelled the person while opening the top of the dumpster, which brought a scream of fright out of each child.
The person laughed with amusement at successfully scaring the children. Mal’s eyes widened in shook when she recognized the wicked laughter and quickly looked up to the mischievous face of her mother looking down on them with glee. Mal was doing her best to calm down her suddenly rapid beating heart as a feeling of panic started building inside of her. Even though she had decided that trying to please her mother was a waste, it didn’t mean that Mal had lost her fear of her mother.
When Jay could feel Mal’s body slightly trembling beside him, he glanced at her and saw the fright in Mal’s eyes. In that moment he felt a strong need to protect her and help cast all of her fear away. The feeling was so strong that Jay almost pulled Mal into his arms to hold her close until she felt safe, but he had to shake off that feeling knowing that this was definitely not the time to do such things, especially in front of someone like Maleficent. Knowing that there was nothing he could do to help Mal right now, Jay shifted his focus on the other two in the dumpster and noticed that their expressions were filled with guilt. He was curious to why the nerd and the princess were looking guilty though he put his curiosity on hold when Maleficent spoke again. Though this time the dark fairy wasn’t focusing on them but looking in the direction of the alley’s entrance.
“All the little gremlins are in here,” announced Maleficent.
The four children could hear more people entering the alley towards the dumpster. Jay, Evie, and Carlos were now the ones to become afraid when the faces of Jafar, The Evil Queen, and Cruella De’Vil appeared above them beside Maleficent. Seeing all four villains glaring down at them, made the four children feel so small and vulnerable that both couples ended up huddling closer to their partner to seek some type of comfort. However, their parents noticed the sentimental action and did not like it one bit.
“All of you, out now!” ordered Maleficent to the children.
With fear driving them, the four kids began to climb out of the dumpster; however, they were moving too slow for the parents so each villain immediately grabbed a hold of their child and harshly pulled them out of the dumpster. The children were then carelessly thrown down to the ground making them all cringe from pain as they hit the concrete. However, there was no concern for the children’s pain as Maleficent let a scowl come to her blood red lips.
“What pathetic little creatures you four are, a complete disappointment,” began the evil fairy as her eyes bored down on each child before landing on her own daughter.
When Mal noticed her mother glaring at her and she could not help but tremble in fear. In that moment, Mal was reminded of just how scary and frightening her mother could be. Maleficent’s pale green skin made her piercing yellow eyes stand out even more on her narrow shaped face. Despite the fact that ten years have passed, the evil fairy was still as tall, slender, and hauntingly beautiful as she was before her death. Her famous black and purple robe was still worn proudly over the purple and black dress that she acquired on her years on the Isle and it served well in maintaining her Mistress of Evil look. Her renowned black horns still to this day looked intimidating especially with the wicked pointed edges that were sharp enough to pierce a person’s flesh, which Mal had found out the hard way. Maleficent was truly a fearsome sight to behold and even her own daughter could only stare into those acid yellow eyes for so long before turning away from them in fear.
Maleficent enjoyed seeing how afraid her daughter was of her. The evil fairy despised Mal to a point that she would say rivaled her hatred of the three good fairies that had helped foiled her plans. Mal was the constant reminder of the first time in a long time where she allowed her heart to control her actions. It wasn’t just the fact that the girl existed that bother Maleficent, it was also the fact that Mal looked more like her father that her. Mal’s pale but cream-like skin was close to her father’s light fair skin to which Maleficent saw as a testament to her daughter being half human. However, it was those green eyes of Mal’s that were the same color as her father’s that really ticked the evil fairy off. Those green eyes that were a copy of Mal’s father also had the ability to glow just like her yellow eyes could when she willed it. She hated how the child’s eyes showed the proof of her past infatuation with the man who had tried playing her for a fool. Just thinking about that man caused anger to rise in Maleficent and her disgust for her daughter to grow. In fact, she was now debating if she should just abandon the girl and leave her on the streets so she could finally be rid of the child. Her face must have given away what she was thinking as Jafar choose that moment to speak.
“If you don’t want her I’d be more than happy to have an extra hand around the shop. Besides my boy already owns her anyway,” he commented with a smirk on his face as he thought of the benefits of having two ‘workers’ for his shop.
Maleficent glanced at the tan skinned man with a thoughtful look. She knew Jafar would love to have more thieves under his control in order to increase his inventory for his shop. Not that she really cared about the man’s motives, nor that her daughter would just be seen as another tool to help him gain riches. Yet, his statement did remind her that her daughter and his son decided to claim each other. Maleficent wasn’t surprised that her weak daughter would fall victim to the same weakness as she had which made the fairy mentally scoff. Nonetheless, looking at Jafar’s son she could admit that her daughter at least had some decent taste in men. Still, should she just let the girl go knowing that Jafar would reap more benefits from it than her? Of course not. So Maleficent decided to ignore the man’s suggestion and realized that the plan that her and The Evil Queen had come up with would profit her more.
“Each of you take your little brat and let’s go,” commanded Maleficent signaling to the other villains that they were going to go through with the initial plan.
The villains then surrounded the kids in a circle as though they were trapping their prey. Each child did not dare get up from the ground as their fear kept them from moving an inch. As each villains’ eyes bored down at the children, Mal, Jay, Evie, and Carlos were reminded of just how scary their parents could be.
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