Carlos remembered when he was six years old. The only person he had was Evie. Evie, being two years older than him protected him and taught him how to survive on the isle. They were best friends. Carlos loved Evie more than anyone else in the world. They had a special bond. Not all of it was that great though, of course. His mother died in a gang fight when he turned ten, and Evie took him in to her house, until her own mother died by the time he turned 14. Ever since then, they've been living in the house her mother died in together. It was technically abandoned but nobody really cared.
Now, Carlos is eighteen and his best friend is twenty. The only people they've known was eachother, but all of that is about to change.
"C, can you please wash your dishes I can't have a dirty house, I'm a princess," Evie chimed, passive aggressively at Carlos who was lounging on they're dusty old couch. Carlos sighed and set his phone down on the coffe table.
"Ok, but I'm not playing dress up with you then. I'm eighteen now and I don't appreciate being put in a crown against my will," Carlos negotiated, plucking up a plate to scrub.
Evie frowned. She knew what Carlos wanted to do. He wanted to explore the isle and see what was out there. Evie knew more than anything that it was a bad idea, especially for Carlos. She also knew that he was eighteen, and whatever she said would mean nothing to him.
"I know you're eighteen but I'll always see you as my little brother. And all of this talk about bein legal and being able to do wicked things is really scaring me. I know it seems fun but-"
"I'll get killed and you wouldn't know what to do with yourself and then you'll get fat from depression and it will all be my fault." Carlos finished, earning a sigh from Evie, who gave up at the sharp tone. Carlos softened at the look Evie was giving him. "Evie I've heard it all before, but Ive been cooped up in this house, not able to do anything. We should go out sometime," Carlos begged.
"Los, you know I love you, but I can't let anything happen to you." Evie whined, brushing some of carlos' white curly hair behind his ear. "But, your eighteen, and I'm afraid I can't do much to keep you from doing anything besides telling you I'll be very dissapointed if you get into trouble."
Carlos always got into trouble. It was inevitable but just to keep the conversation going, she had to add that he needed to stay out of it. It was very important to her that he stayed safe in the protection of her arms.
"I promise I won't get into trouble," Carlos confirmed, waiting until a smile cracked from Evies lips to wrap her in a tight hug.
Evie thought about it for a second. She knew it was just her worrying that was making her crazy at the idea of him leaving anywhere, and she knew she'd have to go with him, to make him feel comfortable. She also knew that someday he needed to be on his own and meet other people besides her, and the thought of that hurt her.
"Alright alright I will come with you to go wherever you want, but you can't wander away from me," Evie ordered, keeping a striaght tone. Carlos just nodded giddily.
"Ok where should we go!" Carlos said in a spazzing way. "Oh my god we could go to the pirate ship or the core fours hideout, I always wanted to meet them-"
"Carlos, we can't invade other people's homes. I know we are supposed to be evil, but a princess always keeps her manners and morals," Evie posed. "And besides, we aren't going anywhere near the core four,"
Evie has belonged to the group long before, but she was soon discussed by the way they behaved. Uma, Mal, Jay, and Gil were one of the most evil hearted people she had ever seen, and not the goodnkind of evil. They were misbehaved, disrespectful, and they always drug Evie into messes she didn't want to be in.
"Oh right I forgot about your thing against them," Carlos rolled his eyes at the repetitive hatred for the core four. "Fine but I want to go to the chip shop, I heard ever since Hooks dad died, Ursula sold the shop and he stayed there ever since."
"I call bullshit. I know for a fact that Hook wouldn't support Ursula stealing her dads shop. But I do always wonder how he went on with his pirate crew. The last time I ran into him was a few years ago," Evie shrugged and hopped up on the counter, dangling her feet off the endge.
There was all sorts of gossip about why Harry stayed with Ursula when she took over his dads shop. He wasn't one for sentiment, more for power. Maybe he knew he couldn't keep his pirate crew if he kept the chip shop.
"All I want is to see him in real life. I mean come on how is he real? The way people describe him is so articulate and weird. Some think he's a god and others think he's trash," Carlos mused, thinking about all the stories he's told.
"Well, I do have to go down and fix up his pirate hat. Apparently he got into some sword fight and shredded it up. You can come with me, but don't be surprised if nobody gives you the light of day," Evie said, ruffling his hair before hopping off the counter and walking off.
Carlos sighed and shook his head lightly. Of course the one time he'd get to see outside of the house would be running an erand with Evie.
The outside of the chip shop was dirty and dusty. Carlos could barely even read the sign on the front. Evie have him a sneaky look of discust before opening the swinging doors wide open. Inside was empty, and Carlos was pretty dissapointed.
"Where is he?" Carlos whispered to the side at Evie. Evie put a hand on his shoulder and cleared her throat.
"Harry? I'm here to fix your hat," Evie yelled in a soft charming voice. Carlos cringed at the new tone. He knew that she spoke differently with other people but he'd never gotten to see it before.
Within a few seconds, out came a tall handsome man from the back where the kitchen was. He was wearing a shredded up t shirt, some ripped jeans, and a hook on his right hand. Carlos knew about the hook, but he never knew why he wore it. Maybe it was more a weapon than anything.
"Ah! My favorite hatter," Harry cheered, practically strutting up to Evie. Carlos and Evie gave eachother a weird look before looking back at him.
"I'll just need to take a few measurements, and then I should be right out of here," Evie promised, giving a light curtesy. Carlos was downright confused by his interaction. He'd never seen anyone talk to anyone else before. All of a sudden Harry's eyes locked with his, giving him a feeling of discomfort right away.
"Aw, don't rush, I've never met this lad before, maybe we can all chat," Harry suggested, squirming closer and closer to Carlos. Carlos felt Evies arm block him from Harry protectively before she pulled them back.
"We are certainly fine. We won't be any trouble," Evie said with a fake little smile, making Harry pout.
"He looks old enough to make his own choices," Harry spoke with a devilish tone of voice. Carlos smiled at his observation. He pushed Evie away gently and stepped up to the pirate.
"Actually I am. I'm eighteen. My name is -"
"Carlos. Everybody knows you. Your the de vills kid," Harry mused. Carlos was shocked. How did everyone know him?
"Carlos doesn't get out very much. You see, he's what they could call smaller than the others, and I don't want him to get killed." Evie explained, emphasizing the killed part. Harry laughed and shook his head.
"That's why nobody ever sees him. We all talk about you though." Harry said.
"Great I feel uncomfortable now," Carlos said starting at Evie. If she had just let him out of their house maybe he wouldnt Be talked about all the time.
"Ahh, no need for that pup, sit down I'll fix you up something while Evie fixes up my hat," Harry suggested, pointing to the many chairs at the bar. Carlos smiled and sat up on one of them, following Evie.
"Oh! Um please nothing alcoholic," Evie ordered getting an elbow in her rib by Carlos. "Just trying to keep you safe."
"Gotcha," Harry said with a wink before disappearing into the kitchen doors.
"Evie what the hell? I feel like I'm being held hostage!" Carlos whined frusteratedly at Evie.
"I'm just trying to keep you out of trouble. Besides, you're already getting comfortable with harry, one of the most dangerous villains on this island. You need to calm down," Evie bickered back, waving her hands around. They were dismissed with a sharp noise of someone clearing heir throat.
"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you two, but do you know where harry is? My sword kind of broke," a man with wavy black hair and grey eyes spoke, coming through the doors that were linked to he pirate ship. Evie instantly shut up, lost in this boys looks.
"Ummm, well he— ya he's just.."
"He's in the kitchen," Carlos said, giving a sharp look at Evie. The boy chuckled before walking past them to the kitchen. Right in front of the doors he stopped and turned around.
"I am so dumb. I almost walked right in there without introducing myself. I'm Hayden," he said, eyes glaring into Evies, making her melt. Carlos rolled his eyes and sighed.
"I'm Ebbie..-Evie!" Evie said laughing at her mistake. Carlos looked at the train wreck in dissapointment.
"I'm Carlos."
"Oh I've heard of you! You're that dog ladies kid!" Hayden exclaimed excitedly.
"Why does everyone know me," Carlos said mostly to himself.
"Well, nice to meet you guys," Hayden said before leaving. Evies eyes watched him the whole way out.
"We need to come here more often," Evie mused, practically drooling.
"There is no way I'm going to keep watching whatever that was between you two happen even more," Carlos said, holding his head.
"Ah you two are still here ey?" Harry came in with two ginger ales and his shredded up pirate hat. "Ere she is! She's not too bad she just needs a little bit of fixing," he said smiling at his hat. Carlos was almost disturbed by the amount of admiration he held looking at a price of head dress.
"Oh, ill need to take this with me, it's in pretty bad condition," Evie said, looking at the multiple tears and shreds. Harry frowned.
"Okay, but only if he's the one who returns it. He looks pure and like he would steal someone's hat," Harry said, staring at Carlos. Carlos rolled his eyes at the amount of effort harry was putting into being obnoxious.
"You really are a pain in the ass. I guess he can come just once, but if he's not back in one piece I will skin you alive and feed you to your entire pirate crew," Evie warned looking him square in the eyes.
"That's a bit extreme," Carlos said, trying not to giggle. But the whole interaction was serious, so he stopped.
"He'll be back in good shape as long as my hat is," Harry said with a fake little smile. He then turned around and did the same strut he did before, but this time out of the same door Hayden came from.
"God is he always like that?" Carlos asked. Evie grumbled in annoyance.
"When he's in a good mood," Evie said before leading them both out of the chip shop.
Alright I just wanted to add that Hayden and Harry are both 21. I didn't really know how to add that in sneakily.
