Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Evie had spent pretty much her entire life staring at her reflection. She'd spend hours searching for flaws, critique every clothing choice she ever made and often repeat lessons her mother had taught her. Like she'd always need to look her best if she was ever going to find her Prince, never once guessing that Evie never really wanted one. That she wanted a Princess. Oh, how disappointed in her the Evil Queen would be if she could see her now.
At that troubling thought Evie felt a soft body press up behind her, arms circling her waist and a head resting against her shoulder, "You look beautiful."
Faking a smile Evie replied, "Duh."
Sensing her girlfriend's tension Mal asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Evie said softly and unconvincingly.
"Having second thoughts?" Mal asked softly, "Because we don't have to do this, you know? We could just stay in, or you could go and I could stay, or-"
"No, no, NO! It's not that..." Evie insisted, turning around and trying to find the words and then finally lowering her head, "I... I was just thinking about my Mom."
Smiling softly in understanding Mal gently pulled Evie's chin up and told her, "We don't owe them anything-"
"They can't get to us, screw them, I know, I know." Evie quickly snapped, repeating what had practically become their motto. Just as quickly she softened her tone and added, "It's just hard. You know that better than anyone, and... I just can't help it sometimes. It doesn't mean I'm not disgustingly happy, or regretting a second of it. Especially about you... us."
A teary eyed Mal softly replied, "Good."
Then, oh then, Mal kissed her. Right on the lips, that kind of soft and slow happy ending kiss Evie used to dream about, but be told she'd never get. Ironically Mal used to be the one most frequently telling her not to get her hopes up, clueless to the fact she was breaking Evie's heart every time she said that, that all Evie wanted was for Mal to kiss her just like this, just once. Now Evie's life seemed to be nothing but Mal kisses, most soft and sweet just like this. Others were longer and made Evie blush just to think about them, but she rarely had a chance to think about them as Mal pulled away and smiled at her, which was always the number one thing that made her blush.
"Ready to cause another scandal?" Mal grinned.
"Always." Evie grinned back.
With that Mal softly laced their fingers and gently pulled her towards the door. Once they reached it Mal opened it for her like the gentlewoman she was, Evie giving her a little smile before walking through the doorway, Mal following her through and then closing and locking the door behind them, all without letting go of each other's hand. Likewise they kept holding hands all the way through their dorms until they got outside, where Evie saw Mal's little surprise for her. Not daring to believe it was for her Evie tensed up in surprise and glanced at Mal, but when she saw the other girl was smiling widely Evie let herself get excited.
"Is... is that for us? Oh Mal, you shouldn't have." Evie exclaimed excitedly, letting go of Mal's hand and practically bouncing forwards to examine her surprise. Then she placed her hand over her mouth and then added sadly, "Seriously, you shouldn't have. It isn't that far to walk, and this must have cost a fortune."
Mal smiled at her and casually began strolling forward, "You're worth every penny."
Evie had dreamt of attending prom since she first heard about it. And why not? It seemed like a magical night, a night dreams come true. She must have gushed to Mal a thousand times about her idea of a perfect prom, so it wasn't surprising Mal had remembered, but she hadn't been expecting an actual horse drawn carriage. Honestly going to prom with Mal, and not the Prince she had always pretended she wanted to go to prom with, was more than enough for her. It was more than anything she thought she'd ever get, but to get the girl and the carriage, oh this truly was a night where dreams came true.
Mal barely took her eye off of Evie as she strolled over to the carriage and opened it's door for her lady. The carriage had cost a lot, but Mal meant what she said, the look on Evie's face made it all worth it. Hell, she'd do just about anything to see that happy look. Fortunately she and Evie had spent most of their lives as best friends, which gave Mal the inside scoop on what would make Evie happy. Just replace a few details like Prince to Princess and trophy wife to scientist and she was all set.
She couldn't have forgotten Evie's dream prom if she tried, her BFF hadn't shut up about it since they were little girls, no matter how hard Mal had tried to make her. Of course Mal had been mostly bothered by it because she thought she would never be the one to give Evie her perfect prom, and now that she was Mal was on cloud nine. Or maybe that was just because of the short but sweet kiss Evie gave her before getting into the carriage, Mal grinning goofily as she quickly followed her girlfriend, closed the door behind them and signalled the driver to get a move on.