ch. 1

a/n: hi! hello, this is my first time writing a fanfiction for something non-anime, so bear with me now hehe. i don't have too much to say on this fic for now, but just a precaution: it is mildly slow build-up, so if you're looking for instant action and romance, you might want to steer away from this. anyways, hope you enjoy the first chapter! i'll upload maybe every few days; i only have the first few chapters ready.

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"Can I say something crazy?"

Mal lifts her eyes just over the top of the spell book she has been scrutinizing for the past ten minutes. "I love crazy," she replies in a mockingly sugary sweet tone, waving a jazz hand for emphasis.

The blue-haired girl, Evie, across from her rolls her sparkling opaque eyes in amusement. She stands up from her perch by the window and sits across Mal on her bed. "Sometimes, I really loathe our parents...and by sometimes, I mean right now," she admits.

"Tell me about it," complains Mal, slipping the book into her bag. "I can't believe they're dropping this bomb on us!"

Just then two boys burst into the room through the window. Yes, through the window because doors are for losers.

"Can you believe they're dropping this bomb on us?" cries the shorter of the two, a boy with black-white hair and an adorable splash of freckles.

"No, Carlos!" Mal exclaims sarcastically. "I'm dying to go to Good-Two-Shoes-Landia and see sweet, charming people smiling brightly at me left and right! And don't mention all the singing and dancing every day and night! Oh, I could die of happiness!"

The group chuckles at this, though it's a short-lived happiness when reality settles in.

"But seriously, we have to do this," Mal says. "No matter how much we hate it. This is our time to be free! Long live evil!"

The other three don't reply immediately, staying quiet.

"You know, guys," starts the other male, a tanned, long-haired teen adorning a red beanie, "I love stealing stuff; don't get me wrong. But having to get a dumb wand just so that our parents can get revenge on some people they hated years ago? God, it sounds so lame!"

"I know I said I wanted a prince...and I do!" Evie assures them. "But, is this really going to be worth it? What if we can't do it?"

"We can! And we will!" Mal shouts, a fire lighting within her despite her earlier resentment. "Don't get so defeated already! We're villain kids; we get what we want!"

"I, for one, am excited to leave. At least I don't have to be around my mom all the time," Carlos says.

Jay shrugs, understanding the situation. "I'll give it a shot. Better than cleaning up Dad's shop."

Mal looks to Evie. "E?"

"I don't think I have much of a choice anyways...," she sighs. "The princes there better be handsome."

"For sure." Mal slings an arm around Evie's shoulders.

"Kids! It's time to go!" Maleficent's voice calls out from below.

With a unanimous groan, the four of them take their bags and head down the stepladder to the ground floor from Mal's room. Awaiting them is a slick limousine that all of the people of the Isle are whispering about.

"Bye, darling! Bring back a prince!" The Evil Queen, dressed in all her glory, lightly wraps her arms around her pretty daughter, careful not to touch and mess up her face.

"My boy," Jafar cries, patting his back heartily. "Just remember our motto..."

Jay sighs, "There no team in I."

"That's right! You will make me proud! Go! Go! Bring back a lamp!"

Jay murmurs a handful of colorful words under his breath as he loads up his and Evie's stuff into the limo and climbs in.

"Bye, Mom," mumbles Carlos as he hurries away from her, but she catches him by the sleeve just in time to plant a kiss on his cheek, much to his disgust.

"I want 102 dogs for the new coat line I'm thinking of!" she calls. "Don't forget it!" Carlos waves her goodbye without even turning.

Maleficent is the last to bid her child farewell, standing in the middle of the road with her staff in hand, poised in superiority. "Mal, my baby, you get that wand and you get it fast, okay?" she whispers under her breath into her daughter's ear.

"Mom-"

"Get it fast," Maleficent hisses, her eyes glowing a mysterious green that initiates Mal's to film over a similar shade. The girl tries to resist but the magic holds her down. "And while you're at it, if you run into Sleeping Beauty, give her a good prick on the finger. For old time's sake, huh?" She laughs maliciously, rubbing her hands together in what can only been seen as a sign of evil.

Mal nods uncertainly before hopping into the limo with everyone else.

This is definitely going to be an adventure.

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a/n thanks for reading! r&r, if you'd like! much love, animeflufflife