I'm Mal short for Maleficent but everyone calls me Mal because I don't know how to say Maleficent yet. I'm 4 years old and I live with my Mama, and my older sister Marley, and my older brother Malice. I was playing with the dollies that Mama brought me for my birthday and the teddy I got from Uncle Jafar. I was dressing my dollies in the dolly clothes that Auntie Queen's daughter made for me. I was happy playing with my dollies when Mama came in and said I have to go with her to the city. "Maleficent, I expect you to be on your absolute best behavior once we walk out this door into town. That means stay close to me, don't do anything nice, don't help people, and flick off anyone who talks to you if they aren't me or your siblings. Okay." Mama said. "Kay Mama." I said happily. "Good now lets go." Mama said. I walked out clutching Mama's hand until she finally got tired of it and lifted me up. I was still like that when we came up to my brother and sister. "Marley, Malice what do you think you're doing?!!!" Mama asked. "We were just having a little fun mother." Marley said. "I don't care what you wanna do because what you are going to do is watch your sister, Malice you're gonna help her." Mama said. "What, how do you expect us to entertain a baby?!!!" Malice said. "Fuck you, you wittle bitch!!!!!" I said loudly while Mama just grinned happily and evilly at my brother and sister's faces. "Hey here's a thought maybe she can teach you how to be evil." Mama said cruelly. Then she walked towards the house still holding me while ordering the others to follow.
Marley POV
3 hours later
I have always hated how Mother obviously liked Mal better than us. She spoils Mal, carries Mal around, named Mal after herself, tucked Mal in at night, and even made sure Mal had good clothes. "So we're watching your 4 year old sister huh?" My bestfriend Evie asked even though she already knew the answer. "Yup and it's surprisingly even more boring than it sounds." I said sarcastically, it wasn't a surprise I expected it to be boring. "I hate how that bratty little kid gets all the attention, what makes her special enough to be Mother's favorite?" I asked angrily. As if on que Mal walked in. "Dese cheekbones and my charwm, thtat's what!!!!" She answered. "Not to mention my cwuteness." Mal continued in a sing song voice. "Don't you have some doll's hair to brush?" I asked with a big ass smirk on my face. "Duhhhh, but I wanna pway wit Jay!!!" Mal said practically jumping up and down from excitement. Her short curly dark purple hair bouncing up and down so much you could barely see the violet and black highlights. "Uhhhh, okay how about hide and seek how about I'll count to 55,000?" Jay suggested. "What's dat?" Mal asked. "Well..." Jay paused to lift Mal up. "It's a really really really big number that will give you a bunch of time to hide." Jay explains. "No tricks or I will hurt you!!!" Mal said. "Oh I know." Jay said as he placed Mal down right outside the door then locked it and started counting til he heard Mal run. "31... 32...33...34...35...36...free at last." Jay said and we all laughed at that. Jay and Evie are our best friends because we've known them the longest. Jay is Malice's best friend and Evie is mine. "My mother works us kids to the bone but treats Mal like a queen." I said. "To be fair Mal is only four and she was born to be evil." Jay said. "Besides she's so cute I really don't understand how you can hate her." Carlos said. Then Malice threw a pillow at him and Carlos threw one at Evie who threw it at Jay and then the pillow fight started.
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Malice POV
3 more hours later
I was just sitting in my bed room that I shared with Marley, I have the upstairs and she has the downstairs. Our bedroom has two floors. I was thinking about our friends.
Evie Queen: blue hair, the manipulator, VK, age 17
Jay Sultan: brown hair, the thief age 17, VK
Carlos De Vil: white hair and black roots, nerd, VK, age 15
Marley Faery: brown hair, the leader, VK, age 16
Malice Faery: purple white hair, the muscle, VK, age 16
(Aka me)
Marley and I sitting downstairs since Mal was sleeping since it was 8 o clock. "You two were invited to Auradon to be good, of course you guys aren't allowed to do that so you guys are gonna steal the wand." Mother said. "Is it just us?" I asked. "Your little friends are going to and if y'all blow it, you're all toast!!!!" Mother yelled. "Yes Ma'am." We both answered in unison.
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Maleficent POV
The next day
I hate my children so much. Of course Mal is the only one I care about because she is so evil that it's actually cute.
Plus she's extremely good at blackmail. I was sitting in my throne room with my daughter, and the Evil Queen, Jafar, and Cruella. "Malsy, Mama has to go get your siblings." I said. "No she doesn't , can't Mama just get a dog whistle or something?" Mal asked so convincingly that it almost made me consider it but I shook it off and said no. "Fine." She said. Then I walked into town leaving my daughter with her uncle and aunts.
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Hey I'm Lil Victori the author thanks for reading this don't forget to check out my other fanfics and my Wattpads @toriTasie thx!!!! I'm soooooo excited for this fanfic and
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