Read my Descendants: Snow Princess fanfic first if you hadn't read it.

How's it going!?

Since I'm on winter break, I decided to do you Snow Princess lovers a favor and do the first Wicked World episode! The next one won't be for a while. I gotta update my OUAT fanfic.

Disclaimer: I do no own Descendants or it's characters. I only own Elena, Andrew, and other OC's.

Elena her way through every tent there was to try and find Mal's. Mal volunteered to showcase her artistic side for the Heroes and Heroines Festival, where they celebrate all the Auradon heroes and tell stories of how they happened. It always confused Elena how Audrey's mother counts as a hero. All she did in that story was play 'Hide and Sleep.' And what the heck is a Newsie? Honestly, there was still a few things going on in this festival that was confusing to Elena.

It didn't matter at the moment because Elena's real challenge was trying to find Mal's tent. By find, she means trying to see where she was going so she could get there. Was it mentioned that she was carrying two boxes, and they were blocking her view? Well, at least she finally made it to Mal's purple tent.

"Mal, I got you fresh paint supplies," Elena announced over the boxes. It did not last long because after she said that, she ended up tripping with a yelp, due to her lack of vision, because she slipped from a few paintbrushes.

"Cool," Mal replied, not taking her eyes off her work, "Just put them on the floor somewhere." Elena stood up with a huff since was already on the floor, dropping the supplies in the first place.

"Already done," she grumbled. She then looked around the tent to see Mal's work. So far, everything looked awesome. There was a few spray painting goods and a paper mache hat that looked like Doctor Faciliers, and they all really looked… well, real. That is, aside from the green Jafar.

"Mal, these paintings look wicked cool," Elena complimented.

"You're using wicked as a compliment?" Mal asked with a smirk.

"Some evil words can be used for compliments, Mal," Elena playfully retaliated. They would've kept up that game if a certain bluette girl didn't come in.

"Mal, you have to help me," Evie said frantically, carrying a plate of food.

"What's the emergency?" Mal asked her.

"This," Evie showed them that the plate was filled with cupcakes.

"Cupcakes?" Mal questioned her.

"What are those for?" Elena asked a follow-up question.

Evie explained why, and she explained so much, "I volunteered to make cupcakes for the carnival because I heard that last year everyone loved Audrey's. They were like an explosion of deliciousness. And I thought 'I can do that, and everyone will love me, and tell me how fab-mazing I am.' But none of that's going to happen because I can't make cupcakes! I mean it's not like I made cupcakes on The Isle of the Lost. The evil minion bakers did."

As much as Elena sympathized with her about all of that, so much of it did not make much sense. For one thing, 'fab-mazing' is not even a word. It always drove Elena nuts when people tried to mix words together to make one word. All it does is get annoying. What was the point in doing that? Why was that even a thing in the first place? Secondly, Audrey's cupcakes were good but there was no one who could vouch for whether or not she made them or hired someone in her castle to do it. And finally, why didn't Evie just use a cookbook?

"Remember the awesome ones we had at my birthday parties?" Evie broke her thoughts as she asked Mal a question.

"I wasn't invited," Mal answered, somewhat unhappily.

Apparently, it looks like to Elena, Evie just hit a sore spot on Mal. She just was not sure what Mal might have been upset about the most. Not being invited to a party or being treated like her mother did when she was not invited to Aurora's christening.

"That's because that was a mean thing to do and on the Isle of the Lost, being mean was being nice," Evie sheepishly tried to find an excuse. In this case, it was a good one.

"She's got a point, you know," Elena shrugged in agreement. At least that was what Jay told Elena. According to him, stereotypes, cruelty, and harassment was an everyday thing on the Isle, and those were just being friendly.

"Uh-uh," Mal agreed sarcastically.

"Evie, how did you even make these?" Elena asked said girl about the cupcakes, as soon as she saw that they could change color, "I've had Wonderland treats that didn't even do that."

"They say baking is a form of chemistry, so I decided to combine all of the periodic elements," Evie explained, "I probably should have left out the sulfur."

"And the mercury, and the helium, and the chlorine; yeah, just about half of that table," Elena responded in fear and disgust at the cupcakes. How would she even know those were on the periodic table? Chemistry was her worst subject.

"You have to help me! Use your magic!" Evie exclaimed to Mal as she shoved her plate of cupcakes to the purplette girl.

"No way," Mal turned away, "I'm trying to be good, remember?"

"Magic for a good cause is automatically good," Evie pointed out or at least tried to. Because fixing cupcakes like this isn't really a kind of good cause she was trying to get across.

"I don't think it really works that way," said Mal.

"Elena, what about you? Could you?" Evie asked the Snow Princess.

"Sorry, girl, but my kind of magic is strictly related to ice," Elena shrugged, "Unless there's an ice cream filling I can prevent melting, I can't help you."

That was the only disappointing thing about Elena's magic. She and her mom could only do ice, snow or frost magic. They can take something to make a pattern and change color a little bit like her mom did for her aunts birthday, but that was still frost on fabric. And her mom's dress was still made of snow.

Evie started to get on her knees and beg, "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please..."

"You're not gonna stop until I help you, are you?" Mal asked Evie.

"Yep!" She answered before begging again, "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please."

Hearing all of those pleases in one sentence was starting to get on Elena's last nerve.

"Just make her stop and do it," Elena begged Mal, "It'll be our secret. What harm could it do?"

"Ok, ok fine!" Mal gave in as she took out her spellbook and Elena went to one side of the tent, "I'll do it. But just this once. Oh, magic spellbook..."

"I've always wondered what ununseptium tasted like," Evie wondered as she picked up a cupcake.

Mal was just reciting her spell, "Make no haste and turn Evie's cupcakes..."

Evie was not listening and took a bite of her cupcake. To say it was delicious would be lying through pearly white teeth. Evie cringed in disgust and threw it behind her.

"...into an explosion of-"

BOOM!

That cupcake suddenly exploded. It startled the girls enough to gather around. Evie hugging Mal, and Elena next to her with her guard up.

"What was that?" Elena asked.

"Evie didn't let me finish the spell!" Mal freaked, "Instead of an explosion of taste, we made an explosion of..." Audrey showed up n the tent looking mad, with green goo from the cupcake when it exploded, "...cupcakes."

Evie and Mal: Sweet friends or sweet fiends?

Hope it turned out okay.

I had to make a Newsie reference because it is technically Disney. I haven't finished the movie yet, but I love the song, 'Seize the Day.'

For Elena's Wicked world outfit, it's going to be her family day outfit like everyone else.

Happy New Year! All hail 2018!