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"Ugh, how do girls walk in these things?" complained Mal as she and Uma made their way through the streets of Auradon. The heels on her feet were killing her. She noticed that everything was so much more colorful and a lot cleaner than on the Isle. She could barely looked at one thing before the brightness made her nauseous and she had to tear her eyes away.

Uma shrugged. "Beats me," she said. "Where do you think they keep the wand?"

"Definitely not in the school," Mal decided. "Not enough security. I doubt that she'd keep it with her. She trusts her students way too much to have a need to."

"So, a place with a lot of security and away from her students..." pondered Uma.

"Why don't we ask if there's a museum or something around here?" Mal suggested. Auradon would be the place to have something like that. They didn't even try to build one on the Isle.

Uma raised an eyebrow. "Talk to someone off the street?" she asked incredulously. You never did that on the Isle unless you were looking for trouble. The two of them only did that if they knew that they were either stronger than the person or knew that they could get away easily.

"This is Auradon, U," Mal said with a roll of her eyes. "Everyone's too...good. Of course they'd show us the way." She stopped a woman on the street. "Excuse me, ma'am." She subtly elbowed Uma when the girl snickered softly at her sickeningly sweet tone. "My cousin and I are visiting from another town and we've heard about Fairy Godmother's magic wand. Do you happen to know if it's available to tourists?"

The woman smiled warmly at her. "Of course dear," she said warmly. "There's a museum about two miles away from here. Fairy close to Auradon. You can't miss it."

"Thank you." The words sounded foreign on Mal's tongue, like she was speaking another language. No one ever said "please" or "thank you" on the Isle. Auradon was becoming stranger and stranger by the second.

When the woman walked away, Uma turned to her. "Did she just say fairy close to Auradon?"

Mal wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Must have been one of the less important fairies. She didn't look like one of the bigger ones." She pulled Uma to the side, away from listening ears. "Okay, here's the plan. We strike tonight after dark."

"We get in, grab the wand, and get out," Uma continued. "Sounds like a plan. But what if we bump into those three amateurs while we're there?"

Mal snorted. "I doubt it. They're three screw ups. They'll foolishly wait to try to steal it, but by then it'll be too late because we'll have it." She thought about this. "Unless..."

"What?"

"They're more scared of their parents than we originally thought."

Uma shrugged. "We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"

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"You find it yet, M?" asked Uma.

Mal flipped through the pages in her spell book. "No, not yet. Give me a second..." She finally found what she was looking for. "Yes, this'll do. Though being here is quite revolting, it'd be better with a little cloaking." Both girls were almost invisible. "This should do it. We're not completely invisible, but it'll help us stay out of sight."

They began walking towards the museum (not the most distance they'd ever traveled) and were there within an hour. "Damn," said Uma as they looked though the glass. "There's a guard. What do we do?"

Mal smirked as she caught sight of her mother's spinning wheel. "Leave that to me." Her eyes glowed bright green as she flipped through the spell book. "Prick the finger, prick it deep, send my enemy to sleep." Nothing happened for a moment before the guard got up and touched his finger to the spinning wheel's very sharp needle, rendering him asleep.

Uma smirked. "Perfect. Now, all we have to do it-"

"Man, that was lucky!"

"Huh?!" The two girls turned to see three figures walking towards them. They quickly jumped out of sight and watched the three from afar.

"What are they doing here?" hissed Uma.

"Same as us," answered Mal. "They're here for Fairy Godmother's wand. Damn it. I didn't think they'd act so quick."

"Me neither," admitted Uma. "Rookie mistake. Maybe we can get to it first. Come on."

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Mal and Uma stopped in their tracks at the statues of the worst villains ever to darken the land. Jafar, the Evil Queen, Cruella De Vil, Ursula, and Maleficent were all standing there. Mal actually stepped back while Uma stood at the statue of her mother defiantly. She wouldn't let the sea witch herself scare her, there was no way she'd let a statue. "Mal, let's go."

But Mal was frozen in place as she stared into the eyes of her own mother's statue. She'd defied her, gone against her wishes. If she failed this, it was all over. Her mother would kill her if they sent her back to the Isle. "Oh, god..." she whispered. "What was I thinking? I-I can't..."

Uh-oh. This wasn't good. Uma gripped the girl's shoulders. "Mal," she uttered gently. "Mal, calm down. She can't get you, okay? We're in Auradon, remember? I'm right here with you. We're here and we're together. You're alright."

Mal took a shuddery breath. She couldn't lose it, not here. They needed to get that wand. "I-I'm fine," she insisted. "Let's go." Uma nodded, but kept her arm loosely around Mal's shoulders as they set off to find the wand.

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"There it is," Uma whispered, reaching out for it. "We're so close..."

Mal pulled her away. "Down," she hissed.

"Here it is," said Evie as she, Carlos, and Jay entered the room across from them.

"Whoo!" exclaimed Jay as he reached for it.

"Jay," warned Carlos.

"Jay, don't do it!" Evie nearly shouted.

God, please, no, thought both Uma and Mal. They begged whoever was watching that the street rat wouldn't be the one to mess this up for them. There pleas were in vain, however, as the son of Jafar continued to reach out for the wand and touched the barrier around it, which sent him back flying. Alarms blared loudly in their ears as red light flashed brightly in front of them.

"A force field and a siren? That's just a little excessive."

Neither girls could tell who said (though Mal suspected it was Carlos), but neither cared at the moment. They dashed through the halls and into the vents, somehow making it to the roof. "That," panted Mal. "was close."

Uma punched a nearby vent. "That goddamn street rat!" she seethed. "We were so close!"

Mal watched her rant calmly. The girl beside her had never really liked Jay. Mal herself didn't care. Although now she sympathize with Uma's distaste for him. Jay was brash, he acted without thinking. A job like this required brains, something that none of the three (except maybe Carlos) really had. "Uma, calm yourself," she ordered with a straight face. "This is a minor setback. We'll get the wand in due time."

"How?" Uma demanded, her face still contorted with rage.

Mal smirked. "We're going to school."

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So, how was that? Good, bad, let me know! And yes, I know that without Mal's drive, it's unlikely that Jay, Evie, and Carlos would go after the wand the first night, but I think that they were so afraid of what their parents might do to them that they wanted to get it over and done with. Thanks so much for reading! Bye!