Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sadly the carriage ride itself was short and uneventful. Sure, Mal wanted to make out with Evie, because she always wanted to make out with Evie, but that would smudge their make-up and she knew her girlfriend wouldn't be happy if she did that. Besides, she wasn't going to waste time touching up her own make-up, so Mal settled for just snuggling with Evie and making small talk until they arrived at their destination, which again wasn't very long. In fact it was barely a few minutes before Mal was slipping out of the carriage and helping her girl out of it.
They then strolled with their heads held high and their hands tightly locked to prom, barely acknowledging the looks they got. Or at least Mal did. Evie had always been the one worried about social status, encouraging them to make nice with the 'cool kids' even when they first strolled into town with the intention of freeing their parents, taking over the world and unleashing hell on all their supposedly new friends. That seemed like a lifetime ago, but they were back to getting the same kind of reactions they got when they first got here.
Homosexual relationships were rare on the Isle of the Lost, but apparently they were unheard of in Auradon. Most seemed shocked that two people of the same sex COULD date, let alone that they would want too. Luckily with Mal's ex-boyfriend Ben on the throne talk of banishment to prevent such a thing from spreading carried no weight, Mal assuring Evie they had nothing to worry about. Not that it stopped Evie from worrying, not that she let it show on such an important night. Or at least she tried.
Fortunately she had Mal, who had always been her rock at the worst of times, and to a slightly lesser extent the same could be said for their other two friends, who of course were also here together. As in together like Mal and Evie were now together, Evie showing her happiness for them as, after making their way through the crowd, she spotted their friends and she eagerly waved them over so she could get a look at their matching tuxes.
Then Evie brightly exclaimed, "Carlos, Jay, you look dashing."
"Evie, you look... erm..." Jay began gradually before trailing off as Mal gave him a warning look.
"Not horrible." Evie offered, hoping to lighten the mood.
Taking the bait Mal smiled softly, gave Evie a flirty little look and practically purred, "Not even a little bit."
For a few long seconds Mal and Evie stared at each other, then Carlos cleared his throat, "Get a room ladies."
"We have one." Mal grinned at him, "And later, we're going to use it."
Crinkling up his little nose Carlos declared, "Gross, no one wants to hear about that."
"I do, if you want to swap stories on the gory details." Jay grinned, and then as Mal gave him another look he quickly added, "After I get us all drinks."
"Mal could go with you." Evie offered, "You know, to help carry the drinks?"
"Hey, why do I have to go?" Mal complained.
"Because you're totally the guy." Jay laughed, and then when Mal scowled at him he added with a shrug, "You know, you're the guy and Evie's the girl. Like in your relationship."
"Shut up! I am not 'the guy'!" Mal exclaimed, punching Jay's arm as hard as she could, knowing that he hardly felt it despite his over exaggerated cry and the way he clutched his arm, the big baby, "We're both girls, that's kind of the point."
"You're kind of the guy." Evie shrugged, and then when her girlfriend scowled at her quickly added, "I just meant you can be, you know..."
"Obnoxious, rude, defensive, and picks fights like the rest of the hormonal teenage boys around here." Carlos offered.
"Hey, if I'm 'the guy' then you're 'the girl'!" Mal snapped.
"Yeah he is." Jay grinned wickedly, his words and the way he looked at his boyfriend making Carlos blush.
"Hey, hey, hey guys! This is prom!" Evie whined, "Can we please not squabble for five seconds? Please?"
Hanging their heads Mal and Jay mumbled, "Sorry."
"Mal, baby, I didn't mean to offend you. I love you. We all do. But there's no sense in all of us crowding the bar, so you and Jay get the first round, me and Carlos will get the next and so on. You know, basic maths which will allow us to hang out with our friends, who we don't see much of now we're lost in our mutual love nests." Evie explained.
"I hate it when you're all rational and smart." Mal grumbled.
"No you don't." Evie quipped.
"I really don't." Mal smiled, before shrugging, "But fine, you two enjoy your 'girl talk'. Me and Jay will be like, two minutes."
With that Mal disappeared into the sea of people surrounding them, quickly followed by Jay, leaving Evie and Carlos to try and find some seats.
