Author's Note: Sorry if this took a little longer than usual, but here's the next chapter ;)

Again, I do not own Descendants or anything Descendants related. All I own are Uriana, Aria, Lyric, Estella, Nigel, and a few other characters (as well as character interpretations). Read, review, favorite, follow, and enjoy! I hope you guys like it!

Chapter 7: Failed

Uriana's hands covered her mouth to muffle her scream. There it was, in its magnificent glory with its unimaginable power and another shield shaped sign about its history. Screw that glorified stick, the trident was the only magical item in the entire museum that had any value.

Uriana quickly glanced over her shoulder, then over at the other entrance across the room.

No one in sight.

"Let's do this, Uri!" she told herself quietly.

She went forward to the sea rock to get a closer look at the trident. Ursula being so obsessed with the trident made sense to Uriana once she saw it for herself. Just like her mother repeatedly described to her, the three-pronged spear stood tall and proud, as if it were royalty itself. Powerful wasn't a strong enough word to describe just how strong it looked. The gold color shimmering under the light made Uriana's eyes glint in anticipation.

Uriana stopped and took another look around. Still no one in sight. She turned back to the trident and continued to walk forward. The trident was at arm's reach now. It was that easy.

Too easy...

Uriana immediately pulled her arm back and opened her spell book and quickly flipped through the pages. This was a museum, and while it was in Auradon, precautions needed to be taken.

Alarms needed to be placed.

And Ursula had no such of spell of disarming them.

Uriana sighed, twirling her index finger up in the air. "Security systems and alarms around...allow me to pass without a sound."

A gold spark of energy was released from Uriana's finger, levitating higher before exploding into millions of small fragments of magical energy that caused every last inch of the room, including Uriana, to glow gold for a split second once they made contact.

"Let's see if it worked."

Uriana reached out and grabbed the trident quickly to get it over with, her eyes closed tightly.

Like music to her ears. Complete silence.

Uriana slowly opened her eyes, then took another glance around just to be safe. She smiled at the trident, seeing her mischievous face in its reflection, then begun to laugh quietly.

She did it.

She won!

The trident was hers now!

Or so she thought.

Uriana attempted to run off with the trident, only to fall on her side as she tried to pull the trident with her. She brushed herself off and got up, confused as she saw that the trident hadn't moved an inch out of the sea rock.

She approached the sea rock again, dropping her spell book by her feet to grab the trident with both of her hands.

"Take two." Uriana whispered to herself.

She pulled on the trident as hard as she could, grunting, before she fell on her bottom that time around. She looked back up at the trident, snarling as she lent her right hand out. "And now I command, trident to my hand!" she whispered-yelled.

The trident glowed an even brighter gold color, with familiar golden fragments of energy surrounding and covering every inch of the spear. The magical energy quickly followed Uriana's hand to be absorbed, and a smirk grew on Uriana's face as she watched the trident slowly twitch back and forth.

Her smirk vanished as quickly as the magical energy once the trident twitched back into place.

Was this a joke?

This was her one chance to prove herself to Ursula that she was evil, ruthless, rotten, and cruel (as Mal said to them earlier) and she was blowing it. Uriana grunted again as she got up off of the floor for a second time, brushing herself off one too many times. She glared at the trident momentarily, then picked up her spell book and furiously flipped through the pages in hopes for an answer.

How does my mother not have a spell for stealing the trident?!

She slammed her book shut after coming up empty-handed, and continued to glare at the trident, watching her eyes glow rose-red as they had against Uma earlier. Its presence seemed to be mocking her now, taunting her even.

Uriana circled around the sea rock slowly, her spell book against her chest as she crossed her arms harshly.

What was the matter with this thing?

She stopped at the sign to verify that this was the real thing, and moaned once she read at the top with her regular, dark brown eyes: King Triton's Trident. Under the royal blue, bold, title were four long paragraphs in regards to the trident, its attributes, and its history of its previous owners and the two cecaelia sea-witches that had once held it in their clutches.

Ursula and Morgana.

Uriana skimmed over the entire thing a few times, hoping to find an answer. Nothing. She didn't find anything, or maybe she wasn't looking hard enough. Was the entire gallery magic proofed in case of a heist such as this one? Was the trident super-glued with Fairy Godmother's magic super glue gun? Or maybe Uriana was just dreaming, and she'd soon wake up to find herself back on the Isle serving Morley, Hook's children and crew, and the rest of those poor unfortunate souls.

None of it was true, however, once Uriana heard footsteps again. Slower footsteps that time around, coming from the doorway behind her. She turned around but didn't find the person responsible.

She looked back at the trident and sighed in resentment, running through the other doorway.

If she couldn't get the trident now, she'd beat Mal at her own game and get the wand to Ursula before Mal could get it to Maleficent.

Running through the halls, and toward the stairway, Uriana gasped as if for dear life once she ran into someone and heard their grunt as they fell to the floor along with her. Had the sleeping security guard woke up and followed her around? Was there another one? Or perhaps a janitor on the night shift?

She slowly got herself up, and sighed in relief once she spotted the familiar leather vest and beanie covering the top of the long, brown, rather lush hair for a guy.

"What are you doing here?"

"The wand, remember?" Jay answered as he got up. "Evie found it."

Uriana narrowed her eyes as she got up on her own as well. "Were you already down here?"

"No? Come on, let's go find the others!"

Uriana nodded once, following Jay upstairs. She knew him too well. He must have had other motives too, but what? Did he know of hers? Uriana didn't let that distract for too long once they were reunited with Mal, Evie, and Carlos. The three were waiting by the stairs and lead the way in a run to the top floor.

Once they reached the top floor, they headed straight and stopped at the display of the familiar exhibition that caught their eyes.

It must have been an attempt to commemorate the newest kids in the kingdom (or to remind everyone of who the five really are) thanks to Ben, seeing as the five villains before them just happened to be their villain parents.

Their villain parents in their prime to be exact, capturing every last detail perfectly, sending chills to each of the five VKs that stood before it.

"Mommy?" Evie said, walking a few steps forward with the rest of the group. She must have missed this room before she found the wand. The wax figure of the Evil Queen was skinnier and younger, proudly holding a poison apple in her hand as she posed in front of a larger magic mirror frame. Her facial expression was vain and prideful. Evie hadn't seen anything like it.

"Killer." Jay commented on, staring at his dad's wax figure in the far back in a combat stance with a replica Golden Cobra in hand. Jafar too was skinnier, wearing much more expensive clothing from the finest fabrics of Agrabah rather than stained sweat-suits, jeans, and baggy shirts. The wax figure had an evil, determining glare.

"I'll never forget Mother's Day again." Carlos said, his voice shaky at the sight of his mother's wax figure. The bags under her eyes or the faint wrinkles on her forehead weren't apparent but Cruella De Vil's wax figure still had a crazed, angered facial expression, with a cleaner faux fur coat, chasing wax Dalmatian puppy figures.

Uriana merely shook her head at the sight of her parent's wax figure. Ursula had lost some weight since then, but her mother was still a chubby and round human. Her white hair had grayed a little since then and was chin-length now, she didn't bother to gel it up anymore. The wax figure of her mother was her as a caecelia, her eight dark purple, almost black, tentacles stretched out, as if they were ready to attack at any moment. Her right hand held a replica of her mother's Nautilus necklace that was destroyed thanks to some seagull, glowing as if someone had gave their voice away and her eyes were crazed and rose-red as she smiled mischievously.

Uriana had heard all the stories of her mother's wicked past, from Ursula herself, from Morgana, even from the regulars at Ursula's Fish and Chips. But that's all they were to her. Stories.

Seeing Ursula in this light made it real.

Ursula was much more terrifying than Uriana had ever known.

The other wax figure in the front, on Ursula's right was none other than Maleficent herself. Other than a somewhat younger face, a darker cloak dress, and a fake replica of the Dragon Scepter, nothing had changed about her. Her face screamed of vengeance, like it always had when Mal saw her. Mal didn't respond at all, doing her best to put on her poker face with a slight frown curling on her lips..

"Well, the wand's not here. Let's bounce!" Jay ordered. No one moved, as they all continued to stare at their respective parent in dread like he tried not to. "Let's go!" Jay yelled.

Uriana nodded and followed Jay out, walking backwards as she kept her eyes on Ursula's wax figure. Carlos and Evie weren't far behind as they jogged to catch up.

Before the others took off, Uriana turned around and ran back for Mal. Uriana watched quietly behind her as Mal took a couple of steps forward, her right hand clutched nervously onto her left wrist as she stared at her mother.

Uriana begun to open her mouth to speak until she caught another glance of the hauntingly identical wax figure of Ursula.

Don't disappoint me.

Mal couldn't afford to disappoint Maleficent, but neither could Uriana with Ursula.

She looked over at Mal, still staring at her mother, in her own little world. Uriana had never seen Mal vulnerable before, only as a thief to her mother's restaurant. A villain. A bully to her sister. A pain. She snorted quietly and shook her head before she took off running to catch up with the others.

After envisioning her mother bestowing wisdom onto her through song (as if that would actually happen), Mal finally met up with the others. They were staring down at something below a circular railing with a faint, light blue light shining down on it.

"Here it is." Evie said proudly.

Mal hurried to the others, resting her hands on the rails. "What are we standing around for? Let's go!"

Uriana rolled her eyes. "So says the queen..." she muttered.

The five walked through the golden gates on their left and ran down the stairs that led right to the wand. Unlike the rest of the magical objects that Uriana had seen, the magic wand levitated in the air under the light blue spotlight. The wand itself was a beaut, thin made of white wood, with a fine, pure gold detail wrapping around it and a shiny light blue orb right above its handle.

Mal, Evie, Carlos and Uriana had stared in awe, laughing to themselves from the wand's right as Jay slowly crept closer to wand on its left.

"Jay!" Uriana called out.

He shrugged in self-defense, with another one of his winks. "What!?"

"Let me spell it first! Just in case something goes wrong!" Uriana explained.

Mal arched her eyebrows, turning to Uriana. "Wow, you're a fast learner! You've already got a spell ready and everything! Since when did you have the time to get all of this together on your own?"

"Doesn't hurt to come prepared." Uriana replied, smiling at Mal's snark.

Mal finally dropped her smile, her lips now wearing a scowl like the rest of her face. "Doesn't hurt to fill the rest of us in either, breaking off on your own to find the wand by yourself! Were you ever going to tell us about this spell of yours?! Sounds like you're hiding things from us, Octowuss!"

Uriana scoffed. "Look here, Purple-Pixie–"

"Witch!"

"Fairy!"

Jay grinned at the sight of Mal and Uriana arguing. He continued to climb under the surrounding railing and slowly approached the wand, while Carlos and Evie watched the two banter.

But Mal caught him moving in her peripheral vision and stopped herself. "Jay, don't!" Mal warned sternly.

Jay winked and continued to reach for the wand, despite Mal and Uriana joining forces and calling after him to stop. Carlos and Evie could barely watch, almost shaking in their experienced (and successful) thief such as Jay knew he had this in the bag. All he had to do now was...

EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE!

Jay screwed it up. The light wasn't a light at all. In fact, it was a force field that pushed Jay back on the ground the minute his fingers came in contact with it. The ear-splitting siren had went off in Carlos and the girls' ears nearly a second later, causing all four to wince in pain as Jay struggled to get up.

"A force field and a siren?" Carlos asked loudly.

"That's just a little excessive..." Jay replied.

Uriana's eyes widened immediately and turned to Mal. "The security guard downstairs! Do you think your spell was strong enough keep him asleep through this?"

"How am I supposed to know?! Let's GO!" Mal replied.

Mal and Uriana were the first ones out, following behind closely was Carlos, Evie, then Jay. The five quietly jogged, taking another flight of stairs down in hopes that they didn't come across the security guard from earlier.

One floor down, two more to go.

Everything seemed to go off with a hitch as the five dodged and weaved through the doorways and exits to another flight of stairs. Evie was constantly hushing the group, though the only sound anyone of the five made were pants and their footsteps against the tile ground.

Last floor.

Uriana couldn't help but to sigh in relief as they all turned right into the monitors and the spinning wheel that that Jay and Carlos had ridiculed earlier. No security guard in sight, which meant he probably went upstairs to check things out.

Mal, Evie, and Jay all ran out of the museum through the wooden double doors Uriana had spelled opened. Uriana would have too, had it not been for Carlos who immediately stopped at the phone and picked up, grabbing Uriana hostage by the wrist to wait with him.

"Hello?" Carlos said into the phone.

"Carlos!" Uriana quietly hissed under her gritted teeth, trying to pull herself away. His grip seemed as strong as the sea rock's with the trident, especially for a boy Carlos' size.

"Uh, uh, just give me one second. One second." Carlos said directly to Uriana. It must have been the alarm system company. She sighed as he released her, looking back down the hallway as his lookout.

Carlos looked down at the keypad and a clipboard on the counter he was leaning against as he got comfortable. He pushed a few buttons together and the alarm died out instantly. "Uh, yeah, yeah. No, false alarm."

Uriana whimpered, however, at the sound of more echoing footsteps, pushing Carlos' shoulder aggressively while his smug grin couldn't have grown any wider, looking down at the clipboard again. The security guard was on his way. "It was a malfunction in the, uh, L-M-7-1-4 chip in the breadboard circuit. Aha, yeah, okay. Say hi to the missus."

"Are you kidding me?!" Uriana whispered-yelled.

"You too! Bye!" Carlos said, finally hanging up the phone.

"Guys!" Mal yelled outside.

Uriana grabbed Carlos' wrist that time around, dragging him through the exit with her. "Come on!"

"You're welcome!" Carlos said, feeling unappreciated.

The five finally took off in a sprint out of the museum once Carlos shut the doors. Uriana forced herself to turn around and flipped open her spell book. Mal had stopped as well, and suddenly all of the five were only a few feet away from the staircase leading to the side entrance of the museum.

"What are you doing?" Mal asked.

"Looking for another spell!" Uriana answered.

"Why, Witch? Let's just get ou–"

"You don't think the security guard's gonna look at those cameras? Or call the alarm system company? The night the five villains arrive in Auradon, and suddenly the museum's first break-in? We'll either be sleeping with the fishes or sent back in heartbeat before they find any actual proof!" Uriana interrupted.

All of the citizens were immediately going to put the blame on those five, the coincidence was just too strong. If any of the citizens were like Audrey, they'd find any excuse they could get those five out of Auradon and back where they belong.

To the Isle of the Lost...

"She's got a point, there." Carlos nodded.

Mal looked over at Jay and Evie, who both shrugged, then back at Uriana. Uriana slammed her spell book shut, shoving it under her arm to hold. She'd have to make another spell on the fly again, this time with Mal's help.

"So are you gonna help or not, Fairy?"

"Fine! Whatever! Let's make it quick!"

Mal joined over to Uriana, grabbing her left hand tightly. Uriana's entire body begun to grow goosebumps, the magical energy radiating off of Mal had coursed through her veins along with Uriana's into Mal's, she could tell by the sigh that Mal had let out. The tingly sensation had returned times a thousand. The two closed their eyes and concentrated. Intention, it was all about intention. Not a single molecule off of Evie's lush hair was to be found in that museum or it meant toast for the five of them.

"Power of Fae and Sea Witch combined..." Uriana begun.

"With magic strange to humankind..." Mal continued

"Take this museum, every inch of this place..."

"And erase our five's presence, every last trace..." Mal finished.

Mal and Uriana faced their palms to the museum instinctively. Their eyes had opened to watch Mal's green and Uriana's dark gray, smoky, signature magical energy slowly escape their hands and wrap themselves around the entire museum, overlapping each others. Soon the entire museum had looked as if a dark gray and green tornado was tightly gripped onto the building. Jay, Evie, and Carlos' jaw had all dropped simultaneously, watching from the front row. Mal and Uriana continued to stare as the energy begun to die down and push itself inside the museum, slowly disappearing into nothing.

Mal and Uriana had let go, and took a short breather, looking back up at the entire museum.

"Did it work?" Uriana asked.

"Let's hope so." Mal shrugged.

Mal took off in a sprint again, and just like that, the other four were on her trail again. She turned to her right, as Jay managed to catch up with her. She groaned. "Way to go, Jay! Now we have to go to school tomorrow!"

Uriana couldn't sleep, today had been a long, stressful day. Her morning started off with a close encounter of death thanks to Morley, and somehow ended with a failed attempt to steal both the trident and the wand from the Museum of Cultural History in the United States of Auradon, accompanied with Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos. Her necklace that her mother gave her was still missing, Uma was still stuck back home, and to top things off, she was attending a school for the goody-goodies, including Ariel's twins, Aria and Lyric...so long as Fairy Godmother could find her a roommate.

She needed this more than anything right now, despite the fact that it was almost thirty past midnight when the five had sneaked back inside Auradon Prep. The entire school was sleeping soundly, no one seemed to notice that the five were even gone.

The hallways were silent, as Uriana strutted through with a new pair of royal blue sandals, courtesy to Auradon Prep. It came with the soft, pearly white bathrobe that Uriana decided to cover herself with, a white loofah, with body wash and shampoo to replace

She walked inside the shower room and nodded. Each individual shower head was boarded with fake wood stalls and doors for privacy if needed. Unlike most of the school that Uriana had already seen, the walls were tiled white and the floors beige and brown. Every last inch of the shower room was sparkly clean.

Uriana went for the closest shower on her left, not bothering to close the stall door behind her. She placed the shampoo and body wash on the empty rack hanging over the shower head before she placed her hand on the nozzle. She slightly smiled in anticipation, almost as if she were staring at the trident or the wand again, Uriana never had a warm shower before. When hot water was limited on the Isle, and your mother owned a restaurant, warm showers might as well had been a myth.

She turned the nozzle to the left as hard as she could and instantly regretted it as jumped back once the steaming hot water shot out. Uriana carefully curved her right arm under the shower head to turn the nozzle to the right a few times without getting wet or burnt. Her right hand slowly crept under the water. She hummed as she rubbed her fingers together, the water was just right, and a tingly sensation had begun to ring throughout her hand.

The water was perfect.

Uriana tested it again, as she stuck her right bare leg out of the bath robe and let the water trickle down quickly. She begun humming again, rubbing the back of her leg as it begun to tingle as well. Both of her legs had, as she watched her leg glow under the shower head.

The tingly sensation suddenly amped to a million, as if both of her legs were beginning to fall asleep while both of her legs were glowing. Literally glowing. Uriana gasped at the bright, white light shining from her lower half.

Something was wrong. Something was very wrong...

"Someone could be hurt!"

"Are you insane?!" Audrey asked Estella. "You have no idea what caused that scream or why!"

A few minutes ago, a few of the girls nearby had suddenly awakened to a high-pitched, seemingly shocked, distressed scream that had came out of the girls' shower room on their floor. Many of the girls decided to force themselves back to sleep, scared to even get out of bed. And Audrey would have done the same thing had it not been for a scared Jane knocking on everyone's doors.

"You don't think someone might need our help?" Estella asked.

"That's what Jane and Lonnie went to get Fairy Godmother for!" Audrey reminded.

Audrey's roommate, Lonnie, agreed without a second thought once Jane knocked on their door. However, Audrey didn't want to be left alone.

And as always, Audrey got what she wanted.

"It could be too late by then..." Aria trailed off with a yawn. Audrey whimpered, shaking her head rapidly as she squeezed her soft, pale pink, fluffy pillow while Estella nodded.

Audrey flinched and squeezed her pillow tighter to her torso at the sudden knock at the door. Aria had flinched as well, her eyes wide open, while Estella's smiled had brightened up. "And besides, it's not like we're going empty-handed"

Estella wasn't surprised at the fact that she found Anxelin at the door. The long, blonde, wavy haired princess had agreed to meet the trio back at Audrey's room when Jane had recruited Estella, Aria, Anxelin and then Lonnie.

No, the reason Estella had sent a questioning glare at her roommate's way was because of the weapons of choice she had chose to bring back with her for all of the four girls to wield.

Four, black, clean, medium-sized frying pans from the Home-Ec classroom.

Aria yawned again, her eyes feeling heavy as she blinked repeatedly. "Frying pans? Maybe I am dreaming..."

"If you're planning on cooking, then yeah, you're definitely not empty-handed!" Audrey said, rolling her eyes.

"Anxelin! When I said grab weapons, I was thinking more along the lines of tourney sticks or baseball bats. Not frying pans!"

Anxelin frowned, while twirling the frying pans like flags. "I have you know, these pack more of a punch than you'd ever know! My mom said so herself!"

"I guess something's better than nothing." Estella sighed.

Anxelin's smile returned. "So are we ready?"

"Let's do this!"

"Better to know than to wonder..." Aria barely let out with another yawn.

Audrey gasped as Anxelin offered to hand her a frying pan as well. She lightly pushed the cooking instrument away from her, shaking her head no. "No, I'm not going! It may not be safe out there for us!"

Estella approached Anxelin and Audrey, chuckling as she twirled the frying pan herself. "You're right! Aria, Anxelin, and I will go check things out while you wait here. If we're not back, you can find Fairy Godmother and the others. Okay?"

Anxelin and Aria nodded in agreement alongside Estella. After Anxelin laid the frying pan on the bed, all three of the girls had waved goodbye to a shivering Audrey as they slowly headed to the door. Audrey gasped again as Estella turned the doorknob, walking out of the dorm room, hiding her sly smile.

Anxelin turned around and walked backwards, waving goodbye with the frying pan in her hand one last time before she headed out door. Aria's feet dragged, as she sluggishly pushed forward through the door too.

Now, Audrey was all alone.

She didn't want to be alone.

"Wait!" Audrey yelled, pushing herself up out of her bed. She grabbed the frying pan and ran in a panic to catch up with the others

"Oh my! Oh my! Oh my!" Evie repeated quietly to herself.

"Stop staring and help me!" Uriana whispered-yelled, lying on the wet floor.

Evie listened, as she took her attention to the floor, twiddling her fingers while Mal searched through her spell book for an answer. Luckily for Uriana, Mal and Evie had a feeling that Uriana needed help the minute she screamed out and came to the rescue as quick as they could.

"Find anything?" Uriana asked.

"Do you think this is in my mother's repertoire?" Mal asked, gesturing down at Uriana.

"I thought your mother was the most powerful, magical, being in the entire world." Uriana mocked with in a tone of voice that almost resembled Audrey's. She turned to the dark blue haired girl, standing idly. "E, why don't you ask your mirror?"

"I left it in the dorm! Sorry!"

"Why don't you try your spell book, Octowuss?"

"Who takes their spell book with them to shower?"

"Who leaves their spell book behind for anyone to steal it?" Mal asked.

"No one steals in Auradon!" Uriana snapped back loudly.

"We certainly don't." Evie muttered.

Uriana sighed, and rested her head on her fist. "How about one of you two go back to my room and get it? Maybe my mom's got a spell for this or something."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I'll go." Evie nodded.

"They'll ship you off to the Isle so fast if anyone else saw you like–"

TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Mal was interrupted by a loud, crashing noise that seemed to have come from by the doorway. Mal and Evie turned to Uriana, who shooed the girls away with her hands.

Mal and Evie power-walked to the doorway to check things out while Uriana closed the stall door behind them. Slowly but surely, the two stuck their heads out and turned to the right to find nothing out there. But the second they turned their blue and purple heads to the left, Mal and Evie jumped and gasped along with the other four girls they spotted in the hallway.

Once all of the girls calmed down, Estella sighed in relief and Aria yawned as she picked up her frying pan from the floor. Anxelin waved nervously to Mal and Evie, and they returned the favor while Audrey simply glared and snorted.

Of course they were involved...

Mal and Evie walked out of the doorway and faced the four girls, with forced, teethy, somewhat believable smiles. Mal made sure to hide her spell book behind her back, holding her hands behind her before any of the other girls could see.

"Hey guys!" Evie greeted.

"What's up?" Mal asked.

"You tell us! We heard someone screaming in there!" Audrey answered, in an accusing tone.

"Is everything all right?" Estella asked.

Mal nodded, a bit too quickly. "Oh, uh, yeah. Uriana just had a little accident in the shower, that's all. But she'll be fine! She's got us!"

Mal threw one of her arms over Evie's shoulder and the two chuckled together. "Nothing to worry about here, ladies. We've got it under control." Evie attempted to reassure.

"If she's hurt, she could need help..." Anxelin said, worried.

"Villain kid or not, we want to make sure she's okay!" Estella added.

"If you're telling us the truth!" Audrey chimed in.

Mal and Evie stood their ground, backing up and blocking the doorway as the four girls tried to enter the shower room.

"No! She doesn't want anyone to see her, she's embarrassed!" Mal said.

"She only feels comfortable with us!" Evie said as well.

"Well, if you guys think you've got it under control–" Aria said, sleepily, another yawn escaping her lungs.

"No way! You're hiding something!" Audrey said, pointing her frying pan at the two VKs.

"We just want to help her too." Estella said.

But Mal shook her head no. "Trust us, you do not want to see her like this."

"Trust you? As if!" Audrey scoffed.

Audrey pushed between Mal and Evie and managed to struggle her way inside of the shower room. Mal and Evie took off after her, and Estella, Aria, and Anxelin followed. The four girls looked around the shower room and in between the stalls to find Uriana while Mal and Evie tried to pull the girls out by their wrists, insisting that they'd leave. But the other girls wouldn't budge, not even Aria.

Audrey spotted the stall closest to the doorway and managed to release herself from Mal's grip.

"No!" Mal called out.

Audrey hurried to the stall and opened the stall without hesitation.

She immediately regretted doing so as she dropped her frying pan, her eyes popping out of her eye socket as she spotted Uriana laying on the ground. Her right index finger was shaking unsteadily as she pointed down at the girl, while her left hand covered her jaw dropped mouth.

Mal approached the stall next after she let go of Anxelin and cringed alongside Uriana. She shrugged, turning to the others, beckoning them to join her. "Think you guys can help with this?"

Uriana saw Evie next, standing behind Mal as she looked down at Uriana, cringing as well. Estella and Anxelin walked over, standing by Audrey, and gasped the second they caught a glance of what was wrong with Uriana. Their frying pans dropped soon after.

"Fairy Godmother will, uh, be on her way." Estella told Uriana.

"It can't be that bad." Aria told herself. She walked to the others slowly and looked inside the stall once she got passed Estella. She gasped as well, dropping her frying pan a second time. Her eyes no longer felt heavy, wide open as she spotted Uriana lying on the ground. Uriana waved nervously in an attempt to lighten the mood. No use. Aria's entire body was shaking, her jaw slacked, and her mind wide awake. Never in a million years would Aria thought she'd ever see something like this up close and personal.

"Excuse me, little ones!"

Mal, Evie, Estella, Audrey, Aria, and Anxelin all turned to find Fairy Godmother, Jane, and Lonnie walking into the shower room. Everyone else had moved out of the way for the three to get a look for themselves. Like the others, Fairy Godmother and Lonnie gasped while Jane stood their in silence, trying her best not to scream her lungs out.

"Bippity-boppity!" Fairy Godmother exclaimed.

"Hey, guys!" Uriana finally spoke. Gripping on to her bath robe nervously as all of the girls returned and continued to stare, Uriana looked down her bathrobe where her legs were supposed to be.

Instead, eight purple, slimely, soft, velvety tentacles had taken the place of Uriana's legs.

Author's Note: Man, I've been wanting to publish this chapter since I got the story started! Let me know what you guys think! I hope you enjoyed! Don't be shy! And I just want to say to everyone who's following (and added this as a favorite), thank you guys again so much! I really appreciate it, you guys are awesome! :)