Hi, so I'm not accepting any more requests, because I want to get through the ones I already have, I'm planning to update once or twice everyday for the next week. So I am going to be doing a Victorious story, but I am vowing to myself to not start anything new until I finish off these prompts. The next 8 prompts will be from PinkSakura271 (Thank you for suggesting so many ) and then I will move on to Ember411's, and finally Kingson24601. Prompt: Sophia, age 4 shows signs of magic, causing Mal to freak out.

One second Mal was just tickling Sophia on her cubby little tummy, and the next Mal was standing on the room, wondering what on earth had happened, but at the same time, knowing exactly what had happened.

She didn't know how it was possible for her to feel so scared and so proud at the same time.

As the little princess lay sprawled out on the bed, her green eyes, identical to her mother's, lit up with a quality that could only be describes as magical.

Her first instinct was to call Ben. But all she could do was stand there, staring as her daughter giggled with that quality that only children possess.

Ben knew something was wrong as soon as one of the two voices that were giggling together suddenly cut off, leaving only one. Quickly entering the room, he looked over to see his wife, eyes wide with terror and his daughter, lying on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Ben asked, while crossing the room to hold her hands in both of his, encasing them in his warmness.

"I-I don't know, I- she," Mal tried to get the words out, not wanting to believe the words. But saying them would make them real.

Ben held her as she tried to get herself together, kissing her temple.

"She has magic, Ben" Mal said quiet, " I was lying on the bed, and then I was on the other side of the room,"

Ben's mouth formed a perfect 'o', but he didn't understand why she was worried.

"But we knew that she might have magic, its in your blood," He reminded her as if she didn't already know.

"I know," Mal glared, "but I just, I don't know, I wanted her to have a shot at being normal," She admitted, reminded of those days where she was excluded, because of her magic, because the other children's parents warned their kids not to play with her.

"Look Mal, I get it," Ben reassured, "But we can't change who she is,"

Mal knew that they couldn't change her, but part of her was hesitant to embrace it.

"Dada!" Sophia shrieked, realizing that her father had entered the room.

"Soph'" He kissed her head, blowing some air into her blond curls.

Mal smiled weakly, knowing that this meant that Sophia was growing up, that this was something that she should embrace and teach her daughter how to control and love. As, Sophia reached over for her, it was clear that this was meant to be.

Short! I know! I might just finish the prompts and then just leave this fanfic alone for a while, because I am not as obsessed with Descendants as I was when I first started writing for it.

~Booksaremybaes