It was noon in Auradon and the blue-haired princess had just finished her last appointment for the morning. With a booming fashion business and a loving fiance, Evie felt as though she had everything she could ever want.

Evie cleaned up, singing softly to herself as she did so. The shop bell rang as someone entered the door. Evie grinned and turned to face the customer.

"Hey, welcome to Evie's-." She cut herself off, "Oh, Mal. Hey, what's wrong?"

Tear stains were streaked down her face and her eyes were red and puffy. The purple-haired queen flung herself into her best friends arms.

"I've messed up." She sobbed, clinging onto her sister as though she was her life line. "I've messed up so bad."

Evie held her friend close while she sobbed. "Hey, hey. It's going to be okay." She let go of her friend for a few seconds while she turned her sign from 'Open' to 'Closed'. She then turned back to Mal and took her hands.

"What's wrong, M? What's happened?"

"Oh, E. I-I-I'm-" she let out a loud sob, tears pouring out of her eyes like a water fall. Evie gently took her to the back room, where they sat on the poofs that were sitting around the fitting area. Evie took Mal into her arms and let her cry for a while.

"Hey, hey. It's going to be okay. Did you have a fight with Ben?" she asked, when the sobs died down.

Mal shook her head, sniffling.

"No, no. I just..." she sniffed again, "I've just messed up. And Ben's going to hate me when he finds out."

"Ben hate you? That I find hard to believe. What's the matter, Mal? What could you have possibly done wrong?"

"Oh, Evie. I'm pregnant!" the purple faerie cried.

Evie gasped. "Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to be an auntie!" She hugged Mal, tight. "Oh Mal, this is amazing!"

Mal pulled back and stared at her friend. "How is this amazing, E? I've been married for three months! We're not ready to have kids! Ben said so himself. He's going to hate me so much."

"Why would he hate you?" Evie asked, taking her friend's hand. "Last time I checked, it takes two to make a baby."

"But I'm supposed to be on birth control." Mal explained. "It's my fault."

Evie gave her friend a sympathetic look. "Have you ever stopped taking it?"

Mal shook her head. "No. Of course not. I was careful. And now I'm pregnant. E, I'm so confused and so, so scared."

Evie hugged Mal again. "Mal, sometimes birth control doesn't work. It's unlikely, but it does happen sometimes, and I'm guessing it didn't work because medicine doesn't have the same effect on you. Normally, mortal medicine doesn't work at all on faeries but you're a half faerie. It works sometimes, especially if the medicine is meant to help with the healing process, but sometimes your body rejects it and it doesn't work."

Mal snuggled her head into Evie's shoulder. "Do you really think that's why?"

"Pretty sure. It would make sense."

Mal sighed. "I guess. But he'll still hate me."

"Why? M, this isn't your fault."

"He isn't ready for kids, E!" Mal pulled away and began pacing the room. "He probably doesn't even want them at all. I mean, look what his kids would have for a mother!"

"M, don't be silly." Evie stood up and watched her sister pace the room. "Of course he wants kids. And you'll be a fantastic mother. And I swear, if you try to bring up the 'I was raised by the most of evil of them all' argument, I will personally kick your behind to Isle."

"But it's true, Evie! I'll be a crap mother because Mum is the only mother I have ever known!"

"Exactly." Evie said, throwing her hands in the air, frustrated. "You'll know how not to be a mother."
"I, I. Ugh! I hate it when you're right." Mal sat down, defeated.

Evie raised her eyebrow at her. "Okay, who are you and what have you done with Mal?"

Mal laughed. "Oh I don't even know any more, E. I was so worked up that I guess I forgot that I have you and Jay and Carlos to set me straight."

"Are you ill?" Evie asked, still confused from the sudden lack of argument.

Mal glared at Evie. "E, I'm being serious. I guess I was worked up over nothing."

Evie smiled. "Oh, M. It's not nothing. You had the right to be a little worked up, but you just were over thinking everything."

Mal thought about that. "Ugh, I don't know why I'm so scared to tell Ben. What if he is mad at me? He did say he wanted to wait."

Evie sat down next to her. "I know Ben, and he will be thrilled with the news. Yes, it's going to be scary and yes, it's going to be difficult but Mal, you have me and the boys and Ben all to help you through. Not to mention, you guys have nine months to prepare for it."

Sighing, Mal nodded. "I guess you're right. Again. But-"

Evie put a finger over Mal's lips. "I could argue about this with you till the pixies come home but I have work to do and so do you. Ben needs to know and trust me. He's going to be so happy."

Mal nodded. "Can you..." she paused for a second. "Can you come with me to tell him?"

Evie placed a hand over her best friend's. "As much as I'd love to, I think it's important that you do this on your own. Okay?"

With a sigh, Mal nodded. "Fine."

"Now. You have given me a new idea for my fashion business. A line of baby clothes! And we need to discuss outfits for the baby shower, and the public announcement and," Evie gasped with excitement. "I could start a line of maternity clothes. So you can wear things that fit while your pregnant and still look fabulous!"

Mal laughed as her friend dragged her around the shop, looking at different materials.

"As much fun as that sounds, Evie, I need to tell Ben. I should probably go."

Evie stopped her, "Let me clean you up first."

So ten minutes later, Mal stepped out of Evie's 4 Hearts, her face now clean of any evidence that she'd been crying and a bit of make-up applied.

Evie gave her a ride back to Castle Beast, claiming that she didn't have any appointments until two so she could easily get back in time.

After a quick goodbye to her friend, Mal took a deep breath and walked into the castle. She smiled at all the servants she passed and eventually made it to her room. She grabbed the doorknob and turned it slowly, before entering the room. Ben was sitting on the bed, his head in his hands.

"Hey." She said softly. Ben looked up, obviously relieved.

"Thank goodness you're okay." he said, standing up. "When you weren't here when I got back for my lunch break, I was beginning to get worried. I know you haven't been feeling well so I came to check on you and-"

"Ben, I need to talk to you." Mal cut him off.

Ben frowned slightly and gestured for her to go on. Mal grabbed his hand and sat him down on the bed.

"Mal, is everything okay?" Ben asked, concerned and a little confused by his wife's behaviour.

"That depends what your point of view is." Mal replied, looking him in the eye.

"What do you mean?" Ben was really worried now.

"Ben. I'm pregnant."

It took Ben a few seconds to register what she said. He just stared at her blankly.

"Ben? Ben, please say something!" Mal pleaded.

"Pregnant? I'm going to be a father?" he asked, his voice full of shock.

Mal nodded. "Are you not happy? Oh no, you're mad aren't you? I knew this would happen." she turned her head away from him.

Ben laughed. "Mad? Of course I'm not mad. Mal, I'm over the moon! I'm going to be a father!" He stood up, taking Mal in his arms and swung her around, laughing with delight. Mal let out a shriek of laughter. "We're going to be parents!"

Ben put Mal down and kissed her, long and hard. When they parted, Mal smiled at him. "I guess you're happy then?"

"I'm more than happy. Are you?" Ben asked, a little concerned that Mal may not be as excited as he was.

Mal nodded, tears of joy springing to her eyes. "Now that I know you are, yes. I am really happy."

Ben kissed her again before crouching down and kissing her stomach. "Hey little one." he said, looking lovingly at Mal's flat stomach. "I'm your daddy. And I'm going to be the best daddy I can be, okay?"

Mal smiled at her husband. "You're going to be a great daddy."

Ben stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist. "And you're going to be the best mummy this world has ever seen."

He caught her lips with his. When they broke apart, Ben rested his forehead on hers. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"And I love our baby as well." Ben added, placing his hand on her stomach.

"Me too." Mal agreed, before wrapping her arms around him.

They stood there for a while, just holding each other and dreaming of the future they'll have together with their child.

Whoo! Another update and so soon after the last. I am proud of me.

Okay, that's enough tooting my own horn for now. Thank you so much to hopeconquers for suggesting that I do an AU with Mal telling Evie first. I'm not sure if you wanted the Ben scene at the end or not but I can never resist writing a bit of Bal.

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Amateurwriterintraining: I completely agree, I love oneshots for that reason. And don't worry. There is plenty of Bal on the way.

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