"Are you hungry?" Carlos asked as they entered the kitchen. "I'm making dinner."
"Wow," Mal turned around looked at the extremely clean house and there were a lot of cleaning supplies still out. "Is Cruella on a cleaning spree?"
"No, I was cleaning," Carlos stretched feeling tired before he looked at her. "There's snacks if you want some."
"Caros… did you clean this whole house?" Mal looked and peeked into corners seeing that everything was either newly cleaned or getting ready to be cleaned. "Did she make you do this?"
"I'm cleaning to earn my keep," Carlos spoke softly before going to the stove stirring the soup before tasting it. "Mm, it's really good! Want to try?"
"No, I'm good," Mal scowled. She was upset that Cruella would force him to work! Guess she wasn't so different from the one in their world. "Carlos, you shouldn't be-"
"WHAT," Came a loud scary voice as Maleficent suddenly appeared causing them both to go wide eyes as the woman walked closer to Mal. "Are you doing here, Mal?"
"I… Uh, I was,"
"What in the world is going on here?" Cruella looked around. "Did the maids come early? Their not due to work until Thursday,"
"You're forcing Carlos to clean this place!" Mal yelled angrily pointing at her. "You're just as bad as our Cruella!"
"Mal, control you're daughter," Cruella seethed walking closer. "Because to compare even me to that woman is almost a death sentence,"
"It gets confusing when you say her name," Maleficent noted thoughtfully. "Consider it's what my friends call me. Come along, Mal, we have much to discuss."
"We can't leave him here!"
"Oh, trust me, even I wouldn't mess with her son unless I truly wanted death. "She smiled wicked at Cruella who smiled back. "See you at the next meeting."
In a puff of smoke the two were gone. Cruella stopped smiled before looking at Carlos who seemed nervous. His eyes held worry. Stepping close she frowned when he bowed his head down looking at the floor.
"Carlos… the maids didn't come did they?"
"No…"
"I told you, darling you don't have to worry about anything," Cruella pulled him close holding him tightly as he ran a hand through his head, resting the side of her face on his head. "She forced you didn't she?"
It took a long pause but Carlos nodded as he shook a bit before whispering. "I just want to earn my keep,"
"Darling you don't have to earn it," Cruella pulled him back to look him in the face. "I want you to go upstairs, build you're wonderful contraptions, bring them to life and have fun doing so, okay? That is the best way to show me you like being here with me… just do what you love, alright?"
"...Alright," Carlos let out a small smile and sighed happily when she kissed his forehead. "I'll be upstairs,"
"Wonderful, I'll finish up here," Cruella watched him go before looking at the food cooking. "Bugger I don't know how to do this… well, can't be too hard,"
Ten minutes later Carlos came back down to tell his mom that he was cooking a cake as well when eh saw her using a fire extinguisher .
"Bloody stove! How dare you set yourself on fire?!"
Covering his mouth Carlos tried hard not to bursting out laughing.
Regina heard that Maleficent and Cruella had to deal with their kids so she ended up talking to the remaining three people at her home. They had a short, maybe three minute discussion on what to do with the kids because it was decided they would take their other realm children with them to their respective homes.
That was when Regina got a call from Jafar saying Evie was at his house and he caught the two trying to sneak out.
"Great, another one that sneaks out," She looked at Henry who smiled at her. "You two are lucky your cute."
Laughing Henry pick up his new book opening it as his mom vanished. "Evie is so in trouble."
"I don't know how I feel about this," Uma frowned as she sat naked in a tub filled with fresh seawater and what she assumed was sea-foam. Her braids had been undone casing her hair to fall in waves of teal as they were half way into the water. The reason she had her braids so tight was to hide the smell of the shrimp in her hair. "And what are you doing anyways?"
"I'm a seas witch," Ursula's spoke from where she was adding this and that into a cult round before smiling over at her. "We're getting that smell out. How long was your Mother going to stand for your hair smelling like that?"
"My mother don't care," Uma leaned back against the tub sighing. "What in this water? It feels so good."
"Just the sea," Ursula looked at her. "You are of the Merfolk. Royal even. Haven't you've ever been in water before?"
"Just the Isle water. That murky garbaged will weast," She scowled. "I hate boiling it, waiting and then dirnking it...Is this fresh seawater?"
"Yes,"
"Real fresh water?"
"Yes, I brought it from home," Ursula watched her for a second wondering what the hell kind of life she lived before turning back to adding some more stuff into potino she was making. "I contacted my Father, Poseidon and told him I'd be away for a while. He seemed a bit upset, but I told him about you,"
"Me? Why?" Uma sat up looked worried. "What's he want?"
"Just to know if we need anything," Ursula summoned some magic into the bowl with a smirk. "Perfect. Now let's get that out of your hair."
"I've already tried everything," Uma looked at the glowing dark purple and pink stuff before making a face. "What is that?"
"Just some hair shampoo," Ursula tiled Uma's head back. "Closing your eyes so the magic can do it's thing."
Closing them tight she felt the potions wash over her hair. It smelled really wonderful, was light and suddenly warm water was being poured over her head. Keeping her eyes shut as tight as possible she jumped a bit feeling the world's version of her mom starts to wash her hair.
There had never been a time in her life when she remembered someone washing her hair. IN fact it took Uma forever to learn how to braid it herself. Countless hours spent trying and failing before forcing Harry and Gil to help her find someone to forcibly teach her.
"Alright, that should do." Ursula grabbed a large pitch of water mumbled a spell into it before gently pouring it over Uma's hair. "There! Now you won't have that shrimpy smell."
"My name's not Shrimpy!"
"I didn't call you that," Ursula waned. Setting the pitching down she summoned up a towel. "Here, I'm going to grab you something to eat while you dry up."
After she left Uma grabbed some of her hair pulling it up to her nose giving it a little sniff. Nothing. Sniffing it again Uma moved back shocked. Smelling her hair again she almost relaxed too much because she fell back into the water.
Still in shock that the smell was gone Uma got out of the tub putting the rode on before walking out the mirror seeing her hair in a waves of teal. She had forgotten what it was like to have her hair down and not alway sin braids. Heck, she forgot that other smells didn't have the lingering smell of rotting shrimp.
"Alright, I got us something," Ursula held up a large bowl of food. "I hope you like it. I summed up from that little shack of a place called Granny's. Eat up."
Taking it Uma looked at her unsure. This version of her mother was beautiful. She stood with grace, royalt was what she said? Also her hair was up with a sea green crown, her dress matching as much with the rare jews of the sea on it including some starfishes.
"Thanks...I uh," Uma bit her lip. "You don't have to do this… I can take care of myself."
"I can't send a child off on her own," Ursula summoned a brush. "Especially not if that child is practically my own. COme on, I'll comb your hair so you can sleep after you eat."
"...I just turned sixteen… I'll be fine,"
Urusla stared at her before getting close putting her hand on Uma's head messuring her before forwning as the top of Uma's head barely made it to mid chest.
"You're koking. Was your motehr short?"
"No."
"Your father?"
"Have no idea who it is,"
"What the hell did she feed you?" Urual was now circling the girl trying to figure out how come she was so small. "Didn't they feed you?"
"We got whatever came on the bridge." Uma took a bit of the food almost crying out. "Oh seahorses, this is so good!"
"...I'll be right back, I need to talk to Regina," Ursula watched as Mua had completely forgotten she was there in favor of the food in the bowl. "Not that you will notice,"
"Alright, Gil, you can sleep in my bed tonight," Gaston said as they entered the small apartment. "It's a small one bedroom, but it's home. Let me show you where the bathroom is so you can clean up. I'll get you some clothes… they won't fight you but it'll do until I can get you something,"
"I can sleep on the floor," Gil spoke looking around. "I don't need a bed,"
"Nonsense," Gaston frowned looking over the boy when there was a knock at the door. "Go on, in you get. Use anything you need to get clean, dirty clothes go in the wash basket. I'll bring you clothe sin a minute."
"Um… can I use the hot water?"
"...Of course," Gaston put his hand on the boy's back. "Go on now,"
Nodding Gil went into the shower as Gaston walked toward the door. Opening it he saw a few friends he had siad he'd go out with that night. Telling them he had to take a rain check they shared a few laughed before they left.
Going to his room Gaston took out a some sweat pants that were too small for him. Belle had been trying to be helpful but got him sizes to small. He had forgotten her hand them. Well, this was going to be useful then. The dark gray shorts, some boxers and a light gray (what was with all the gray?) shirt would be good for now.
How did she ever think he'd fit in them?
Going to the bathroom door he knocked. "I have your clothes ready. I'll leave them right inside the door."
"Thank you,"
Nodding Gaston walked into the kitchen opening the fridge taking out a cold beer. Alright, so far the night had gone with a bit of fun after work, finding out he had a… sort son, a rescue mission, saving the kid again, and now he was going to house Gil for the week.
That took an interesting turn. Sighing he looked around. Too much on his plate right now to cook or warm something up. Picking up his phone he dialed a pizza delivery place, ordered two pizzas, wings, some soda, bread sticks and sure, why not try their cookies, it was fine.
Gaston was sitting on the couch watching some show when he noticed Gil just standing in the hall looking at him like it was dangerous to be seen if he made a move. Sitting up Gaston noted how Gil took two small steps back.
"You act like I'm going to hurt you," Gaston waved him over with a grin. "Come on, let's watch something. I ordered some pizza and wings."
"What's… pizza?" Gil walked over cautiously sitting as on the floor instead of the sofa. "And wings?"
"They didn't have that in your world?"
"I don't know," Gil looked up in thought. "We might…. Well maybe in Auradon."
"Hm, well here we're having some," Gaston looked over the boy. He was clean now. All the dirt that was washed away left him looking less like a homeless child but an actual child. The blonde hair had gotten lighters making him wonder when the last time was when he had washed out his hair. It was also soaking wet. Grabbing a towel that had been left in a clean pile of laundry he hadn't put away he pushed Gil over to start trying the hair. "Can I ask why you want to sit on the floor?"
"My dad doesn't let me on the couches back home,"
"Why?"
"I'm not as strong as my brothers… and he doesn't like that."
"There are more of you?"
"Yeah, three of us." Gil paused. "Their twins. Their both named Gaston."
"...That's is not only beyond strange it's also narcissistic," Gaston was discussed. "Wait, why is you're name not Gaston as well?"
"...I'm not…" Gil burned feeling a twist in his stomach. "...I'm not worthy of his name."
A knock was heard but Gaston squeezed Gil's shoulder gently. "Don't listen to him. He's clearly insane."
Looking Up GIl watched as this version of his father walked out the door opening it. He gave some kind of odd guy money before the man gave him too boxes. Curiosity at the new smells filling the room Gil as soon standing next to him being handed two large bottles of something along with a small box.
"Alright," Gaston laid the food down on the coffee table. Opening the pizza boxes aston crossed his large arms looking at Gil who looked amazed. "Dig in and eat as much as you want."
"...Really?" Gil looked like he was going to die right there before he took a slice of pizza sniffing it before taking abit. That bite was all he needed to take three big chomps looking at Gaston as if the boy had never in his life had good food. "Mm! Mm? Mm!"
"...Like it?"
Nodded Gil chewed as fast as he could swallowing before jumping in a deep breath. "This is amazing! I never had food like this before!"
Handing the kid over a glass of soda. "Here, try this,"
Taking a sip GIl gasped. "It tickles my throat! It's cold and it's, it's, it's I don't know but it's really good!"
"Glad you like it," Gaston could eat much after a slice. He just watched as Gil downed his food like it was his first and last meal. Putting his hand on the kids back when he choked a little he rubbed it. "It's alright, kid, eat as much as you like, we'll have more food in the morning,"
"You look like CJ!" Was the first thing out of Harry's mouth when he saw a woman that resembled his sister a lot. "Only you're old."
"Hey!" Emma scowled at him. "Watching kid."
"Sorry, love," Hook smirked a bit. "It was funny though,"
"Hahah," Emma smiled before giving him a kiss. "I got to get to work but have fun with the kids. Hey, kid I left you something to eat in the kitchen, go get it,"
Harry kept staring at her with a little unnerving eyes almost like he was still trying to figure out if she was this CJ person or not. After a minute he left ot the kitchen as Emma and Hook talked for a minuted before returning with a sandwich.
"No!" Killian yelled just before Harry could take a bite. Running over to him Hook took the sandwich with a disgusted face. "No, Mini Me, we don't not eat this vile substance called… Bologna. Emma are you trying to kill Mini Me?"
"For the last time, Killina lots of people like that lunch meat in their sandwiches,"
"Nope, it's gone now," Hook tossed it out a open window with a glare. "Where it can hurt no one any longer."
"...I have work," Emma tuned walked outside the door. "Have fun with your mini me."
"Have fun as work," Killian said when something flew out the window, "Oh bloody hell, please tell me that wasn't a red leather jacket you just tossed out the window."
"Okay, it wasn't," Harry liked with manic smile."It was something else."
"Killian!" Came Emma's voice. "Is that my jacket on the bush?!"
"It's just an illusion."
Gold was standing outside of a house that Maleficent had chose to take residence in. She was scolded her daughter from another world. The girl looked frustrated. Hm, appears he could use her. After all these children from another world didn't hold darkness like their counterpart parents.
This was going ot be interesting.
Turning he smirked thinking of the perfect person he'd pick to use first.
To Sadodragon1553: You are right on one of those but I won't tell you which! Wondering clue spotting though!
To cantgetoutoffandoms: I love that idea and will be writing out in the next chapters! The idea of meeting them will be a surprises and the different ways the stories turned out will be shocking to them.
To danifan300: You wish has been granted! I'll be mentioning Robin hood soon as he is currently dating Regina in this story.
To Dhampyrx2: I do plan on Ben showing up in later chapters and meeting Rumple and Belle and all the awkward things that will happen. I didn't know that Harry was portrayed after Killian, thank you for letting me know I will now have more to work with. I am having Harry being more in the chapter and bonding with Killian, but for now I had to pause here because I haven't figure out how i'm going to make it happen yet, but if you have ideas send them in. 8D. That plot hole bothered me too, but it's coming up don't worry XD
To Everyone one else, Sorry I can't response right now, I'm supper tired, it's two am and I have to get up in three hours, so I need a quick nap.
Send in ideas! Thank you!
