Hiya Descendants,
We're back with the posting of chapters!
Mondays and Wednesdays.
Though please bear with us as my house is currently suffering from the plague.
Lots of love,
-Dark-
Jay turns back to the tv, feeling much better now that David and Ben were with them to face whatever it was that was happening here.
Still, what the hell was Senior doing on the screen? And was that really T's voice? And if it was why was he so close to the damn God?
His eyes slide away from the leg barely visible on the back of the couch to scan the room beyond it. It didn't look like Maleficent's place.
His brow furrows, from what he could see it wasn't a place he was familiar with at- He swallows a groan. Was T seriously at the fucking temple?
"Senior?" Mal lifts her brow.
"Hey there Tiny Dragon. How's Auradon life?" Hades chuckles as he waves.
"Um…" Mal blinks as she looks to him in confusion, but all he can do is shrug.
How was he supposed to know more than she did right now?
He had no idea what was happening. Part of him was relieved that it wasn't their parents but the rest of him? The rest of him was worried about what the fuck was happening?
He glances at Carlos and Evie who looked equally confused before he shoots them a tense smile.
"Move."
Fuck. He turns back to the screen.
That was definitely T. What the fuck was he doing with Hades?
He'd normally snort at Mal's groan but honestly he was equally exasperated.
Why? He closes his eyes, fighting the temptation to rub his temples.
Just fucking why? He sighs, glancing back when he feels Carlos twist his hand in his vest.
Yeah, him too.
"Excuse you, the Tiny Dragon and I are having a-"
T slides down to plop next to Hades. "Just fuckin' move." He shoves the god.
He closes his eyes at the confirmation.
"T!?" He calls out in unison with the rest of his pack. They were all obviously just as surprised as he was.
Good, and bad… Fuck, was this new? Or- fucking shit, how many OV's did T fuck with?
"You're lucky I find you entertaining." Hades grumbles before he stands up.
He blinks. Did the god just-
What.
The.
Ever.
Living.
Fuck?
"JAY!" A dark figure blurs the screen as it lands on T's lap. "Mate!"
"Harry?" It was hard to tell with the hood up.
"Ya be rememberin' me!" The picture blurs again.
Oh yeah, definitely Harry. He looks up at the ceiling and takes a deep breath before he drops his eyes back to the screen.
"Put it the fuck down Hook!"
"Why, oh why, are you hugging the stupid computer?" He hears Hades deadpan before the screen blurs and is obviously set back down.
He chuckles as the tension seeps from him. He wasn't sure why, but knowing Harry was there with T puts him at ease.
Obviously he was missing something but- He can't help his chuckle as he takes a step closer to the screen. "You idiot, after everything you think my memory's that bad?" His arm twitches, but he manages to not reach for the screen.
Fuck how much he missed the overly dramatic pirate. He smiles as he feels Carlos loosen the vice like grip he'd had on his vest, happy that he wasn't the only one who felt better with the situation.
"It jus' be feelin' like forever mate." Harry whines before the hooded figure pauses. Like he'd just realized they weren't the only two talking.
Mal rolls her eyes, "Finally remember the rest of us, huh?" She crosses her arms.
"Uh… Hiya Dragon. Ya be ah lookin' real-"
Thank fucking shit he'd already spilled the truth to Mal. This would've been a shit show if this was how she found out about their relationship. Still it doesn't help his grimace when he feels Mal tense next to him, knowing what was coming.
"Mhmm." Mal lifts a brow. "Does Uma know?" She tutts her tongue.
"Aye." The hood nods slowly.
Huh. He found himself wondering how long the Kraken had known. It could have been even before they left.
Oh, that was probably what had Mal tensing up. How long it took him to tell her versus how long had Uma known.
Well, Uma was strangely laid back in a lot of areas Mal would never be lenient in.
Still, Mal hated being the last in the know.
"Of fuckin' course she does." Mal huffs.
"I miss you too man." He grins as he shakes his head, "But, what's with the damn hood? Don't tell me T actually managed to get you all wearing that shit."
"Ah… I forgot me an' T were ah gettin' shit done ah'fore this." Harry chuckles before he pulls the hood down, "But I can'nah be ah blamin' ya for missin' me pretty face."
"What the fuck happened to yer pretty face?" He demands as he eyes the purple and green shadow on the side of Harry's face.
How had the pirate managed to let someone close enough to get a shiner like that?
And who?
T's hand suddenly shoots out and grabs Harry's hair, yanking it back as he looks Harry's face over.
Harry's eyes widen as he tips back into T's lap, "Whoa now, we be ah talkin' bout this-"
"How the fuck long was I out Hook?" T growls.
Talk about a well timed distraction.
He frowns before he steps back, taking Carlos and Evie by an arm before he pulls them to the side.
"Jay?" Evie looks up to him in confusion.
"Look," He whispers as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I know you guys know Mal and I have been keeping something from you recently." He looks between the two as he releases his hold on them, "I'm sorry, and we'll tell you all about it now that we can see that T is at least alive. But we didn't have any answers before, and now I can get them, so please, I know this is going to be confusing and concerning, but please just let me talk and get answers."
Carlos tilts his head to the side, eyes narrowed before he just nods. "Okay."
"Oh," Evie sighs in relief before she blinks up at him prettily. "Alright." She nods.
He frowns when he feels Ben suddenly brush past him, but he was happy to receive the pat on the back.
Like Ben was a fellow team mate in this situation and was giving him a silent pep talk.
Evie pulls Carlos to her chest protectively, clearly understanding what was about to happen was going to be unpleasant. "We'll do our best. We trust you."
He nods slowly, "Thank you. That-" he smiles as his hand fists over the warmth in his chest, "-that really means a lot to me."
Evie smiles up at him before she leans up and presses a kiss to his cheek. "Of course. Now let's go get that weight off your shoulders, the stress has been starting to give you wrinkles."
"Can't have that." He snorts before he pats their shoulders and gestures for them to go back.
He needed a second to take a deep breath. To fully process that T was alive, and seemed just fine. Like the Little shit he'd always been.
He wipes the back of his hand over his eyes, grateful he hadn't cried the moment he realized Harry was in the video too. He might be better at shrugging it off when he cried on David, but no way in hell was he okay with Harry and T seeing that.
Not yet. Maybe not ever.
He jumps when he feels a hand on his shoulder.
"You've got this bruh." David squeezes his shoulder.
"Yeah, just takin' a sec to let it hit me." He smiles, "But thanks."
David smiles at him, nodding before he squeezes his shoulder again. "Go get your answers brah."
He nods and turns back to the group, pausing mid step when he notices the look on Mal's face as she stares at the screen in disbelief. The sound of Evie's giggles and the look of confusion on Carlos's face.
What were Harry and T doing? He turns to the screen just in time to see T pulling back from kissing a dazed and happy Harry.
"There." T huffs, "Will you knock it the fuck off now?"
Harry chuckles, "Aye, I can be ah doin' that."
That was new. When had that started? And was it important enough to question?
He sighs. He'd already come to the conclusion that he wasn't going to be able to ask more about why Harry looked like he'd caught Junior's fist with his face. As much as it sucked to realize on this side of the barrier, bruises and beatings were just a part of life. It hurt to see Harry hurt, but then again, Harry was known for getting into all kinds of trouble.
He sighs as he steps forward, taking center once more. No matter what happened, he was going to have a lot more unpacking to do with David after this.
"Firebug and Guyliner sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
Ben snorts.
"Fuck you." T huffs in exasperation.
"Ew."
He claps his hands together before T can retort, "Hey guys, remember us? The people in Auradon that want to know everyone's fucking okay? Focus!"
"Deez, Dizzy, and Mimi are all safe. Missing the fuck outta you guys, but safe." T offers sheepishly as he turns back to the screen. "Sorry."
"Aye mate, sorry." Harry nods as he settles beside T, "We be ah losin' the Baby Girl for 'bout ah week, but we be ah gettin' her back home with us safe like."
"A week?" Mal stomps her foot, barely missing Ben's in her frustration, "It took you fuck-tards a week to find her?"
"She were ah bein' ah hunted by yer mum." Harry pouts, "So our lil' Treasure be avoidin' us."
"Damn-it. D is so fuckin stupid. Of fuckin' course my damn mother would pull that shit! What the fuck did she want this time?"
"Tamed, claimed, but still the same." T chuckles. "Love it."
He bites his lip to keep from snorting. Fucking T. He smiles.
"I will end you." Mal growls.
"Love you too."
It had been a while since he'd last seen Mal this livid, which was shocking since that had pretty much been their main emotion every time they learned or figured out something new about T.
He was glad to have Ben with them, since he was the one holding her back from attacking the tv to vent her frustrations.
"We be ah gettin' her," Harry shrugs, "so how the fuck we be ah knowin'?"
"Oh! I know this one." Senior chuckles as he comes back into the screen, leaning over the back of the couch between T and Harry.
Huh. He blinks, was the god seriously paying attention to this? And volunteering information.
Why? He shoves away the sudden questions that bubble up, afraid of derailing the god. It didn't matter, not really.
He just wanted to know. And if the god was offering insight…
"She wanted collateral so the Firebug here-" Hades ruffles T's hood, "Wouldn't exact any type of vengeance." He snickers, "Little did she know Firebug was already being held captive on the other side of the isle."
"What!?" His eyes narrow.
Great. So, not only had they left Deez to run and hide all on her own, from Maleficent, but T had been captured.
Twice.
Just like they'd feared.
T growls as he looks up at Senior. "Can you not?"
"You're the one who made the deal." Hades chuckles. "This is amusing." He ruffles T's hoodie again.
If he'd been captured and held on the other side of the isle, that had to mean Frollo, "How did you escape?"
"Um-"
Harry sighs as he takes T's hand, "I be ah findin' him, an it be ah gettin' handled so we don'nah be ah havin' ta worry 'bout it ah happenin' again."
"Handled? You're sure? Bruh, like, really sure?
"Aye. I be ah dead positive mate."
Oh? Dead Frollo then.
Yeah, that was pretty handled.
One less thing for them to worry about.
One less out of a million things, but it was something. Something that helped ease the strain on his chest.
"If only I were still in charge of the underworld," Hades sighs reminiscently as he props his chin in the palm of his hand, "Cause ya know, God. Of the dead. Could actually deal with sick mortals fucks and make them regret their life choices." His voice rises, each word becoming more bitter and jaded than the last.
He blinks.
Was- If he didn't know better, which he totally did- he'd almost say the god was disgusted. And, his eyes narrow as skepticism and disbelief floods him.
No. It couldn't be. He had to be reading it wrong. There was no way in fuck he was detected the slightest bit of distress in Hades tone.
"-Because God of the Dead. Oh, I'm sorry, did I mention I'm a fucking God? That doesn't belong here. On this fucked up cesspit of disgusting mortals who are only too happy to commit atrocious acts on children. I mean, if my fucking foul brother Zeus wanted me to get inspiration, well, fuckery accomplished." He scoffs as his hand shoots out to grab T by the hood with a shake of his head.
Almost like he knew T.
His eyes widen when he notices T immediately stop, halting in any attempt to escape.
He wasn't trying to get away.
He wasn't fighting the God's hold, not that it would have done him much good, but still.
His heart slams against his ribs.
Fuck.
It was almost a confirmation of his fears.
"Wanna contain your boyish-friend Guyliner?"
Boy-ish?
What the fuck?
Did that mean Hades knew T was a girl? How? He couldn't imagine T ever giving out that information.
Or was it Senior calling the two of them almost a thing?
Harry frowns as he pulls T away from Hades, "T." He quickly pulls the hood up over T's head and shoves his face into his chest, lockin' his legs around T protectively before he glares back up at the god. "Can ya not be ah tauntin' him with yer eye fuckery."
He grimaces when T remains still in Harry's arms.
Fuck.
"But it's soo entertaining. Besides, the Firebug needs to hear it. Imma fuck up that sick bastard the moment I make it back to the river styx."
He swallows. What the fuck had happened to T? And how the fuck did the God know about it? Fuck why was so much happening all at once? How bad had T been, he grinds his teeth, for the God to even care? He couldn't mistake that this time. He takes a deep breath before he looks over his shoulder at David.
David smiles as he shoots him two thumbs up and mouths 'you're doing great.' It was enough to loosen the knot in his chest.
Enough to remind him to breathe.
He nods, takes another deep breath, and smiles appreciatively.
When he turns back to the screen he feels Mal grab his hand. He squeezes it back encouragingly as Evie and Carlos press against them supportively, or perhaps because they needed the support.
He's surprised when Ben joins them. In any other situation he would have smiled, but for now he was just grateful they were staying silent.
Hades crosses his arms,"Seriously though, I feel like its only fair to point out since the rest of the little fucking brats obviously have my kitten and someone over there backing them-"
His eyes narrow, was the god- fuck, he totally was.
Senior was legit pouting.
"-lucky followers," Hades pushes off the couch, "I mean, they certainly don't belong here either, but whatevs. Not like my kitten is writing good things about me to the damn king that trapped me here in the first place." He grumbles before he walks away again.
Huh. He blinks. That was…
Did the God just unpack shit on them? Admit that the other VK's didn't deserve to be there either? That was new. And weird. And confusing. What the fuck?
His eyes dart to T who was still currently pinned to Harry's chest. What the fuck had happened? What could have caused the sudden shift in Hades's demeanor? It almost sounded like he cared.
What the fuck was happening over there?
"So…" He frownsas he shakes his head, hoping to keep the conversation moving, "Eye fuckery?" He raises his brow at Harry.
Harry sighs, adjusting his hold on T before he looks up, "It be ah god thing 'parently. Senior just be ah knowin' more 'bout ah couple o' us than we be ah wantin'."
"Like when he makes you stare at his eyes for several minutes? Mal furrows her brows. "That's what he's doing? Getting information?"
"Aye Dragon, It be ah like seein' yer life flash afore yer eyes, or so I be ah hearin'." Harry sighs, "An he be ah watchin' with ya."
So, he lifts an eyebrow, what made the God suddenly want to see T's life?
"I was there when he did that to him." Mal glares at T with a frown. "When he was making the deal with my fucking mother." She huffs.
"So ya know it ain'nah bein' pleasant then." Harry narrows his eyes.
He could read that expression loud and clear. Time for a subject change.
"It's hard to fucking see anything with that fucktards hood. Asshole seemed fine to me." Mal growls. "Fucking shitiot."
He clears his throat as he squeezes Mal's hand that was still in his. "Speaking of hoods though, bruh, what's up with you? It's weird seeing you without your jacket and hook."
"We be tryin' ta meet T halfway since it be a bit o' a change for him ta be ah workin' with others." Harry smiles, "Deez be ah rockin' one when she be ah leavin' the ship too. 'Parently that be how she were ah stayin' outta sight 'til she be ah crashin' on Yensid. And we be just fine with the isle thinkin' she be with the four o' you. "
"Little shit's starting a cult." Mal tut's her tongue shooting T an accusatory glare.
Harry chuckles as he eyes Mal, "I never be ah tirerin' o' hearin' you call 'im little shit." He snorts, "Only way it be funnier if Deez be ah callin' 'im that."
"Speaking of D though," He frowns. "She wrote me a letter, lettin' me know she was worried and needed my help with something. She mention that to you?"
He knew what Harry was doing. Knew the pirate was trying to be protective of T. But he had to know if Harry was aware of the entire situation.
Harry nods, "Aye mate, she be ah lettin' us know her worries when she be ah joinin' us. It be ah helpin' make ah lot o' things make sense." He shakes his head before he levels a playful glare at him, "An' ya be ah bit o' ah bastard mate. I be ah figurin' out what be ah whippin' yer sails ta shreds durin' all those crimson tide conversations."
It felt like he was shouldering the weight of Auradon as looks at T with regret before his eyes return to Harry, "Don't act like we all didn't keep secrets for him. At least my pack was." He looks over his shoulder at a small tap from Evie. Oh. He turns back, "He isn't still getting sick is he?" He asks in concern.
"What kinda sick we be ah talkin' bout?"
"Like, throwin' up. Being in pain. Sweating with fever." He repeats as Evie whispers it softly behind him.
Harry furrows his brow as he looks down. His face grows dark before he looks back up, "No, an' it ain'nah gonna be happenin' again." He states with a level of confidence he'd never expected. Or perhaps it was the seriousness of the promise.
His brows knit together. What could T have done to- He shuts the thought down. It didn't matter. Not as much as what had just transpired anyways. He'd never seen- huh.
Was T actually sharing things with Harry? That was new. And curious.
Not to mention a major relief. It was about fuckin' time the kid started trusting someone. "So, since you know about the letter, does that mean everyone's okay?"
"We all be ah workin' ta be understandin' it. Givin' everyone their space ta be ah figurin' shit out."
"We've been working on that on our end too." He smiles in relief.
"Aye?" Harry lifts a brow, "What ye be figurin' out?"
"I talked to my counsellor about it-"
"Counsellor?"
"It's an adult that helps with feels and working through shit." He shrugs. "You three would love it, and all of you need it."
"Whoa now Jay." Harry's eyes widen as he sits up straighter, "What miracle worker be ah helpin' ya so much ya can be ah sayin' feels with nary ah flinch?"
"His name is David." He perks up with a grin, "One of the coolest adults I've ever met. You guys would really like him. He practically lives on the beach. And is even more laid back then Gil."
"That be ah soundin' like ah fishin' story mate. Ain'nah no one bein' more laid back than Gil, 'scept when he be ah learnin' ya be ah hidin' things from him." Harry grimaces.
"Didn't think he'd take that news well," He frowns. He'd seen the big guy punch and push and snap at T several times at their book club. And it was no secret that Gil was always protective of girls.
Harry shakes his head, "He be ah takin' it like ah hammer to ah sword, which they be ah finishin' up Pup, though they be ah missin' ya somethin' fierce." He smiles
Carlos stands up straighter and shoots the other boy a grateful smile.
"So, all of you know?" He asks with a raised brow.
"Aye." Harry looks down at T with a frown. "None o' us be ah keepin' secrets no more. We be ah learnin' that lesson the hard way," He looks back up, "After we nearly be ah losin' the both of 'em." His eyes harden.
Fuck. His stomach drops as he takes a deep breath.
Mal frowns as she squeezes his hand tighter. "You really had to save him?"
He closes his eyes. He wasn't sure he'd ever heard her sound so- He takes a deep breath. He wasn't actually sure what the tone was. He just knew it wasn't one he recognized from their leader.
Harry slowly nods, just once, before he grins, "Dragon, I be touched ya be ah belivin' in the tough image I be ah holdin' here, but pirates always be the ones doin' the savin' o' Fortunes." He chuckles before he bites his lip, undermining the humor he was clinging tightly to.
He frowns as he studies the two. T hadn't moved an inch. That wasn't right.
Everything in his gut was telling him that in normal circumstances T would've run; run like a bat out of hell hall.
Run like Deez did when confronted.
Fuck. Strike three. "I think I might've figured out how he got captured." He bites his lip. Harry needed to know. T did too.
Harry lifts a brow as he tilts his head slightly, "I be ah listenin' mate."
"Think about it Harry. T doesn't want to be a part of this conversation right now-"
"He be ah knowin' it be for the best."
Did he though? And did knowing it matter?
He knew T. 'For the best' or not the kid would rather be drowning in the River Styx than be part of this conversation.
He tilts his head to the side as he crosses his arms over his chest, "Doesn't mean he wants to hear it. But he's not even trying to fight you." He sighs once , "And I don't think he can, not once you get a hold of him."
Harry blinks before his eyes drop to T. "Ya be ah wantin' ta be provin' 'im wrong?" After a few seconds he closes his eyes, "Fuck."
"Come on T, it's like you're not even trying." Mal snaps as her grip darkens his fingers with trapped blood.
He drops his head. He'd really been hoping he was wrong, and apparently Mal was having as hard a time accepting this as she did accepting T was a girl.
At least their fearless leader was consistent.
"Right…" Harry shakes his head before he looks back up, "We be ah workin' on that."
He turns as David clears his throat. He tilts his head in confusion before he nods, "Oh, here, David can help."
"Aloha." David waves as he steps forward.
"David? Not like the David?" Harry's eyes instantly light up, "Mate, ya did'nah be ah tellin' me I be in the presence o' greatness." He half bends at the waist, exaggeratingly bowing a couple of time before he looks back up, "All be ah hailin' the mighty lord o' feels who be ah gettin' Jay the uncarin' ta be admittin'' he be ah havin' the feels."
"Way to be extra, Harry," he rolls his eyes as he tries to hide a grin. In a strange way it made him happy to see Harry already having fun with David.
On the Isle he did his best to keep his friends away from his dad, away from any of the adults in reality.
But things were different with David. He was glad to introduce him to Harry and T. Maybe not as his new dad yet, mostly because he was still trying to not get too excited about the idea.
It couldn't happen until Mal and Evie were also safe with people they trusted. Until he knew none of them could ever get sent back to the isle.
"Ya know ya be lovin' me." Harry winks.
"Yeah, I guess I do. Think I have for years." He slowly admits as he drops his eyes to the tile floor. It hurt, knowing it had taken him so long to let the guy he saw as a brother know he was appreciated. "I guess I just didn't realize it until it was too late to say it face to face man."
For the first time since Harry pinned him, T turns back to the camera. "You know that was out loud right?" He asks, his tone tinted with an odd mixture of concern and confusion before he looks up at Harry, "I think you just broke him."
"I- I ain'nah bein' broken." Harry says, his voice cracking as he fought to speak. He clears his throat, "I um, thanks Jay."
"Of course." He grins. "I know I never said it, but you're like a brother to me man."
"Aye, ya be ah bein' me brother too." He grins before he sits up straighter, "I be bein' the better lookin', course, but bros we be."
"Tch." He snorts, "Sure, you just keep telling yourself that." Joking aside, he loved the warmth that spread through his chest at finally being able to admit it out loud.
"Alright guys." David chuckles, "Aloha Isle bruhs."
"Hiya." Harry chirps as he settles back, readjusting his grip on T so he can also sit up.
"Sup?" T tilts his head to the side.
"Was just wonderin' if you two wanted any suggestions to help deal with the situation you're in?"
Harry frowns before he leans his head forward to look up at T, "I be ah wantin' ta hear it, but this be ah bein' yer call."
T turns to him. Silent for a long moment.
"Why the fuck- He does." Mal snaps. "Why is this even an option? It's just advice T, fuckin' mother. Take it."
He clenches his jaw and closes his eyes as he grips Mal's hand and clenches the other.
Waiting T out had always been painful, but this? He could barely breathe.
"Shhh Dragon." Harry glares towards them before he looks back to T.
At least there was that, he sighs. Harry had figured out what he'd meant by having to out wait T. It was a relief in and of itself. He'd learned long ago forcing T to do anything- literally anything- always ended up shitty for everyone involved.
David turns to them before he sighs, "I get why you wanna make him accept help Mal. And I know that comes from a good place, but I can't force anyone to listen or consider my advice. Think about it, would you take it if situations were reversed?"
Mal narrows her eyes and opens her mouth just to shut it and look away with a pout.
"It takes a lot to be honest with yourself, thank you for seeing it from a different perspective."
"I'm kinda fucked if we don't figure something out." T sighs. "And if Jay trusts you," He shrugs. "It would be stupid not to."
Harry nods before he turns back to them, "Aye."
David grins at them, "Glad to hear it brahs." He nods. He holds his hands in front of him, Opening his mouth before he pauses and turns to look at him and the rest of his pack with a thoughtful frown.
He tilts his head to the side, "Sup?" That was David's 'I'm about to ask you an awkward question about the isle' face.
"Sorry brah," David grins sheepishly. "Just taking inventory." He turns back to Harry and T. "Do you guys know what it means to relax."
A loud bark of laughter follows as Harry and T both turn to look off screen.
"Sorry, sorry. By all means continue."
Harry glares before he pops a hand over T's mouth, "Can we please not ah be engagin' the God o' death right now? Me sanity an' all that."
Seriously. What the fuck was going on between T and Senior? It was as concerning as it was confusing. It seemed every time he'd turned around T he'd become friendly with a new OV. This time was just, more intense. Or maybe it was because he was seeing it first hand. He groans, part of him wished he could throttle T right now.
Kid was going to give him heart palpitations with his stupid. He couldn't name one other VK that would dare, let alone suc- He shuts the thought right the fuck down. Try. That sounded much better. Try.
Try to do what though?
What was T getting out of it? Better question, what were the OVs getting out of it that T was still breathing? It didn't make shit for sense. Like at all.
He shoves the questions down before the ache in his temples could take full effect. He was pretty sure he'd never related to Mal more than in this moment.
"Aye, we can be ah relaxin'." Harry nods as he slowly lowers his hand, "I do be ah havin' ah question though."
"Ask away." David grins.
"I uh, I be knowin' the drink can be ah takin' memories, but would that be ah workin'?"
He lifts a brow. They were drinking? Seriously? He knew Harry had a thing for always acting drunk, but he never thought he actually drank for like real. His eyes bounce to T as his stomach turns.
David furrows his brows, "I mean, if that's the only way?" He frowns, "But if you can relax more naturally it would be a better bet. Don't need to be replacing one problem with another."
"I really don'nah be thinkin' ya be ah needin' ta be ah worryin' 'bout that with us." Harry nods thoughtfully before he turns to T, "But look-it, I be ah findin' our last resort."
T sighs. "Cool."
Wait. Was that disappointment? T fucking drank? Since when? Why? T was all about the constant vigilance.
He couldn't- No. That wasn't right. Not if he was being honest with himself. He just didn't want to picture what the fuck could've happened to T to get him to that point. Not when there wasn't anything he could do about it.
He bites his cheek.
Frollo is dead. Harry killed Frollo. Frollo couldn't hurt T anymore. He reminds himself like a litany. That is until another intrusive thought enters.
He grimaces as he glances at Carlos. But- His chest tightens.
That didn't mean Frollo still couldn't haunt him.
His chest aches at the thought.
T. Fucking T- The protecter. The Shadow. The Ghost. The how-ever-fucking-many- names he went by, had suffered so much so silently.
He slams down yer another door not wanting to deal with the swirl of anger and disgust at war in his stomach.
"Great question brah." David grins at Harry. "Let me know if ya have any more." He offers. "So what you're gonna to want to do is get relaxed T." He turns back to Harry, "And I'm hoping you won't mind, but you or one of your family is going to have to help here. It's going to have to be someone you trust T. Because they're going to have to touch you. A lot. To get you used to it. Then you can start working to undo whatever was done to force your compliance. But you have to be relaxed for it to work. If you come out of that state, you have to be reset. I'd usually suggest meditation but- I'm not sure if that's going to work for you on the isle. But I know you two and your ohana-family, are clever enough to figure something out to help him." He bites his lip. "Assuming it's him who has this problem."
"If it ain'nah bein' him then we just be ah doin' the same with Faustina then?"
Faustina?
His eye drop from the screen to stare at David's worn flip flops.
Faustina.
He takes a slow breath.
That had to be the other part of T.
The girl.
The one he'd held and coaxed while in the grip of his-
Her-
Their?
Whatever!
During the night terror.
Had the pirates actually managed to meet her?
He couldn't imagine T talking about her. Not after all these years.
Not the girl T had protected, had kept secret above all else.
Faustina.
Faus-Ti-na.
Huh.
Was that where T pulled his name from?
David nods. "Exactly."
Harry nods before he turns to T, "So, we can be ah workin' with that, aye? Cause if we be ah workin' ta be ah fixin' it, we don'nah be havin' ta tell Uma, and then I ain'nah bein' ah liar."
"I don't want to be put on lock down again." T sighs, "So, that one."
"Thank you," Harry nods as he rubs T's back, "I were'nah lookin' forward ta havin' that conversation with our Kraken or bein' ah liar."
He would have laughed at transparent relief in Harry's voice if he wasn't so concerned about the two of them keeping something like this a secret. But, he frowns, he couldn't imagine what T would do if he didn't feel safe on the ship either.
He could hear the trepidation, the fear in T's tone. He'd spent half his life locked in a room or escaping it. He sighs. Which was probably the reason Harry was being so open minded about the situation.
"Nice." David grins, "So once they're relaxed, what you're gonna want to do is- Do you mind Jay? It'd be easier to show than tell."
"Oh," He shrugs as he steps closer to David, "Sure."
"Thanks brah." David grins at him, before he steps closer. "In this case, since it's a problem with touch, you're gonna wanna do something like this-"
He watches Harry and T carefully as David demonstrates a couple of different ways Harry could help. Harry's look of surprise at the ease he had with David being so close and touching him, whether it was holding his hand or rubbing his back, made him smile.
Yeah, he'd have been surprised too, but once you cry on another man and he doesn't belittle you for it, you kind of can't help the trust that builds.
He knew T's body language enough to read the disgust and apprehension at the thought of being treated the way David was treating him though.
"T, once you get used to the touch- That's when you can start working on pulling away. It's going to be hard at first, I know, but I think you understand how important this is for your safety."
He furrows his brow when T doesn't seem capable of speaking, "Dude, just remember you're fucking T and you can learn anything." He grabs David's arm and pulls him into a tight hug, almost sighing in relief when David returns it without question, "If I can do this, you can do that."
"Yeah," Carlos offers tentatively as he plucks at the back of his vest uncertainty. "If you can learn to make medicine from things growing on the isle by testing them you can beat that."
He was as grateful for the assist as he was as proud of the pup for just rolling with everything they were discussing. He knew it was difficult for Caros. Usually the boy would spitball a hundred questions to further understand what was happening.
He glances at Mal when she huffs with a roll of her eyes and drops his hand. Smiling in appreciation when she wraps her arms around Ben with a blush, and leans up to kiss him on the lips. She pulls his arm over her shoulder and steps closer to him. "It ain't the fuckin' end of the world."
He chuckles silently at the happy grin on Ben's face before he lightly elbows David to draw his attention to it.
Wait- Was that their first- There was his fearless leader. Doing what needed to be done for one of her own, even if it meant sharing their first kiss.
David looks before he turns back to him, his eyes bright with amusement and a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
Evie bats her eyes, her hand wrapping around his bicep as she steps forward slightly,"Besides, it seems you've already come such a long way if that kiss was any indication." She offers softly.
Huh.
He really thought out of them Evie was going to take this the worst. He knew she'd had a crush on him for several years.
But, leave it to their Princess to point out something obvious. T had been the one instigating that kiss. So on some level, T was comfortable enough with Harry for this to work.
He smiles as his breaths come easier and lesson some of the weight off his shoulders.
It helped. Helped so much, to know T, fucking T, had finally let someone in. How the fuck had Harry, the kid who'd pined for T for years, finally managed to- A pang shoots through his chest when the dots suddenly connect.
Shit.
Harry really saved him.
Like, was the one to go and-
Frollo's death, and Harry's reaction, suddenly made a lot more sense.
"And, I know you might not remember it," Evie offers with a kind smile, "But you always seemed to relax and seemed soothed by me running my hand through your hair and rubbing your back when you weren't feeling well. So, I know you can do this." She softly encourages.
It was when Mal slipped her hand back into his that he realized that his whole pack was leaning on him for support.
They were starting to get good at this. Silent support.
Harry grins at them before he turns to T, "An, if it be ah makin' ya feel better, I can be ah tryin' that when we be ah workin' on me lock pickin' the chains." He chuckles, "Hell we can be ah tryin' this with everyone while they be ah workin' on their fears."
T hesitantly nods.
Huh.
They were all working on their fears? That was-
He smiles. Leave it to the Sea Family to always defy expectations.
They, his pack, would have never spoken, let alone worked on this shit on the isle. It would've been too close to acknowledging weaknesses.
"That be ah good lad." Harry smiles, "Think ya can be ah sittin' nice like on yer own or do I be ah needin' ta keep 'hold?"
T turns to look at him and Harry slowly releases him before he sighs and takes T's hand.
"It be ah seemin' like ya be ah takin' ta Auradon like clams ta the fryer." Harry chuckles, "I be ah feelin' ah mite bad Deez ain'nah gonna be ah gettin' ta see ya." He frowns.
No fucking shit. It would've been amazing to see her too.
To reassure her that he'd gotten her letter. That he viewed her as much as a sister as she saw him as her brother.
All the things he wished he had the balls to put in his letter to her. But those were things that could be used against her if anyone besides her or her gan-Family got ahold of it.
His eyes narrow as he looks around the screen, carefully searching for any sign of the God nearby. Not that it mattered. Nearby or not, he could probably still hear.
And he was the biggest reason he stayed so neutral in the letter.
He bites his cheek, grateful for Deez's uncanny ability to know things without being told. She has to know that he, that his pack, felt the same way about her as she did them, right?
He wished he could ask. But he still wasn't sure of the relationships happening over there.
Senior… What a weird fucking asshole.
He and Harry had worked so hard to keep Deez away from him, his eyes narrow, fuck even T had and yet, here they both were, hanging out with the God.
He takes a deep breath to sooth the building tightness in his chest.
He didn't understand, and not knowing was painful.
But so far… He wasn't killing them? So… Ugh. There was going to be so much for him to unpack later.
He was extra glad David was here, and still his counsellor.
He lifts a brow when T bumps Harry's shoulder, before his hood drops to their hands.
He frowns. He wasn't sure he'd ever heard T so silent. Or seen him so embarrassed. What the fuck had happened to him? He turns back to Harry, reminding himself that it didn't matter. He was safe now. Harry was clearly not letting him out of his sight and he had the rest of the pirates and Deez to look after him.
He closes his eyes. T was okay.
Deez was okay. Harry was okay-
They were all okay.
And if he told himself that enough times, maybe he'd even believe it.
"K." Harry lets his hand go, following him with his eyes as T disappears off screen. "So, Fairest Princess, it be ah lookin' like ya be ah gettin' yer hands on better shit ta be ah craftin' clothes from. Ya'll be ah lookin' sharp like."
"Oh Harry, you have no idea how amazing it is here."
"Aye Princess, ya ain'nah bein' wrong there." Harry grins as he sits forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he watches her.
"They have bolts of so many fabrics I don't even know where to start half the time. And the make up! It's just the best. They've got so many different types and colors to pick from that you don't have to rummage through the broken containers to get the perfect color. And the skin care! They've got so many different brands and types it's hard to know which to choose!".
He shakes his head, but can't help his smile. Of course that's what would be Evie's first examples of why Auradon was so much better.
And from the looks of it Harry seemed very content to hang on every single word.
Huh.
Now that he was thinking about it, Evie and Harry did have a bit in common, strange as it was.
He resists a snort, T certainly had a type. Just strange the type was extra, flashy, and fashionable.
But Harry and Evie-
Could they have been friends on the Isle?
He stiffles a groan. Was he starting to finally see what Deez had seen all along.
No wonder she was always pissed at them. He sighs.
"Speakin' o' skin care, yer Tiny Princess be ah spoilin' us somethin' fierce when we be ah visitin' her with Deez. I think they be ah plannin' ah spa day on the ship for Uma, but even Gil be ah likin' how she be ah takin' care o' his hands." Harry volunteers with a smile wide enough to make his eyes crinkle.
He grins appreciatively as Evie claps and jumps excitedly. Harry hadn't needed to soothe her concerns like that. He glances at Mal, relieved to see the small smile instead of her usual scowl when she found out about people outside of their gang knowing such sensitive information.
Not that Evie, Dizzy, or Deez ever kept their relationship a secret.
No one was dumb enough to mess with Dizzy with the two isle princesses at her back.
One could rob you of everything while you smiled, and the other could literally deep fry anyone stupid enough to cross her.
Not the best odds, and everyone knew that.
"Thank you!" Evie beams, "I was so worried about her, I know she gets so lonely in that shop. It means a lot to me that you five are taking care of her. To know she's in such good hands." She holds her hands over her heart. "Thank you for not forgetting about her."
"Aye Beautiful." Harry winks, "We won'nah be lettin' nothin' be ah happenin' to her. Ya be ah havin' me word."
Evie's eyes water as she looks to Harry with so much gratitude it hurts him to look at her. He smiles as he turns back to Harry.
He knew leaving Dizzy behind had hurt her on a level that he didn't really understand. As much as he loved the others, Evie and Dizzy had a relationship like no one else on the isle.
Not like a little sister, but an actual sister.
"And I have the goblin's looking out for Mimi." T offers as he comes back, dropping something in Harry's lap before he perches on the back of the couch, off screen.
He watches Mal as her lips twitch into a smile, holding his breath as he waits for the rest of T's words to register.
Harry chuckles as he looks down, "Ah, that be ah good idea." He looks up over his shoulder as he pats the knee barely in frame.
"What does that mean?" Mal glares.
Yep, there was her famous scowl he'd come to associate with her and T.
"That you have the goblins looking out for her." Mal demands.
"It's not my fault she runs everytime I try to talk to her- After throwing punches or attempting to-"
"You know that ain't what she was saying." He sighs before he looks to Harry.
"Deez did be ah mentionin' ya be ah fair bit paranoid 'bout this happenin' awhile ago." Harry sighs as he searches through a stack of what looked like photos.
"You didn't." Mal stares at the screen in disbelief. "You're still fucking with my mother!? After all this shit?" She rubs at her temple.
"Gil and Deez really miss havin' you around book club C." T responds.
He half chokes on a snort as he drags a hand down his face.
Smooth as a goblin's skin per usual.
Fucking T. He smiles under his hand's grip on his jaw.
"Ya wanna be ah seein' the sword they be ah finishin' for Uma?" Harry asks.
"YES!" Carlos rushes closer to the screen, followed by the rest of the group.
The pirate scoots closer to the screen before he holds up a picture of a beautiful sword that was very obviously Uma's.
He blinks at the intricate design.
That wasn't a sword.
And from everything he'd learned about Harry's captain, he doubted she thought much differently.
"That's so fucking awesome! It came out even better than his drawings!" Carlos exclaims. "It's gorgeous." He grins happily.
"Their swords be ah lookin' good too." Harry holds another picture up, "And don'nah be ah worryin' none Jay, we be gettin' Deez ta be ah workin' with it again." He grins.
He lets out a sigh of relief. "Good." He nods in approval as Carlos marvels at the giant sword dwarfing Deez.
Deez always hated practicing offense. He barely got her to work on defense.
"That's Deez?" Ben asks in surprise.
He turns to the prince with a grin.
He was so used to Deez's unique features, but Ben? Clearly they'd forgotten to do more than talk about her impact on them. He doubted any of them really thought about it any more- Well except maybe Evie, but that was more about her complexion and whatever.
Damn, but the sight of her made him miss her all that much more.
T and that damn camera. He grins when he notices Carlos snap a picture.
"Yep." He nods when he realizes Ben was thoroughly enthralled, "In all her glory. Try not to fan boy too hard." He laughs at the look on the princes' face.
"Shhh." Ben chuckles as he holds Mal tighter to his side, "I just, you guys haven't really described much about her looks. She's so small, I guess I just thought she was older. And not so, brilliantly porcelain."
Yeah, he couldn't blame him. Deez acted way more mature than the rest of them, most of the time at least.
And her writing definitely made her sound older too.
"That be our Fire Princess." Harry grins proudly, before he pulls out another picture. This one of Gil and Deez laughing as Deez heated up a cup with her blue fire while Gil stretched with the hammer behind his back.
He laughs at the size of Ben's eyes. "Yeah, it's crazy seeing them next to each other isn't it?" He teases.
"He's so- That's Gil right? He's huge."
Yeah. Gil had that effect on people. Especially after all the damn smithing. The kid had always been large, but he'd come so far from being the runt of his family.
He tilts his head to the side when he hears Harry and T whispering, but the only thing he fully catches is "Oh, that's mine, it's to entertain Senior."
Great. That sounded legit. And safe.
Safe as poking a sleeping dragon.
Fucking T.
"Give!" They hear Hades bellow before it's followed by a dry, rolling laugh. "It's a selfie. And she's sleeping."
He grimaces.
Whhhhy?
"Wait until you see the next one." T adds with pride.
He could just picture the shit eating grin that almost always made him want to throttle the kid.
He was glad to see everyone in the room also jumped when he did, especially David, but the God's loud, booming laugh was much louder that time
Fuck. What the hell had T done to earn that reaction? He glances at Mal unsurprised to see how tightly her jaw was clenched before he immediately returns his attention to the screen.
"Yeah, this one's going on the fridge." Hades chuckles as T disappears off the couch. "That's my Firebug."
He takes a deep breath as he closes his eyes.
That was so not approval in the god's tone.
And it certainly wasn't affection.
Just amusement.
Only amusement.
Harry sighs as his annoyed face comes back into focus on the camera.
Oh, he so did not envy Harry. That seemed like a level of stress he wasn't sure he would ever be prepared to deal with.
He smiles when he feels David lightly pat his back, like a small reminder he was there.
Or maybe it was to help him breath.
Either way, he appreciated it.
"Maybe Deez should just send a whole bunch of these to them with her next letter." T plops down on the couch. "I mean, you're gettin' them right, Dragon Tamer?"
Mal snorts, "Oh yeah, he's getting them." She pats his chest as she leans against him.
"And I would love to get pictures." Ben adds with a smile.
He stifles a snort. He bet he would, the prince was obsessed.
"He's got a huge fucking library T! It's just full of her tablets." Carlos pulls his phone back out, "You'd flip and Deez would fucking die!"
Harry grins as he tilts his head to the side, "Ya be ah makin' our Treasure's year with news like that."
"Look!" Carlos shoves the phone at the screen.
"Fuck!" T exclaims, before he blurs on the screen.
"I did'nah be ah havin' any idea she be ah writin' so much." His eyes narrow.
"I don't think she does either." Evie giggles.
"Warning!" He growls as the screen is suddenly a blinding white, but isn't able to keep the amusement from his tone.
Honestly, he was just happy to have T back to acting like himself again.
"Ya be ah gettin' any she be ah writin' on paper yet?" Harry asks as he watches T fan the picture.
He sighs, "Like the one she wrote about herself?"
"Aye, that one. And the other's she be sendin' since then." He looks down at the pictures in his hands, shuffling through them until he holds up a picture of Deez laying on a wooden surface with papers all around her, pouting up at the camera.
Ben smiles, "Well, I'll be doubly on the lookout for them now. Is she only using paper?"
"She's gonna shit a brick." T chuckles as he drops the picture on Harry with a shit eating grin. "It looks like he kept all of them." He snorts.
Ben blushes as he grins sheepishly, "They're fascinating to read."
"Aye?" Harry chuckles as he pulls the picture back, "T, be ah gettin' ah picture o' the prince. Wait until she be ah hearin' that he be callin' her writin' fascinatin'."
"You heard the Hook, Dragon Tamer. Step up so we can get a pic to your ghost writer."
Ben smiles as he steps forward with Mal still held to his side.
"By the by, Mal," Harry chuckles, "do ya be ah huntin' the prince?"
Mal scowls at the screen, as another white flash goes off with an amused chuckle. "Priceless." He could hear the smugness in that smirk.
"He hunted her actually." Evie giggles. "It was the cutest thing ever. You would have loved it."
"Aye Princess, ya be ah knowin' me so well," Harry winks, "I be naught but ah hopeless romantic at me heart."
"With horrible taste." Mal grumbles. "T! You better fucking burn that." She snaps.
"No. Mine. It captured you perfectly." T retorts with another shit eating grin. "Uma's gonna love it."
"I will come back there and end you."
"You set foot back on this shit hole I'll end you." T shoots back, with a concerning amount of conviction.
"Jay, ya be ah wantin' me ta be ah tellin' Deez 'bout your lord o' the feels?" Harry asks.
He blushes, groaning when another flash goes off. "Go for it man." He grins when David slings an arm around his shoulders.
He honestly wanted everyone to know about David. David and Nani, but he didn't want to overload how amazing they were doing here while the rest of them were stuck there.
It seemed shitty.
But out of everyone, he knew Harry, Uma, and Gil would probably enjoy getting to talk with David, and even Deez would have a hard time not opening up to him.
He was pretty sure Deez would think David also had a kind of magic. Like the magic she said she saw in certain places around the Isle.
"Ya be ah mindin' ah picture together then? Since T be ah goin' flash batty."
"T." Evie titters, "You better give me some warning." She threatens dangerously as she checks her makeup in the mirror.
"I value my life, thanks."
He narrows his eyes at the grin in T's tone.
Little liar.
Unless he was starting too-
But seriously, selfies with a waking up Maleficent had him doubting it.
"C, you mind? Deez and Gil would both love one of you."
"Oh, uh, sure- Wait!" He bends to grab Dude, "I forgot to introduce Dude! Gil and Deez are gonna love him."
"Pup, I think ya be havin' a pup in yer hands."
He chuckles at Harry's wide eyed surprise. Of course Harry would be surprised by that.
One of his teasingly favorite pastimes had been sneaking up behind Carlos and barking, once upon a time.
It had been years since the last time, or at least since the last time he'd heard about it.
It was nice to see Harry smile at Carlos' victory in befriending a dog. Like he understood despite his douchebaggery through the years.
But it was nicer still to see Carlos beam back proudly.
"Yeah! He's my friend!" Carlos pulls the furry dog to his chest, "Ben helped me get to know him so I wouldn't be afraid anymore. And he's not even vicious at all. And Evie makes him jackets so we can match."
"Huh." T looks to the prince, before he turns back to Carlos. The screen goes white when Dude starts licking Carlos's cheek as he giggles happily.
"Hey I wasn't ready." Carlos pouts as he pulls Dude closer to his chest.
"Candids are the best." T shrugs, already shaking the photo.
"Selfies are the best." Evie corrects with a stern smile.
"Agreed!" Senior calls from the background.
Huh… He blinks. Getting commentary from Senior was just...Disturbing
As was his agreement. With anything.
Evie eyes widen as she turns to him, "Did the God just agree with me?" She whispers in concern.
"Sounded like it," He wraps an arm around her protectively. "But you might wanna smile be-"
White flash.
"T! What did I say!" Evie stamps her foot.
"It slipped." T responds with unrepentant amusement.
Yep. He knew he knew better.
Fucking T.
He shakes his head as he takes a half step back to continue to watch his pack talk and yell at T. It was a relief in many ways.
As if this was proof that some things never changed. T had obviously gone through a lot of shit, but watching the way he teased and irritated the others made him smile.
And getting to finally admit to Harry that he valued- no- that he loved him like a brother was a weight off his chest. He hadn't realized how scared he'd been he'd never get a chance to say it.
Which was weird since he was also scared of getting sent back still.
It was like his brain was just being super mean to him. Was just constantly shoving all the worst things that could happen in his face like they were already reality.
Was that what counselling was supposed to help with? Help him shut off the voice that made him feel unworthy and terrified of everything that could go wrong?
He smiles when he feels a hand on his shoulder.
Of course David would leave the excitement to check on him.
He blinks. Was that something that made him a great counsellor-
Or was this part of why the man wanted him to join his and Nani's family?
"Brah," David smiles, "You've collected one hellova Ohana here."
"You haven't even met three of them." He grins.
"I'm looking forward to it. It's amazing. All of you are. You really know how to pick them brah. You should be proud of yourself." David continues as he squeezes his shoulder.
He furrows his brow as he turns back to the group, watching Carlos flip through pictures on his phone before shoving them into the camera while Harry and T were wide eyed and stumbling over themselves to ask questions.
"Ya know David, I think I am." He chuckles as he looks back to catch David's small smile, "I was so afraid we were going to have to talk to our parents, but this-" He presses a hand to his chest, "Brah, I think I actually feel better. Like I can breath again." He looks back to him, "I mean I'm still worried. But, you were right, they're okay. They're taking care of each other."
David beams down at him with soft eyes, "I'm glad this is what it happened too. You deserved this so much more than talking to your birth parents." He squeezes his shoulder again. "And not gonna lie brah, I'm relieved to hear that yer breathing better. I know how worried you've been for the rest of your Ohana. And this was certainly a pleasant surprise." He chuckles. "Told you if Harry was anything like you they would be."
"You also told me you were good," He chuckles, "so I'm glad I listened."
"That makes two of us." David slings an arm over his shoulder and pulls him closer.
Oh yeah.
This was so much better than the family time he'd been expecting.
Was it because he was actually spending it with people he considered family instead of his own brooding and uncaring father?
The man that hung on Maleficent's every word and wanted nothing more in the world than to find a lamp since he was cut off from his own?
What a way to end such a shitty fucking day.
He wraps his arms tight around David, "Thanks for being here," He clears his throat, "For always being here when we need you, I need you."
"Of course brah." David squeezes him. "That's what ohanas are for. Real ohanas."
Real ohanas-
He liked the sound of that.
Liked the sound and wanted it for not only himself and his pack, but for everyone on the Isle that deserved to be a part of something this amazing.
Family.
What up Bitches!
We're baaaaaaaaaaack!
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I know. I know.
3 chapters covering the same event?
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