Hey Descendants!
Sorry this is getting out so late. It's been a day.
I'm currently covered in mashed pumpkin, I think it's even in my hair!
Worth it. I can change later.
Twisted and I, other than the occasional interruption from Baby Becca, have been working our asses off today, and now we just want to write.
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Lots of Love,
-Dark-
Ugh.
She so didn't want to do this.
But she so had to.
If Fairy Godmother was serious about adopting her-
Which she really seemed to be. For whatever the fuck reason- She couldn't just go in without talking to Jane. As much as a bitch as she could be, even she had her lines.
She wasn't about to strain Jane and Janice's relationship more than it already was.
Which how dumb by the way.
Jane would look just fine with a few beauty products and doing something with that limp hair of hers.
Hadn't Evie already given her tips? What had been the point of helping her out with her wardrobe?
Ugh.
She had felt bad about trying to use Jane to get close to Janice.
To the wand.
Didn't it count that she'd had a change of heart?
Didn't it matter that she'd been trying to make up for all the mean girl things she said?
What a pain in the ass.
Where the fuck was she anyway?
It felt weird. Hunting someone down like this.
She felt like an idiot for not saving Jane's number in her phone.
She takes a deep breath and sighs.
Fuck it.
She leans against the wall and pulls out her phone.
Hey, do you have Jane's number?
-M
Sure.
Trying to talk to her?
-B
She rolls her eyes. No. She just wanted to do this for fun.
Yeah…
-M
She sighs when she gets the number.
Good luck.
-B
Yeah, yeah.
See you later.
-M
She sighs as her thumb hovers over the number.
Mother damn it.
Why the fuck was everything about this so stupidly fucking hard? She lets her head hit the wall.
Dumb.
What the fuck was it about Auradon that she'd lost her confidence?
On the Isle-
On the Isle she wouldn't have to deal with bull shit like this. She scoffs.
Ugh.
She hated this. Hated it so fucking much. She sighs, but she wasn't a little bitch either. She hits the number before she presses on the message icon.
Only to stare at the blank screen.
Shit.
What the fuck was she supposed to start this.
She glares at her phone as if it were the perpetrator to her confused frustration.
She's not sure how much time passes before she says fuck it, but she knows it's longer than she cared to admit.
Sup.
We need to talk.
I'm assuming you
know about what.
-Mal
She growls after five minutes of staring at her phone like an ass hole before she shoves her phone in her pocket and walks off, more annoyed and irritated.
What the fuck had she been thinking?
Fucking dumb.
She seethes as she heads to her dorm, pausing when her phone vibrates halfway there and pulls it out.
I've just finished practice.
And yeah, I think I know.
I'm heading back to my room.
Where should we talk?
-Jane
Her eyes narrow.
Great fucking question.
She sighs.
Wherever you're
comfortable I guess…
-M
Might as well give the mousey girl the advantage.
Oh.
Well, we could meet in my room.
I just need a shower first.
If that's okay.
-Jane
K
Just like text me
when you're done
Or whatever.
-M
Great.
More fucking waiting.
Wonder-fucking-ful.
She groans as she finishes her way to her room, glad Evie wasn't in the room when she winces at how loud she'd shut-
Okay more like slammed,
-the door.
She takes a deep breath as she walks over and launches herself on the bed and stares at the wall.
Everyone else was so fucking excited about the people adopting them.
David and Nani were like, surprisingly perfect for Jay.
Hiro and Lilo were fucking boss- would probably overwhelm Carlos in ways the pup had never expected- but were still boss.
Evie was fucking psyched Snow- Fucking Snow of all people, wanted to adopt her- And fucking Dizzy.
But she honestly wasn't certain how she felt about the prospect of being adopted by Fairy Godmother.
The woman was…
Overbearing.
Disturbingly optimistic.
Anti-magic-
Which what the fuck?
Against magic?
She was still trying to get the hang of how magic worked.
And honestly, she was really enjoying it.
Magic felt, right.
She rolls her eyes.
Back to Janice.
She groans, the woman loved her fucking rules too.
And was a self-proclaimed stickler for curfews.
She grimaces as she turns to her back to study the ceiling.
Ugh. She sighs.
What the fuck was she supposed to do with that?
Even her own daughter didn't seem to like her.
She jumps when her phone vibrates again.
Sorry.
Ready.
-Jane
Well, that made one of them.
Yeah.
Heading over now.
-M
She takes way longer than necessary to pull herself out of the bed before she drags ass to walk down the hall.
Takes the stairs one at a time.
Stares at the door of Jane's floor like it was holding back a nightmarish spider.
Opens it at a snail's pace before she heads to the right room like she was marching to a dirge.
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as her lungs seem to compress when she stands in front of the open door.
Great.
She sighs as she knocks on the frame. "Sup." She greets, hoping she didn't look like she felt.
"Oh!" Jane spins in place to stare at her in horror, much like she had the first time they'd spoken in the girl's bathroom.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
"Um, come in?"
She barely nods as she takes the invitation and leans against the wall and crosses her arms doing her best to not look directly at the girl.
This was uncomfortable enough without intimidating her.
"Um, look, I um. I know I said some um, some pretty not nice things-"
She lifts her brow as she waves it off, "I've heard worse."
"I just," Jane drops her gaze to her wringing hands, "I've never been like, popular before, and certainly not like, prince and princess popular."
She sighs. "Don't really seem the spotlight type." She eyes the girl.
Jane sighs as she drops her hands to her side, "Because I'm ugly, yeah, I get it. But it was so nice to feel important, even if it was just because magic made me prettier."
She could kick herself.
"You're not ugly. You just dress frumpy and like don't take care of your hair." She shakes her head. "Seriously, you'd look great if it wasn't so lackluster and limp. You didn't dress like your mom, and didn't wear her makeup- Didn't we talk about this?"
Jane frowns as she looks away, awkwardly rubbing at one arm, "Well, yeah, we did. But, but I was afraid you guys had just done that to steal my necklace, and then Audrey and Chad said you guys were only pretending to be my friends and-" She sighs, "And I didn't know what to think anymore."
"You're very suggestible." She states bluntly.
"Easy to manipulate, that's what Chad said." Jane frowns, "He said that was the only reason you guys even pretended to care."
"And now that you know we didn't steal your shit?"
"I mean, I know you didn't take it-"
"So what other fucking reason would we have to help you exactly?"
"I don't know." Jane stamps her foot, "And that's the problem. Why would you guys be nice to me?"
She takes a deep breath as she looks around the room.
One bed.
No personality.
Not even a picture on the wall.
She didn't have a roommate.
"Do you have friends?"
Jane's face flushes, "Well, I mean I have," Her arms cross over her chest as she takes a half step back, "I have people I like hanging out with."
She frowns as something tugs at her heart.
"I, I don't think people like hanging out with the headmistress's daughter."
She tilts her head to the side. "Why? I was the daughter of the Isle's leader and people tripped over themselves to win my favor."
Jane grimaces, "Well yeah, you're you. I'm just, me."
"And I'm a bitch. With bare minimum social skills. And a shit-tastic attitude. Even by Isle standards."
"And I think there's a difference between leader and headmistress."
Her eyes narrow, "S'not like anyone got preferential treatment for being part of my gang. They were just too scared to piss me off."
Jane rolls her eyes, "And I so look like someone people are scared to piss off. I'd be surprised if most people even noticed me."
"And you like, want to be noticed?" She asks skeptically as she eyes the other girl over.
"Yes. I don't want to be the school mascot forever. I don't want to serve punch at all the dances. I just, I just want to be, ya know, like everyone else coming to school."
"And what's stopping you is…" She asks with a raised eyebrow.
"Well, nothing anymore. I'm popular with Audrey and Chad's groups," Jane sighs, "I just-"
"Are too smart to enjoy their company?"
Jane blinks, "You think I'm smart?"
"Don't think you're stupid. I've seen your grades."
"I'd still rather be pretty." Jane frowns.
"You are pretty. With or without long-" She groans, "Mother-" She lifts her eyebrow, "Stay." She snaps, before she marches to the girl's closet.
Her eyes sweep over the clothes before she starts pushing through them.
Son of a fucking bitch.
Where were the clothes they'd gotten her-
She rolls her eyes.
Of fucking course they were shoved to the back.
She quickly looks them over before she picks out an outfit made up of a mixture of some of the clothes they'd bought together and Jane's usual attire.
She wasn't fucking Evie by any means, but even she could at least figure out basics.
Starting Jane out with straight VK style had probably been too much for the HK anyway.
She throws them over her arm before she storms out and takes Jane's wrist, ignoring the small mouse-like squeak, "Come on." She pulls the other girl with her easily, kicking her door shut behind them.
"Where, where are we going?"
"My room." She explains shortly as she all but drags the girl.
"W-why?"
"Cause you're being ridiculous." She huffs as she leads her up the stairs. "Your problem isn't your damn looks." She pulls Jane into her room before she shuts the door and pulls her to the bathroom.
"Um, look, before you get angrier with me, I was trying to say sorry."
"I'm not angry with you, and I don't know what to do with your apology."
Jane furrows her brow as she wraps herself in a hug, "Accept it?"
She blinks, "Kay." She shrugs before she knocks the toilet seat down. "Sit."
Jane immediately sits, "I mean, you don't have to. I know it was mean, after all the nice things you and Evie-"
"Stop." She sighs. "Just stop. I really don't care, it was just mold on the crust of an already shitty day." She shrugs as she looks over the vanity and pulls what she needs off the counter before plugging in Evie's blow dryer and curler.
Jane blinks up at her uncertainly, "But, isn't that what you wanted to talk about?"
"Not really, no." She grabs the makeup bag before she kneels in front of her. "Now shut your eyes."
"Wait-" Jane leans back as she looks around wildly, like a cornered animal looking for an escape.
"Just do it." She huffs. "And sit still."
Jane takes a deep breath before she sits up straighter and closes her eyes.
She rolls her eyes.
Seriously? She shakes her head.
"What did you want to talk about then?"
"How susceptible you are to assholes." She frowns as she starts applying makeup to the other girl's face.
Evie would fucking slaughter her for doing makeup before hair. But eh.
"And how impressionable you are with idiots."
Jane frowns, "You wouldn't understand. You're awesome."
"And it took fuckin' work." She sighs, silently thanking Evie for being a freak through the years.
"No, I mean, sure, you're beautiful and smart, but you're also cool and like, don't care what others think about you-"
"Exactly." She huffs. "I don't give a fuck about what people think unless I give a shit about them. Fuck everyone else."
Jane's face falls as she stares up at her, "Is that why you don't care about what I said?"
She frowns. "Why do you think I undid your hair? I've heard worse, sure, but it-" Ugh. "still fucking stung coming from you. Now purse your lips." She rolls her eyes when she does it before she applies a dark lipstick.
Mother help her.
This girl would've been ripped apart.
Who the fuck just rolled over like this? Even Carlos had some sort of backbone. This was just- Her eyes narrow- frustrating? Yeah, that felt right.
Frustrating and sad.
"I'm sorry."
"Will you stop that?"
"No Mal, I mean it. I, I didn't think it would hurt, even just sting. I just, I really thought you'd just been playing me. Or using me. But I can't think of why you'd use me, and believe me I've been trying to figure it out since Chad and Audrey said it."
"Good." She frowns, "Now look up."
"Do, do you think we can still be friends?"
"I mean-" She sighs, "I wouldn't hate it."
Jane smiles before she looks up.
Her lips twitch into a small smile as she applies black eyeliner.
"I was afraid of how hard it would be to-" Jane blinks, "Oh, that must have been what you wanted to talk about, my mother adopting you."
She pauses, "Close your eyes." She frowns, "And yeah. I did."
Jane nods before she closes her eyes, "When she told me I wasn't sure what to do-"
"That makes two of us." She grumbles as she blends black with a dark blue eyeshadow.
"But I um, I've always wanted a sister."
She nods before she pours some of Evie's hair product in her hand and applies it as gently as she can through Jane's hair. "I'm not E."
Jane snorts, "Yeah, I kind of noticed that."
She can't help her own snort before she switches on the blow dryer and straightens the other girl's hair with a brush.
She was going to need to fix this low esteem bull shit.
It was grating.
And stupid.
Their peers should be stumbling over themselves to be Jane's friend. Over three-quarters of them had no magical roots in a land of magic.
It was dumb.
She pulls the plug out of the outlet before she picks up the curler and starts styling the girl's hair.
"Mom said it was up to you how much you wanted to be involved in the family, but um, after this conversation especially, I really think I'd like having you as a sister."
Huh.
She frowns. "You are in desperate need of better role models." She bites her lip, "Not sure I'm like the best, but I know for damn sure I'm better than them."
Jane sighs, "You're so confident."
"Most of the time." She agrees easily before she drops the curler by the sink and grabs the girl's wrist again. "Come on," She pulls back into her room.
"So, you're okay with being adopted by my mom too?"
"Honestly?" She runs a hand through her hair, "I don't know how the fuck to feel about it."
It's not like she'd done her actual daughter any favors but still-
"Better than my mother." She shrugs, "Now go put this shit on." She shoves her behind Evie's changing panels before she goes and plops on her bed.
"I guess that's fair." Jane says as fabric rustles on the other side of the screen, "I mean, my mom is a huge stickler of education first and beauty within. And she's about learning to use our magical powers in useful, constructive ways. Like meaningful instead of superficial. And she totally doesn't understand popularity and boys. But, she can sometimes be pretty cool."
She frowns as she falls to her back and stares at the ceiling.
Joy. She sighs.
"She says the kind of stuff you're telling me." Jane sighs as she walks into view.
Without actually helping though.
She frowns as she pulls herself off the bed and walks over to Evie's sewing shit to pick up a pair of scissors before she walks over to Jane. "Don't move."
Jane's eyes widen slightly before she looks down at her outfit, "Really?"
"Definitely." She states with confidence before she starts cutting at the old-fashioned lace until it was actually stylish, but leaves the pink bow at her neck untouched.
She steps back to admire her word before she frowns, "You need to go with darker blues and deeper pinks."
"Why?" Jane asks as she looks down with a frown.
"You look washed out." She shrugs. "That's what we should've picked up for you." She places the scissors back exactly where she found them.
Evie was such a psycho sometimes.
She sighs.
Maybe Hiro was on to something…
She turns back to Jane, leaning against the table as she crosses her arms. "We went too hard too fast." She tilts her chin to the floor-length mirror.
"I don't understand." Jane blinks a couple of times before she turns to look into the mirror. "Wow. Cutting the lace does make the shirt look better." She sighs as she looks at the small pile of scraps on the ground, "Maybe my problem is that I like frumpy stuff, and I don't know how to make it cool." She frowns as she twists and turns to see her reflection.
"Eh." Mal shrugs, "Everyone has their own style- Your problem is you don't own that shit- Though let's be honest- Your clothes all look like they belong to a grandmother- Probably why you're not confident in it. But you look great in that shirt now that it's been altered to actually look like a teen should wear it. Ally loves pink and lace too and she always wears that shit with pride."
Jane sighs, "Ally's also pretty no matter how she wears her hair or if she wears makeup."
She rolls her eyes. "One minute." She frowns, "Stay," She walks into the bathroom and preps bleach and hair dye before she walks out and pulls the chair from the desk to put in the center of the room. "Sit."
"You could just do all this with magic." Jane frowns.
"And you could stop listening to every order I bark out- But neither seems to be happening so sit your ass down."
Jane blinks before she sits. "You're kinda scary when you're aggressively nice. So sitting seems safer."
She rolls her eyes before she walks over and separates a small chunk of her hair, throwing the hair around it in clips. "Safer is part of your problem."
"What does that mean?" Jane twists in the seat to look up at her.
"That you're too scared to stand up for yourself." She slathers the bleach into the chunk until it's saturated. "You're letting me dye your hair without permission for fucks sake."
"Oh, I didn't think about that." Jane furrows her brow, "But I doubt she can be upset that we spent some time like, talking after what happened, so I doubt I'll get in trouble."
She groans. "Your mother would be pissed over you dying your hair?"
"I don't know, I've never asked. But she does encourage me to try new things and find myself, so-" Jane shrugs.
"You know, my-" Fuck her. "Friend T lived by the saying, better to seek forgiveness than permission. I can't believe I'm fuckin' sayin' this-" She groans before she walks over to snatch her mother's spellbook and flips through it stopping when she finds what she's looking for, "But you should at least take a chapter from his book. Fuck, a page. At least a sentence." She returns to magic the dyes.
"See, you just used magic-"
"So can you." She rolls her eyes.
Jane's mouth opens as if she were about to argue before she slowly closes it.
"Yeah, fae blood. Chew on that while the bleach sets."
Jane purses her lips as she settles back against the chair.
She's concerned when Jane stays silent through the rinsing and application of the dyes.
"Okay that does it-" She frowns as she pokes her head. "Did I break you?"
"What-" Jane blinks as she looks up, "Oh, no, I was just thinking about the things you've said."
"Good." She nods. "You should. You're being ridiculous. One nasty comment shouldn't have you spiraling."
"It wasn't just one comment, just one comment from you." Jane frowns, "My other features are talked about a lot."
She growls her eyes flashing neon, "Well fuck them." She frowns. "Do you really give that much of a fuck about what people who don't know you, or care about you, think?"
Jane shrinks back, "I wish I could say no, but I do."
She stares at her incredulously, "You know what-" She takes a deep breath before she shakes her head and swallows her anger, "We're gonna fix that."
Jane blinks up at her before she slowly relaxes, "You think I can stop caring?"
"In general," She snorts, "no, that takes years of practice- And no one should ever try that hard to be such a shit-tastic person. Caring what other people think, people who couldn't give two flying fucks about you? Yes."
"It would make things easier." Jane sighs before she looks back up, "So um, please don't be offended, but um, why do your eyes glow like that?"
"Fuck if I know," She shrugs, "They've always done that. They're just like, doin' it more often now- Which ya know, fun." She rolls her eyes. "Like people don't think I'm evil enough."
Jane frowns, "I, I don't think your evil. Scary sometimes," She quickly adds, "but not evil."
She watches Jane for a moment, "You're not just saying that cause you think I'll turn you into like a frog or something, are you?"
"No." Jane chuckles before her eyes widen, "Wait, can you do that?"
"I mean," She shrugs, "With the right spell either of us probably could.'
Jane chuckles again, "Well, with enough study and the right spell, but no." She tilts her head to the side, "though now I'm going to be working to keep you away from transfiguration spells."
"Ah," She mock pouts, "But Chad would look so good in green. Plus, small and slimy would match his personality."
Jane snorts before she covers her mouth with both hands, though it barely muffles the laughter.
She smirks, "Right?"
"Maybe, though he'd probably just call home to tell his father." Jane rolls her eyes.
"How do people not make fun of him for running to daddy?" She rolls her eyes. "Pussy."
Jane chuckles again before she tilts her head, "So, what colors did you use?"
"Yours." She shrugs.
"I have a color?"
She eyes the other girl, "Everyone who matters has a color. Think about it. Belle has yellow. The King has blue. Your mother is light pink and lighter blue. Fuck even Dopey has green and purple. Sure it was a bigger thing on the Isle, but seems there's at least one thing both have in common."
"Huh." Jane slowly nods her head, "Like you're purple and green. Evie is blue and red. So I'm like, pink and blue, but I should look into darker colors?"
"At least with blue. The pink's probably fine." She crosses her arms. "Goes with your personality." She sighs.
"Oh good." Jane sighs in relief. "I really like my pink sapphire earrings and necklace."
"You know," She frowns, "If you really don't like something, you should tell people to fuck off. Politely if you must. But seriously, saying no would do you a huge favor."
"But you're being so nice, and you're helping me look cooler." Jane points out with a small pout, "And I would have said something about really liking my pink if you'd wanted to change it, I just, I was glad I didn't have to."
She snorts, "You don't have to do shit someone tells you if you don't agree, ya know."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"No," Mal shakes her head, "Just like- start small, don't just think it."
"Mal," Jane holds up an only slightly shaking hand, "I said I'd keep it in mind."
She smiles, "See, was that so hard?"
"Yes."
She snorts. "Progress not-" She pauses before a growl leaves her.
No. Just no.
She refused.
She was so not quoting T on top of offering his stupid dumb-ass philosophy in one fucking day.
She'd rather eat worms.
Wear pink.
Never eat a fucking strawberry again. "Flawless."
"Huh," Jane smiles, "I like that." She nods, "Progress not flawless."
She nods, "Uh-huh." She agrees non-committedly.
Oh no. She frowns. She could already feel it.
The smugness.
That awful familiar enraging smugness.
"That's actually pretty-" Jane blushes, "The Isle uses that quote?" She asks in surprise.
"Oh, uh, I just kinda came up with it off the cuff."
"Oh." Jane blinks, "it's very positive."
There was no way to hide the surprise in her tone.
She closes her eyes before she looks back at Jane. "Yeah, well, I like to change it up sometimes." She shrugs.
Jane smiles, "Seems to be the theme this afternoon."
"Ain't it?" She takes a deep breath before she lets it out, "Now go rinse your hair."
"Okay." Jane grins before she hops up from the chair and runs into the bathroom.
She stares at the door.
Weird.
Everything about the last few hours- This definitely wasn't how she expected shit to play out after she signed all those documents.
She still wasn't sure how she felt about Fairy Godmother.
But- She shrugs, it was still, nice? To feel wanted.
And her concerns about Jane?
It didn't take nearly as much effort as she thought it would to like the girl.
If anything, after this afternoon she felt protective.
She frowns, seemed she was going to spend the next couple of weeks putting people in their place if this adoption actually went through-
Maybe even if it didn't.
Jane wasn't just lacking in esteem. She was lacking in people who gave a shit about her too.
She knew from experience that type of loneliness sucked.
Up until being shipped here, she had been unsure where her pack's loyalties actually lied.
It had hurt.
Hurt and made her paranoid.
She rubs her temples.
Now it just made her feel fucking stupid for ever thinking that.
Okay, firstly, we get some of you aren't thrilled that the whole pack weren't adopted by the Kawanii Ohana- But hear me out.
These kids deserve parents that are best suited to them.
Jay was the first VK David met, and he'd been so openly vulnerable and concerned about his friends they'd left behind that he had a melt down over it. And that spoke volumes to David about his character. I know we've definitely shifted away from these characters OG selves, but the more Dark wrote him, the more the character grew in her head and I agreed that it was a natural progression especially with how low-key protective and caring he was about his gang in the movies. And lets be honest he didn't have a lot of screen time or character development in them. So, she nurtured him and thought long and hard how he would act to situations and this is how he ended up. There's so much potential here for Jay to end up being a councilor if that's the path we decide to take him down. Hence him being adopted by them.
Hiro and Lilo just made the most sense for Carlos. (Another of Dark's mains and one she writes fabulously in my not so humble opinion.) Hiro and Carlos were a match made in tech nerd heaven. They're both brilliant. They both love learning. They're both curious in different ways. Which and of itself was a 'duh' for us. Add to that Hiro and Lilo's confidence to walk to their beat and it's exactly what Carlos needs. He's so scared to ever voice an opinion and so so so very skeptical of himself, so he needs people that encourage and nurture that part of him. It's not like the potential isn't there, even in the movies he stood up to his mother during the vid chat. He just needs a push in the right direction.
Snow just made sense for E. She seemed to be like an 'E!' entertainer *narrows eyes thoughtfully* host? Eh. Whatever, in the movie and spoke about Evie's dress highly and yeah we gave her more back ground, but it wasn't like there was much to work with in the movies in the first place. But, there was enough to work with for it to make sense she was like a leader in fashion. And it's fucking Evie. We couldn't think of anyone more perfect for her after that ball rolled. Not to mention that EQs abuse was so subtle, but hard core fucked up psychalogically and no one would relate to that more than Snow. For us it was just like a 2+2=4 type of deal.
Janice adopting Mal was… Not the easiest. However, out of all of them she's the most prominent with magic and had more of a proclivity to it. Janice is like the Billy Bad Ass of magic in the movies. Mal is a half fairy. So is Jane. Is it perfect? By no means. But not every relationship is. However Janice's soft positively optimistic mind set is also exactly what Mal needs. It's not going to ever truly change Mal. She's always going to be the snarky sarcastic bitch we love, but theres the potentila for a lot of growth there too. And we can't leave out Jane. Girl has about as much self esteem as Carlos, and if anyone is going to stomp that outta her it's Mal. Even if it's just a facade Mal has that shit on lock. We're not exactly why the movie shipped Carlos and Jane, but once we thought about it we warmed up to the ship. So, yeah it might seem wonky, but it's exactly what the three of them need. Janice needs the rod shoved up her ass shortened. Mal needs to not be suspicious of everything. And Jane needs to gods damn grow a pair, and they never explained exactly how the fuck she'd ended up with them in the movies. It was a three for one…
Even if Mal can't see it and it's hard to understand why we did this on the surface.
Still watching Mal be so, upset and confused as to why Janice was the one to step up to adopt her, and even jealous of the other's new parents- Which totes understandable. I'd be low-key jealous too if that's who I ended up with. But this story is all about growth and it just kinda clicked for us.
And I mean sure, every story is about character growth, that's kinda the whole point- But I'd like to think (hopefully and with much uncertainty but def our goal) we're taking it at least a bit, to the next level… But that might be, I dunno, arrogant? So, yeah…
ANYWAYS,
Awkward Mal, is fucking awkward.
Like T level awkward…
Then again you hate in others what you hate in yourself, and when you point a finger you've got three more pointing at you.. And shit like that… Or something? Fuck I ended up in a mood, didn't I?
But, yeah. Such is life.
Mal's thoughts and texts to Jane were just LoLz.
And yet another Side Note; As Mal's main I definitely have a love hate relationship with her. It's a balancing act of Pure unadulterated Confidence, Explosive Anger, and Sea worth of uncertainty of self. AKA a genuine teenager. Out of all the OG characters from the movies Mal's character was equal parts immature and mercurial. And I personally wasn't the biggest fan. Like she's a bitch, but not my kinda a bitch, ya know?
Right. Back to the task at hand.
Ah hem.
Mal was all over the fucking place in this chapter.
Like all over the place.
It was different writing her like this, but I think it fit with her personality.
Aggressively nice.
It suits her, doesn't it?
It's been a while since we've had Jane on screen like this, but if she'd going to end up being Carlo's ship, we needed to start doing something with her and since Mal's going to be her sister it just made sense.
But, how did you like the sister moment?
And Mal's confusion?
It was interesting to write.
How was it to read?
And fuck Mal, breathe, you already admitted you cared about T like a month ago, god forbid you acknowledge it to a girl who has 0 fucking context. Watch, now fucking Flawless not Progress is gonna be on every fucking wall when Jane quotes that to her mother… What were you thinking?
Fave Quote;
"And you could stop listening to every order I bark out- But neither seems to be happening so sit your ass down."- Mal
What's yours?
Much love and appreciation,
-Twisted-