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Chapter 14: Engagement Party
Hazel's POV:
"O' come 'n now lass, 're ya really gonna let some snooty royals get ya down?", Harry asks as a way ta try and cheer me up. Which is realll nice of him and all, but not exactly HELPFUL, in this situation. As soon as this, engagement party starts, everyone here's gonna know what I am. "It's not the, 'snooty royals', that I'm worried about.", I admit. It takes a minute for him ta get it, but a look of understandin' flashes across his face. I dramatically roll my eyes. I'm really just, stallin', at this point honestly. Before I go paradin' around the Isle in a, *insert puke noise here, elegant gown and crown, I have ta tell him. The thought of tellin' him is probably the closest I'll ever get ta callin' somethin', scary. "Aye, ya're worried 'bout wha' tha crew'll say when they find out ya're from Boradon 'ren't ya?", Harry asks me. Well, he's not COMPLETELY wrong. I nod my head. I have a feelin' this is NOT gonna be fun. "But that's not, all.", I breathe out. He quirks his brow at me. I take a step back, and swallow. "I'm more worried about what ya will think.", I start off. That's a good startin' point right? I FEEL like it is. I mean, I can't exactly DROP a truth bomb on him. Okay I coulddd, and seein' his shook expression would be HILARIOUS, but I SHOULD be more tactful with this. I can't risk losin' him again, I'm finally startin' ta get him back. He's ta important ta me, I have ta get this right. "Wha're ya 'n 'bout lass? I 'ready know ya're from Boradon, 'nd I've come ta terms with it.", Harry points out. Ya well OBVIOUSLY if ya were willin' ta yeet me ta the side for whatever 'pretty' AURADON chick ya thought was gonna come yare way. Then ya CLEARLY don't have an issue with fuckin' someone from across the water.
Harry's POV:
"I don't mean about me bein' 'from' Auradon, Harry.", tha lass says. Then wha's she- O'. "Ya're talkin' 'bout yare parent 'ren't ya?", I ask 'er. She doesn' say anythin', she doesn' e'en make eye contact with meh. Tha' must be it then. "I don' care.", I say with a shrug. Tha lass furrows 'er brows. "What EXACTLY, do ya mean by that?", she asks. I have ta clarify wha' I meant? I thought I was pretty bloody clear 'bout it. "Can I as least go inta more detail as I get ready? If Uma 'erself came 'ere ta make sure I'm there 'n time tha' means I can' be late.", I 'nform 'er. She rolls 'er eyes. "Yeah sure, if it's THAT important ta ya. NOW, explain.", Hazel brushes off. I let out a snort as I pad o'er ta me closet, she trails afta meh. "Wha' I mean is, I don' care who raised ya. Tha' doesn' change me opinion 'bout ya. Who was it anyway hmm, Tinkerbell, Wendy, Wendy's daughter Jane, one o' Tinkerbell's fairy friends? I'm 'ssumin' yare adoptive mum is someone me Da doesn' like if ya're tha' worried 'bout it.", I ask 'er as I pull out some o' me best clothes. She steps ta side as I turn 'round 'nd toss me clothes onta me bed. "Not exactly.", she nervously laughs out. I fish out some socks 'nd fresh boxers from me dresser. "Who then? Come 'n, it's really not tha' big o' a deal I promise.", I prod. "It's-", she 'tarts ta say 'fore I have ta cut 'er off. "Wait! Would ya mind turnin' 'round 1st so I can get dressed?", I ask 'er. She rolls 'er eyes yet 'gain 'fore spinnin' 'round. "Ya know I've seen yare dick before, right?", she giggles out just as I 'tart changin'.
Hazel's POV:
"Don' ya mean sucked?", Harry jokes. I throw my head back, lettin' out a cackle. I have ta slap my hand over my eyes cause I wouldn't want him ta think I was, dare I say, sneakin' a PEEK lol. "So anyway, as ya were sayin'.", he says afta I finally stop laughin'. I sober up at THAT, remark. "My, adoptive mother, is Merida.", I admit. There's a moment of silence, that's realllyyy makin' me wann turn around ta catch his facial expression. "Like tha Queen o' DunBroch Merida?", he asks. I let out a sigh. Of course EVEN on the Isle he'd know exactly who my, 'mother', is. "Ya.", I shortly respond. Afta a moment of rustlin', I can tell he's dressed. "Sooo, ya're a Princess afta all.", he giggles. I whip around and GLARE at his smug face. "I'm NOT a Princess.", I snap. He grins at me before saunterin' over. I sweeaarrr he did this just so I couldn't FULLY enjoy how hot he looks right now. "O' but technically ya 're, ya.", he hums out before boopin' my nose. I swat his hand away. " 'nd now I FINALLY know how ta get under yare skin, lassy.", he laughs out. He is havin' WAY ta much fun with this. If he were anyone else, he'd be UNCONSCIOUS by now. "Are ya DONE yet?", I grumble. He thankfully has enough, sense, ta knock that grin off his face. "Just about.", he chirps. I surge forward and YANK him close ta me. "I'm not a, Princess. PUSH the 'technicalities' aside, and I'm what others would call a, 'poser' or a 'fake princess'. I don't have ANY royal blood, that I know of, and certainly not any blood relations ta the royal FAMILY of DunBroch. I'm not ONE of them, I'm not one of ANYONE. I don't know WHAT I am.", I rant. I let my eyes lower at my last statement before, steppin' back.
Harry's POV:
Maybe I shouldn' have teased 'er so much 'bout it.. I take a step 'orward, 'nd slip a finger under 'er chin ta lift it up. She let's meh 'nd our eyes meet. " 'ey, ya kno' exactly who ya 're. Ya don' need ta kno' yare past 'r lineage 'or tha'. We're all more than how 'nd who we were raised by right?", I manage ta say with a smile. She slightly smiles back at meh 'fore leanin' up ta smash 'er lips 'gainst mine. Me eyes widen 'n shock, e'en tho much more shockin' thin's have happened as o' late. I 'nstinctively grab 'er waist 'nd pull 'er 'n closer. I kiss 'er back. There really is no point 'n fightin' this, it's tha 1 fight I KNOW I won' win. Ugh, I hate how soft she makes meh. As soon as she moans inta me mouth I know she's won 'nd I have an 'nstant boner. I pull 'way, 'nd she lets out a needy whine. Oh Gods, she'll be tha death o' meh 'or sure. "We'll be late if we keep this up.", I pant out. "I can freeze time if ya'd like.", tha lass 'mediately offers. Now this time I'm RIGHTLY shocked. "Ya can freeze time? E'en while bein' here?", I sputter out. She giggles. "Pretty much, I froze and rewound time earlier when we were still in bed. I wanted ta see what Mal was up ta. Which by tha way, they brought Mal's good ol' daddy dearest, over ta save Princess Entitlement. UNFORTUNATELY, her annoyin' self survived.", she cooly replies. Ya're kiddin', she can rewind time ta, as she's spyin' 'n other people, all while bein' 'nside tha barrier? Tha lass is a bloody juggernaut. "Ya really 're somethin' special, ya know tha'?", I chuckle. She smiles at meh 'fore pullin' meh ta tha bed. "Lass I 'ready told ya we'll be late if-", I 'tart protestin' before she shushes meh. I shoot 'er a dirty look as I sink down onta tha edge o' me bed.
Hazel's POV:
I can't believe Harry really doesn't care that I'm, ya know. I shouldn't ACTUALLY be ta surprised, sooner or later he was bound ta be okay with it. Makes perfect sense that it's sooner since ya know, he's apparently OKAY with Princesses now. "What's with the dirty look Hooky, do ya WANT me ta get dressed, or not?", I ask as I tilt my head ta the side. "How're ya gonna manage tha' if-", he starts ta ask before I make my eyes flash red. Afta he shuts his trap, I take a couple steps back. I SNAP my fingers, and with a poof of red smoke and glitter, I'm ready. I decide ta go with my version of formal, a floor length short sleeved red dress, that HAPPENS ta be see through. With red rose petals on the outside of the dress coverin' my tiddies, ass, and p*ssy so they're not on view for the WORLD. Sorry but, had ta censor the word p*ssy cause the author's not COMFORTABLE with the word in that context. Pftt, the author's a pussy lol. ANYWAY, there's also some rose petals on the bottom of the dress with a few travelin' upwards ta tie it all together and stuff. For shoes I went with some shiny strappy red high heels, that have some shiny red leaves on top of them. Then of course there's the crown, it's gold with red jewels, 'mother' let me pick it out myself. For makeup it's red eyeshadow with a red glittery lip, and I leave my eyes red. I didn't really fuck with my hair, left it down as usual. Afta I'm done, I turn my attention ta Harry to gauge his reaction. He looks like his brain is bufferin', so I'll give him a SECOND. Okay, second's up. "So what do ya think? Is this what ya were expectin' Mistah Pirate?", I ask him.
Harry's POV:
I knew tha lass was gonna deck 'erself out 'n some princessy getup, but I didn' expect 'er ta 'till find a way ta dress slutty. Not tha' I'M complainin' o' course, I'd have ta be clinically insane ta disapprove o' somethin' so perfect. I rise ta me feet, 'nd with a flourish o' course, bow ta 'er. "Ya look beautiful yare highness.", I compliment. She clenches 'er jaw at tha title. "Don't call me that.", she bites back. I straighten up 'nd grab 'er hand, placin' a kiss 'n tha back o' it. "At tha end o' tha end ya're a Princess, by blood 'r not, own up ta it. It gets under yare skin 'n a way other stuff doesn', I know, plenty o' stuff affects meh tha' way ta. I've learned it's somethin' ya can' really run 'way from. 'sides, ya make a much better Princess than those stuffy fucks anyway.", I tell 'er. She chuckles 'fore pullin' 'er hand 'way. "Come on Hooky, let's go before all the good places ta stand are TAKEN.", she says while gesturin' 'or meh ta follow 'er. She throws tha door ta me room open 'fore glidin' down tha hallway. "Uma has spots reserved 'or us I'm sure.", I reply as we make our way inta tha livin' room. I look 'round 'or Uncle Smee 'nd tha twins, 'nd find a note 'n tha table. "A spot for YA yah, doubt she'd think ta save 1 for me.", tha lass giggles. I wave tha note from Uncle Smee 'n tha air, catchin' 'er attention. She hops o'er ta meh 'nd 'ttempts ta snatch tha note out o' me hand. I yank me arm back at tha last second, laughin' at tha o'er exaggerated huff she lets out. She could've easily taken it from meh if she really wanted ta, t'ink tha' 'ttempt was purely 'or 'er own 'musement.
Hazel's POV:
"Lemme take a, wild GUESS, here and assume that note's from yare Uncle.", I comment while glancin' at said paper. He nods his head. "Well ya guess right then lassie, him 'nd tha twins left early. So it looks like we're walkin' ta tha gatherin' by ourselves.", Harry tells me. It didn't ACTUALLY hit me that there was even a, possibility, that we'd be walkin' across town with his Uncle and cousins. I wonder if he's, disappointed, that his Uncle didn't WAIT for him? I decide ta check, but I don't SENSE any disappoint rollin' off him. "Great so we're NOT waitin' for anyone, got it. Let's get this, show, on the road ALREADY Hooky!", I sigh. He rolls his eyes but SHOVES me ta the door anyway. "Ya're tha 1 who was holdin' us up lass.", Harry retorts as we speed walk off his boat and onta the docks. "That's DEBATABLE, but if it would make ya feel better, I can freeze time then teleport us inta an alleyway near the party.", I offer. He IMMEDIATELY stops walkin' and grabs my arm, yankin' me back. He rakes his hand through his hair afta he DROPS my arm. "Why didn' ya offer ta teleport us there from tha beginnin'?", he groans out. I giggle at his exasperation, but shut up afta he shoots me a GLARE. I, muster, up the most innocent look POSSIBLE. "Well ya DIDN'T, ask.", I point out as I bat my eyelashes. "Well I'm askin' now lass.", he snaps. Well someone's TOUCHY. I salute him before snappin' my fingers, coatin' the world in a sparkly red tint. For SOME reason Harry looks kinda shook even though he, literally, asked for this just now. Maybe it's all the red that's throwin' him off? Weird, red's kinda part of his WHOLE aesthetic.
Harry's POV:
I spin 'round 'nd take 'n tha sight 'fore meh. It's like lookin' at tha world through red tinted glasses. Only difference is tinted glass don' make e'erythin' sparkle ta. I look down at meself 'nd notice I'm not red, neither is tha lass. "How come we're not tinted red ta?", I ask 'er. She basically looks at meh like I'm stupid 'fore bustin' out laughin'. I let out a huff. It's not tha' funny, I was askin' a serious question. "Sorry sweetie, it's just that, WE'RE not tinted red cause we're not frozen in time along with the rest of the world.", tha lass giggles out. 'ppose I shouldn' take 'er havin' a laugh at meh ta seriously, lass busts a gut at just 'bout e'erythin'. T'ink she's got a few screws loose upstairs honestly. She snaps 'er fingers 'gain 'nd we're enveloped 'n red smoke, a second later 'nd tha smoke clears. Our surroundin's have changed, 'nd it's not hard ta figure out tha' Hazel teleported us inta tha' nearby alley she was talkin' 'bout a minute 'go. 'nother snap then tha red tint 'nd sparkles disappears. "Okay, let's GO.", tha lass chirps 'fore snatchin' me hand up. I let 'er drag me all tha way ta where e'eryone's gathered. I speed up a bit ta walk 'n step with 'er afta' I see some o' tha looks people 're throwin' 'er way. I scan tha crowd 'or Uma's bright turquoise hair, but tha lass 'parently sets 'er eyes 'n 'er 'fore I do. Cause next thin' I know she's leadin' meh through tha crowd o' surprised villains 'nd vks. Soon we're standin' 'n front o' tha entire crew. I can' help but cast a nervous glance o'er at tha lass ta make sure she's holdin' up under e'eryone's stares. She's sportin' a blank look, wonder wha's goin' o' 'n tha' pretty lil head o' 'ers.
Hazel's POV:
Wow these fucks act like they've NEVER seen a, Princess, before. A female crew member steps up like she's just, ITCHIN', ta throw hands. "Bonny, don' e'en 'tart with yare shite.", Harry snaps. Aww look at HIM, attemptin' ta protect me or whatever he's doin'. He's, probably, tryin' ta protect the girl called Bonny considerin' how EASILY I could end her very existence right now. "You're kidding me right? This HAS to be a joke.", Desiree laughs out as she steps up beside Bonny. Our, fellow, crew members start whisperin' among themselves while NOT so discreetly pointin' at me. Ya're FROM the Isle, ya're pirates, stealth and discretion should be INGRAINED into yare soul by now for Gods sakes. So HOW are ya this, painfully, obvious. I really hope they're doin' that intentionally, because otherwise, that's just SAD. Uma quickly slides up and raises a hand to shut EVERYONE the fuck up before Harry or I could, comment. "You 2, come with me.", Uma says while waggin' her finger at Harry and me. I glance over at Harry and he gives me a short nod. So we trail afta Uma til we're mostly out of earshot from the crowd gathered around the HUGE flat screen that's bein', temporarily, provided by Auradon for the Engagement Party. Uma stops us before turnin' around and crossin' her arms, she quirks her brow. Harry looks nervous. I'm GUESSIN' this is somethin' Uma would need ta, immediately, know about. Well, something she THINKS she needs ta immediately know about. "Uma, I swear, I had just found out this mornin'. Ya know I would've-", he starts appologin' before brings her hand up once again.
Harry's POV:
Gods, Uma's probably gonna tear meh a new one. I brace meself 'or 'er wrath. "I know YOU would've Harry, but it WOULD'VE been nice if your little girlfriend gave me a heads up before showing up with a tiara.", Uma sighs out while rollin' 'er eyes. Oye, she's not me girlfriend! Least not yet tha' is, it's only a matter o' time 'fore she claims tha title. I'm 'bout ta object but tha lass jumps 'n o'er meh. "It's not somethin' I OPENLY, advertise.", she snaps. I rub me hand 'cross me face 'nd hold back a groan. Well it looks like denyin' she's me girlfriend is off tha table since she just GLAZED O'ER IT. I know 'er princessy status a sensitive topic she's JUST 'tarted workin' 'n bein' 'kay with, but did she have ta have a go at Uma o'er it? How Hazel has tha balls ta talk back ta Uma is beyond meh. She has magic sure, 'nd a talent 'or kickin' arse.. Ne'ermind I can see how. Uma get 'n tha lass's face, if she wasn' me captain I'd pull 'er back, but I don' have tha authority ta do so. She'd have me head if I e'en tried. "I wasn't asking you to 'openly advertise' it to the rest of the Isle. As the CAPTAIN of this crew I have the right to know EVERYTHING about EVERYONE who's in it. That INCLUDES when 1 of my crew members is lying about being a grubby orphan.", Uma says rather darkly if ya ask meh. Hazel narrows 'er eyes at 'er 'nd I have ta pray ta tha Gods tha' this won' end 'n bloodshed. "1ST off, ya don't get the right ta all of everyone's personal info just cause ya're in charge. 2ND, I wasn't lyin' about bein' an orphan, but I NEVER called myself 'grubby'.", tha lass 'torts.
Hazel's POV:
I'm THISSS close ta layin' Uma's ass out on the, concrete, but Harry meekly steps up beside us. "Tha lass was adopted by Queen Merida of DunBroch, she really doesn' know who 'er birth parents 're.", Harry explains as a way ta try and diffuse the situation. Ahh, he must be afraid I'll hurt his PRECIOUS Captain lol. As if I'd do that and RISK gettin' in, trouble, with him. Uma slightly steps back before sizin' me up. Hasn't she done that, enough, ALREADY? All of a sudden, cheers and trumpets can be heard from the flat screen across the, what would you call this um village square? I mean this isn't EXACTLY a village, but close enough. "We'll finish discussing this LATER.", Uma grumbles before grabbin' Harry's arm. She starts draggin' him back inta the crowd, I follow afta them. I walk on Harry's free side, slidin' my hand inta his. He doesn't object of course. We REJOIN our crew and, lucky for me, they're ta busy starin' at the flat screen ta shoot me any more weird looks. I turn my own attention tawards the screen and immediately roll my eyes. It's the happy couple wavin' at everyone as they all curtsy and bow and shit. THIS is what I had ta dress so formally for that was, mandatory? I swear Ben just did this ta screw with me, although Ben's ta much of a nice guy ta do that. Either Mal had a play in this, or it's COINCIDENTAL. Whatever, it's ta late ta ponder that NOW. Ben and Mal climb some stairs so they're lookin' down on everyone, that's always fun. Oh GODS, please don't tell me I have ta 'sit' through another Ben speech. Those are soooo BORIN'.
Harry's POV:
Oh great we got up early just ta listen ta Ben get all mushy o'er Mal, cause tha's EXACTLY how I wanted ta spend me day ya. He better hurry up 'nd get this o'er with, 'less his goal is ta bore us all ta death. Oh good e'eryone's toastin' ta Mal, wow ne'er thought tha' thought would e'er cross me mind. If they're toastin' tha' means Ben done talkin' right? Please tell meh I'm right. O 'OR FUCKS SAKES DON' EGG MAL 'N TA MAKE A SPEECH! I don' know how much more o' this torture I'll be able ta take. As if tha lass can sense I'm discomfort, she 'tarts strokin' me hand tha' she's 'till holdin' with 'er thumb. A long, ta long if ya ask meh, pause o' silence follows. E'eryone 'tarts lookin' at each other, probably wonderin' why tha fuck Mal's got stage fright all o' a sudden. E'eryone dramatically gasps, 'nd e'en we're all kinda shook afta Mal claims she can' be tha Queen o' Boradon. Well 'cept Hazel o' course, she 'till looks like she can' be bothered with it all. I lean o'er 'nd whisper 'n 'er ear, "Don' suppose ya 'ready saw this comin'?". She holds back a giggle, which I don' t'ink I've e'er seen 'er do 'fore. Must not wanna draw 'ttention ta us while we're discussin' this. She turns 'er head ta whisper back, "I didn't look inta the future, OR read Sugar Plum's mind, if that's what ya're askin'. This is Sugar Plum and Beasty Boy we're talkin' about here, they'll probably make a BIG spectacle like they usually do. Share whatever life lessons they've learned, then everyone starts singin' and dancin' and BOOM, 'happy endin's' are passed around their group.".
Hazel's POV:
Harry LOOKS like he's about to respond, but Mal starts talkin' overhead. Wow, cut off yet again, I kinda feel bad about HOW much everyone seems ta interrupt him. Whether intentional, or not. We turn our attention back ta the screen, yawn. Mal reveals her, not so brilliant idea, of lockin' down the Isle in this bubble for eternity. She actually admits she was wrong, which I have ta hand ta her, isn't the EASIEST thin' ta do in front of basically everyone. In case ya were wonderin', yes this event's bein' televised. I mean when ISN'T some event revolvin' around Ben and Mal NOT televised? Okay great, here comes the life lesson. I catch Harry puff up with pride at the mention of him. I glance over and Uma looks pretty smug about all that ta. So I'm assumin' the ENTIRE crew, even the ones that weren't actually there, are all hypin' themselves up right now because of this. The other random people gathered around us that have NO idea what happened seem kinda confused, it must suck bein' outta the loop, can't relate. I'm sure Hades got a REAL kick outta Mal admittin' he's her dad. Okay now even the randos in the Auradon crowd are like, what the fuck did I miss while I was out, lol. I know the randos in this crowd here are fuckin' reelin' like that's the craziest thin' they ever heard. Wow some of these people REALLY need ta get a life. Wow it took Mal THIS long ta realize everythin's a grayscale and not, completely in black and white? I mean it clearly took almost everyone, not includin' me obviously I'm the DEFINITION of grayscale, else this long ta decipher that as well so I can't really call Mal out for that. Queen of the Isle ta? Isn't the Isle under the jurisdiction of Auradon already, I mean, wasn't the Isle a part of Auradon until the OG Beasty Boy renamed it 'The Isle Of The Lost' and yeeted all the 'villains' here? Wouldn't that mean she'd be Queen of the Isle ta by default?
Harry's POV:
Aye, now Mal's 'n tha right track finally. I don' know where she's goin' with this, but this party just got a whole lot more interestin'. I check tha lass's reaction 'nd she's smirkin' like she DOES know where this is goin'. So either tha lass is really smart 'r I'm a wee bit slow taday. As soon as Ben says it's time 'or 'orgivness, tha lass 'tarts jumpin' up 'nd down, she's real excited. He can' mean wha' I t'ink he means right? Uma looks really hopeful, 'nd e'eryone 'tarts whisperin' 'gain. I shouldn' get me hopes up but, wha' if they let us come back ta Auradon? As soon as Ben says wha' turns me hopes inta a reality, all Hell breaks loose 'n tha best way possible. Cheers 'nd screams, out o' control laughter, hugs bein' tossed 'bout, e'eryone's 'n high spirits. Tha crew's makin' toasts with 'nvisible glasses. I end up huggin' Uma 'nd spinnin' 'er 'bout, much like how I did when we saved Auradon. Tha lass is beamin', but slightly falters when a look o' wha' I t'ink is realization hit 'er. Tha' look disappears just as quickly as it came, I wonder wha' she figured out. I'll ask 'er 'bout it later, now's not tha time. Claps 'nd cheers can be heard from tha telly as Fairy Godmother brings tha wand o'er. With a loud boom, the barrier disappears 'nd so do tha clouds that've been hangin' o'er us e'er since I can 'member. Tha bridge forms, 'nd e'eryone rushes ta where tha bridge meets tha Isle. Tha sun is shinin', here, 'n tha Isle. At this point I really ne'er thought I'd see tha day, tha day when E'ERYONE 'n tha Isle would be seen as more than just a villain.
Hazel's POV:
I know I should be JUST as happy as everyone else around me, and I am. Or at least I WAS, until I realized what this means. Harry'll be back in Auradon surrounded by thirsty hoes, who will NO DOUBT be charmed by his good looks, accent, and winnin' personality. He'll get ta have Auradon hoes for days like he originally wanted, he won't NEED me anymore, if he ever did. WANT is probably the better term, he won't want my love, he won't want me.. I shake my head and put on a brave face. I can TELL he noticed somethin' was off, but he's ta caught up in the moment ta care enough ta ask. I trail afta him as we all run out ta where the Isle and the bridge connect. I glance back and Uma's right behind us, she LOOKS like she's fightin' back tears, before laughin' out, "My plan.". I can ALREADY hear the piano in the distance, a song's comin' up. Of course, it wouldn't be the GRAND finale without 1. Uma runs up these steps, Harry and GIl RUSH ta follow. I'm right behind them of course, then for some reason Celia's creepin' up the other staircase. Honestly she can just go RIGHT back down, besides helpin' move the plot along a couple times she's been pretty useless this ENTIRE time. I can't tell if Uma and Mal are singin' ta each other all the way across a long bridge, or if they're singin' ta their respective crowds below them. For visual purposes it's the 1st 1, for logical that actually makes sense purposes, it's be the 2nd 1. Then all the main characters, except for Hades he's not due ta show up yet, line up in front of the railin's for another nice visual shot. Then everyone runs down the steps, honestly what WAS the point of runnin' up them in the 1st place, besides the directors artistic vision?
Harry's POV:
I'm more than happy ta sin' 'long 'nd march down tha bridge with e'eryone else. Tha lass is 'till near meh, but she refuses ta join 'n o' tha festivities. I don' know wha's got 'er panties 'n a twist but she needs ta lighten up, now's a really good time ta let 'er party animal out. I nudge 'er 'nd give 'er a pointed look. She gets tha message 'nd finally joins 'n o' tha fun. Afta we all dance 'bout 'or a bit 'n tha bridge we head 'or where tha REAL party's at, where tha bridge meets Boradon. I 'ppose now I'll have ta 'tart gettin' used ta callin' it Auradon now 'cause it won' be so borin' anymore. Uma 'tops us at tha edge o' tha border, as if ta make sure this isn' some elaborate trick. Then tha oddest thin' happened, all tha Bore- Auradonians bowed ta us. It felt pretty odd ta be honest. We're not exactly people who're 'pposed ta be bowed ta. I wonder if this is how tha lass feels all tha time? We follow Uma's lead as she bows back. Then tha party really commences as we fuse with tha crowd. AN unspoken kinda dance battle erupts, 'nd e'eryone's tryin' ta outdo each other. People 'tart hoppin' n tha air, doin' cartwheels, backflips, people 're doin' lifts. It's somehow organized 'nd chaotic at tha same time, 'ppose tha's wha' happens when ya mix fun people with stiffs. With e'erthin' tha' was goin' 'n 'round meh I must've missed seein' tha lass sneak off ta tha side, cause when I turn 'round she's gone. 1 wild look 'bout 'nd I can easily spot 'er stand 'mongst a crowd tha' collected 'n tha staircase. I was t'inkin' 'bout waltzin' o'er there 'nd draggin' 'er onta this dance floor, but then tha giant paper dragon gets brought out. People 'tart gatherin' 'n clumps 'nd hoppin' 'round the dragon, 'nd I can' resist. I'll pick 'er up afta this.
Hazel's POV:
FORMAL events aren't really my thin', Harry or no Harry. I glide AWAY from him and up the stairs when he isn't lookin', he can have his lil fun without me. If he REALLY wants me ta dance with him that badly he'll have no problem pickin' me out from the crowd, for obvious reasons. No one from the Auradon side commented on me showin' up with the interestin' people from across the water, let's hope it STAYS that way. I'm sure I'll get enough shit THROWN my way as is from, certain, Isle residents. Gotta say the fake dragon is impressive, but WHERE in the Hell did these random Isle people get it? Don't TELL me they magically had it hidden away somewhere safe just for, such an occasion. THEN the OG former villains make their merry way over. I see Mistah Smee hug his kids before mergin' in with the crowd. Hooky Sr. better not get any funny ideas ta join the party, and cause a scene. I'd HATE ta have ta smear his blood all over this concrete, lol. I see Harry standin' around with Uma and Evie, so naturally I go ta ease drop on the conversation. THEN I hear that, dumbass, askin' for confirmation that Mal's in fact taken. THIS IS HER ENGAGEMENT PARTY XD. It's ALMOST ta funny ta get mad at. I knew it was only a matter of time before he slipped back inta that, so many more sex options, frenzy. Of course he'd only be interested in me when he doesn't have THAT many options, and when my magic is compellin' him ta. He looks over at Evie, and there's NO distance between them. Doug has ta chime in that Evie's taken as well. Uma slaps his arm, good, she'll rein him in. She asks him what's her name 'cause apparently she's still on that. He says Uma, big shock there, but then leans in ta kiss her. She pushes him away before walkin' off. I hate this SINKIN' feelin' in my chest, and I wanna run but I have this feelin' that it isn't over yet. I need ta see this.
Harry's POV:
'kay I might be comin' off as desperate, e'er so slightly, but I just can' help it! All o' these lovely ladies 'round meh is messin' with me brain. I just wanna get 'n as many experiences as possible with as many o' 'em as possible. O' course as me luck would have it it's lookin' like e'eryone's taken, 'r not interested 'n Uma's case. Just as Evie 'nd tha' guy, I can' 'member his name walk off, I just see a twirl o' pink 'fore someone bumps inta meh. Wait a minute, not someone, Audrey. Tha' entitled Princess tha' tried ta off e'eryone, 'nd if I recall, it was 'cause Ben dumped 'er 'nd she couldn' be Queen. So she's single.. "Hi.", I chirp out. Shite, I should've said somethin' cooler than tha'! She shoots meh a smile 'fore curtsyin', well at least I didn' blow tha' 1. I take 'er hand 'nd twirl 'er. She yanks meh ta tha dance floor, 'nd I know I've got 'er. I see Hades join tha crowd out o' tha corner o' me eye, right 'fore confetti 'tarts fallin'. I've gotta admit, Auradonians might not let loose quite as hard as we do, but they do kno' how ta party. I don' 'nderstan' why tha lass was so- OH GODS. Hazel! I whip me head 'n 'er direction, but she's not there. Maybe she just, went ta tha toilet 'r moved ta a better spot? There's no way she saw any o' tha' right?.. I shake me head 'nd go back ta dancin' with Audrey. I shouldn' feel guilty 'bout this, we were ne'er really tagether. E'en when she went back with us we ne'er agreed tha' we were gonna be a thin' now. We made out a bit 'fore tha party 'nd we have fucked 'round a lil bit 'fore, but tha' doesn' give 'er a claim o'er meh. I tried makin' it clear e'er since we crossed paths 'gain tha' I wasn' interested 'n bein' with 'er, I tried keepin' 'er at arm's length so she wouldn' get hurt. I don' know why she had ta push..