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Chapter 15: Seem Familiar
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Hazel's POV:
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As soon as I see that dumb whore, Audrey, bump inta Harry, I haul ass outta there. I don't need ta be, present, ta know how that's gonna go down. Harry'll turn on the CHARM and charisma. Pairin' that with his accent and good looks? The STILL probably scorned and, very much single, Audrey will be throwin' herself at him. Because APPARENTLY, she can't function normally without havin' a boyfriend. I have JUST enough self control ta, not murder, every girl Harry comes inta contact and flirts with. Princess Bitchy on the other hand, I don't like her. I have ta hold myself back from seriously MANGLIN' her on a, good day. I force myself ta ever so calmly walk back ta my dorm, throw the door open, and shove myself inside. Lettin' it slam shut behind me. Glad ta see Ben didn't RUSH ta try and, give my room away. He must've known I'd be back eventually. I'm sure no one will notice my, absence, from the party anyway. Or they just won't think anythin' of it. They all know how BORED I get durin' Auradon shindigs if I'm not flirtin' with everyone, or causin' chaos. I throw myself onta my bed before lettin' out a loud groan. "Since when have I EVER let myself get so worked up over 1 measly, human?", I whine. "Since Harry.", I answer myself as I sit up. What am I DOIN'? I hop ta my feet, paddin' over ta my mirror. I stare at my reflection. This isn't me. Well, this isn't ALL of me. More like a part that I don't advertise, often. Upon reflection(pun intended), there's only a FEW things I don't, particularly, like about bein' a princess.
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How HIGH mostly everyone's expectations are, how MANY responsibilities come with the title, and of course how could we FORGET the standard 'perfect princess' mold that every young royal is usually shoved inta. It would've been PRETTY hypocritical of my mom ta do all that ta me tho, but that didn' stop my grandmother from tryin'. TRYIN' is the keyword here, she clearly didn', succeed. She's not as bad as she used ta be, or so I've HEARD, yet attempts were definitely made all the same. Now that I'm, older, even my mother's tryin' ta get me ta 'tone it down a bit'. I kinda tried ta do that, at least looks wise. Ya remember what I started out with in the early chapters BEFORE I was smuggled inta the Isle, right? Of course ya don', the author took a fuckin' ETERNITY ta update. I need ta change outta this, it doesn' QUITE feel right. I don't FEEL like a, princess. Whatever THAT'S supposed ta feel like. I don't feel like anythin' in particular really. It's unsettlin' sometimes, not knowin' why I am the way I AM. What exactly I am. If ya wanna get technical, I'm not human, I know that much. I'm some sort of magical bein', like Mal, Uma, or Jane, just ta give a couple of examples. I snap my fingers, and I'm back in the ever so slightly pirate inspired getup I was wearin' yesterday. Still lookin' at myself, it doesn' quite FEEL right either. It's a part of me maybe, or REPRESENTS a part, is more like it. I'm a lot of thin's, as previously stated, but a pirate isn' 1 of them. I don' do the whole, pirate code and takin' orders from a Captain, thin'.
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THIS, is like a lil representation of my time on the Isle, with Harry. This was me at my freest, even tho I was holdin' WAYYYY back magic wise. I could be as crazy and 'unbecomin'' as I wanted, and not a single soul gave a damn. I was happy, and I was, with him.. That time's GONE now. Sureee I could go back in time and do thin's differently, as many times as I needed ta in fact. I could MAKE Harry hate Audrey, and feel no attraction ta any other bein' on the planet except me. I could make him love ME, but I won'. I don' think I've hit rock bottom yet. I'm not that, desperate, that I'm gonna pull an Audrey. I'm kinda tempted ta just pass out and deal with whatever I'm feelin' in the, morin'. Not gonna do that either of course, as if I'd ever, turn in early. What am I, ANCIENT? Thin's will NEVER be the way they were before, pre and post bein' on the Isle. Personal growth, the plot expandin', the storyline movin' along and all that shit. See THIS is why I don' do, feelin's, fuck this shit. It's not like Harry would be inta me while I'm bein' this touchy feely, he's not used ta... "That's it ya dumb whore!", I scream at my own reflection. That poor damaged cinnamon roll doesn' know HOW ta be in a relationship, how ta properly articulate feelin's, how ta commit, and how ta do anythin' that isn' casually fuckin' around. He might WANT a girlfriend I can sense that much, it radiates off him in waves, even if he won' admit it ta anyone. It's his EXECUTION in the matter that's, lackin'. This must be so new and overwhelmin', so he doesn' know what ta do with himself. It SCARES him. I giggle.
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I CLEARLY need ta be a lil more patient, give him a lil more space. He must've been feelin', pressured. I need ta act normal, well, MY version of normal. We're endgame, we HAVE ta be. I wouldn' have caught feelin's for him if we weren'. This isn' an angst, unhappy endin', fic afta all. This outfit has ta go, it's ta 'desperate'. Like I'm clingin' onta what we had, which I COMPLETELY was, but I can't let that show at this particular moment in time. My eyes light up as I snap my fingers. Now THIS is more like it. 1ST OFF, the hair had ta go. Instead of a half & half split dye ombre situation, my entire head goes from blonde, ta red-purple-blue-green. For makeup I went with a red eyebrow, green-blue-purple eyeshadow on the upper eyelid, red eyeshadow on the lower eyelid, black mascara of course, red blush, then a bunch of different sized hearts smattered across my cheeks in those colors, I also stuck a red gem in 1 of the hearts near the corner of each eye, and finished it all up with a red lip. If I'm changin' thin's up, I might as well go all out right? Now onta my outfit choice. A cropped red ta purple shirt that has a collar and mini tie, there's also a circular cut out right above my tits, that's always a fun touch. A blue ta green pleated mini skirt, green-blue-purple-red thigh high heeled boots, fingerless gloves that go past the elbow goin' from red-purple-blue-green. Oh, did I mention that my ENTIRE outfit's latex yet lol? It's 1 of the only materials I haven't skipped around campus in.
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Mainly cause everyone would've lost their shit if I did that. So ya might be askin' yareselves, Hazel, what changed? Well, I'm SO GLAD ya asked. Remember that lil deal I made with Ben during the beginnin' of the story? No? Yeah I don' blame ya, but BASICALLY, I fulfilled my end of the deal even if it didn't yield the results they wanted. So Ben has ta hold up his end of the bargain, I get ta wear and say whatever the fuck I want durin' school hours on & off campus. Oh is he gonna REGRET agreein' ta that. Ya know, I don't think this outfit AS IS, is currently enough. I magic on a pair of dangly earrin's that say PSYCHO, that also go from red-purple-blue-green. This is the color scheme for everythin' if I haven't made that PAINFULLY obvious by now. I also add on a pair of heart shaped sunglasses, the lenses are purple, and the other 3 colors are splattered across the frames. Now that that's settled, what ta do now. The night's still young, in fact the sun's still UP. OH! Ya know what I HAVEN'T done in a hot minute? Steal some shit, it's 1 of my favorite pastimes. I'm sure I'll feel more like myself aftawards, yeah, this is JUST what I need. I nod at my reflection before skippin' tawards the door. I throw it open, and ALMOST smack Jane with it. She lets out a scared lil yelp as she jumps back. I throw my head back and cackle SO hard, I have ta brace myself on the door frame so I don't fall ta the floor. "Didn't see ya there, Pumpkin. Speakin' of which, I almost forgot ta give ya THIS.", I say with a grin. She looks confused, and STILL a lil scared, until I snap my fingers and a small box appears in her hand.
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Harry's POV:
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I push tha lass ta tha very back o' me mind 'nd enjoy tha rest o' tha party. I dance with e'ery girl 'n site, most o' 'em were either taken 'r weirdly not interested though. They're probably just playin' hard ta get, afta all, women love meh. Tha party dies off, Gil 'nd I trail afta Uma 'nd Ben. They're mainly talkin' 'bout diplomatic stuff, ya know, wha' leaders do. I t'ink I heard 1 o' 'em mention Uma joinin' the royal council. 'bout time they got someone 'n there tha' actually knows wha' they're doin'. We reach tha grounds 'n front o' tha school when Fairy Godmother comes barrelin' tawards us. "Oh thank goodness I've caught you, King Ben.", she pants out. Ben looks really concerned, 'nd I gotta say, I am ta. Lady looks like she's 'bout ta keel over 'nd die. "Headmistress Fairy Godmother! What's wrong, did something happen?", he asks 'er. Well clearly somethin's got 'er panties 'n a twist, I don' t'ink she'd be outta breath 'ere just 'or that fun o' it. "I've already sent word to Mal and her friends, but bippty boppity! Someone's broken into the royal treasury and stolen everything!", she cries out 'fore settin' off 'n tha direction o' wha' I'm assumin' is tha treasury. We all take off afta 'er. "What's a treasury?", Gil loudly whispers ta meh. I roll me eyes. It's got tha word 'treasure' 'n it, it's not tha' hard ta figure out. "It's where all tha loot is kept.", I explain. He lets out a sound o' understandin' as Mal 'nd 'er crew meet up with us our way inta tha buildin'. "We came as soon as we heard!", Mal exclaims as she immediately locks hands with Ben as she gives Uma a nod.
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We all acknowledge each other as we cluster tagether 'nd walk down this hallway. Some guards 'nd Ben's parents meet up with us 'fore we can e'en go inta tha treasury. "Mom, Dad.", Ben greets 'em. "Son, I'm afraid whoever was here is now long gone. No one saw who commited the act, and all the security cameras are down.", his da informs him. Ya've got ta be shittin' meh. "So you're telling me, that with all these guards here, AND security cameras, no one saw a thing? You guys really need to upgrade your security.", Uma comments. I have ta clap me hand o'er Gil's mouth ta stop him from bustin' a gut. I don' t'ink e'eryone 'ere would take ta kindly ta him laughin' durin' a serious situation like this. "The only explanation is that someone used magic to get in and out without being detected.", Mal reasons. "Good thinking Mal.", Ben's mum immediately praises. Makes sense, 'nd e'eryone's noddin' their heads so I guess we all 'gree. "Okay, send word to all the guards. I want a widespread search, and I want everyone to be questioned. If anyone saw ANYTHING suspicious, I want to know about it.", Ben tells tha guards tha''re 'n front o' us. At least they WERE 'n front o' us 'til they scrambled off afta Ben's orders. "Fairy Godmother, Mal, do you think that either of you could use a locating spell to find everything that's missing?", Ben asks 'em. I tilt me head a bit. I know Fairy Godmother's a fairy 'nd has got tha' magic wand, but can she do stuff like locatin' spells? Seems more like Mal's specialty anyway, don' e'en know why he asked 'em both.
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"Yeah, just let me get my spell book. While we're at it, E, now would be a really good time to bring your magic mirror out of retirement.", Mal answers. Evie has 'er mum's magic mirror? Suppose tha' makes sense, I'm sure it was useless 'n tha Isle. I've just ne'er seen 'er whip it out 'fore. "What's the magic mirror for?", Uma asks 'em as we're makin' our way out o' tha buildin'. "Oh, if I ask it where something is, it'll show me.", Evie chirps. Wha's tha point o' havin' Mal do a locatin' spell then if ya can just do tha'? "That would've really come in handy when we were trying to track down Audrey, so would a locating spell. You know, instead of just running around and wasting time, hoping she'd be where we thought she was.", Uma smartly points out. "Ay!", I add 'n as Gil nods his head. Would've saved us lot o' bloody hassle. "Because Audrey had my mother's scepter, which is a lot more powerful than E's mirror or one of my locating spells. She could've easily blocked us both, and that would've been a waste of time.", Mal says like it's tha most obvious thin' 'n tha world. Well now tha' SHE POINTS IT OUT it's obvious. As we make it outside we come face ta face with no other than Mal's da himself, Hades. "Hey, I just got questioned by some guards back there. Is there something going on that I should know about?", he asks Mal while throwin' a thumb 'n some direction 'hind him. She gives him a quick hug 'fore breakin' tha news ta him, "Someone broke into the royal treasury and stole everything.". He lets out a low whistle 'fore askin', "How can I help?".
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She shoots him tha biggest shite eatin' grin I've probably e'er seen. He smiles back as she threads 'er arm 'round his midsection so they can walk side by side. Wow, tha soon ta be queen o' Auradon really does have e'erythin' doesn' she? "Um, who's that over there surrounded by what looks like giant burlap sacks?", Hades asks as he points out tawards some pinic tables. "You've got to be kidding me.", Ben immediately whines out 'fore stompin' 'cross tha grass tawards tha tables. We all silently trail afta him, 'nd boy am I glad we did. Off 'n tha distance is tha lass, smugly sittin' 'n top o' a table, wearin' somethin' really slutty 'nd shiny, lickin' wha' looks ta be a red lolli, surrounded by those giant burlap sacks Hades had spotted. "Look it's Hazel! HI HAZEL!", Gil shouts. "Of course it is.", Evie sighs out. Tha lass shoots us all smile 'nd wave. Gil 'tarts frantically wavin' back. I have ta slap his hand down ta get him ta cut it out. I glance o'er at Uma, 'nd she looks pretty intrigued. Tha rest o' Mal's group howe'er, look tired 'nd annoyed. Wonder if Hazel's tha 1 who nicked all tha' loot. She has ta have, wha' else would be 'n all those sacks? If she would've caught tha bloke tha' did it they'd probably be lyin' out 'n tha ground somewhere 'r strun' up 'n a tree. "Heyyy, fancy seein' ya all here. How was the rest of the, party?", she asks as we finally reach 'er. "Cut the crap Hazel. What's in those bags?", Mal demands as she crosses 'er arms. She looks absolutely fuckin' livid, 'er eyes 're e'en glowin' bright green. Tha lass takes a moment, 'fore throwin' 'er head back ta let out a loud cackle.
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Hazel's POV:
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"Calm yare tits sugar plum, it's not THAT serious.", I giggle out before shovin' my sucker back inta my mouth. I catch Hades cringin' outta the corner of my eye. "What?", I ask as I tilt my head in his, direction. I take this as an, opportunity, ta magic off my sunglasses and REALLY get an eye full of the God. Afta all, this is my 1st time seein' him in PERSON. "I'd really appreciate it if you didn't use the word 'tits' while talking about my daughter.", he requests. Awwww, he really thinks that if he asks NICELY, I'll censor myself just ta spare his feelin's? I smile at him. That's CUTE, and, speakin' of cute. "Not gonna happen. Ya know, ya're kinda hot for a DAD.", I tell him while battin' my eyelashes. His eyes widen as he shoots me an apprehensive look RIGHT before Mal jumps in front of him. "OHHHH NO YOU DON'T! YOU ARE SOOO NOT ABOUT TO FLIRT WITH MY DAD RIGHT NOW!", she exclaims. I cackle as I flip off of the picnic table and onta the ground. "Ughhhhh, ya're no fun.", I dramatically groan out. I crunch up my sucker between my teeth as Mal decides ta have a stare off. "I think we're getting a little off topic here.", I hear Uma call out from the lil cluster that is their friend group. Mal lets out a reluctant huff before gesturin' ta the sacks. "WELL?", she snaps. I tilt my head while lettin' a manic grin worm it's way onta my face. "If ya're soooo concerned with what's IN them, why don'tcha have a, look.", I graciously offer while sweepin' my hand in that direction. She wastes no time in pullin' open 1 of the bags. I look at the group, givin' everyone a once over.
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Fakin' disinterest in everyone, EVEN Harry. I've felt his eyes on me ever SINCE he's gotten close enough ta see what I'm wearin'. I can feel HIS, interest, peakin'. I already know I've got him without tryin'. I bet THAT was my issue earlier, I was actually really tryin'. People are pulled ta me regardless, I shouldn't have rushed it so MUCH. "SERIOUSLY HAZEL?!", I hear Mal scream. I turn ta see her holdin' up a, small portion, of what was inside the 'Royal Treasury'. Mal's whole group lets out a mixture of tired and annoyed sighs and groans. "So you were the thief the entire time?", Uma asks me afta she takes a step forward. Gil and Harry are backin' her up of course, cause when AREN'T they. I giggle while enthusiastically noddin'. "I'll go call off the search.", Ben tells everyone. He moves ta walk away, but I teleport in front of him for fun. He lets out a startled yelp. I cackle before shootin' him an apologetic look. "Sorry, Beasty Boy, didn't mean ta scare ya. Ya know, ya could just send out a mass text instead of runnin' around. Just a suggestion.", I say in a sing song tone of voice before boopin' his nose. "I-I-I I um, ha, g-great suggestion, actually.", he nervously gulps. I laugh then teleport myself back ta the table before Mal has a chance ta stomp over ta me and, demand, that I stop 'flirtin'' with her fiancé. Wow, look how CONSIDERATE I'm bein' right now. She STILL shoots me a death glare all the same tho as Ben tries ta get the blush on his face ta go away. "Uh, am I the only one who's still a little confused as to why Hazel took everything from the Royal Treasury?", Carlos asks while raisin' his hand.
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AWWWWW, he's just ta precious isn't he? I slide off the table before skippin' over ta him. "Because I was BORED, silly.", I giggle out as I start scratchin' his head. He, contently, closes his eyes so he can FULLY enjoy the attention he's gettin'. "Hazel, we've been over this.", Evie sighs out. I tilt my head in her direction, and I catch Harry's EXTREMELY annoyed expression in my peripheral vision. Don't tell me Mistah, I wanna fuck every Auradon lady I can get my hands on, is gettin' JEALOUS yet again. "The 'don't steal stuff for fun' thin' or the, 'don't touch Carlos in a way that society would deem inappropriate because he's in a monogamous relationship' thin'?", I ask while continuin' ta scratch his head. At the mention of his relationship, Carlos's eyes snap open. "Both.", Evie replies rather pointedly. I lock eyes with the pupper in question, and shoot him a smile. He starts blushin' and tries ta slowly inch away from me. "AS IF I'd ever do anythin' 'inappropriate' ta this precious pupper, I'm merely givin' him some head scratchies.", I respond. Carlos relaxes back inta my touch afta my reassurin' statement. Jay all of a sudden decides ta, scoot around Evie, and slide up next ta us. "Why does HE get 'head scratchies' and I don't?", he immediately complains while crossin' his arms. He actually looks realll UPSET about it. "Jay, please don't start.", Evie pleads. Pfftttt, she should know by now that it's gonna take a LOT more than, a weak plea, ta stop these 2 from fightin' for my attention. "Cause I'm lovable.", Carlos retorts while stickin' his tongue out. I giggle.
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Harry's POV:
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Wha' tha fuck's this lass's problem now? She's got some nerve dressin' tha' slutty 'nd not e'en sparin' meh much o' a secon' glance. 'specially afta all this fuss she's been makin' 'bout wantin' ta be with meh 'nd all tha'. "Ya certainly ARE.", I hear 'er purr out. I swivel me head FULLY 'n 'er direction. I must've heard tha' incorrectly, there's no way she's intentionally flirtin' with Carlos o' all people. I 'member 'er sayin' somethin' 'bout tendin' ta come off really flirty all tha time, tha's probably it. I catch Uma givin' meh a look out o' tha corner o' me eye. I meet 'er gaze, she has a questionin' look 'n 'er face. I know wha' she's t'inkin', so I just shake my head. I don' care, she's not me girlfriend, she ne'er was. She can do wha'e'er she wan's, just like I can do wha'e'er I wan'. Heh, maybe tha lass finally got it through 'er thick skull tha' I can' be tied down right now. Jay shoves Carlos off ta tha side, 'fore presentin' his head ta 'er. Wha' 'n tha- She rolls 'er eyes then 'tarts massagin' his head. OH, now she's flirtin' with Jay ta is she? WELL, doesn' she bounce back awful fast. "Jay!", Evie whines out. He turns ta either try 'n look apologetic 'r ta tell 'er off, I can' be sure which 1 since Carlos tackles 'im ta tha ground 'fore he gets tha chance ta do so. Tha lass steps out o' tha way as they roll 'round 'n tha ground. Gotta say, I'm pretty impressed tha' Carlos' holdin' his own right now 'gainst 'im. "GUYS!", Mal screams at 'em. They freeze right then 'nd there, givin' Ben just 'nough time ta swoop 'n 'nd pluck Carlos off o' Jay.
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Jay jumps up, 'nd has ta be held back by Mal. "Wow, your girlfriend would be great vk. You know, if being a vk still meant something.", Uma comments. I don' have ta look back o'er ta know she's talkin' ta me. She sure as Hades isn' talkin' ta Gil, tha's 'or sure. "She's not me girlfriend.", I bite back. Uma lightly chuckles, 'nd I have ta remind meself tha' she's me Captain, I can' just go off 'n 'er like I would anyone else. "You say it like that now, but you'll regret pushing her away when she moves on.", Uma replies. O' she can fuck right off with tha' load o' bullshite. E'ery time I fuck 'round with anyone 'nd it doesn' lead ta anythin', 'ere she is, claimin' tha' it's me own fault 'nd tha' I 'find a reason ta push people 'way 'fore they can get ta close so I won' have ta get hurt'. "I don' push anyone 'way! I haven' push Gil 'r ya 'way have I? I'm just not ready ta settle down is all, I just wan' me freedom.", I groan out. Uma gives me a challengin' look, but I don' back down. "Careful, you were starting to sound like the chick's mother at the end there.", she teases. I narrow me eyes at 'er. She's me Captain 'nd me friend, she's me CAPTAIN 'nd me FRIEND. Okay okay, I'm calm, I'm calm. I will not blow up 'n 'er face like she probably expects meh ta. "COME ON GUYS, WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS!", Mal cries out. Tha' successfully gets e'eryone's attention, e'en some passers by. Though tha randoms quickly scurry off once they catch sight o' tha lass. Seems tha' she has a reputation 'ere, 'side from bein' a flirt.
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I'm actually quite curious ta see how tha average citizen reacts ta her craziness. Jay 'nd Carlos finally stop strugglin', 'nd shootin' each other sorry looks. Well, glad tha's sorted, now if we could move this 'long tha'd be great. I've got thin's ta do, food ta try, ladies ta woo. Speakin' o' ladies, Carlos's girlfriend comes boundin' up lookin' real excited. Carlos moves 'way from Ben ta hug 'er, I roll me eyes. "Great, now we've gotta sit through this mushy display.", I grumble. All o' Mal's group greets 'er, 'nd Mal shoots tha lass a dirty look when Jane's not lookin' at 'er. "I think it's sweet.", Gil says with a dumb smile plastered all o'er his face. O' course tha' sweet 'nd naïve oaf would. "Jealous?", Uma quips. She's really not droppin' this any time soon is she? O' who am I kiddin' this is Uma we're talkin' 'bout, she's as determined as they get. "Hardly.", I snort. 'fore she can' pester meh some more 'bout it, Ben points somethin' out tha rest o' us failed ta notice. "Hey Jane, is that a wand in your hand?", he asks 'er. Wand? E'eryone squeezes 'round 'er 'n curiosity, 'cept tha lass o' course. She's stayin' back, studyin' 'er nails, as if Jane possibly walkin' 'round with a fuckin' WAND 'n 'er hand isn' interestin' enough 'or 'er. Jane proudly displays a light blue wand tha' his this intricate pumpkin 'nd vines design. Carlos lets out a low whistle 'nd follows it up by commentin', "Fancy.". I could've sworn Fairy Godmother's wand didn' look like tha'. Maybe me memory's just off. Tha' doesn' explain why she's so casually strollin' 'bout with it though. Isn' tha' thin' supposed ta be under lock 'nd key?
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Hazel's POV:
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"I know right! I showed it to mom, and she agreed to give me wand lessons! How cool is that?!", Jane squeals. WOW, I'm surprised her STRICT as hell mom agreed ta somethin' like, that. Either way, BORIN'. What I'm MORE interested in is that, lil chat, Uma and Harry were havin' before they were so rudely interrupted. So he pushes hoes away when they get ta, close. Makes sense, he WAS in a pretty fucked up situation that he couldn't prevent. The only thin' he really COULD prevent/protect himself from would be gettin' hurt emotionally from, someone else who wasn't already in his life. WELL, now he's in Auradon, away from his miserable excuse for a father, and the world is his oyster. AS SOON as he realizes that, he'll come saunterin' back. That's somethin' he's gonna have ta figure out for himself though unfortunately. There's no REAL rush anyway, the author's got a whole lot more chapters ta pump out before this thin's over and done with. "That isn't, Fairy Godmother's magic wand?", Mal says in a way that CLEARLY indicates she's confused as hell lol. Although who ISN'T confused right now, besides me? "Yeah it's definitely not, and I would know. I did 3D print an exact replica of it before.", Carlos points out. That he did. I wasn't THERE for all of what happened with the whole Mal vs. Uma thin' of course. No I watched all that shit unfold from the comfort of my dorm room. "So you're the one who made that fake wand.", Uma puts together. I'm pretty sure he's made that fact quite obvious by now.
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"Can we get back to where Jane got this wand from?", Mal asks everyone. Look at you keepin' everyone on track and on topic. You'd be killin' it if this were a royal council meetin', those fuckers just drone on FOREVER instead of deliverin' that shit in bullet points. "Oh right! Hazel gave it to me, as a slightly late birthday present.", Jane says before lookin' over ta me with this OVERLY grateful smile. Please don't make me regret doin' that by bein' weird all of a sudden. Everyone of course turns ta look at me. "Please don't tell me you stole that from some ancient castle.", Evie sighs while rubbin' her forehead. It's amusin' that THAT'S immediately where her mind went as soon as she found out I was the one who provided Jane with a wand. "Or right out from under some sleeping fairy's nose.", Jay immediately adds on. I can' help but giggle at their guesses. Which, naturally, makes everyone think that's EXACTLY what I did lol. "Who did you-", Mal starts questionin' before I stop her in her tracks. I surge up ta her, placin' my finger over her lips, shushin' her. "I will bite you.", she mumbles against my finger while shootin' me a nasty look. Oh that's cute, she's TRYIN' ta be intimidatin'. Don' get me wron', for nearly anyone ELSE, she would be. "Ooooo, kinky.", I laugh out. She backs WAYYY the fuck up afta that. I laugh even harder as the tight circle everyone was in breaks up inta a more, looser, ring. I'm sure there's a pussy joke in there somewhere. "Ease up there Sugar Plum, I didn' STEAL the wand I gave ta Mini Pumpkin over there. I MADE it for her, hence the light blue metallic color with the pumpkin and vine design. I don' know what, run of the mill common fairy, would be walkin' around with a wand as specifically designed as THAT.", I explain.
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Harry's POV:
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HOLD 'N, SHE WHA'? She made a wand, from scratch just right out o' thin air then? Is tha' e'en possible? I knew tha' lass was powerful, but THIS is somethin' else. "Making fully functioning magic wands is a thing that people can actually do?", Uma says with a stunned look 'n 'er face. Takin' a glance 'round we all pretty much look like we saw a tree get up 'nd dance a jig 'fore sproutin' wings 'nd flyin' off inta tha sky. While tha lass just looks like she doesn' get wha' tha big deal is. As if she didn' will a magical object, tha' grants others tha ability ta perform magic, inta existence with tha snap o' 'er fingers. "It's not something very many people can do, but it is possible.", Hades pipes up from his corner. He's been so quiet 'or most o' this I forgot tha bloke was e'en there. "Really? We don't exact have a how magical artifacts are made 101 class here, so I don't have much knowledge in that field.", Ben says with a chuckle. Well tha's not surprisin', bet all tha classes 'ere 're borin' as 'ell. Like how ta curtsy without droppin' tha' plate o' biscuits ya're servin' up ta yare guests with their aftanoon tea 'n 1 o' yare 10 castles. "Of course you don't, but I'm sure you make up for it with plenty of classes on royal etiquette and goodness.", Hades mouths off with a sarcastic smile. Aye! Tha's just as I was sayin'. "Daaddd.", Mal whines. Guess 'er da's response wasn' exactly ta 'er highness's likin'. "What's etiquette mean?", Gil leans o'er ta whisper ask meh. O' boy not this 'gain. I swear if I didn' explain BREATHIN' ta me mate he'd suffocate.
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'n a puff o' flashy red smoke tha lass is next ta us. No else is really fazed by it at this point, she must bounce 'erself all o'er tha place a lot. "Etiquette's how some ol' fucks THINK everyone should act.", she says ta Gil. Nervy lass was listenin' 'n ta our conversation! Tha' nosy- "It's fine Mal, we do have a couple of classes that have to do with magic. Magical History and Life Skills Without Magic, which were created to educate people on the dangers of magic and how to live a completely normal life without it -", Ben 'tarts dronin' 'n. Tha's kinda ironic ta be pushin' those types o' classes when ya're future wife's a literal fuckin' fairy. "You're KIDDING right? Magic's not this 'terrible thing' people should leave in the past for good. It's part of who we are, and where would we be today if people back then had this mentality? Your dad would still be a spoiled rich kid who SURE AS HELL wouldn't have snagged your mom, and your mom, would've probably been forced to marry Gaston. Or be living on the streets as a poor urchin, either way would probably suck. YOU either wouldn't have been born, or you'd be following in Gaston's footsteps.", Hades points out. Aye, he's right 'n it with tha' 1. It's really no wonder why these people 're so dull when anythin' tha's fun is labeled as 'bad' 'r 'unnecessary', but o' tha's 'bout ta change now tha' we're 'ere. We'll set thin's straight 'nd educate these poor chumps 'n tha finer ways o' livin' life. "Okay dad I think he gets it.", Mal tells 'er da while pullin' 'n his sleeve.
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Woah woah woah, let tha man- er, God, talk he's onta somethin' there. Hades steps up ta Ben, 'nd boy does his Kingliness look nervous. He's clearly reallll intimidated by tha future 'n law, 'nd I don' blame 'im. I don' t'ink ANYONE wan's ta risk gettin' 'n Hades' bad side. "No I don' really think he does. I'm a God, I'm made of magic, and if I were just a mortal, I would've withered away and kicked the bucket a while ago. Mal's mother? A Dark Fairy, if she was just a regular woman, she'd probably be locked away in a maximum security prison cell right now. We never would've met, and MAL wouldn't be here right now. You would've never gotten the PRIVILEGE to get to know her, to love her, like you do right now. So if I were you I'd be VERY GRATEFUL that magic has existed for all these years, and that it continues to exist and be used.", Hades rants. Fuckin' hell, tha' actually ne'er crossed me mind, how affected by magic e'eryone is. Tha lass is magic, I don' know how 'er existence came 'bout, but there's a good chance she wouldn' exist either by tha' logic. I probably would've ne'er met me crew 'r me mates either, I'd be 'n me da's ship out at sea. Gods knows where Uma 'nd Gil would e'en be. Actually, Gil'd be 'ere as, bleh, Ben's brother. Uma though? She'd probably be waitin' tables at a seaside Chip Shop. They both deserve better than tha', Hades' right, we DEFINITELY need ta keep magic 'round. Tha lass is clappin' afta his speech, 'nd Ben looks absolutely grief stricken. He must've tried mentally picturin' tha' fucked up scenario.
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Hazel's POV:
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Damnnnn, talk about a mic drop worthy MOMENT. Mal shoots me a 'this isn't the right time for clappin'', kinda look. I stop and hold my hands up in defense. I mouth 'sorry' ta her, and she seems to accept that and move on. Seems like Hades' lil lesson of enlightenment's got EVERYONE'S gears turnin'. Everyone looks soooo, SOMBER. "I-I never really thought about it like that before. I never realized how deeply magic has affected us all, it never occurred to me how different all our stories, and our parents' stories, would be. How some of us would've never met, or even be here.. I'm so sorry, I AM extremely grateful for how magic has touch mine and everyone else's lives.", Ben apologizes. I gotta say, I can appreciate a dude who has no issue admittin' when he's wrong and/or ill informed. Hades kinda sizes him up for a second before takin' a slight step back. He pats Ben on the shoulder, slightly startlin' him, lol. "Ehh I guess it's not your fault that your teachers suck. If I were you, I'd go over all the classes you offer and make some serious adjustments.", he advises Ben. Wow, I'm not sure I've ever seen Mal look THIS relieved. Don't tell me she thought Hades was gonna, MURDER him or something, right on the spot XD. "YES! Er, yes, yeah, you're absolutely right. I'll talk to Headmistress Fairy Godmother about that immediately. You're more than welcome to sit in on the meeting and voice any additional thoughts or opinions on the curriculum.", Ben offers with a smile. Man, what a SUCK UP.
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He saw an opportunity ta bond and get alon' with the big bad daddy dearest in law, and did NOT, hesitate. "Constructive and helpful thoughts or opinions.", Mal tacks on as she stares her dad down. Ahh, she's scared him and Fairy Godmother will end up throwin' hands. She can't be worried about her hubby there, I mean he's the KING of compromise and concedin' when a good point is made. "How long is this gonna take exactly?", Uma whispers ta Harry. He has ta bite back a laugh, so as ta not draw attention ta this side of the circle. Yeah why ARE we all just silently wastin' our time, watchin' this lil family discussion, anyway? Let's move this along. I teleport over next ta Mal. "If ya're so WORRIED about keepin' yare dad in check, why don' ya just sit in on the meetin', ta?", I suggest. Mal looks at me and I can tell, she WANTS ta be mad at me for intrudin', but she knows what I said was helpful. I can feel it. "That's actually a good idea.", Mal admits. I grin at her. "I know how hard that was for you ta, say.", I softly reply while noddin' my head. She narrows her eyes at me before warnin', "Don't push it.". I giggle as I boop her on the nose. As if, there'd be any ACTUAL repercussions ta me pushin' her buttons. What's she gonna do, send me ta my dorm room lol? She slaps my arm away from her, and I can feel Hades practically starin' inta my soul again. "What? I didn' even use the word TITS while referrin' ta Sugar Plum over here.", I innocently ask as I turn ta look at him. He takes a moment ta respond. "That's not why I was looking at you, and you JUST said that word again just now.", he responds while rubbin' his temples.
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OH, then he was either starin' at me cause he thinks I'm hot, crazy, or both. It's always 1 of those 3. "I was ACTUALLY, for your information, looking at you cause you seem familiar. Who're your parents?", he asks me. Oml, what is WITH everyone and always askin' that specific question? WHY does it matter? Everyone, well, everyone who REALLY knows me, stiffens at the question. Hades notices of course. "I don't know.", I simply reply. He furrows his brow, like that concept is so OUT THERE and hard to grasp that his brain needs a hot second to catch up. I gesture for Ben to explain for me, cause honestly, answerin' the same question OVER AND OVER AGAIN gets pretty annoyin'. "Hazel was adopted by Queen Merida when she was a baby, no one knows who her biological parents are.", Ben explains. I swear if I get another, 'oh you're a princess' type comment I'm losin' it and killin' everyone. "Just that one or both of them were magic.", Mal tacks on as if that wasn't a given. Hades looks HELLA intrigued afta they say that. Seriously have you people NEVER heard of adoption? Wait actually, they have ta have, I mean Hercules was adopted for cryin' out loud the idea can't be THAT foreign. "What all can you do exactly, magic wise?", he asks me. Well, that's another question I get a LOT, but at least it's not another parents question. "Lots of thin's.", I chirp. He doesn' look very satisfied with my answer, and moves ta stand in front of me. "Care to be a little more specific?", he presses. I shrug my shoulders and try ta look as nonchalant as possible, just for the Hell of it.
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His inquirin' gaze doesn' waver though. I should probably just indulge him, afta all, curiosity killed the cat and he's an immortal God. That's always an, interestin', mix. "Everythin'.", I tell him. Which just makes him, even more, curious. Feelin' around the circle tells me he's not the only one. Ugh, how much more specific do ya want me ta GET? "I don' exactly 1 specific sets of skills when it comes ta magic. In general, I can do it all.", I clarify. Hades opens his mouth ta no doubt, fire off another question, when Mal pipes up. "As interesting as this is, we do still need to get all this stuff back to the Royal Treasury.", she mentions while pointin' ta the piles of burlap sacks that're just chillin' out in the open. Alright, fair point. "I'm on it, Sugar Plum.", I reply. My eyes glow a bright red color, and with the snap of my fingers, the 'valuables' are back in their designated spots. "Glad we didn't have to help carry that all back by hand.", Carlos says in a relieved tone of voice. Some of the group nods alon', sharin' his sentiment. "Awww, is if I'd ever make you do anythin' like that, precious pupper.", I say afta I snap my head back ta look at him. I catch him tryin' ta fight the blush that's appearin' on his face as I turn my attention back tawards the God of the hour. "You don't use spells.", he comments. Okayyy, are ya goin' somewhere with this? "I never do.", I laugh out. He looks taken back by what I just said. Is it that weird of a thin' ta do for fuck sake? "Didn' she just magic 'way all tha' loot back ta tha treasury?", Harry interjects.
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I look over at him and we make eye contact. He wants ta wrap this up and get outta here, everyone does, I can feel that much. I mean, with how long we've all been standin' here, that's pretty much a given. What's interestin' here, is the amount of jealousy, anger, and longin', that's startin' ta seep from his essence in particular. He's tryin' ta keep it all in, let it fizzle out in the background, but it's not that simple. I'll have ta get him alone afta this, maybe pick his brain for a bit. Maybe he'll relent sooner than I thought. "All spells require magic, but not all magic requires spells. Fairies and witches usually need some sort of magical object to channel their abilities, coupled with spells of course, and by spells I mean the verbal rhyming kind. Of course some fairies or witches can perform magic without a magical object, using just a verbal spell, and vice versa. So either you're not a fairy or witch, or you're just an extremely powerful one.", Hades concludes. Well, the more ya know I guess. Me bein' super powerful isn' really news ta me. I'm pretty well aware of the fact that I can do thin's most bein's could only DREAM of doin'. Everyone's absorbin' this information, especially Uma. She's plottin', in a totally non evil way. "Wow, informative. Ya should be a teacher Mistah Flameo.", I comment. He looks SOOOO offended that I'd dare ta call him anythin' other than his name lol. "Don't call me that kid.", he claps back. Yep I was right, soooo offended. "That's a great idea Hazel! When we speak to Fairy Godmother about the classes taught here, you could volunteer to be the teacher for an Everything You Need To Know About Magic type class.", Ben suggests ta Hades.
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Harry's POV:
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'or some reason, lockin' eyes with tha lass was really unnervin'. It was like she could see through meh, it made meh feel like a weaklin'. Bet she was pokin' 'round 'n me head 'r somethin'. I'll have ta tell 'er ta lay off tha' shite afta this. I guess wha' Hades revealed was usful, though I t'ink we all 'ready knew tha lass was mighty powerful. Tha' part 'bout 'er possibly not bein' a witch 'r faerie didn' make much sense. Tha' part o' his speech, I can' really get 'hind. If she's not a witch 'r faerie, then wha' 'n Hades is she, a demigoddess? LOL, seriously mate, ya must've hit yare head somewhere when we weren' lookin' if tha's where ya were goin' with it. "Me, teach a class? I'm a God, not a teacher.", Hades laughs out. Aye, could ya imagine former villain 'nd ruler o' tha underworld standin' 'n front o' a chalkboard with a textbook 'n hand? I swear Ben has some pretty out there ideas 'or a Kin'. "Why not be both? Bein' a God doesn' have to be the only main defining thing about you.", Ben throws out there. 'Ya're so much more than just a villain.' Tha lass told meh tha', a couple o' times I believe, while we were 'n tha Isle. Now I see where she got tha' mentality. Ya know, I should've known she wasn' from tha' dump as soon I knew she saw somethin' more 'n meh. I mean I did have me suspicions, when I 1st laid eyes 'n 'er I knew there was somethin' different 'bout 'er. Now I can see it's a more like several somethin's. Tha lass is a real piece o' work I'll tell ya. "I don't know, I think you'd make a pretty great teacher dad. Especially since this is something you're so passionate about.", Mal says as a way ta persuade 'im.
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If he doesn' wanna do it then he doesn' wanna do it, ya don' gotta force tha position 'n 'im. "I'll think about it.", he concedes. Which probably means no, 'less Mal yanks 'n his hearstrin's 'nd guilts 'im inta doin' it 'r somethin'. Ben looks really pleased 'bout it 'fore decidin' ta check his watch. "Oh shoot! We're late for our Royal Council meeting! Hades, we'll have to discuss the curriculum with Fairy Godmother tomorrow morning it seems. I look forward to it. Mal, Uma, we should get going. Bye everyone we'll see you later.", Ben says as he holds a hand out ta Mal. She takes it 'nd gives 'er da a kiss 'n tha cheek 'fore wrappin' 'er arms 'round Ben's. Uma moves ta follow 'em, but I grab 'er arm. She gives meh a questionin' look. "Can we talk later, 'bout wha' ya said?", I quietly ask 'er. She opens 'er mouth ta say somethin', but t'inks better o' it 'nd just nods instead. I let go o' 'er 'nd they all rush off ta tha apparently important council meetin'. "I was thinking about practicing some really simple spells with my new wand. Carlos, would you maybe wanna hang out with me for moral support?", Jane asks 'er boyfriend. I 'till have 'o idea wha' she sees 'n 'im, but if they make each other happy who am I ta judge. "Of course! Um, I mean, yeah sure. I'm free, I'd love to.", Carlos not so smoothly replies. Pffft, wha' a nerd! "OOOO MAGIC! Can I come too?!", Gil pleads while boundin' up ta 'em. Carlos looks o'er ta Jane. "It's completely up to Jane, it's her wand after all.", Carlos brushes off. Ahh, bet Jane often wears tha pants 'n tha relationship eh?
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Hazel's POV:
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"Pleeeaassee Jane? Pretty pleasseee?", Gil begs. Awwww, they HAVE ta take this precious bean with them. "Yeah Jane, pretty please?", I tack on while claspin' my hands tagether. She looks kinda surprised that I'm tryin' ta help Gil. Oh DON'T all of a sudden start actin' like I never do anythin' for anyone, ya're literally, holdin' tha wand I magicked up for ya. "Yeah, sure! I don't see why not.", Jane relents. Fuck yeah, we win. "Wooo! Thank you thank you thank you!", Gil cheers. I magic up a bowl of grapes inta his hands, his excitement grows. Who doesn' love a good snac ta go alon' with the train wreck that IS, Jane attemptin' ta do magic? I'm, ever so slightly, disappointed that I can' watch that train wreck for myself with a big bucket of popcorn. Ya see, I've got some thin's ta do, that MAY or may not involve Harry. "Enjoy the show, cinnamon roll.", I tell Gil while pattin' him on the noggin. He shoots me this beamin' smile before already startin' ta stuff grapes inta his mouth. "I will, thanks Hazel you're the best!", he says in between chews. I giggle. "I'll come too. It might be helpful if you have at least 1 person there who actually knows what they're doing. Unless you WANNA blow up half of Auradon, then by all means, go ahead.", Hades comments. I throw my head back and startle cacklin'. "OH, I like ya, ya're fun.", I laugh out. He looks slightly disturbed by my 'outburst', which isn' very surprisin', I get tha' a lot. "Yeah it'd probably be best if you came with us.", Jane admits. Gosh, I REALLY hope, Jane didn' originally intend for her wand trainin' sesh ta be more like a date type thin' with Carlos.
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Cause that ship has SAILED. Lol, pirate pun. "I know.", Hades replies before walkin' off with that chunk of the dream team. I hear someone paddin' over ta me, and apple perfume fills my nostrils. "Hey Pretty Lady.", I say as I turn ta greet Evie. She somehow looks surprised that I knew it was her. I'm magic remember? "Ya smell like apples.", I tell her before she can ask. Jay and Harry gather up next ta us. Most likely since they're either bored, or curious as ta what's about ta leave Evie's mouth. "Oh, okay. Anyway, I cannot believe you made Jane a WAND. That was awfully nice of you.", she comments. Why is that sooo surprisin'? I mean I know why, but still. "Yeah and it's not like you're obsessed with Jane like you are Carlos.", Jay adds on. I throw my hand up. "Okay, hold on there Star Athlete, let's get this straight, I'm not lol. ALSO, I'm not obsessed with Carlos. He's like an adorable lil puppy ya can't help but pet, and ya know how much I love animals.", I retort. Evie and Jay seem ta accept the answer, or pretend ta at the very least, as Harry just rolls his eyes. Oh boy, what's he got a problem with now? "Do ya always flirt with e'ery dog ya come 'cross then?", he snarkly remarks. Ah, so we're gonna play THAT game now are we? "Do ya always try ta fuck every lady ya come across?", I fire back. He narrows his eyes at me as Evie and Jay glance over at each other. They have that, oh shit I do not wanna stick around to see when this conversation's gonna go south, kinda look on their faces lol. "You know, I just remembered that I have this thing, that I need to go do. So I'm gonna head out.", Jay says as he starts backin' away.
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"Yeah and I have a lot of dress orders I need to get started on.", Evie tacks on before runnin' off with Jay. Pffttt, pussies. "Righhtttt, have FUN with that!", I scream afta them. Harry stiffens, not in the fun way either, once he realizes we've been abandoned and it's just us. This'll be interestin'. I swivel around ta face him, he looks away from me. "I should probably head off ta. Ya know, thin's ta do, ladies ta woo.", he muses. Awww he made that last bit rhyme, that's cute, but I'm not lettin' ya off the hook that easily sweetie. "Ya didn't answer my question of earlier, Hooky.", I point out. He furrows his brow. Don't tell me the hard life of bein' an abused pirate's got yare memory shot- actually that would kinda make sense. "O' I didn' actually t'ink ya were bein' serious there lass.", he says in a way that leaves room for him ta stall and possibly dodge the question. "Were YA bein' serious?", I ask. I might as well pick his brain for a bit since we're alone, I'm not gonna let this opportunity go ta waste afta all. He lets out a groan before draggin' his hand down his face. "Ya know wha', ya, ya I was serious. Ya're a hypocrite ya know tha'? Who're ya ta try 'nd call meh out 'or not wan'in' ta settle down when all ya do is flirt with e'ery bloke tha' gives ya e'en tha slightest bit of attention?", he snaps afta crossin' his arms. Hmmm, I can't tell if he's more upset that I pointed out his, oh so obvious, flirtin' habits. Or that I'm not boundin' around in a 'reserved for Harry' t-shirt, and takin' on the virtues of a nun while he gets his shit sorted out.