Hey Descendants,
I am so sorry I didn't post on Monday. Things have been crazy this past week. I just started my job and worked seven straight days X.x
And Twisted is in the middle of painting her house, and going through the nightmare of getting newly bought house all the utilities... Yuck right?
But we're still going to be posting, I promise it was just a glitch in the matrix. I'll even post another chapter tomorrow to make up for it... Oh wait, tomorrow is Friday... How does two chapters tomorrow sound?
Until then, enjoy the chapter, and don't forget to check out Twisted's questions at the end :)
The following Tuesday
Jay sits on the dilapidated balcony, hiding in the shadow of the overhanging roof as he watches for the showy pirate. What had Harry calling a meeting out of the blue like this? Had T told them about D's melt down conversation? That didn't sound right… Unless Harry had also learned to decode T's silences.
Whatever it was, he was sure it was going to be entertaining. He peeks out once more, scanning for any shadows coming or going from the nearby buildings. He was still absolutely certain T lived in one of these damn buildings.
A loud banging on the roof above him makes him fall still, until he hears the three knocks. He returns them, smiling when Harry flips down over the side, hanging by his arms.
"Hey there." Harry greets with a wink.
"Sup man?" Jay nods as he steps back into the shadows, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.
Harry sighs before he drops to the balcony and eases his way into the shadows of the opposite corner, "Thanks for meetin' up mate."
"No problem man." That was strange. They rarely thanked each other. What the hell had this kid so highly strung? It just didn't match his normal cocky attitude.
"Look, I ain't gonna stretch this out, so here it is." Harry takes a deep breath, "We got ah problem an I don'nah be knowin' what ta do with it."
"Well, okay… What kind of problem we talkin?"
"An Atilla sized problem."
"Fuck." Jay breathes out. That was so not what he'd been expecting to hear."What the fuck is he up to now?"
Harry nods solemnly, "The big guy himself be cornerin' Deez. Talkin' ta her."
Jay's mouth hangs open before he shakes his head. It was rare that Atilla sought anyone out himself. And it was ballsy as fuck to corner Deez on a good day. "When the fuck that happen?" He demands.
"Same day T and Deez be ah gettin' in'ah fight apparently…" Harry shakes his head, "it gets worse though. Ya need ta be keepin' ah better watch, he might ah been eavesdroppin' on you lot."
Jay's brow lifts, "T told you bout that?" He asks in surprise. "Or was it D?" That would've made more sense, except he doubted Hyades spent much time around the eccentric pirate. She was afraid of the shop, and water, which was Uma's terf.
Harry shrugs, "Gil and me sorta be workin' it all out from things they both be sayin' and doin'."
"Ah…" Jay nods, "That was a heavy fuckin' day man… I can't-" He shakes his head, "Just what the fuck?"
"He were targetin' her feelin' like she don'nah be belongin', sayin' shit like she should join him." Harry growls, angered at the very idea all over again.
Jay lets out a curse. "Seriously?" He frowns, "That is a red fucking flag man. I don't know how the fuck he could've figured it out without being there… I know no one in our gang would say-" His eyes suddenly narrow as a rock drops in his stomach. T wouldn't have done something like that, would he? He knew T acted like he didn't like Atilla, but- No. Not T. It just wasn't the kid's style…
Still he couldn't help the little niggle of doubt.
"Aye, but be gettin' this mate…" Harry leans forward, whispering the name as if the boy could hear him, "T fought 'im. Gave our princess ah chance ta be gettin' away."
Jay does a double take. "T did what now?" He'd seen the kid sword fight. Was he even still alive? Clearly he was- But how injured did he get. And how the fuck had T held his own? He wanted to fucking strangle him.
"Aye… Scared the hell outta our girl. But he dropping down, actin' like the guy were'nah even there, just talkin' ta Deez like he were continuin' ah conversation." Harry laughs, "It be ah sight funnier ta be hearin' Deez talk about it."
No shit. Atilla was fucking terrifying. He was awesome with a sword but even he would be hesitant to fight Atilla. Kid went for fucking blood. There was no play at all in his style. "T's not much of a storyteller, I've noticed… Deez on the other hand, spot on if she has time to gather her thoughts.
"She wrote about it." Harry nods in agreement.
Jay scoffs, "Bet she did." He was gonna have to seek out that tablet. What the fuck had T been thinking?
Harry's smile slowly drops, "So yeah, Atilla… But we really can'nah being talkin' ta the ladies about this just yet…" He shakes his head.
"Yeah no shit- I ain't about to try to repeat the well." Jay quickly agrees, equally solemn. "That's a big fucking problem…. And you said T ignored him? That's an even bigger problem. Now he probably has his feelers out for the stupid shit. Which is sure to eventually get to the dragon who can sniff out a lie like a fucking hound."
Harry shrugs, "He never got T's name… But aye, it be a problem with the kraken too."
Jay lets out a sigh as he nods in understanding. "Well, we learned some shit about our girl on our end too. Apparently Senior ain't as great as a pops as most of the isle thinks."
Harry quickly frowns, trying to cover his delight that Jay was also sharing information, "Aye? Ya'd never be ah knowin' that by way Deez talks." He exclaims, rather than reveal that he was also in the know on this topic.
"Yeah, well apparently Daddy dearest likes to-" He looks around carefully, lowering his voice yet another octave. "Force her to try and break his shackles." He lets out a deep breath, "And from I heard it ain't fuckin' pretty. T's pretty sure the only reason it hasn't killed her is because Senior's two imps keep stepping in."
Harry furrows his brow, "Pain and Panic? Those two are the only things that be ah keepin' her alive… Fucking neptune's fury mate…" It was actually worse than he thought.
Jay blanchs at the realization. "Fuck, I didn't think about it like that…" He rubs his neck. "That's even more terrifying. Fuck. Do you know where she is now? We haven't seen her since the two got into a fight.
"She and T be playin' their game." Harry quickly assures him, "They made up."
Jay's face shifts to concern. "After Atilla happened?"
"My lad's with her, my lady be givin' him leave when she be spendin' the night on the ship."
"D? D spent the night… On the ship?" Jay asks in surprise. Apparently Hyades was having one hell of a week.
"Aye mate." Harry grins, "She did indeed. She can'nah be comin' or goin' on her own yet, but we be gettin' her to the ship."
Jay nods his head, "Respect for managing that one."
"All credit be due my lad," Harry explains, "He parently couldn't leave her alone when she be ah feelin' like ah outsider."
Jay looks away from Harry, shifting in discomfort. "I'm glad. We really weren't sure how to respond- And before we got the chance to discuss it, Mal swore us to secrecy."
"That be soundin' like you lot…" Harry shrugs, "Ya ain'nah ones ta be big on the feels."
Jay coughs awkwardly as he looks away, "Ain't our proudest moment." He concedes. "But we weren't supposed to hear that conversation in the first place- T was pretty set on catching fire again, got her started and we at least agreed she never meant to say that shit in front of all of us..."
Harry shrugs, "That be soundin' like T." He lets out a deep sigh, "I'm 'bout ta be floatin' me boat up the same shit creek with Deez here soon."
Jay takes a deep breath before he lets it out, "More power to you man, I can't even handle E when she's angry. It's usually the tears…" He shifts in discomfort. "They both cry when they're angry."
"Aye… I ain'nah lookin' forward ta it." Harry shakes his head as he balls his fists up, "But I be needin' her ta be tellin' me all this herself, much as that be seemin' impossible."
"I do not envy your task at all. She's never even written about herself- She's just as bad as fucking T with getting shit outta her." Jay shakes his head.
Harry blinks, "I ain'nah bein' so sure 'bout that…" Harry sits up a little straighter, "I were tryin' ta interrogate him, cause the lad be stirrin' my lad into ah frenzy ta go stay with our girl…" He shakes his head, recalling the panic and fear on Gil's face as he begged to be allowed to go to the beach.
Jay scoffs, 'Well T's about as good with emotions as the dragon, of course he got your lad… His version of talking emotions with D is pissing her off on purpose- To I guess try to talk her through it or something- I'm still not sure, it was like watching Cruella run out of alcohol. A complete shit show, man."
Harry shivers at the concept, "Ain'nah no one wantin' that wretch sober."
"Yeah, no fucking kidding- But it happened."
"Aye, here be the strange thing, gettin' back ta me conversation with the shadow. So, I give up, ya know, thinkin' he ain'nah got nothin'. I back off and we be havin' ah normal-ish conversation, and then he's just spilling everything about Atilla. Weirdest damn thing I ever be ah seein'."
"Did he curse and take off after?"
Harry furrows his brow, "Aye, that he did."
"What were you two doing?" Jay asks curiously; T usually only info dumped like that when he was distracted.
Harry narrows his eyes, "We… Oh… He said he'd rather be interrogated by Atilla… I thought he were jokin', but then he started talking about how Atilla did not like bein' ignored, and suddenly, bam, whole story. Couldn't get him ta be saying shit bout D, then just, boom, ya be knowin'?"
Jay can't help his snicker, "Was there an awkward pause before he blurted it out? Or did you just stumble over the right questions?"
"I did ask him ta just fuckin' tell me why the hell he be ah tanglin' with Atilla."
"Must've been the right question." Jay shrugs, "Helpful hint, when dealin' with that one. If you can resist interrupting him and just stare, he'll keep talking."
Harry slowly nods, "Good ta be ah knowin', and sounds like it were hard earned."
Jay lets out a deep breath, "You don't even know the half of it… T really got under the dragon's skin a few months back, now we're all expected to figure out dirt on T." He rolls his eyes. "But gettin' anything personal from that kid-" He shakes his head. "I'd rather pull my own teeth."
"I be hearin' that-"
Harry and Jay both jump in surpise when another figure lands on the balcony with them.
"YEEEKKK!" The shadow squeals before it falls backwards off the rickety balcony.
Jay and Harry exchange wide eyed glances before they inch to the edge.
"T?" Harry calls out in concern.
T stands up and pulls himself on the balcony railing, bringing himself eye level with the two laying on the balcony above him. "Sup?" He greets, his ears burning.
"Sup yourself man, you scared the shit outta us." Jay grumbles, "Did you come ta spy on us again?"
Harry turns his head to stare at Jay in confusion.
"Clearly." T blinks. "Yes. Obviously, that's what I was doing..."
Harry turns back to T with a glare, "Uh huh. So you know about this?"
T shrugs, "Didn't realize what you two were doing wasn't cool when I started."
"He ain't gonna narc." Jay vouches.
Harry turns to Jay skeptically, "On purpose."
"Fuck you Hook." T rolls his eyes.
"We just don't leave him with the ladies-" Jay chuckles, "-for long."
"Right here." T grumbles, "Assholes."
"Oh my apologies…" Harry rolls his eyes, "How's Deez hunting goin?"
"Oh I found them, but her and Gil were sleeping so I figured I'd find them again tomorrow."
Jay tilts his head to the side, "They were both sleeping?"
T nods, "Yeah?"
"Are they like, well hidden?" Jay continues to question.
"Well enough." T shrugs. "I mean it took me five days to track them. Gil's super good at covering the trail, which Deez usually doesn't do- So it was a lot more fun this time around…Usually it's a fuck fest of tracks like she has no idea where she's actually heading- Which might actually be true now that I'm saying it out loud..." His eyes narrow in thought.
"They be soundin' safe ta me Jay. 'Parrently most these games take place outside the towns and stuff." Harry rolls his eyes, "But since ya be ah thinkin' o' swining by again, wanna be doin' me ah solid?"
"Depends on the solid." T shrugs.
Harry sighs, "Look, I be needin' ta have ah conversation with the princess, like I be ah sayin' a'fore. So if ya could be steerin' them beach side I'd be apperciatin' it. If ya could be takin' Gil back to Uma even more so."
T thinks for a moment before he nods his head. "I don't see a problem with that." He shrugs.
"Thanks mate."
"I'll send them your way round ten."
"Wonderful, no need ta be upsettin' your game 'till then."
"Isn't this game a little dangerous… I mean especially right now?" Jay questions, reminding the two he was still there.
"Meh." T shrugs. "I'm pretty sure between the two of they can handle anything, and Gil's good at calming her down. B'sides not like D can't handle herself."
Harry narrows his eyes, "Oh really… Ya be thinkin'?" He shakes his head, "So ya did'nah need ta be jumpin' in ta save her then?"
T blinks, "I saved Atilla."
Jay stares back at T slack jawed, "What?"
Harry rolls his eyes, "Gil might'ah mentioned Deez were afraid she'd start ah war if she be burnin' Atilla…" Harry concedes for T.
T gestures to Harry. "So get off my ass…" He grumbles before he turns back to the two of them. "And I coulda swore I heard my name... were you two sharing my information between yourselves or the gangs?" he asks curiously.
Jay and Harry mirror each other as they shrug innocently.
"Mhmm." T rolls his eyes, "Whatever. Enjoy your secret meeting- I'd suggest next time using a balcony that isn't relying on one support beam."
"What!" Jay and Harry slam back against the wall.
T shakes his head. "Calm down, you'd both just fall a story or two. Don't be so dramatic… Just pay attention to where you are in this area is all… They don't have the up keep the rest of the isle does."
"Well that's a terrifying thought." Jay shakes his head as he stands.
"Isn't it?" T agrees easily. "Maybe you two should meet in a different area."
Jay shrugs as if considering it. But can't keep from glaring. "Probably a good idea… But this is the most open, neutral territory."
"But there are quieter locations-Where your less likely to be seen though." T counters ignoring the glare. "I know like several in great neutral areas, I could show you- And mark them off my list and you two can continue your bromance in private."
Harry tilts his head to the side, mouthing the word to himself in amusement.
"Shut the fuck up T!" Jay snaps, "That shit ain't even funny."
"Kinda funny." T disagrees. "If your reaction is any indication. Besides I told you your bromance is safe with me...I'm not running to Uma or Mal anytime soon. S'not your faults I stumbled over it. Kinda your faults for not noticing me sooner." He jumps off the railing. "Try not to collapse the balcony, yeah-Later."
Harry and Jay shake their heads as T vanishes from their sight.
"Oh that little fuck definitely lives around here." Jay grumbles.
"Ya think so? He didn't seem ta be likin' the fact we meet here."
They stare at each other for a second before they crack up laughing.
"Ya want ta scale down first?" Harry offers as he gestures to the edge with a flourish of one hand.
"If ya don't mind- I'mma try to figure out where he just disappeared too."
"Go for it mate. We can meet on the roof in three day ta be checkin' in," Harry offers, "Ya know, after dark."
"Sounds like a plan." Jay agrees as he carefully makes his way across the balcony to gingerly drop down to the railing beneath him.
Harry watches him go, feeling better now that he knew Hyades' other group knew enough to keep her safe. But, he still wasn't sure what to do with the information himself.
Looked like he was going to have a talk with Deez, ready or not.
Ha! Haha! Haha! Haha! Hahah!
Anyone else die laughing reading this chapter? We almost did writing it. The bromance between Harry and Jay is just hard to ignore. We really love their dynamic, and throwing T into the mix just makes everything that much more interesting. So what did ya'll think? Are you guys loving the Jay and Harry meetings? Do you like T joining in the 'secret' meetings? Let us know. Promise. Anything helps to make this a better story for you amazing readers!
With much love and appreciation,
Dark and Twisted
