So this is Twisted here trying to pull some of the weight, usually don't post the chapters so let's all hope this is the right one!
The Next Day
Evie stares blankly at her sewing machine as she pulls a swatch of blue and red fabric through it. The only hint of emotion on her face was the tiny curve in the corners of her lips.
She loved sewing. Nothing but her and the machine, fabric, and thread. She could create anything. Right now she was putting together a super cute romper. It was really starting to get hot, so it would be the perfect piece to add to her wardrobe. That and she was pretty sure rompers were the in thing in Auradon right now. The last Fireside Chat with the King had been accompanied by video clips of the various going ons around the kingdoms, and many of the royals were sporting the very chic look.
She starts humming as she pulls her work out, snipping the thread before she pulls it up to inspect her stitches. She tilts her head this way and that as she rigorously checks her work. With a happy chirp, she lowers it back to her machine, only to see Carlos and T sitting not far from her. "Oh… Hi… How long have you two been sitting there?"
T and Carlos share a look before they look away from each other.
"Not long." T casually shrugs, as he stands up. "We were just looking for you." He adds shortly. He shifts the bag on his shoulder. "We- Well mostly Carlos-"
"Guys, it's just me." Evie smiles as she delicately places her nearly complete romper back on the table, "What's up?"
"Nah, I mean I dipped out for two weeks to read, it was mostly Carlos. I just gave him the idea."
Carlos shakes his head, "Dude, we worked on this together, sure you vanished,, but it was already mostly done."
T scratches the back of his head, "Fair enough." He grins sheepishly.
"Someone want to tell me what's going on?" Evie asks as she arcs one perfectly detailed eyebrow, "Or should I get back to work on my fashion-forward piece that will help the isle get with the program?"
"Oh right." Carlos blinks as he jumps to his feet and also flips open his bag. "It's just a start." They both place piles of cloth in front of her.
T pulls out a torch. "Want to do the honors?" He offers it to Carlos.
Evie narrows her eyes as Carlos takes the torch and T light it, "Guys, that's a lot of fabric." She stands, placing one hand over her chest, "You wouldn't dare-" She lets out a high pitched scream as Carlos lowers the flames into the piles.
Why would they torture her like this? She never thought these two would. Mal, maybe. But never Carlos and T.
"E… E!" Carlos shouts, "Look!" He quickly points out as he takes away the torch.
Evie blinks, clearing the accusation from her eyes before she looks down at the piles of perfectly unharmed cloth. She blinks again before she looks back up, "They- They're fine."
Carlos gives her an ear-splitting grin. "Yeah." He grins, "And Hyades proof." As he blows out the torch.
"Hyades… Proof?" Evie's eyes widen, "Fireproof?" She squeals in excitement, "Are you telling me you made cloth that I can use to make her clothes?"
"Yeah." Carlos nods.
Evie rushes out from behind her machine, knocking the chair down in her exuberance. She runs over to throw her arms around Carlos, squeezing him tightly. "Oh my god, guys! I can't believe you went out of your way to help me like this. Thank you!"
"Of course E." Carlos grins, "Just sorry I didn't think of it sooner," He turns to T, "Why is it always chemicals with you?"
T can't help his shit-eating grin. "Cause I know you like a challenge?" He shrugs.
Evie squeals again as she rushes over to hug T. "Thank you. I totally forgive you for vanishing for so long. But don't do it again. You made me worry. And worry can lead to wrinkles."
T hugs her back without tensing. "My bad princess, won't make a habit of it."
Evie takes a step back, releasing T far quicker than she had Carlos, "See that you don't." She gives him a half stern look before she gives up and runs back to the pile of fabric. "Oh my god, I have so many ideas! Finally, we can replace her old togas. Those things are far to short on her, and tighter than they should be." She rolls her eyes, "I'd say we could burn them, but they're fireproof."
T and Carlos both fist bump each other in triumph before T walks away to disappear behind the wall.
"Shouldn't you try to repurpose it instead?" Carlos asks as he plops back on the couch.
"Probably, even with this much fabric I'll have a hard time providing her a complete wardrobe. She's looking like she needs," Evie coughs delicately, "Undergarments anyway. Maybe I can give them a good washing and use the fabric for that."
T walks back over and empties a bag of unaltered robes on the table. "The imps were more than happy to contribute to your cause. But I'm with C on this- I would try to utilize it. Some of the shit we need is harder to find than others- but we're both gonna be on the lookout for more."
"You two are the best." Evie pulls out her sketchbook and sits, "Imagine the look on her face… Oh, I'll need to get her in here to get measurements. For now, I'll start working on outfit ideas." She looks back up before she puts the first line on the paper, "Thank you. Really. This means a lot to me, and I'm sure it will mean a lot to D as well. She's never had a proper outfit."
"No problem." Both boys echo before they turn to each other and laugh.
T walks away to plop on the couch next to Carlos, "So- About those books I got into... I got a couple of ideas that I could really use your help on."
Carlos laughs, "No rest for the wicked huh?"
"Not since I last checked…" T grins sheepishly before he nudges the other boy's shoulder. "Come on- It'll be fun."
"Oh, you couldn't pay me to stay away from this." Carlos laughs.
T smirks, "That's my man." He punches Carlos' shoulder playfully. "So I was thinking of a forge."
Carlos tilts his head to the side, his lips contemplatively pursed, "I'm listening."
"Well, Deez is pretty much a walking one- We'd just need molds, and the right mix of metals which I figured you could work something out- Might not even involve chemicals this time. And Deez has gotten fucking fantastic at controlling her shit."
"Yeah! Did you know she's been making blown glass?" Carlos looks over his shoulder to Evie's bookcase, and the small, hollow glass apple displayed on it.
"That's actually how I got the idea," T admits with a Cheshire-cat grin. "I've seen the shops around the edges of towns. I could get the supplies to the tombs if we had the molds." He leans back in his seat.
"I know Deez is strong and all… But if she's going to be the one in charge of the fire-"
T looks away. "Don't finish that thought man. Just trust that I got it- before you get yanked off the project."
Carlos frowns, but shrugs, "Sure… Thought be gone."
"Ooooh, Can you imagine D in a romper like mine? But with this pretty pale fabric and the grey, ooo, and this for trim. Oh, she'd be adorable."
T and Carlos share a confused look, as they watch her.
"Yeah, she'd look cute as fuck in that." T states after another moment of silence.
"I know right…" Evie lets out a satisfied huff before she bends back over her sketchbook, "I'm so good at this."
Carlos shakes his head before he lifts his brow at T. "What do you know about fashion?" He questions skeptically.
"That E's the queen of it." Comes T's easy response. "So if she says it will be cute, it'll be cute."
Carlos grins, "Totally fair."
"I should probably get goin' before the Dragon and Jay get back." T stands up.
"If you see Deez tell her I need to see her immediately." Evie calls out, not even looking away from her sketch, "It's an emergency."
"Of course princess." T salutes her. "It'll be at the top of my list."
So, what do you guys think of this chapter? Glad that C and T finally finished their project? Was this enough fluff for you? Did E's reaction to her gift delight and give you that fuzzy warm feeling? Happy that E showed up in another chapter? Did you guys already see T's plan before he mentioned to Carlos? And what do you think T has in mind that he told C to drop a thought?
Let us know in the comments below
With much love and appreciation,
Dark and Twisted
