Hey Descendants!
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- Twisted
A few days later...
Carlos furrows his brow as he reads over a new formula he wanted to try out. It didn't look complicated, but he also wasn't the one in charge of melting and mixing these metals. He looks up to ask Hyades a question but pauses when he seems her blank expression.
The steady twang of the hammer falling against screaming hot metal created a steady beat in the background. The hiss of the steam as the beaten swords were shoved into the water had become a blissful balm. He enjoyed the atmosphere they'd created here. Enjoyed the work they were doing. With a sigh, he looks back down at his book.
The last batch of metals ended up being too brittle so they were trying again with more rebar this time. He was hoping the sturdiness of the steel would balance out the problems they were running into. He shakes his head. But today just seemed like a tense day to voice his suggestions out loud. T and Gil were unusually stoic, even by their standards. And D was being unusually cold.
Had something happened? Did he do something? If he had, he couldn't think of what it could be. But he didn't want to lose this peace. "Uhhh…" He sighs, unable to bring himself to form words.
The hammer pauses as he suddenly sees three sets of eyes on him.
"Sup?" T asks after a moment's pause.
Carlos blinks, "Oh… I uuh… Just had a question?"
"What is it?" Gil asks curiously.
Carlos looks down to the book in his lap before he looks back up, "I uh, think I have an idea to fix the brittleness…"
"There's that genius brain working." T beams at him, "What'cha come up with?"
Carlos laughs once, "Right… Are you guys okay?" He asks before he can lose his nerve. He never asked questions like that in Mal's presence, but it didn't mean he didn't worry. Before today, he wouldn't have hesitated, but now… He was just glad he got it out.
Gil frowns when T and Hyades look away, "There was an incident the other day…" He explains, "That involved the three of us, the ocean, and seaweed."
Carlos tightens his jaw as his eyes dart to Deez. Ah… That explained why he'd caught her glaring at the waves. The part about seaweed was throwing him off until he remembered Mal explaining what Ursula had done to Hyades. "Oh… I'm sorry… That uh… Sounds uncomfortable."
Gil snorts, "You're just as bad as them." He gestures to T and Hyades.
"But not as bad as Mal, Jay, and Evie." Carlos defends with a light chuckle.
"Have we met the same T?" Hyades questions as she crosses her arms. "I'm not that bad."
Gil's silent for a moment, before a grin tugs at his lips. "You're definitely getting better."
"Fair." Carlos smiles. He appreciated Gil. It was still scary to see him wielding that hammer like someone owed him money, but he liked how straight forward the guy was.
"Right here, assholes." T but can't help his grin.
"Oh, I know." Gil agrees easily. "Figured you might listen better if it was second-hand information."
"Oooh, Gil never thought I'd say this to you man, but fuck you."
Gil smirks, "That's more Harry's thing."
"Ooh, kids got jokes today." T grumbles.
"At least they're not short jokes." Hyades absently chuckles.
"Seriously." Carlos agrees, "They get old."
"Yet they're never in short supply," T responds with a tilt to his lips.
Hyades groans before she turns back to the piles. She blinks at them before turning back, "Sorry Carlos… You said you had an idea?"
"Right." Carlos shakes his head. "I was thinking we should add more rebar to this batch, steel is our most abundant metal anyways. Might as well use it. Doesn't have to be pretty to be functional right?"
"Sounds good to me." Hyades stands and walks over to the pile of rebar to pick several up as if they were nothing more than twigs."
"I'll go grab more buckets of water." T states before he stands up.
Hyades sighs as she lights her hands and slowly begins to bend the metal in on itself as if it were clay she was rolling into a ball.
Carlos watches in amazement as the metal melts into a liquid. It didn't matter how many times he'd watched it, he couldn't help himself. It was fascinating. To watch a piece of steel so quickly turn into molten metal? He'd never even considered this an option. He looks between Gil and Hyades before he turns back to T, thoughtfully.
T certainly had a way of drawing people together to work towards a common goal. He frowns. Is that why Mal disliked him so much? Could she see it?
"Hey, Carlos…" Hyades turns towards him but continues to work on the metal in her hands.
Carlos turns back to Hyades, "Sup D?"
Hyades scrunches her face up as if she were in pain before she sighs, "Thanks for caring enough to ask what was wrong."
"Good girl." Gil grins at Hyades.
Carlos does a between the two so quickly he nearly gets whiplash. That was new and vaguely uncomfortable. "You're welcome?" The word still felt weird on his tongue.
"I know it can be weird to worry and not know how to ask." Hyades shrugs before she turns away again and concentrates on the brightly glowing ball in her hands.
Carlos grins as he leans back. He really, really liked this group of people. It was different but in a good way. He wasn't sure why he'd been so worried. Habit probably.
T had never steered him wrong before, and Hyades always had his back.
We absolutely love writing chapters in Carlos's perspective. He's very wise for being one of the youngest. Do you guys enjoy reading it just as much? Do you like the way we've written the cannon's number one cinnamon roll? And the way his mind works?
And what about this little group T has assembled? Is it developing as you all were hoping? Does it upset you that both Gil and Carlos are so willing to lie to their leaders?
Nothing is more important to us than keeping our characters in their authenticity so, if you guys ever feel like they are completely out of character please don't hesitate to be like 'bitches say what? Character A would never react this way to event B! You daft cunts'
Feedback is what keeps us going between writing sessions! So let us know if we're still keeping your intentions. We eventually want to write an original story to get published so any of your thoughts or concerns mean the world to us two developing writers!
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Thank you all for following us down this rabbit hole!
We love these fucking kids, and hope you do too!
With much love and appreciation,
-Twisted
