Heya Descendants!

I hope you guys are having a great day!

...And I guess at this point you've figured out who the gutter mouth really is.

But seriously, there's no way kids growing up on the Isle wouldn't be foul-mouthed little shits. That we all obviously love, or you wouldn't be here.

To all of you have read up to this point, you guys rock!

We really do appreciate your dedication, compared to our first version of this story, this one's a damn beast.

-Twisted


A few weeks later...

T curiously watches from the top of the building as Gil stays bent over a drunk for nearly half an hour.

It wasn't weird for Gil to be out alone anymore. What was weird was this is how he kept finding the boy. He'd waved it away at first, but this had to be nearly the tenth night he'd caught Gil hunched over a passed out adult while he made his rounds.

Short of carving, playing the flute, and smithing he wasn't sure he'd ever seen the other boy focus on anything so intently. So what the hell was Gil doing?

He'd been trying to let it go, and give him some space. But he was starting to lose grip on his restraint. Fuck it. He jumps down, landing in a crouch. He slowly stands as he silently walks up behind Gil.

"Hey T," Gil whispers without looking away from the strange, noisy pen in his hand.

"Sup." Damn, he was losing his edge. He frowns as he goes to lean against the wall Gil was facing. His eyes drop to the black line Gil was marking some fucker with. "Huh…"

"Cool right?" Gil smiles.

"Glad you found something to occupy your time with." He circles the question. He wasn't a fan of permanently letting someone else put their mark on anybody.

"I've always liked watching Ace work, so when I got more free time he offered to teach me how to do tattoos. So now he gives me his clients that are sleeping so I can practice."

Sleeping? He looks over at the man, passed out cold. No. That was a needle going into the man's skin. "Any of them wake up in the middle of your art yet?"

"Sometimes." Gil slowly shrugs, "They usually just nod and go back to sleep."

"Heard." T nods. "What'cha plannin' on doin' with this skill?"

The noise coming from the pen stops as Gil sets it aside and turns to T, "I got a really good idea for Uma, but I wanna make sure I'm really good first." He explains as he rolls up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal an intricate tentacle wrapped around his bicep with an anchor clutched by the tip of the appendage.

"Ah." T smiles. That explained that. Gil did like to surprise his captain after all. "That looks fucking boss." He grins at him as best he can. Why the fuck would you do that to yourself on purpose? "She'll love it. Very her."

"Yeah." Gil nods excitedly, "Because she's the Kraken and they have like hundreds of tentacles, so we could ask everyone in the crew if they want a tattoo and it would be like we're all an arm of the Kraken."

"I'm sure that will be popular with that crowd." T offers a small smile. "And it's very… Symbolic, I guess. Like she's claiming her crew. Or that you're all pieces to a whole or some shit. She'll eat it up."

"I hope she likes it." Gil grins as he rolls his sleeve back down.

"I know she will." She better, it wasn't like he could get rid of it if he wanted too. Well, he could, but he doubted he'd offer that particular solution to this problem. He was pretty confident Uma would love the thought behind it. And the moral and dedication her crew members would show her by acquiescing to the request.

"I've been working on designs for Harry and Deez too, but I'm having problems with Uma's." He sighs, "Cause she can't have a tentacle, she needs the head of the Kraken, right?"

"Huh." T frowns, "Want me to see if Yensid has a book with pictures of one?"

"Yeah!"

T grins at his enthusiasm. Just because he loathed the very idea of something didn't mean he couldn't help outright? "Anything else I should be on the lookout for?"

Gil frowns, "Like if I wanted my own machine?"

"Sure, whatever that means, if you show me what they look like I can probably find one for ya."

"I think Ace said he has a broken one, but here," Gil moves back to let T see the machine he was using.

T studies the machine for a moment. It was pretty small. "Thank christ the book club is back in session." He smiles, "I bet someone in it could fix that up for you."

Gil nods, "I just wish we got together more than three times a week."

"I know, but any more and it might draw attention from the wrong people." T shrugs. "Better to air on the side of caution, ya know? And it's not like we're not making progress. I mean we've only have your blades to make before we move onto daggers." He'd been disappointed at first when Jay had told Gil to make him the same blade as he'd made Mal, Carlos, and Evie- but after using it, he had to appreciate Jay's consideration. He was much quicker than he was strong. The blade just made more sense for him.

"I guess." Gil frowns, "I'm just running out of things to do. I wish I was allowed to help Uma again."

T sighs, "I know man, I'm sorry." He rubs the back of his neck. "I try to help her as much as I can… But I know she'd have an easier time with you two with her." He frowns.

"It's been a lot cleaner since you pulled that stunt on Tim."

"Yeah, but now Ursula is fucking up the kitchen out of spite." T sighs.

"Villains suck." Gil sighs.

"You can say that again." T shakes his head, "But anyway, what type of ink do you need for this shit?"

"Ace says there's special inks you can use, but he takes ink from old pens too."

"Hmm." T frowns as he pushes off the wall. "Is the special ink in his shop? Not gonna steal it- Just wanna see what it looks like… Or figure out what's in it."

"I think so."

"Cool." He starts walking away. "Enjoy your practice."

"Thanks, man." Gil nods before he turns back and picks up the pen.

The noise of the machine follows him as he ghosts into the shop.


Hey Guys,

Dark here, sorry for getting this out later than normal. We've been having a series of unfortunate events, but don't worry, we're still gonna get these chapters out to you. And I know I'm no Twisted, but I'll do my best to ask a few questions.

What do you guys think of Gil's new hobby? What do you think of his tat? Of his idea for crew tats?

What about T's distaste for tattoos? Did that surprise you?

Would you be interested in seeing what Gil comes up with?

Is there anything else about the chapter that made you smile? Gave you feels?

Be sure to let us know!

Also... Since the chapter had him in it...

Gil's Inspiration playlist

Pocketful of Sunshine- Natasha Beningfeild

Counting stars- One Republic

My Blood- Twenty one Pilots

I wanna be free- Panic at the Disco

Paradise- Cold Play

Geronimo- Sheppard

Pardon Me- Incubus

Simple as This- Jake Bugg

Boy in a Bubble- Alec Benjamin

Hey Brother- Avicii

High Hopes- Panic at the Disco

We're very excited to share our inspiration with you, and if you have a song that makes you think of any of the characters let us know too!

Lots of love Descendants!

-Dark-