Hey Descendants,
Thank you all for the well wishes! Still not feeling 100%, but better than I was for the past few days. Brother is recovering too.
But back to the update-
Last chapter we saw Hades get all up the Sea Family's business as well as T waking up for more than a factual insult attack on Uma.
In this chapter, we're going to see the fallout. We hope you enjoy Confidence.
-Dark-
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Deez shakes her head against Harry's side.
Even without touching her Uma could feel the heat radiating from her crying cousin. Not that she was complaining. While she had no issue swimming in cold water, the wind was bitterly cold.
Harry covers his face with one hand as he presses Deez tighter to him with the other, "It be fine princess, there ain'nah be need for ya ta be sorry." He shivers and drops his hand to hold her even closer.
"I didn't mean to knock us off the damn ship."
"It's okay Baby Girl, we know that." She assures Deez as she rubs the girl's small shoulder, "Harry wasn't thinking. He needed a dip to cool off his hot head."
Deez shivers, "I'm still sorry." She pulls away from Harry, her eyes widening as she looks him over, "Did I burn you?"
"No love, ya ain'nah be ah burnin' me," he gives Deez a small smile as he runs a hand over her back, "so much as bruisin' me pride."
"I'm sorry." Deez swallows hard as her eyes drop to Harry's waist, "I probably bruised you."
"It's okay, his pride can take some bruising. T's been out too long. His head's gettin' too big for his hat."
"I were'nah 'bout ta be letting ya go Baby Girl. I be feeling ah mite better knowin' yer instinct be ta hold tight if that ever be ah happenin' again." Harry admits before he purses his lips and glares at Uma, "Speakin' o' T though, I be ah needin' ta be checkin' on him before he be ah pulling ah disappearin' act."
"I told you not to leave him." She flings out her hands in exasperation.
"Aye, ya did be ah doin' that." Harry sighs, "But T be ah demandin' I go see what the hell be ah hurtin' our Treasure here." He smiles as he runs a hand through Deez's hair.
Uma wipes a hand down her face, "Of course. Makes perfect sense."
Harry winces as he stands, "Glad ya be ah thinkin' so cap'in." He winks at Deez before he stands.
Uma blinks in surprise when Deez surges to her feet to wrap her arms around Harry, pressing her face against his chest. Harry's face softens as he returns her desperate hug.
"Aye love, it were ah bein' scary, but we be ah gettin' out none the worse for wear." He picks her up and holds her close to his chest, "I wish I be ah havin' time ta be greetin' ya home proper like, but I be needin'-"
"I know." Deez nods against him, "I just, I uh, I'm sorry. And I love you."
Uma and Harry exchange a brief smile before she slowly eases Deez out of Harry's arms.
"I be lovin' ya too Baby Girl, don'nah ya be forgettin' that." Harry boops Deez on the nose before he vanishes into the cabin.
"Aye." Uma nods as she presses Deez close, wrapping her arms around the other girl tightly before she sits with her back to the rail.
Deez sighs as she turns to fully focus on Uma, "Are you okay?"
Uma nods her head slowly. "Nothin' I can't handle." She pulls Deez to her side and holds her close like a doll. "Thank you for stopping him."
Her breath hitches in her throat as she nods and hides her face in Uma's hair, "I'm sorry Uma, I was supposed to warn you that he was coming but I-" She shakes her head, "I froze at the dock."
Uma frowns as she rubs Deez's arms up and down, she was shaking hard against her side, "Things don't change overnight Baby Girl. It's going to take some time to conquer that fear of yours." She assures her softly as she kisses the crown of her head, "What matters is you stopped Harry from attacking your fucking father."
Deez wraps her arms around her, enveloping her entirely in warmth as she clings to her side. "I was afraid he was going to hurt Harry. You obviously listened and didn't fight him."
"When a god tells you not to fight, and my Baby Girl agrees with him-" Uma chuckles tightly as she runs a hand through Deez's hair.
"I figured you would listen, once I could think straight." Deez shivers before she buries her head against her, nuzzling into her side, "Harry though. I don't think Harry knows how to not fight, and Gil didn't do good with it so I really didn't want it to happen to Harry and I'm so sorry I have no idea what the hell he was looking for."
"What's wrong with Gil," Uma's arms restrict around Deez in concern. "Did he do something to our Sweet Boy?"
"He searched our souls." Deez sniffs, "Like he did to you."
"But what do you mean Gil didn't do well with it though, Deez?"
"He went blank for a little, and couldn't stand up." Deez explains as she absently plays with Uma's braids, "When I told him I'd seen people killed by it he told me to come warn you, because he couldn't move well yet."
Uma lets out a sigh of relief as her shoulders drop. "So he didn't like, attack your dad or fight it then?"
"No, he didn't fight it."
Uma lets out a deep breath, "Good." She caresses Deez's hair with her cheek. "I've missed the two of you so much, it's nice to get to hold you again."
"We miss you too." Deez tightens her grip, "But we understand, well, Gil does, and he explained it to me.
"That's my Sweet Boy." She peppers Deez's silky hair with kisses.
Deez pulls back just enough for her to see her face, "He's been helping me understand what it means to be part of our family." She smiles.
Uma nods in approval, "I know this has been hard for the two of you, but it's unfortunately for the best. T's…"
"I know Uma," She nods before she hugs her again, "you don't have to explain. I know it's hard for you too."
"We miss you both so much. It's been hard not having our anchor or compass with us. We're drifting directionless while we wait for T to… Ya know..."
"Get better?" Deez offers quietly.
"Yeah, get better."
"You're not directionless," Deez assures her as she nuzzles her face against Uma's neck, "you and Harry have an important job. And when you can, you'll call us home. Until then, we're working on swords, writing letters, and I'm making a warm place for Gil to teach me how to swim."
"Oh!" Uma hugs her tightly, "That's such a clever idea. See, look at you working on your fear with our Sweet Boy, I'm so proud of you both."
Deez grips her tighter as warmth trickles down her neck.
Uma pulls back and gently thumbs away the tears, "What's this about?" She asks softly.
"You're proud of me." Deez bites her lip as she looks away.
"Of course, Baby Girl." Uma chuckles as she pulls her tighter to her chest and squeezes her tightly. "You're working on a fear on your own. You're working to be a better pirate. To be more comfortable on this ship, more comfortable at home. How could I not be proud of you?"
"It makes me happy." Deez smiles.
Uma giggles happily as she hugs her even tighter, "It should. You're so brave."
"I'm not," She shakes her head slowly, "But I'm part of a family that makes me feel brave."
Uma's vision goes blurry as she hides her face in the crook of Deez's neck. The thought of their treasure so freely admitting that she was part of their family and the influence it was already having had her beside herself with unadulterated happiness. "Yes, yes you are Baby Girl."
"And, I know it's going to be rough sometimes. And I know it's confusing sometimes too." Deez tilts her head to the side, furrowing her brow as if she were trying to remember something important, "But I want you to know I'd rather be with you and Gil and Harry and T, my family, than anywhere else, no matter what." Her voice cracks and she speeds up, as if afraid she wouldn't have time to say everything she needed to say, "And I'm sorry I've been stubborn and scared, but I love you, and I needed to say that before we have to separate again because you need to know I love you and I'm sorry I've hurt you."
Uma chokes on a sob as she crushes her cousin to her in the tightest embrace she'd ever given her before. "I love you so much." She nuzzles her hair with her cheek. "You have no idea how much hearing that coming from you means to me. I've waited for it for years. You're ours. Finally and completely. And yeah, I know-" She chuckles, "sometimes it'll be rough, but we're a family and we'll get through it together. But I promise I know you love me, just like I hope you know I love you. We all do." She lifts her hand to tenderly cup her jaw, "And we're all going to end up hurting each other occasionally, what's important to remember is that we're family though, and there isn't anything we can't overcome as long as we work together."
Deez chuckles through her tears, "Gil's a really good teacher huh?"
"Apparently." Uma nearly chokes on her giggle, not sure she'd ever felt so giddy.
"He'll be happy to know you approve." Deez nods as she continues to play with Uma's braids.
"I'll make sure to let him know." She leans forward and kisses the tip of Deez's nose.
The two fall silent as they hold on to each other just taking solace in each other's company.
"Uma! Deez!" Gil cries out as he makes his way up the plank running till he skids on his knees stopping in front of them and pulls them against him in for a tight bear hug, holding them as if he wasn't careful they would float away.
Deez quickly wraps her arms around him, letting out a sigh of relief against his neck, "I'm glad you're better."
"She ain't the only one." Uma giggles giddily as she nuzzles against Gil's chest, "Missed you Sweet Boy. It's wonderful seeing your face. Both of your faces."
Gil lets out a deep rumbling laugh as he nuzzles against her cheek. "It's so good to see yours too. We're missing you so much, but I know you miss us just as much." He murmurs against the nape of her shoulder before standing up straighter. "I'd ask how he's doing but I know with you and Harry taking care of him he'll be better in no time." He grins down at her.
Her chest swells at the level of confidence in Gil's voice as she hugs him closer. She missed them so much. Gil's strength and Deez's insights. It was so hard being without them. Still, she knew in her heart it was for the best. Both of them were so sensitive, so caring, and so close to T she knew it would destroy them to see him in his current condition.
Still, it fucking hurt. And Gil's faith in her abilities made her speechless. So, that being said she just hugs onto her Sweet Boy and Baby Girl for dear life, hoping to express her love and gratitude with actions rather than words.
Harry sighs when he sees T exactly where he left him. "I see ya be listenin' to me." he nods appreciatively, closing the door behind him before he stands at the foot of the bed.
"What the fuck did Senior do to Uma?"
"All I be ah seein' was 'im holdin' her and starin' intent like in her face before she be ah fallin' back." He rubs the back of his neck, "I be ah not takin' that well it be ah seemin'."
"Bet you fucking didn't." T frowns for a moment before he lets out a deep sigh. "What about Deez, is she okay?"
"Aye. Little treasure still be more than ah bit scared o' the water, but I be ah feelin' better knowin' her instinct is ta be holdin' tighter rather than ta be ah lettin' go." He absently rubs his ribs. Later he would have to check and see if he did bruise.
T furrows his brow as his eyes sweep over Harry, "Did she break a rib?"
"Nah, nothin' so dramatic like." He grins as he sidesteps, slowly inching his way closer to the side of the bed. Just because T hadn't run yet didn't mean it wasn't in the works. He needed to be careful to not give any reason for it to happen.
But it was taking all his will power to not jump in the bed and hug T right now.
He was awake. And talking like the T they all knew and loved. The hope he'd kept so carefully guarded felt like it was trying to make his heartbeat out of his chest in his fear tinged excitement.
T's shoulders slump as he sinks deeper into the bed, "Good."
"Mind if I be ah sittin' with ya?"
T's eyes dart away from him as he shrugs, "It's your room, do whatever the fuck you want."
Harry frowns, "Don'nah be like that. Ya know…" He sighs as he drops his chin to his chest, "I don'nah be wantin' ta make ya uncomfortable."
T's face darkens for a minute as a red rash starts creeping its way over his neck, "I know…" He sighs as he brings the iv free arm up to cover his eyes, "But seriously, it's your room. You do you…"
Harry stares at T before he sighs and slowly sits on the edge of the bed, "How ya be ah feelin?"
The rash reaches his neck as he lets out a groan and sinks further under the blankets, "Like a fucking idiot."
"Aye?" Harry takes a deep breath, "I don'nah be supposin' ya be up ta explainin' the why o' that?"
T sighs as he hides further under the blanket. "I wasn't thinking. Like at all. And I...Ugh, I fucked up."
"I be ah doin' me fair share o' not thinkin' lately." Harry admits with a small chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck, "Lucky for us we have each other and the rest o' 'em ta be keepin' us safe, aye? Because not thinkin' here is ah good way ta be ah endin' up dead."
"Hadn't noticed," T scoffs, "And yeah, no fucking kidding..." He sighs. "Attacking a god is pretty fucking stupid..."
"Aye, I be ah knowin'." He snorts, "And ya be gettin' ah show later when Uma be draggin' me over the barnacles for it."
T's silent for a moment and takes a deep breath and lets out a heavy sigh. "Eh, I've done stupider."
Harry chuckles, "Don'nah be lettin' Uma be hearin' that, or ya be ah gettin' dragged right alongside me."
"Like she doesn't fucking know…" His head tilting back to stare at the ceiling.
"T," Harry furrows his brow before he leans forward and softly rests a hand on T's shoulder, ignoring the way he tensed and flinched at the touch, "Ya be ah actin' like we know somethin', but all I know is what we be ah learnin' second hand after the Dragon's gang was taken, and eventually I were the one who be ah trackin' ya down. But we be ah havin' narry ah clue what be ah happenin' in between."
"Does it really matter?" T huffs, not looking away from the ceiling. "No matter what fucking happened, it was fucking stupid on my end. I fucked up. I fucking lost. Failed. Clearly, miserably. To a fucking old ass man." He scoffs darkly, "I just…" He falls silent.
"T, ya be survinin' that fuckin' place." His fingers tighten around T's shoulder as he closes his eyes on images he'd rather not see, "And it were'nah bein' ah lost to an old man. He were'nah the only one I be ah fightin' ta be gettin' to ya." He takes a slow breath, "And gettin' to ya was more luck than I be ah wantin' ta be admittin'."
T's eyes turn glassy before he shuts them tightly, looking away as his whole body tenses. "I fucked up. I gambled and I lost. I wasn't thinkin' straight and went with… Whatever the fuck-" He grimaces, "I got fucking caught twice in the same fucking day," He states disgust coloring his tone. "like an incompetent fucking shit head-It wasn't even her-" He stops himself.
Harry wipes the back of his hand over his face, "Ya were afraid Faustina was gonna make it harder?"
T closes his eyes with a sigh. "Great…"
"Hey now," Harry frowns as he lets his hand fall from T's shoulder and instead takes his hand, "I ain'nah meetin' her yet, I just be ah knowin' she exists." He sighs, "And it be ah makin' some things make more sense now, but it don'nah be ah changin' ah damn thing."
T's cheeks puff up and he looks away before blowing out as he squeezes Harry's hand, "Doesn't change a damn thing?" He scoffs, "Bull shit, I just went from asset to liability. I couldn't even handle an old-" A tear falls down his face, "It was fucking stupid. I wasn't- I shouldn't have- I wasn't thinking clearly after getting out of the dungeon. I just needed to get out, and then all I could think about was one thing and it-" He swallows hard. "I fucked up." He chokes. "I failed her." His voice lowers, "It was so fucking hard coming out to take it for her, it's never been that hard before..."
Harry bites his lip as he stares at his and T's hand. It hurt, stabbed like a dagger in his heart to hear T talk about failing his other half. Hurt that he had no idea what to say. All he could do was grab T's hand with both of his, "T, I don't know why ya think ya be ah liability now, and I don't know what ta be sayin' about what be ah happenin' to ya and Faustina," He blinks, hoping to keep the tears clouding his vision from falling, "except that I'm here for ya." He squeezes T's hand again, "I'm here for ya, and so are the others, and I know we're all glad ya made it back to us."
T's silent for a long moment, his eyes still squeezed shut even as another tear leaks from the corner of his eye. "I just-" He swallows hard. "I'm fucking worthless, why the fuck would you guys be glad that I made it back when I can't even handle something as simple as dealing with a fucking old man?"
"Ya ain'nah bein' worthless ya arsehole." Harry glares, "I love you. We all be ah lovin' ya. Ya can be crazy an' reckless sometimes, but-" He shakes his head, "T, ya be facin' off with ovs for months now. Ursula, Senior, Maleficent, fuck only be ah knowin' who else ya be ah squarin' off with. Ya be ah havin' ah fuckin' set back with Maleficent, and it be ah fuckin' with ya when ya be ah goin' ta face yer ov."
T flinches, "And I fucking knew that and did it anyways like a fucking shitiot."
"Will ya be ah lettin' me finish?" Harry huffs as he narrows his eyes, "We all be ah fuckin' up be when we did'nah be ah thinkin' 'bout ya dealin' with your ov when the rest of us know we can'nah be doin' that with ours." He sighs and rubs his thumb over T's hand, "So sure, ya ain'nah thinkin' straight when ya be ah facin' him, in ah lot o' ways. But all that be ah matterin' is that ya be holdin' on, and ya be ah yellin' for me when I be ah lookin' for ya." His grip tightens, "Cause I be ah swearin' T, your voice be the only reason ya be here. Ya be callin' out for me, and I ain'nah never been so fuckin' happy ta be ah hearin' ya!" He carefully pulls T's hand to his lips and curls around it, hiding the tears he knew were mutinously escaping his eyes.
T tucks his head as a full blush takes over his face. "I've never been so happy to see you," He mumbles. "Happy that you were actually able to find me…" He swallows as several more tears trickle down his cheeks. "I just- I just-" He takes a deep breath, "I didn't-Didn't know how much more fight I had left." He bites his bottom lip, rolling it between his teeth. "Lucky." He chuckles darkly, wetly, "That's what you said earlier. I've never felt it-" He swallows hard, "Never felt it more than when you burst into that fucking hell."
Harry shakes his head, keeping his lips pressed firmly to T's hand. Was it weird for him to feel happy in this moment? To feel relieved hearing T say he was happy to see him? He'd feared T hating him, or blaming him. But he'd been happy to see him. Without thinking he inches closer until his leg from hip to knee rests against T's blanket-covered side, as if he was starving for any touch he could get, "Not that I be ah wantin' ta make this ah routine, or even believe ya be ah needin' the promise, but I promise I will always be ah findin' ya. I will always be here when ya be ah needin' me, sometimes even when ya don't. I be ah lovin' ya T."
T chokes on a sob, shaking as he squeezes Harry's hand.
Harry jumps in surprise when T suddenly sits up and grabs him. He relents to the demanding tugs and finds himself pulled into a hug. He blinks before slowly smiling at the unexpected affection, carefully wrapping his arms around T. It was hard to avoid the iv tube and still healing lacerations on his back, but he was not missing out on his first T initiated hug.
"Thank you," T repeats like a litany for several moments into his shoulder, his fingers twisting into his coat like a death grip.
"Aye." Harry whispers soothingly, pressing his lips to T's temple, "Aye love." He holds T close, unwilling to let go. This was everything he'd ever wanted. T leaning on him for support, able to be vulnerable, able to cry or shout. But he'd give it all up if only he could take away the reason T was hurting. If he could change the past, make it so T never faced down Frollo. Or at least never faced him alone. "I be havin' ya now. And the bastard ain'nah gonna be hurtin' you nor anyone else ever again."
T chokes on another sob before he starts taking deeper breaths. He curls tighter against Harry, biting against the sounds trying to escape him as his entire body shakes with the strength of his sobs.
Harry gently pulls T closer and slowly rocks, letting T hide his face against his chest. Though he hated the reason this was happening, he couldn't deny how good it felt. T was alive, safe, and as far as he could tell no longer running a fever. He wanted to jump around like an idiot, howl his joy to the sky. He was holding T. Comforting T. Letting T know it was okay to not be okay.
And T was throwing himself into it completely. He never thought he'd see the day T would actually need him. And fucking sea gods it had taken a lot to get here. He'd always known T was different, but he had no idea how thoroughly tough he was.
He would never be able to explain how honored he was to be right where he was. How happy he was to be holding T and helping him through this. To be the one T trusted to get him through this.
The realization hits him so hard it knocks the breath from him. That's what it was. He was happy T trusted him. He bites his lip to silence a laugh as tears fall down his cheeks. T trusted him. He presses his lips to the top of T's head as he continues to softly rock them.
He wasn't sure how long they sat together in silence. How long he held T, supporting him through the painful tears and sobs. But when T moves, letting out a grunt of pain as he rolls a shoulder, Harry's eyes widen. "Fuck. I be ah fuckin' idiot and dumber than ah drunk codfish. We be ah havin' stuff from Yensid that can be ah helpin' with pain." He explains as he looks over to the bedside table where the vials were, "It might be ah makin' ya sleep again, but the ol' man be ah sayin' sleep be good right now." His stomach knots uncomfortably as he looks down at the iv in T's arm. He should have remembered the pain medicine sooner.
T sits up rubbing the tears from his eyes as he looks away from him, biting his lower lip as his brows furrowed. "I'm not in that much pain…"
"Ya be ah liar ya little shit." Harry grumbles as he pecks T's temple before he slowly shifts, helping to guide T back to the pillowed nest, "But that ain'nah bein' unexpected." He smirks down at T before he stands and picks up one of the small bottles and a needle.
"Shut it…" T mumbles with a blush as he shifts further under the blanket.
Harry chuckles as he draws the liquid to the marked line for pain, "Aye then." He teases before he plunges the needle into the iv port, "Don'nah ya be ah knowin' yer secrets always be safe with me?"
T tilts his head to the side, his mouth opening before he lifts up his arm and eyes the needle curiously. His entire body relaxes as he lets his arm drop.
"Yensid do be ah sayin' it be fast workin'." Harry grins before he sets the empty needle back with the bottles and resumes his spot on the bed. "Better?" He asks as he gingerly stretches his shoulders and arms.
"Mhmm." T murmurs with a small nod.
"Good." He nods, "We be ah needin' ta get ya feelin' and lookin' better." He scoots back towards the headboard until he can rest back against it and easily look down at T.
T glances at him curiously before he lazily shrugs and languidly shifts. He wraps his arms around Harry's thigh before resting his head above them. His cheek nuzzling him as he lets out a sigh.
Harry starts playing with T's hair, running his fingers through the poorly dyed strands. "Must be ah feelin' ah hell o' ah lot better." He grins happily, willing to ignore the atrocity committed against T's hair for the moment.
"A fuck ton." T purrs as he curls closer as his cheek caresses Harry's lap again. "Thank you. Thank you for caring enough to look for me. And for…" He turns his head up and looks at him curiously, "You killed him, didn't you?"
Harry's breath hitches in his throat, he hadn't expected the question so soon, "Aye," He admits with a nod, "and me only regret be that he be ah dying quickly, two if ya be ah gettin' mad at me."
"Idiot. Not mad." T snickers. "Shame he didn't die in a fire." T pouts before he turns to lay his head back onto Harry's lap. "But that's not the point, thank you. Thank you for doing what I sucked at."
"Ya didn't be ah suckin' at it, ya just be ah forgettin' me in the first place."
"No shit." T mumbles as he hugs Harry's leg tighter. "Won't be making that mistake again."
Harry bites his lip as he gently massages T's scalp, "Ya be ah meanin' it?"
T snorts. "Cause I'm just dying to make this a regular thing."
"T, promise me ya be takin' me with ya from now on." He drops his chin to his chest, "I mean, I know ya don'nah be needin' me all the time, or even most the time. And I be ah knowin' ya be likin' yer space an shit." He sighs, lifting his head until it thuds against the wooden frame behind him, "But, when ya get well enough ta be ah movin' about an' causin' mayhem again, please be ah takin' me when ya can."
"I do love causin' mayhem." T smiles slightly as he rubs his cheek against Harry's lap. "Promise. If I'm aware, I'll take you, kay? Not a fan. Everything fucking hurts and the whole thing is humiliating as fuck."
"Ya don'nah be ah needin' ta be humiliated with me." Harry quietly assure T, "Ain'nah nothing for ya ta be feelin' like that over."
"Tch, ya, clearly." T mumbles, his voice becoming thick with exhaustion. "No more secrets."
"I be likin' the sound o' that." Harry smiles, "Family shouldn't have secrets."
"Exactly," T responds slowly, his eyes closed.
Harry's pulse quickens, "So, ya good with joining us then?"
He waits a moment before looking down, only to find T asleep.
"Dammit." Harry sighs. Obviously he'd waited too long to ask.
Try as he might, Hades' motives were still a mystery to him. It was strange. Like even the god himself wasn't sure what he was seeking.
It bothered him.
Still, he was glad he'd followed the giant god. He'd been able to glean some information that, while enraging, could still be helpful to the pirate family that had become his sole concern.
No matter how often he visited to check on them and T's condition, he was always surprised by Uma and Harry's positive attitudes. And their willingness to do anything that might heighten T's chances of survival or bring him some relief from the pain. It was incredible and easily the most endearing, precarious life or death experience he'd ever witnessed.
Having the opportunity to learn about their pasts certainly put some pieces of the curious puzzle together.
Who better to help T than this particularly amazing family? A family who started out utterly broken, only to be glued back together by nothing but tenaciousness and pure strength of will. It was truly amazing to find this type of loyalty and familial connections in Auradon, so the isle was truly the last place he thought he'd find it.
When he arrives back at the ship, he immediately starts to the captain's quarters and knocks, waiting for permission to enter. "It's Yensid, Captain."
"Thank the sea gods!" Uma's voice greets before she opens the door for him, "I was starting to worry Hades turned his attention on you."
He can't help his chuckle, "Yes well, I can't say that wouldn't have been a problem, but luckily I caught him at an opportune time."
Uma rolls her eyes as she steps out of his way, "He has such a thing?"
Yensid chuckles, "Not often would be my guess, but I figured it would be best to figure out what his interest in T was."
"Did you?" She closes the door behind him before she sits at the table in front of a pile of papers and books.
"I'm unsure, from his account he states that it is for entertainment purposes. Which could be true, it's not unheard of that the god gets bored and T for as much in the shadows as he can be, is also great at finding himself in the spotlight when he thinks no one is watching his deeds." Yensid sighs as he takes a seat across from her, "But honestly Captain, I have no idea what his true intentions are. He claims to just be bored and morbidly curious. But he claims that was a quote he picked up from T about himself. It's hard to predict, but I do believe he snuck in to speak with T while the three of you were off ship"
Uma slowly nods, "I figured something like that happened." She looks over to the bed before she sighs, "Harry got a chance to talk to T after Deez got us warmed up."
"And how did that go?" Yensid asks as he walks over to T to check his vitals.
"Surprisingly well apparently." Uma snorts, "Leave it to T to do the complete opposite of what we think is going to happen."
"Well isn't that pleasantly unexpected." He chuckles, "But his fever is finally broken, so we need to change the doses."
Uma pulls a sheet of paper to her and grabs a pen to take notes, "We should have asked before they left, but is it safe for Harry to bleach and dye T's hair?"
His eyes narrow for a moment. His mind working to figure out if there would be an issue, but he comes up blank. "I don't believe so, besides the fact it's going to be rather difficult with his condition and it might get dye everywhere."
Uma shrugs, "I'm sure Harry can work that out, and T's hair is still short so it shouldn't get out of hand."
Yensid nods as he starts drawing out the new doses of medications, calling out the measurements for Uma.
Once he's finished seeing to T, he rejoins Uma at the table, "I was thinking, as your advisor it might be time to start thinking about the potential that you all might eventually end up in Auradon. As a teacher, I would hate for you to be behind in your studies. Since none of you have been in school, or have only been selectively attending it, it would be in your best interests to start investing some time into it. And with T's fever breaking, I think it would serve all of you well if there was something to occupy him while he recovers."
Uma furrows her brow as she stares at the pencil in her hand. "Are you offering to ship school us?"
"Yes, that is if you are interested."
"Are you jokin'? Of course I am. I still remember the day I caught Gil reading a book, actually reading it. How happy he was to show me that he could read." She bites her lip as she looks up at him, "I mean, he and Harry only stopped going to school because I did, and I didn't have a choice."
"I'm sorry that choice was taken away from you, you and the rest of your family are clearly bright." Yensid frowns, "However this time it's your decision, and I believe you are making a wise choice." He grins down at her. "I was thinking of leaving each of you workbooks, and going over them all at the end of the week so you would each be able to work at your own pace at first till the five of you are all on the same level, and determine who needs help in what subjects."
"What can I do to help?"
"If you could get the workbooks to Deez and Gil that would be most helpful, I'm not as spry as I used to be after all." He chuckles.
"Oh, do you have them on you? They're just out with Harry, I thought it best to let the three of them have some time together while Harry was picking up the hair dye for T, since they were already here."
"I do in fact," He gets up to go retrieve his bag he'd left by the foot of the bed before Senior's arrival. He sits back at the table, placing the bag on his lap before snapping it open and starts pulling out text books and their co-assigned workbooks. Five piles quickly growing on the table. "I was hoping this would be your decision." He pats the pile closest to him with a warm smile.
Uma chuckles, "When Deez says something I tend to listen. And she's very adamant that you're the only teacher worth listening to. Hence her selective attendance I guess."
Yensid chuckles his eyes bright, "She is an opinionated one."
"She is. She really is." Uma's shoulders shake with her laughter, though she tries to stifle the sound, "She's also right most of the time, as long as it's not about herself."
"I have noticed self-reflection is rare on this isle. It's hard to look at oneself honestly without preconceived judgments of ourselves. Self-esteem rarely has to do with oneself especially in these conditions and your ages."
Uma's eyes narrow as she tilts her head to the side, "I think you said something like it's hard to see yourself as anything but trash when all you see is trash."
"Correct."
"See, I'm learning to translate Yensid."
He chuckles, "I knew you were bright."
Uma shrugs, "It helps that I've been under your influence through Deez. I see where her writing vocabulary came from."
"She does enjoy the art of the written word."
"Thank Poseidon." Uma smiles as she runs her hand over a sheet of paper, "Speaking of writing though, would you mind looking this over?"
His brows furrow, before he smiles. "Of course." He reads the letter over and nods his head in approval. "This is very well written and shows how highly you think of your family. However, besides your signature and your initial greeting, I see little written of yourself, Captain."
A blush spreads on her face as she looks away, "Deez already wrote so much about me, I just wanted to make sure the king knew where she was and who she's important to, and that splitting us up won't work."
"Ah." He agrees with a knowing smile, "That does make sense." He grins, "Would you like me to fix the grammar?"
Uma rolls her lips between her teeth, "Yeah, I don't want to sound like an idiot. That's almost as bad as rude."
Yensid chuckles, "This letter is far from rude Captain. It's just letting the king know exactly who his ghostwriter is and with whom she'll stay."
Heya!
So we know this chapter was all over the place but then again so are these characters…
But finally Ts okay! Fever broke and everything and all it took was a scream from Deez, lol. Well awake anyways he still needs to heal, and deal with his self-loathing but that's probably going to be a while yet...
What did you think about the interactions between Deez and Uma? We thought it was adorable!
Was it painful to read the bits about Uma's thoughts?
What about Deez's reaction to being told Uma missed them?
That scene between Harry and T was hard to write. T is absolutely hating himself right now and Harry is doing his best but wtf are you really supposed to say to that? Personally I think he did a great job especially for a 16/17 year old…
What did you think about Ts break down? Inevitable right? Lucky he has a Hook.
Morphine is no fucking joke if you were wondering what pain meds he is on…
Yensid and Uma scenes are becoming a standard here. What do you guys think about the budding relationship?
And are you guys as stoked as Uma that they're getting an education?
Much love and appreciation
-Twisted