Hey Descendants!
Virtual School officially started today for us... Well, for my nephew.
How's school going for everyone involved in that?
Sorry this is getting out later than I normally attempt to post, but the day was full of shiny and I was full bird.
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-Dark-
"Oh Neptune's saggy salty sack! What we be ah doing here?" Harry whispers when he sees the back of the 'castle' Maleficent lives in. Like they needed to alert the Mistress of Evil to what they were doing. His eyes narrow. T wouldn't rub this in her face… Would he?
Fuck! Like they didn't have enough problems?
No, he stops himself. T always had a reason.
He just really hoped it was a good one.
T turns back to glances at him, "Callin' in a favor, duh." He shrugs as he continues down the hidden path. "Or did you not notice the mob we incited." He wipes his sleeve over his cheek making the blood that was already on his face smear worse.
"That be ah look." Harry sighs, "An yeah, I be ah noticin' the mob. And the callin' for our heads."
"I know. I know." T sighs. "My bad." He turns back to the path. "Didn't think that deal all the way through." He shakes his head.
"Bet he's fuckin' entertained though." He grimaces. It had taken them both off guard when the one they'd tracked turned into five from the list
"I meant the one where I promised not to kill other people."
"Me damn assessment still be ah standin'." He grimaces, "Entertained as fuck."
T snorts, "Oh calm down." He waves off his concern as he leads him through a small cave. "And come on. Trust me, I got this."
He felt far calmer than he should, given the circumstances. He was rather proud of the fact his voice hadn't cracked once, and he hadn't yelled. He grimaces as he follows after T, using his elbows to pull himself through the small opening. Even Deez would have had to belly crawl through this. "Clearly, cause I be ah feelin' mighty calm considerin' where we are."
T stands up straight one he finishes crawling, only to turn and frown down at him. "Where's your sense of adventure run off too?" He scoffs.
"I be ah followin' an' I ain'nah bitchin'. I were sayin' I do be ah trustin' ya, 'cause I don'nah think I should be ah feelin' this calm." He glares, "So calm."
T smirks, as he offers a hand. "I hear that."
He nods as he lets T help him up, "Good." He dusts his hands off, "Now that we be ah bein' in the same ship on the subject."
"Just follow my lead." T grins like an idiot, as he takes his hand and places it on his shoulder.
He narrows his eyes. T was liking this far too much. He draws in a deep breath before he lets in out slowly. He couldn't blame the lad. Having people follow you was a heady thing.
"This is the most alive I've felt in weeks." He adds softly.
"Ouch." Weeks? They'd done some things that made him feel pretty damn alive in Mal's hangout.
T glances up at him. "Did you hurt yourself?"
"Only me pride."
"So nothing new then." T sighs in relief before he turns back to the darkness.
"Oh, phew, I be ah worried ya be ah losin' yer wicked sense o' humor somewhere." He rolls his eyes.
"Huh. You think I have a sense of humor?"
"Don'nah be ah bein' mean like that T." He glares, "It be ah sense o' humor or ya just don'nah be ah carin' when ya be sayin' things that be ah hurtin' good memories I be ah havin' o' us." He shrugs, "So humor it be."
"Sure." T shrugs non committedly.
"Ya be ah makin' me nervous ah purpose." He accuses quietly as he keeps pace half a step behind.
"Don't be dumb." T chuckles lowly, "Thought you were calm?"
"I can be ah calm while ya be needlin' ta make me not." He stabs his finger into T's side accusingly.
T squeaks as he jumps away.
Oh? Harry can't help the grin. That was good to know.
"Don't make it so easy to needle you." T clears his throat.
He clicks his tongue, "K."
"Uh-huh." T murmurs dryly.
"Mhmm." He covers his smirk with a hand. He can't help his satisfaction at T's groan of annoyance.
"Are you even fucking listening to me?" T growls.
That was two things that were good to know now.
"Mmhmm." Harry nods before he sweeps his hand grandly, "Be leadin' the way boss."
"Can you not?" T grumbles, as he reaches out and snatches his wrist before he brings it to his shoulder. "Try not to trip." He sighs before he starts walking. "And to restrain from talking."
"Mhmm." With his new knowledge of T's weaknesses he amiably follows, grinning at his growl.
After a while he was glad T had put his hand on him so he could better follow. The path, or whatever it was T was following, had so many twists and turns he was thoroughly lost. He wanted to ask why they couldn't use one of the lights they had, but T said to not talk.
Besides, he never seemed to use a light on the ship either. His eyes narrow. How many times had T traveled this dark entrance to Maleficent's?
He frowns when he sees the first flicker of candlelight in the distance.
T pauses.
He bends closer before he whispers, "That ain'nah bein' normal then?"
T shakes his head. "When I say stay, stay."
Seriously? He glares, as he curses himself for this damn trust-building exercise. "Aye." He whispers through clenched teeth.
T reaches up to tap his cheek. "Good boy." He turns back to the light before he starts leading the way at a snail's pace.
When they reach the bend, T pauses again. "Stay." His whisper was almost inaudible as he presses him back against the wall.
Fuck. Just fucking great. When T moves to leave he can't help the way he grips his arm, "Ya be ah havin' ah signal 'case ya be ah needin' me ta not be ah stayin'?"
"Sig-" T's silent for a moment. "Neptune?"
He nods, "Aye then," He slowly releases his grip, "and thank you."
"No prob." T nods, his grin flashing in the dim light, before he turns and slips away into the shadows.
He grimaces when the candlelight disappears. Oh hell. Someone was about to have a bad day.
A thud confirms his thoughts.
Another thud makes him amend his statement. Two someones were having a bad day.
A third thud makes his eye twitch.
The fourth thud has his fingers digging into the wall behind him. What the fuck was happening.
He loses the count of his heartbeats sometime after forty. Either T was in trouble and was now too far away for him to hear.
Or he'd been left.
He jumps when he feels a hand over his mouth.
"You stayed." T greets out of breath.
"Aye!" He snaps, though the word is muffled under T's hand. Damn lad almost made him pull a fucking Stromboli.
T chuckles before he drops his hand, "You're going to love this…" He takes his hand and starts leading him.
What the hell had T so amused?
His eyes widen when they round a corner and T stops, clapping a hand to his mouth as the other points to a cage. A cage around a lavish bed.
Who was Maleficent holding prisoner?
His eyes narrow. And why so many guards?
More importantly, since when did Maleficent care about comfort?
"This is just beautiful." T snickers before he walks over to the door and kneels to pick the lock before he enters the cage. He turns back to him with a devil may care grin as he shuts it behind him. "Come on," He tugs on his sleeve.
Harry's mouth falls open when his eyes finally adjust, and he sees Maleficent sleeping in the bed.
"Jump on the bed." T pulls out his camera.
Harry grips his hook tighter in his hand, "Jump?"
"On the bed, yeah," T nods, chuckling evilly as he pushes him towards the bed.
There were cleaner ways to die. Being worked to death at the chip shop was definitely worse than this though. He catches his balance just before he falls against the bed, glares at T over his shoulder, but then pulls himself carefully on the bed.
If he was going to die, might as well have fun with it. He pulls his arms back and leaps as high as he can before he lands beside the Mistress of Evil, sprawled out like he was sleeping with her.
Several flashes going off in quick succession.
Yep, that had been about what he'd thought was going to happen. He flashes the woman a toothy grin when she fights her blankets and eye mask to glare around in the dark, "Hiya!" He prayed to any available sea god that T wouldn't let her stab him. The bed was squishier than he'd thought.
The scream that leaves the Mistress of Evil is nearly deafening as it echoes around the dungeon.
Another flash. Then he feels something wrap around his foot before he's quickly pulled away.
"My hero." He teases when T keeps him from rolling off the bed.
"Shut it." He could hear the eye roll as T shoves him behind him. "Here." He slaps something cool in his palm. "There's a lantern behind you."
Harry chuckles as he hears the Mistress of Evil screaming for her guards. He shakes his head as he flicks the lighter, wickedly holding it beneath his face when it lights. At the scream, he turns and lights the lantern.
"Oh come on now, you didn't think it would be that easy did you?" T chuckles leaning against the only exit, his arms folded.
"YOU!" Maleficent screeches as she slips from the bed.
"Miss me?" T grins mischievously as he folds his arms.
Harry had to admit, seeing the mighty Mistress of Evil in her jammies with her hair in curlers around her- He tilts his head. Drastically shortened horns? Seeing her like this made her a lot less scary. No wonder T was so full of himself.
The Mistress of Evil.
The leader of the whole damn isle.
This bitch was sleeping in a cage because she was afraid of what T would do next.
"What the fuck do you want now little fly?" Maleficent grumbles as she wipes at the mask on her face.
Like getting rid of the facial mask would somehow make her more intimidating.
T chuckles. "I believe I'm owed a favor…"
Maleficent opens her mouth before she snaps it shut. Her eyes narrow as she takes the slightest step back. "If- If you kill me you'll be the leader of the Isle, and then everyone will be after you little fly."
Harry snorts. She'd freaked at the blood-spattered all over him and T. But then he frowns as he turns to T. Why were they actually here?
"That's all you thanks," T bleghs. "I've got way better shit to do."
"Then what? What do you want?" Maleficent flings her arms around impatiently.
"As I said, you owe me a favor and I'm cashing in."
"If you remain vague I can't help you." Maleficent rolls her eyes before she crosses her arms over her chest.
"But you're so adorable when you're flustered like this." T shoots her a cheshire grin.
"You listen here and you listen good little fly, you want your fucking favor, you've got five seconds to start telling me what it is."
"Fine," T sighs, "Look, I need you to do the whole leader bit for me." He shrugs, "I wasn't really thinkin' when we started this little venture how much defensive some people could be over these sick fucks. Or how annoying it would be to have this kind of handicap."
Maleficent narrows her eyes as she looks from T to him and then back, "What sick fucks?"
"The child ring variety." T states bluntly.
"I ended that practice years ago."
Harry furrows his brow, "Aye? Ended ya be sayin'? How long ago ya be ah so-called endin' it?"
"When it start- Who the fuck are you exactly?"
Harry glares before he holds his hook up threateningly, "I can be ah tellin' ya it be continuin', Pleasure girls and boys be ah huge thing right under yer damn nose." He smiles, finding himself satisfied at the way she backed away from him.
"And let's be real here, you're evil and big and bad and shit. And definitely the biggest cunt I know- But I know you're not down with that shit."
"I-" Maleficent sneers, "Yeah, Evil, ruthless, and cruel. But I have a damn line. And that's a disgusting practice."
"So here's the thing- You found out it was still goin' on. You were outraged. And you demanded- or ordered- or decreed or whatever- For it to be taken care of- Or however you want to phrase it."
"You're taking them out?" Maleficent narrows her eyes as she again looks between them.
T snorts.
"Aye, she ain'nah seemin' to bright." Harry rolls his eyes.
"Give me your hoodie." T holds out his hand.
"Weird ya be ah wantin' me naked here." He teases before he shirks it off and tosses it, leaving himself bare-chested.
"Seriously it's like twenty fuckin' degrees, why aren't you wearin' anything under it?" T huffs as he catches the fabric before he wrings it out on the floor. A little puddle gathers at his feet.
He shrugs. When he'd found out what they were going to be doing he'd decided he wasn't going to ruin any of his clothes over it, or give Uma, Gil, and Deez evidence to be worried. Not that Maleficent needed to know that.
"Ass," T growls as he throws the wet hoodie back in his face.
"So, the blood of your enemies, a different type of evil that hurts little defenseless kids, is now staining my floor because-?"
"Wanted to drive the point home… Also still kinda pissed."
Maleficent rolls her eyes, "So, we're working together on this, but we're not-"
"We are not working together." T holds up his hand, "I just need you to do the whole leader thing, and take care of the sensitive fucks who are in an uproar about teenagers taking out the trash."
"Ah, to avoid a war." Maleficent nods. "Very well. Not like I have a choice, but sure, I'll do this favor for you." She grumbles under her breath.
"I knew you would." T smirks, "And make sure it's known that anyone caught harboring the fucks will be meeting the same fate- But your-" He snorts, "Guards, will have to do it. I'll make you a list."
Harry covers his snort at her face as he slides back into the hoodie. Oh, how sweet this memory would always be. Old lady Maleficent scared out of her wits by his best of mates T.
"What the hell did you do with them?"
"We be ah leavin' 'em where they be droppin'." Harry shrugs.
T nods, "I'd suggest hiring better muscle if you're worried about early morning visitors..."
"They be ah droppin' like flies." Harry chuckles.
T snorts, "By Flies." He smirks.
"Okay! Alright! I get it Little Fly. You won't kill me because either you're the new leader-"
"Ugh."
"Or the isle plummets into chaos. That's it. I'll get the command out first thing in the morning. You can kill the lowly monsters without fear of retaliation, and my guards will take out the ones who knowingly harbor the scum. That sound right?"
"For once," T nods, as he turns and opens the gate before he turns and salutes her. "See ya soon I'm sure." He smirks, "And no worries, you're guards'll be fine in about six to eight hours." He adds cockily. "Might I suggest you start hiring them younger? The twins aren't the brightest but at least they know well enough to be on the lookout for shadows… Will make this more fun though. It's getting a bit stagnant don't ya think..."
"I'll consider it, not that it'll change anything." Maleficent rolls her eyes.
"Now ya be ah soundin' brighter." He chuckles as he follows T out of the cage.
"Come on 'Cent, ya could at least give me a little bit of run for my rusties…" T laughs mischievously as the Mistress of the isle lets out a small scream.
"Out!" Maleficent points towards the way they came.
He couldn't help the grin as he rests a hand on T's shoulder when they reach the tunnel they'd come in through, "Be ah leadin' the way boss."
"I will hurt you." T grumbles.
"Why?" He happily pats both of T's shoulders, "That were ah bein' fun! I be thinkin' I be ah lovin' T-ventures! I ain'nah ever seen ah OV bein' as fucked as me old man! I can'nah be ah believin' we were bein' scared o' her!"
T looks up at him with a smirk, "Most of the time I know what I'm doing, ya know…"
"Ya be the only one who were thinkin' we were'nah trustin' ya." He points out, "Just, ya gotta be ah knowin' it be ah lot for us ta be over comin'. Goin' toe ta toe with OVs and livin'?" He shakes his head, "You an' Faustina might ah be bein' on ta somethin' with that plan ta be settin' up Uma as new leader." He whispers.
T blinks, "What plan?"
"Uh-huh." He shakes his head.
"No, seriously what plan." T frowns.
"Can I be explainin' when we ain'nah bein' so close the wind be carryin' the plan ta the enemies?"
"Fine." T lets out a huff as he pouts, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Come on, I know a back way to the hangout. You've gotta be cold as shit. Ass." He nudges passed him haughtily.
"Aye." He chuckles as he easily follows.
For the first time, he had complete trust in a future, in either future. One where he was able to be reunited with Jay, or one where he supported Uma and the rest of his family as she took over the isle and helped to make it a better place for them while also helping to save those that Auradon might consider worthy of joining them.
It was a warm enough feeling that he didn't even notice the cold.
Get it, get it? Dungeon and Dragon?
Dark doesn't usually name the chapters but damn if this one didn't make me grin like an idiot. Not sure bout the rest of you, but DnD is dope as fuck, and I highly suggest getting into it if ever given the opportunity. Role-playing is actually how the two of us met. So this pleases me…
Anyways,
What did you guys think?
Can you blame Harry for his trepidation? And then his discoveries? Amused? We were.
And what about that bit with the bed? LoLz...
Can you blame T for his amusement?
Been a minute since the Mistress of Evil showed up, but what did you think? We both agreed for as evil as she is, even she has a problem with raping kids. She might be evil, but she's a classy evil.
Much love and appreciation
-Twisted