Hiya Descendants!

We'rw hetting these to you at what seems a snail's pace, but once we've wrapped up book 4 I promises that will no longer be the case. Who's down for 3 chapters a week? 4? What do you guys think you could keep up with?

Anyway, we hope you end up seeing this chapter as More Than a Bonus. :D

Seriously couldn't help myself there.

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Lots of Love!

-Dark-

Harry smiles as T starts to stir in his arms, "Now T, 'fore ya be ah dumpin' me from the hammock again, I be wantin' ta be pointin' out we be the only ones in the cabin." He quickly explains, "Uma be wakin' early and be ah leavin' me 'lone in the cold bed."

Faustina turns in his arms and nuzzles him, "How mean," She yawns.

"Faustina?" He smiles widely before he hugs her to him tightly, "Ya be ah joinin' us again!" He snuggles against her.

He'd been hoping she'd come out, even if it could only be for the day. With the way things had gone yesterday he honestly believed T needed a break from the Isle.

She giggles lightly, nodding as she curls around him. "Gil and Deez?"

"They be ah hangin' back at the cove ta be ah finishin' up Sweet Boy's hammer an' they be ah takin' the Tiny Princess back home." He explains as he nuzzles her hair.

Uma had been pretty adamant that the two get the cove to themselves, and with T passed out in his arms he'd been in no mood to argue.

Faustina's brow furrows before her eyes brighten. "Ah." She bites her lip, "How is Dizzy?"

"T be ah mean'un." Harry pouts as he pulls back to watch her, "He be ah yankin' me hair and kissin' me so hard the Tiny Princess be ah faintin'."

Faustina quickly ducks her head into his shoulder, her own shaking slightly.

He narrows his eyes suspiciously. Was she?

His Beauty Girl wasn't laughing at his plight, right?

He purses his lips before he continues, "We be ah discoverin' she be a tiny little perv interested in all manner o' kissin'."

She nods, making her hair brush over his neck. It takes her a moment before she pulls back, her green eyes shimmering with amusement. "Sorry." She clears her throat, "How horrible- Though I'm sure he thought of it more like a two birds one stone situation- And yes she is, an adorable one. She's really into boys being into boys."

"She were ah wantin' Gil ta be ah kissin' Deez too." He points out with a frown.

Was she actually more interested in boy on boy?

The girl seemed to have pairings in her head that she really wanted to see kiss.

"Oh, she'd have been happy with Deez kissing Uma too." Faustina giggles, "As you said, all manner o' kissin'." She quotes him with mirth swirling in her emerald eyes.

He chuckles before he shifts in the hammock to pull her to his chest, "We're ah gonna be brinin' her to the ship soon. 'Parrently she be ah havin' ah thing fer pirates too."

Enough of a thing to blush at the very thought of her home being plundered in the middle of the night before finding herself dragged back to their ship.

What the hell had the Blue Princess filled her head with?

He liked it.

Her eyes light up before they dim, "A few of her books are about pirates. They're very romanticized. 'Plundered and Ravaged' is one of her favorite series, much to Mal's utter disgust."

Oh? He'd have to ask her to bring some of those books with her, they seemed like the fun kind of books.

"Why ya be gettin' sad eyes on me?" He questions as he runs his thumb along her jaw before he pushes the hood back.

"Sorry. It's not important." She smiles softly, "Did you guys have fun besides T being- Well, T?"

"Aye, the cove be ah paradise as always." Harry's brow furrows before he sits up slightly, "Why ya be ah gettin' sad eyes, Faustina?"

She looks away, biting her lip, "It really doesn't matter, sir. Just an errant thought."

"I be ah lovin' those." He grins to cover the concern.

Why was she siring him like she thought she was in trouble?

"So what ya be ah errantly thinkin'." He asks as he runs his fingers through her hair, wishing he could've groomed her yesterday.

T was adorable when he pouted and complained before eventually relenting. Like he always did.

But, he really wanted to see the way Faustina reacted to having his full attention. See how she handled him combing out her hair.

What scent would he choose for her?

"I bet you do, you always seem to enjoy tangents of any kind." A soft smile pulls at her lips before it tapers off and she looks down to pluck at his shirt. "I… I thought about actually getting to meet Dizzy. But-" She gives a dainty shrug. "It's probably for the best if I don't."

"An' why ain'nah it ah bein' for the best?" He frowns.

He could only imagine the look on the girl's face when she realized Faustina was also T.

Not to mention their shared interests. Mixing herbs and mixing chemicals couldn't be all that different, could it? It seemed as if the two of them would get along well.

Faustina's silent as she looks him over, "I-" She frowns before she drops her eyes and demurely shakes her head. "It doesn't matter. The four of you know I exist- Well five, including Yensid, that's way more than before. I'm grateful for it and I appreciate all of you so much for accepting' us, but, I just don't know if it's a good idea. We were lucky with you all… But I don't think T would appreciate it getting out more than it already has."

Harry frowns before he pulls her closer to his chest, "Well, it do be ah bein' yer call. You and T. I just be ah thinkin' it be sad we be the only ones who be ah gettin' ta know ya." He smiles as he rubs his hand up and down her back, "Not that I be ah complainin' 'bout this choice time I don'nah be ah havin' ta share with anyone."

"Choices." She smiles, "You guys always give me options. Thank you." She nuzzles against him. "I think I'm happy with just the five of you right now, it's already overwhelming and she can be really… Exuberant."

He smiles to hide the way his chest hurt at just the thought of never getting a say in anything. "Aye then Love, as ya be ah wishin'." He chuckles before he presses a finger to one ear and wiggles it, "She do be ah gettin' ah mite bit loud with her squealin' o' delight."

She studies him for a moment before she leans up and kisses his cheek. "Thank you." She leans back against him. "I wasn't trying to be ungrateful, it means the world to me that all of you accept us, sorry that I bothered you with a random thought- Or rather realization. However I'm barely out as is, and I enjoy getting to know the rest of you on a more intimate level so I'd rather allocate my time out with the family." She tentatively picks up his left hand and turns it to trace the scar.

"Can'nah be ah arguin' with that logic." He grins as he watches her finger run along his marking before he blinks, "That do ah be remindin' me though." He gently pulls her hand up, revealing the compass on her palm, "I be ah needin' ta be ah knowin' if this be ah countin' for ya. If ya be ah knowin' ya be ah part o' the family. Sweet Boy be ah makin' ah good point the other day."

She looks down at the mark before she turns to him, only to look back to her palm. Her brow furrowed. "T's a part of the family. He's useful and he's known. He's a pain, but a great asset. You guys all let me into your home, and have been nothing but kind and accepting to me, but I haven't done anything to earn that type of place."

"That ain'nah bein' how family be workin' Love-" Harry chuckles before he chucks her under her chin. Gil was going to be upset when he found out she not only didn't think she was a part of the family, she believed she hadn't earned it. "An' 'sides, I be ah knowin' for ah fact ya be ah belongin' with us, part o' the family."

She tilts her head to the side.

"I should be ah lettin' Sweet Boy be ah telllin' ya this, he were so excited when he be ah figurin' it out. I ain'nah seen him dance around the deck like that 'n ah long time."

She blinks before her brow furrows together. "Figuring what out?"

"That ya be the angel he were ah lookin' for all these years." Harry smiles.

"Angels don't exist."

An unexpected pain pierces his heart at the bitterness coloring her tone as the vehemence behind the words catches him off guard.

That was different.

He wasn't even sure why it hurt him, it just did.

He frowns, "Ya be bein' like ah angel to him when ya be ah comforting him an' gettin' boy clothes for him when he were just un upset little 'un."

"Oh." She blushes as she hides her face in his shoulder. "Oh!" She suddenly looks up. "He-He remembers that? Really?" She blinks in complete surprise, "How? He was so little."

"Ya be ah makin' ah impression. Even I be ah rememberin' when he were tryin' ta find ya, when Uma be tryin' ta tell him ya might ah been ah angel so he be ah stoppin' searchin'." Harry grins up at her, "It be ah shock fer him ta be ah findin' out ya never were ah bein' too far away."

She stares at him in awe for a moment before she blinks and hides her flushed face in his chest.

"See, ya be ah part o' the family for ah long time." Harry presses a kiss to the top of her head, "Ah 'cause Gil were tryin' ta find ya ta be introducin' ya to Uma. He were thinkin' he ain'nah never be meetin' someone like ya, and he be ah knowin' ya be ah belongin' with us. Sweet Boy were'nah bein' wrong neither."

Faustina's silent as her fingers curl in his jacket.

"Love?" He winces as he pulls her up enough to see she was crying, "Love! What be ah bein' wrong?"

She shakes her head as she quickly wipes away her tears, "Sorry, sir." She breathes in deeply as she continues to wipe the tears in vain as more spill from her eyes. "Sorry."

"Ya don'nah be ah needin' ta sir me Love," He crushes her back to his chest and wraps his arms around her, "an' ya can be ah cryin' if ya be ah needin' ta, no need ta be sorry for it. I- I just be wonderin' why?"

"I-I-" She snakes her hands behind him and hugs him with a strength that shouldn't have surprised him, but did. "I, it was- That- What you said- I just-" She burrows into his neck before she pauses and pulls back suddenly. "What did I do?" She looks up at him in concern

Damn it. He'd been hoping he was doing a better job of hiding his injuries. "Ya ain'nah doin' nothin', Love. I just be recoverin' like. Ain'nah bein' ah big deal." He runs a hand through her hair, "Why I be ah making ya cry though?"

Her eyes widen before she deftly slips out of the hammock. "Sorry."

"Why ya be leavin' me?" He pouts as he carefully rolls out of the hammock after her.

She wipes the remnants of the tears from her eyes, "You're hurt," She frowns.

"Mendin'." He corrects her with a small smile, "I'll be fine come a few days, right as family time."

"A few-" She pauses as she ducks her head and takes a deep breath before she looks back up at him.

"Love-" He takes her by her chin before lightly pressing his lips to hers.

It made him strangely happy to have her fretting over him like this. To know she cared that much about him.

He smiles as he releases her chin, "Would it be ah makin' ya feel better ta be checkin' me bandages? Uma be changin' 'em 'fore she be tendin' her duties as Cap'n, but I won't be turnin' down another set o' eyes."

She bites her lip as she shifts. "I wish you would've told me before I kept pressing into you like that." She says softly.

"What if I be sayin' I were findin' it all worth it?" He grins, "I personally be ah likin' when ya be holdin' on ta me tight like that."

"I-" She pauses as she looks away for a long moment as a blush blossoms on her cheeks. "I-" She drops her eyes, "I should've noticed sooner-"

"I'm sorry I were'nah tellin' ya I be sportin' hurts," He sighs as he rubs the back of his neck, unwilling to let her take that on, "ya be right, I should ah been lettin' ya know instead o' tryin' ta hide it." He lifts the hem of his shirt over his head, revealing his tightly bound chest, "But see, Uma be havin' me bandaged up, an' it ain'nah feelin' so bad. Sometimes I just be ah catchin' it wrong be all."

She steps forward, her eyes sweeping over the bandages one hand coming up before she drops it to her side. She chews her bottom lip, "I still should've noticed, I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy-" She shakes her head as she rubs her arm and looks away.

"Enjoyin' me attention?" He asks hopefully as he takes her chin again and turns her back to face him.

Her face flares red as it heats up under his hand, her eyes meeting everything but his.

"Cause I were enjoyin' yer attention too."

Her eyes flick back to his curiously studying him for a moment. "I-" She chews her lip again, "I suppose you're probably used to it…" She sighs as she drops her eyes, "T being oblivious and hurting you by accident."

"Ya were'nah bein' oblivious Love, I were hidin' it, poorly since ya be figurin' it out so fast."

"Fast?" She looks away, "I was pressing into you the whole time I've been up."

"I be the one who be slipping under ya in yer hammock." He reminds her with a peck to her forehead, "I only be ah wincing when ya be shiftin' ta cling to me neck, an' ya be noticin' it even though ya be cryin'. I be callin' that fast."

She fidgets with the sleeve of the hoodie, her eyes on the floor. "I-" She sighs, "I just-" She swallows, "I get that T isn't-" She shifts, "He really could've hurt you if he'd been the one to wake up."

"Aye, that be the reason I be trying ta reason with ya when ya be wakin' up." He chuckles, "Did'nah be wantin' ta be gettin' dumped on me arse again."

She takes a deep breath before she looks up as something flashed in her eyes before it just as quickly disappears. "Right." She shifts, "Sorry- I just, I don't like the thought of hurting you, thoughtlessly or otherwise."

"I understand. I be feelin' the same way 'bout you." He gently pulls her hand back to him, flipping it palm up so he can trace the mark there, "So, can I be askin' why I be ah makin' ya cry afore?"

She watches his finger like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. "All of it. It was just… All of it. To know he remembers that, us meeting. That it stayed with him for so long. That he'd looked. And…" She drops her eyes, "Thought I belonged." She adds softly. "Just all of it."

He smiles. "O' course ya always be belongin' with us. How could ya not be ah seein' that? If ya be insistin' on earnin' ah place with us, boom. There it be. Ya be ah earnin' yer spot all them years ago. Or, ya be ah earnin' yer spot when ya be ah wowin' the Baby Girl with yer stories. Or, ya be ah wowin' me with yer art. Wowin' Uma with yer trust in her. Ya be belonin' with us, an' it were bein' wrong that we never be ah thinkin' ta ask if ya be knowin' ya be in the family, givin' ya yer own initiation."

She looks up at him with a watery smile before she steps forward in excitement, only to stop and step back. Tears gathering in her eyes, "Thank you." Her eyes sweep over him before she hesitantly steps forward, her hands run down his arms before she clasps their hands together and kisses him on the corner of his lips, "Just, thank you.."

"Course Love," He whispers against her lips before he carefully pulls her into a hug, "It be nice ta have ya in the family, makin' us feel whole."

He knew better than to try and coax her back to the hammock, or the bed, so instead he carefully guides her backward until he can help her sit on the edge of the table so he can continue kissing her.

He was going to have to get the rest of the family involved in a proper welcome later.

For now, he was happy to hold her, to kiss her through the silent, hopefully, happy tears as they slipped down her cheeks as he assured her she belonged with them the same as they belonged with her.

She wasn't just an addition.

She was so much more than just a bonus.

None of them understood the how or the why, but he knew beyond the shadow of any doubt that none of them cared. T and Faustina were where they belonged.

In this family.

On this ship.

In his arms.

Faustina belonged.

Yo,

So this chapter kinda went all over the place didn't it?

The irony was definitely thick in this one.

It was kinda sweet.

Faustina was definitely earnest, and Harry quickly learned to be honest with her.

It's hard that Faustina just can't seem to get that they view her as part of the family, hopefully Harry's explanation helped.

But, your call, do you think they accepted her into their fold too quickly? Or is she more than a bonus?

Much love and appreciation

-Twisted