"Mommy? Why are you crying?" The little girl asked as she came to stand next to her mother. Wiping her eyes once more Mal sat up and turned to face her little girl. She couldn't believe how old her daughter already was. Her daughter was almost three and a half now and the happiest little girl she knew. Her little girl had light brown hair with natural purple highlights through it, her hair fell down to her waist and was also had natural loose curls. She had Mal's green eyes and pale skin.
Smiling at her daughter Mal lifted her up onto her lap. "I'm okay, baby. I promise." She said, kissing her daughters little head. "Why don't you go get ready? We're going out soon." Nodding the little girl slipped off of her mom's lap and ran into the house. The young purple haired woman couldn't help but smile as she stood and followed her daughter into their small but homely house.
Heading into the living room Mal grabbed her purse before heading to the bottom the the staircase. "Belle! Are you ready!" She called up to her daughter, seconds later she heard her three year old running towards the stairs. "Don't run!" She shouted, shaking her head slightly. No matter how many times the girl had been told not to run, she didn't listen. Belle practically skipped down the stairs towards her mother, smiling. Mal noticed the girl had her small bag in her hand ready for her sleep over tonight and the young woman was thankful her daughter had remembered and they wouldn't have to come back for it.
"Come on." Mal stated, holding her hand out to her daughter. Smiling when she felt her daughter take her hand in her smaller one. Her daughter may not have been planned but she wouldn't change having her for the world. The small brunette and purple haired girl made her life complete. The only thing that would have made it better would have been if Ben had been there throughout it but she knew it wasn't really an option after what had happened.
The mother and daughter headed out of the house, locking the door once they were out. Once the door was securely locked Mal picked up her daughter, resting her on her hip, before transporting themselves into town in a cloud of purple smoke. The duo reappeared in the middle of the busy town centre. None of the people there batted an eyelid. Mal randomly appearing like that had become the norm in the small town of Andalasia as Mal lived in the woods quite a way from the town.
Looking around Mal noticed they were right outside the clothing store they needed to be at. She without putting her daughter down she headed into the small store. Walking into the store Belle began to wriggle around, so mal gently placed her on the floor. "Pick out a few dresses you like honey, then we will try them on and pick one for tomorrow." She told her daughter. The smile she got in response made Mal's heart swell. She loved making her little girl happy.
"Good morning, Mal." The young woman behind the counter said as the young purple haired woman followed her daughter around the shop.
Mal turned to look at the blonde haired woman. "Morning Ella! You alright?" The blonde nodded in response to her. "You still coming over later on?" She asked Ella. In the four years she has been here she has grown close to the blonde. She had told Ella a lot about her past, except the reason she left Auradon.
"Of course, Mal." Ella stated.
The purplette would have responded but Belle quickly got her mothers attention. "Mummy, I want this dress." She told her mother. Looking down at her daughter she crouched so she could see the dress more clearly. Mal smiled, a little sadly, seeing her daughter had picked a purple dress with a blue sash and bow around the waist. She couldn't help but think of Ben at the sight of the dress, something that had been happening a lot lately. But Mal's smile turned more genuine as she noticed Belle had even picked up the right size of dress.
Mal nodded to her daughter. "Okay baby." She said to her little girl, taking the dress. Taking her daughters hand Mal walked over to Ella to pay for the dress. But as she placed the dress on the counter she remembered the other thing she had come in for. "Oh Ella? Has that dress I ordered come in yet?" The young woman asked, smiling as a box was placed on the counter. Quickly paying for the things she picked the box and small bag up in one hand,t aking Belle's hand in the other and they headed back out into town.
A little awkwardly Mal picked her daughter up again before transporting the two of them to a different house. Seeing the familiar house belle immediately let go of her mothers hand and ran up to the front door, running inside without waiting for her mother to catch up. Mal rolled her eyes at the girl, it seemed she would never learn. She had certainly inherited Mal's VK stubborn streak and it was starting to drive Mal a little crazy, but she loved the girl regeardless, she just hoped she grew out of it soon.
Following her daughter she walked into the house, smiling. "Holly!" She called out, causing the brunette the come in from the back yard. "Hi. How are you?" She asked her friend, hugging her quickly.
"Good. You?" Holly asked, leading the purple haired woman out to the garden where Mal immediately noticed Belle playing outside with five other children, including Holly's twins heather and Hazel.
Nodding Mal responded, "Yeah, I'm good."
But the two mothers attention was quickly caught by a loud "No! That's mine!" Coming from one of the other girls, Kelly. Mal turned her head in time to see Belle using her magic to take a doll from the girl, who was now crying. The purple haired woman couldn't help but be shocked by this, Belle had never done anything like this before and she didn't understand why she would now. They had the 'be sensible with your magic' talk weekly.
"Isabelle Evelyn Blackheart!" Mal called from near the back door. Belle couldn't help but look at her mother in shock, knowing by the use of her full name she was in some serious trouble. "You know better then to use your magic like that! Now give the doll back to Kelly and play nicely or you are coming home with me." She said to her daughter. Breathing a sigh of relief when Belle handed the doll back with no trouble and began interacting well with the other kids.
Author's Note: So not a lot happens but I wanted to include a bit about how Mal's life is now. Also for this story Mal's last name is Blackheart as I couldn't think of anything else that would work. I hope you guys like this story. Please review and tell me what you think x