"You will go, you will find the Fairy Godmother, and you will bring me back her magic wand," the evil fairy instructs as she files her nails. "Easy Pease."
"What's in it for us?" Mal asks. I'm getting awfully tired of doing my mother's bidding with so little to show for it.
"Matching thrones. Hers and hers crowns," her mother responds, as if it were just such a stupid question to ask.
"Um." Carlos interjects, "I think she meant us." as Mal gestures to the four of them. These people have been there for her, and if they're going to be forced to participate in this deeply crazy scheme as well, then they ought to get something out of it too.
Maleficent stands from the throne and uses a finger to tell her daughter to come closer, "It's all about you and me, baby. Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, who doesn't?" Mal responds, but Evie can tell she's lying.
"Well, then. Get me the wand," her mother desperately instructs. "And you and I can see that and so much more." She takes a fantasizing breath, "And with that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"
"Our will," the Evil Queen corrects.
"Our will. Our will," the evil fairy reassures. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy."
"Harsh much," Evie whispers as Mal and Maleficent start their little staring contest.
"I know," Carlos comments with envy. "She is so good at being bad." Evie gives him a look. "What? She is."
Mal loses, "Fine. Whatever." and walks away.
"I win," her mother gloats.
Mal sits on the stairs of the throne's platform and watches as her friends are also given orders from their parents. Of course Jay's and Carlos's parents don't want them to leave, but what are they kidding? With that new order none of us have a choice. All we can do is make the best out of the situation, just as we always have…
"What is wrong with you all?" Maleficent screams. "People used to cower at the mention of our names." Mal scurries off to the table, trying to put as much distance between her and her mother as possible, but her mother just follows and steps closer to everyone. "For twenty years I have searched for a way off of this island. For twenty years they have robbed us of our revenge."
Here we go again. Mal can't help but roll her eyes, as her mother drones on with the typical complaints. Doesn't anyone have anything better to do than some pitiful revenge? They lost. They should just give it up already and move on.
"And I, Maleficent, the evilest of them all. I will finally have my revenge on Sleeping Beauty and her relentless, little prince."
Mal finds her mouth slightly agape. Wow. She really does hate them. This is serious. Mal watches as the Evil Queen hands Evie the tiny imitation of the magic mirror, and it's not long after that Mal is armed with her own gift: her mother's spellbook.
Her mother smiles at it and comments as if it's the most precious thing ever, "Yes, yes. It doesn't work here, but it will in Auradon."
Jay smiles at his dad, whom sits in the armchair next to him, "Hey. Where's my gift?"
"Haha. Funny." He squints his eyes up at Jay when he doesn't respond, "My staff was stolen from me. Come on, Son. You know this."
"Right," Jay swiftly replies. "Sorry."
Maleficent hands her daughter the spellbook, "And now you will be making your own memories— by doing exactly as I tell you."
- Well, this is the last scene that's going to take place on the Isle. Aren't you just going to miss it? So far I have zero reviews. Maybe some of you would like to say what you thought of their last days on the island?... just a thought.