Chapter 2 – Evie

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Unfortunately, Harry didn't interact with Jay enough to know if his dreams were affecting him in the real world. If he learned anything, it would be secondhand through Gil. At least, that was his going theory until Uma crashed his lunch one day, something she only resorted to when she was especially irritated with the progress (or lack thereof) they were making with her reforms.

"Got a call from Poser today," she muttered as she stole a handful of French fries from Harry's bag, the first mate ripping his burger in half and passing it over before she could demand as much. "Apparently Jay's been having weird dreams."

Harry aimed an unimpressed look at her, because despite being newly found 'friends' she knew he didn't like talking about Jay.

"I need to rant," she explained around a mouthful of burger, letting out an appreciative hum when Harry motioned her on. "Apparently, they think someone's magically fucking with him or something, and their first guess was me." She took another aggressive bite of the burger. "Like I go back on my damn word. I said we were allies, we're allies, end of discussion. I'm not fucking her."

"Eh," Harry shrugged his shoulders. "She got dumb 'cuz it concerns Jay. Ye'd do the same if it was Gilly."

"Fair point," Uma hummed, jabbing another handful of French fries into his open bucket of ketchup. They might have had some of this shit on the Isle, but week-old fries didn't really compare to the fresh shit. "Doesn't make it less stupid. She wouldn't even tell me what the dumb dreams were about, because apparently he hasn't mentioned it, just that they were weird."

"What would be weird enough to bother that guy?" Harry scoffed. "Did he imagine a world where his hair didn't flow majestically in the wind?"

That finally earned him a giggle, and Harry would be riding the high of that for hours to come. "A world where he didn't have a million fangirls throwing themselves at his feet?"

"A world where he has to wear shirts with sleeves?"

"A world where he's bad at Tourney?"

"Oh no," Harry said in mock dramatics. "Not his precious Tourney."

Uma pressed her face against his shoulder, trying to muffle the sound of her laughter. "Whatever it is, I hope it's the product of his own damn mind," Uma declared eventually. "'Cuz if we did all that work just for one of the magic-gifted villains to shift through the cracks…"

"They're probably just embarrassing," Harry decided, a small thrum of concern building in his stomach. "And instead of dealing with that shit, he has to whine to Mal about it."

Harry would never whine to Uma about such things. He would never bother her with something that was ultimately inconsequential – he was a good crewmate like that.

Looked like Jay had gotten soft in Auradon.

"Here's to hoping," Uma said, toasting him with the last bite of her burger before shoving it in her mouth and grabbing up a few more fries. "I've got to get back to work, but you and Gilly are doing a great job. I'm proud of you."

"Fucking hell, captain," Harry said, because talk like that had become standard once they got off the Isle, Uma really committing to the good guy shit. "Back at ya."

"See you at dinner," Uma said, giving his hair a quick pet before she was gone again, off to make the world a better place while Harry fumbled in her wake, doing the exact opposite.

At least, in some regards.

Looked like he and princess were going to have to have a conversation.

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It went better than he expected.

"That's a valid concern," Audrey said from the white void of his own dreamscape. "It figures they would have one eventually, I just thought Jay would last longer than three days." She rolled her eyes. "The big baby."

"Should we stop, then?" Harry asked, playing his cards carefully.

"We can't cut off the day an investigation starts, that would raise a red flag. But we can be careful."

With that, her brows furrowed in concentration, and Harry felt the familiar pull of Jay's dreamscape until they materialized on that Auradon Prep campus again, though this time, they seemed to be on the edge of things.

"Ah," Audrey said, pointing over to where Jay was talking to Evie next to a row of lockers. "She's real."

"What?" Harry asked, his pulse spiking.

"She's visiting like we are," Audrey explained. "Don't worry, she can't see us. Don't ask me how I know, I just know."

Harry thought things over. "She's here to see if the dreams are magically induced."

"Got it in one," Audrey said, snapping her fingers in approval. "Okay, we're going to have to play things by ear. I don't know if she can only spectate or if she has the ability to make minor changes, but if she can offer Jay some small amount of control, we have to go with the flow of that. Incorporate it into our needs because if we just steamroll him they'll know we're using magic."

"And we need this to look natural," Harry said, the pieces falling together.

"We're improvising today, baby," Audrey declared, starting forward with a definite sway in her hips. "Prepare to 'yes, and' all the way."

"I don't know what that means," Harry admitted. "But I'm ready."

Jay's conversation wasn't audible until they drew closer, and it was then that they saw a minor flush on the thief's features.

"It's just a lot of weird sex stuff," Jay explained to Evie with an embarrassed expression. "And not like, normal sex stuff, just- I'm the girl a lot – which is fine, just- it's not a thing I do, and it seems so real."

"Well…" Evie began, her brows furrowed in consideration. "That might be your subconscious trying to tell you something, or," she continued when Jay let out a whine. "Someone's using magic to mess with you. We'll find out one way or another tonight. Now, how do these things usually begin?"

"This is normal," Jay said, looking around as elegantly dressed students seemed to mill about the open area. "But then things will get distinctly weird, and then a bunch of dumb sex stuff happens."

In his peripherals, Harry could see Audrey purse her lips together in concentration, and then a moment later, Jay's casual clothes morphed into that of a cheerleaders'.

"Like this," Jay sputtered, staring down at the flippy skirt and bright colors, likely unaware of the makeup he now sported. "This isn't a thing that happens."

"It's okay, calm down," Evie soothed, rubbing a hand against his bicep. "Just picture the outfit changing into something else."

Audrey's lips kicked in a smirk, and then the uniform seemed to shrink, the skirt getting dangerously short and the shirt changing into a crop top that was cut stupidly low.

"That wasn't- I was imagining pants," Jay sputtered as more of his legs came into view, a twist of his hips flashing a glimpse of yellow panties.

Before Evie could reply, the dream version of her boyfriend showed up, grinning wide. "Girlfriend!" he chirped, leaning forward and trading a chaste kiss with Evie before he turned to face Jay. "Other girlfriend!" he cheered, and then he was wrapping an arm around Jay's waist, dragging him forward into a deep kiss that left Jay whimpering, had him reciprocating for a few moments before he pulled back with a flush.

"I didn't mean to do that," he gushed to Evie. "Just- all the sex-"

"You don't have to be shy," Doug – that was his name – hummed, one hand drifting low to cup Jay's butt. "You can kiss whoever you want to."

"No, I can't," Jay hissed, flushing dark.

"Sure you can," Doug said, pulling back with a few confused blinks. "Here, I'll prove it to you. Hey, guys!" he called out to the rest of the open area, getting all the guys' attention. "My hot cheerleader girlfriend requires kisses!"

"Yeah?" That one guy from the tea party – Aziz – perked up. "Well damn, Jay, if you insist."

"See? Shit like this happens," Jay said as they formed a line, Doug happily passing Jay over to Aziz who made a show of kissing up his neck before finally claiming Jay's lips.

"Um." Evie blinked, seeming a bit dazed by the sight of her friend making out with a fake prince while wearing a tight cheerleading outfit. "I don't sense anything awry."

"Evie," Jay moaned when Aziz started petting up his leg, hooking it around his waist so they could slowly rut together.

"But dreamscape magic isn't my specialty!" Evie rushed to confirm. "Are you sure we can't call Mal in on this?"

"M-Mal can't see this," Jay groaned when Aziz was pulled away, only to be replaced by another handsome, handsy prince. "She'd n-never take me seriously again and- Chad."

"That's me!" Chad – Audrey's friend – chirped, his eyes stupidly blue and hair stupidly pretty and presence seeming to make Jay whimper terribly, his length already tenting against his short skirt. "You look so pretty, Jay, and you kiss really nice. I'm happy to be your kissing buddy whenever you need it."

"Chad," Jay whined again, gasping when the panties seemed to magically ride down and expose his flushed length.

"Oh, hello," Chad cooed, reaching down to give that dripping head a firm tease that left Jay mewling.

"Oh, can we touch her dick?" Aziz asked. "I want to touch her dick."

"All of you will get a turn," Doug huffed, still standing next to Evie. "Assuming she wants it."

"I don't," Jay croaked, his cheeks flushed hot.

Immediately, everything came to a stop.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Chad said with a flush, pulling his hand away from Jay's member, a wet string of slick connecting his fingers to the flushed flesh. "We'll um- just get out of your hair then."

"What?" Jay asked, obviously not expecting this response, and then his line suddenly dispersed, leaving Jay panting with his dick out next to Evie, seeming terribly confused.

"You controlled that," Evie offered while Jay stood there, trapped in befuddlement. "Granted, that might have been my presence giving you an extra boost to combat your natural inclinations-"

"These aren't my natural inclinations," Jay hissed, his shoulders hunched.

"I don't sense any foul magic. That could because of your own latent magical abilities, but if something magical is doing this, the magic itself is well-meaning." Which was a damn laugh in itself. "Though again, this isn't my specialty. Dark Fae have a better connection to the dreamscape-"

"I'm not showing this to Mal."

"Okay, what about Uma?" Evie pressed.

"We can't show Uma this," Jay squawked, his length bouncing when he flailed his arms. "She'd tell Harry, and he'd be a fucking asshole about it."

Audrey and Harry giggled at that, seeing as that particular ship had already sailed, and Evie rolled her eyes.

"We need to do something," Evie exclaimed. "I'm not getting any definitive answers as it is-"

"Jay!" a version of Dream Audrey chirped, making the thief and Evie startle. "Come on, we need to get on the Tourney field to-" Dream Audrey paused, sighing when she saw the state of Jay's underwear. "And we have to get you new panties again. Whatever." She grabbed onto his wrist. "Come on, we have just enough time to go to the locker rooms and get you fixed up."

"Um- no?" Jay tried.

"Um- yes," Audrey countered. "You didn't fucking badger me to be on the team for weeks to wuss out now. We're going."

"Can I come too?" Evie asked, strolling after them.

Dream Audrey rolled her eyes. "Only if you put on a uniform."

And wasn't that a sight to behold, because a few moments later had Evie sporting her own super short cheerleading skirt, the princess flushing darkly while Jane held up two pairs of lacy underwear – one in Auradon blue, the other yellow.

"Blue always looks so good on you," Jane said. "But the yellow really pops."

"Just pick one, Jane," Audrey growled from where she was tucking Jay's erection into a new set of underwear – this a dark blue.

Jane pursed her lips together in thought. "Maybe we should go with none at all. Would you prefer that, Evie?"

"Um- what?" Evie asked, seeming startled, but not backing away when Jane reached up under her skirt and started easing her navy panties down her legs.

"Go with nothing," Jane said, helping Evie step out of her panties before she tossed them to the side. "That would be nice, wouldn't it? Sort of a way to stick it to your mom? You're not a slut for celebrating your body, after all."

"That's… true," Evie allowed, a blush building up on her face.

"Jane," Dream Audrey sighed. "If she goes out there without panties, we're going to be stampeded by all the girls rushing to get to her."

Evie tensed. "I like boys."

"You can like both, nimrod," Dream Audrey huffed, making Jay lean against the lockers, coaxing his rear to stick out. It was worth nothing that he submitted to her without protest, bottom lip clamped between his teeth. "We get that you're still trying to make your mom happy with that 'marrying a dude' thing, but that doesn't mean you can't get some quality lady time on the side."

"Maybe we should make you go panty-less, then," Jane declared, releasing the panties in her hands and ignoring as they disappeared into nothingness. "That would get Mal between your legs the way you always wanted."

Evie flushed. "I um- I don't want that."

"Oh." Jane blinked. "I'm sorry."

"Ignore her," Dream Audrey huffed, hard at work easing a plastic bulb-looking thing into Jay's rear, who took it with definite whimpers. "I can see how wet she is from here, just look at her thighs."

"Really?" Jane asked, crouching low and feeling up Evie's inner thigh while the princess squeaked, her face going red when Jane nudged up her skirt to get a better look at Evie's groin. "Oh, you're ready to go alright."

"Just- that's unrelated horniness," Evie insisted.

"Don't bother," Jay rasped when Dream Audrey finally let him stand back up, his length tenting his clothes again. "They're not going to listen."

"We'll totally listen," Jane said, shooting Jay an unhappy glare. "And if you want, we can get you dried off before we go out there."

"I'd um- like panties," Evie said with a flush. "And then- yeah, that'd be appreciated."

"It's a trap," Jay warned just as a pair of crotchless panties seemed to materialize on Evie's body, not that she had time to focus on that because Jane was already kneeling between her legs, angling her head upwards so she could start mouthing at Evie's folds-

"Ah- Jane!" Evie croaked, her hips shaking into the eager attentions. "I um- I-"

"What?" Dream Audrey asked as she passed Jay a set of pom poms. "Haven't you done this with Doug before?"

"We've been g-going slow," Evie gasped, her back arching with a moan.

"Knock it off, Jane," Audrey tutted. "We've got a game to cheer for."

"I'll finish this up later," Jane promised with a wink, leaning forward and capturing Evie's lips with her mouth still covered in the princess's slick, something that seemed to make Evie shiver and shake.

It was a substantially more flushed and shaky Jay and Evie that arrived on the Tourney field, both of them immediately forced to follow along in a cheerleading routine, jumping and cheering for the team.

"Ha, take that," real Audrey murmured beside Harry. "Jay thinks cheerleaders are stupid and now he is one."

"To wonderful results," Harry said, all for the purpose of earning another real smile before the game was back afoot.

Dream Audrey kept making Evie do high kicks that had the crowd roaring, the princess flushing dark every time she flashed her genitals. Jay was entirely less coordinated and enthusiastic, something that wasn't helped by the occasional spank Dream Audrey would give him for falling out of formation, just about always ensuring the bulb she had placed inside him would jolt against his insides.

"Now, time for the halftime show!" Dream Audrey cheered, she and Jane guided Jay and Evie towards a bed that materialized in the center of the field. "Ladies and gentlemen, form your lines!"

"Ah, hell," Jay said as the Tourney team set him up on his hands and knees, pulling the plug out and moving to fuck him with renewed fervor while he moaned helplessly.

Evie was treated to her own line of girls headed by Mal, each taking a turn to climb between her legs and eat her out, the crowd cheering and hollering its approval all the while.

"Mal!" Evie croaked while the dark Fae eased her legs wider, higher. "M-Mal, it feels so good."

"Only the best for my princess," Dream Mal purred before she plunged right in again.

"It's not- it's not really Mal," Jay croaked, but he was busy taking it from Ben, who let his displeasure at being ignored be known by rutting into Jay more enthusiastically than before.

Things sort of devolved from there, but it ended with Jay and Evie being doted with compliments while their joint worlds were rocked, which was both a gift and a punishment.

'Well-meaning magic', Harry's ass.

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Surprise of all surprises, Evie came back the next night.

"I think I can do a better job assessing this time," she explained to Jay as they strolled the length of the Auradon Castle ballroom, which Harry had seen more than he'd ever wanted due to his status as hero requiring his presence for dumb, stuffy events. "Now that I know what to expect."

"You just came so Mal would eat you out again," Jay sniffed, twitching restlessly as he continued to shift his gaze around the room, waiting for sex to strike.

The comment earned him a punch to the bicep that he didn't try to dodge, the thief immediately wincing under the weight of Evie's unimpressed stare. "Just because this has been strange for you doesn't mean you get to be an asshole."

"Sorry, sorry," Jay said, sighing. "Just because you want to go slow in real life doesn't mean you can't take advantage of weird dream sex, just- I wish you'd believe these weren't my ideas."

"I do believe you," Evie soothed, rubbing his shoulder. "Or at least, I believe you sincerely believe that, but dreams are tricky things, and the more you fight it, the worse off things seem to get. Have you ever thought about just embracing it?"

"Embracing this?" Jay squawked.

"Sure," Evie continued, undeterred by his response. "There's nothing wrong with dressing cute and being on the receiving end for sex."

"There is when you do both in public," Jay groused, his cheeks flaring hot.

"But we're not in public, we're in a dream."

"But what if this conditions me to want this stuff in the real world?" Jay hissed. "I'm already getting worked up when I shouldn't be, sometimes. I'm just worried that- ack!" Jay flailed when his clothes seemed to vanish into nothingness, but Evie's did too, leaving them staring at each other with embarrassed flushes until Dream Mal and Ben stormed onto the scene.

"What the hell, guys?" Mal groused, giving the two of them incredulous looks while frantically casting her gaze about the room, as though searching for witnesses. "You can't be naked in here, the ball's going to start up in any minute!"

"We didn't mean to," Jay said, rushing to cover his groin.

"You never mean to," Mal huffed with a roll of her eyes. "Just- come on, Ben and I will sneak you out of here."

What then began was a series of navigating Jay and Evie through the corridors of Auradon Castle – the hallways larger and seeming to feature far more windows than they did in real life. Because of the ball, there were people bustling around everywhere, and multiple opportunities where Jay and Evie almost got caught, only to be shoved behind a curtain or statue at the last minute – at one notable point holding a conversation with both of Ben's parents while strategically hidden behind a large catering cart.

They didn't use the secret passageways, Mal waving Evie off anytime the princess asked about them, until they finally retreated to Mal's room.

"You assholes," Mal muttered as she looked them over, both Jay and Evie obviously aroused by the experience and seeming bashful about it. "I get that you have kinks, but you can't let that shit interfere with the royal bullshit we have to deal with. I think punishments are in order."

With that, she grabbed Evie's wrist, dragging her over towards a large bed and posing the princess on her hands and knees. "Ten spanks, Evelyn, you know how it is."

"But Mal-" Evie cut off with a gasp at the first smack, her folds still flushed and a wetness beginning to smear down her inner thighs.

"You should know better," Mal tutted before she moved on.

"Now," Ben sighed, moving forward to cup Jay's hips in his hands, tugging the thief forward so he could grind against the king's thigh. "What should I do with you? It needs to be something you don't like. Something that will send the message home."

"There's always that dress Evie made him," Mal offered casually as she gave Evie another firm smack. "Have him go to the ball in that instead of his suit."

Ben tilted his head thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think that should work. But first…" His gaze dropped to Jay's erection. "We'll need to take care of this."

"Ben," Jay whimpered, squirming in place.

The king sighed. "If you like putting on a show so much, let's do that right now." He nudged Jay back until he collapsed onto a different bed that materialized from nowhere. The second after, he pulled out his phone, aiming it so Jay was entirely in focus. "Beat yourself off as though you were doing it for Harry."

"Harry?" Jay squawked. "No, Ben – I can't."

"Sure, you can," the king drawled. "It's either that or I call him in to do the deed himself."

"Perfect punishment," Mal cackled as she gave Evie one last smack that left her whimpering. "Alright, princess, let's see about getting you dried off."

Audrey must have been in a good mood that evening because she had Mal flip Evie onto her back and crawl between her legs, eating out that wet and willing groin while Evie crooned above her.

It was only made the more sweeter by Jay awkwardly got to work jerking himself off, moaning whenever Ben gave him words of encouragement.

"Ask if he thinks you're pretty," Ben offered, making Jay whimper.

"Do um- do you think I'm pretty, Harry?" Jay moaned when he gazed into the camera, his length seeming fit to burst. "I'm- I'm wet for you."

"So wet," Mal cackled against Evie's groin before going in with her tongue.

The end result had both Evie and Jay achieving their release, which was but a temporary respite for them as Mal and Ben buzzed around the room to get them ready for the ball.

"Here," Mal said as she eased a large vibrator into Evie, the princess moaning all the while. "A treat – since you feel like a thrill seeker today."

"Mal," Evie whined, blushing darker when Mal helped her ease into a set of truly sexy lingerie before guiding Evie into a ballgown that was perfectly respectable save for the super short skirt that showed a sinful amount of leg.

"Ben," Jay groaned from Mal's closet, and when he emerged he was in what seemed to be one of Evie's commissioned pieces, the entire thing very pink and full of ruffles, his hair curled and held back with a headband that featured a huge bow.

"No whining," Mal said as she helped Evie strap on her red stilettos. "You're the asshole that almost got caught naked in the ballroom by Ben's parents – you get to pay the price for that. Worse comes to worse, you can always play it off as losing a bet."

"But-" Jay gasped when Ben helped him into a pair of obnoxiously ruffled underwear – in white, of course – before he was treated to his own stockings and cutesy high heels. "Mal, please."

"No, Jay," Mal tutted, and then the four of them were off to make their dramatic entrances.

Jay spent the entire time flushing horribly, the most common reaction to his outfit seeming to be laughter – in a good-natured way, though, his Tourney teammates from school ribbing him for appearing in such a daft ensemble.

"I think you look pretty!" Chad chirped, startling Jay closer to the king who had taken to keeping an arm wrapped around his waist, preventing Jay from making any strategic retreats the way he seemed to want. "May I have this dance with you?"

"Sure," Ben chirped, nudging Jay into Chad's arms.

The blond cheerfully spun Jay around the floor, making his skirt flare up more than once, the Tourney team catcalling each and every time until Jay was horribly flustered.

"Did you do this to get our attention?" Aziz asked when he traded out with Chad. "Because you didn't need to dress up for that." He dropped his voice to breathe directly into Jay's ear. "Though I think a lot of us are glad you did."

"You are?" Jay asked, not seeming to notice he was being guided into a group of them until they were closing ranks around him. "Guys?"

"You have a bit of a situation, Jay," Aziz informed the thief with a wink, pointing down and making Jay sputter when he noticed his erection tenting against the short skirt. "Don't worry, though, we'd be happy to help you out."

"No one needs to know," another guy said. "Or notice."

"Um." Jay shifted, breath catching when Aziz ducked a hand under his skirt and started caressing his thigh. "I um- probably shouldn't. Ben-"

"He let you go," Aziz said. "He understood the risks. Now, is this something you want, or not? Because we would all like to make our princess feel good."

"I… yes," Jay said, ducking his head bashfully, his breath catching when Aziz dipped a hand into his skirt and started teasing him right then and there. Another prince reached forward, seeming to guide a hand between Jay's cheeks and stretching him out there while the Agraben gasped and shook in their hands.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Aziz murmured when Jay really started to get worked up. "We've got you."

Across the room, Mal was having Evie talk to as many of her friends as possible, sitting her in their laps while the princess tried to bite back moans.

"Are you okay, Evie?" Jane asked, the princess cradled between her and Carlos. "You seem tense."

"We'd be happy to help with that," Carlos chirped, which was how he came to massage her breasts while Jane kneaded her shoulders, the young De Ville being extra thorough and guiding them out of Evie's dress so he could really tease her.

"Guys," Mal huffed. "We're in public."

"This is important," Carlos insisted. "Evie matters more than any dumb ball anyway."

"That is true," Mal allowed, meaning she gladly worked in tandem with Carlos to rid Evie of her bra so they could tease her chest together.

"I've got something that might help," Dream Uma said when she materialized from nowhere, looking stunning in her fancy pants ballgown. She reached out with glowing fingers and tweaked Evie's nipples, coating them with a blue glow until they were flushed and swollen, the princess gasping anytime they were touched. "There's no way she can be tense now."

"Nice work, Uma," Mal said, giving Uma a high five before she returned her focus to Evie, leaning forward so she could suck on and lap at those pert nubs.

"Mal!" Evie croaked, her legs flexing wide, and Harry would bet anything that she fell apart then and there.

"Aw, Uma," Mal huffed, nudging Evie's skirt up to reveal the sodden state of her panties. "You got her all wet."

"Hazard of the occupation," Uma drawled before she deftly reached out and started dragging Evie's panties off. She paused halfway when she noticed the vibrator pushing Evie open. "Why are you blaming me?" she asked, tugging the vibrator partially out. "This was what did it." With that, she started fucking Evie with the vibrator, which was an admittedly hot and entirely fair usage of his captain in this situation. "You like getting your rocks off in public, Evie?"

"Uma," Evie groaned, flushing as Carlos and Jane held her legs wide. "Uma."

"That's my name," Uma drawled, coaxing Evie through another release.

Meanwhile, back in the crowd of handsome princes, Jay was being thoroughly ravished – kissed and doted on and complimented in turn, each of the guys taking a chance to work him over or fuck him with their fingers until his ruffled panties were a soiled mess.

"You just want to be taken care of, don't you?" Aziz murmured against Jay's lips, Chad safely tucked against his back. "Want someone to hold you and tell you you're pretty."

"I'd be happy to do that," Chad chirped, nuzzling Jay's shoulder while he jerked his hand in a pointed motion that left Jay falling apart once more. "I think all of us would be."

"But you wouldn't," Jay groaned, flushing when some of them started pinching his nipples through the material of his dress. "Not for real."

"Definitely for real," Aziz countered brightly. "Looks like we'll just have to keep showing you our dedication."

As expected, things devolved from there.

-:-:-

Endnotes:

Evie deciding to join Jay on a regular basis is probably one of the best things to happen to Audrey during her house arrest other than her accidental friendship acquisition with Harry.

Audrey knows about the rules of improv because Chad knows about the rules of improv because he probably wanted to join drama club at Auradon Prep but you know his very worst ever grandfather wouldn't allow something like that.

Picture Jay's dress in the Lolita style.

Until next time