Beautiful Soul [Descendants Fanfic]

Ch. 6 You will always see the good in all deranged people

Liam silently looked at his surroundings, admiring the scenery around him. Outsiders would find Isle of the Lost a hellhole or a dump. But in his blue eyes, the island is filled with so much unparalleled art and history. He considered this land his home for many years, and he loves its imperfections with all of his heart.

Liam stops walking when he sees a familiar building, a coffee shop called Slop Shop, which Isle of the Lost citizens call it. However, the owner, Yzma, happily calls it La reina de la Muerte, which he learned from her son and childhood best friend, Zevon, means The Queen of Death in Spanish.

Liam opens the door, and he steps inside the coffee shop. His nose gets hit by the smell of coffee and chocolates. He has come to this place throughout his childhood, either with his father, Gaston or with his Godfather, Clayton, since the two men loved to drink coffee and chat about war and other manly stuff.

" Duck!" A familiar masculine voice calls out, causing Liam to duck, and he sees a butcher's knife flew past him and lands on the wall near him.

Liam looks forward, and his blue eyes blinked when he sees Zevon's godfather and uncle figure, Kronk, bashfully staring at him.

Henry Ian Cusick as Kronk

" I am so sorry. Please, don't hurt me! Your Dad is so scary. The butcher knife slipped out of my hand," Kronk stared at Liam with a concerned gaze while standing behind the counter.

Liam opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped when he saw a shotgun rifle next to him aiming towards Kronk. He glanced to the right, and he sees his Godfather, Clayton, sternly staring at the other male.

Jeffrey Dean Morgan as Clayton

" Bullshit. You were so aiming that butcher knife at my boy," Clayton sternly speaks at Kronk.

Kronk held his hands in surrender.

" It was an accident, sir! This place is a coffee shop, not a shooting range," Kronk dramatically shouts.

" Are you being sarcastic with me?" Clayton asked while putting his hand on his shotgun rifle's trigger.