Book 2: A New Start | Malvie

Chatper Four: The Big Fight

~Uma's POV~
"Poser." I: Uma, daughter of Ursula, muttered from the Fish and Chips shop back on the Isle. I threw down my last order and returned to the backroom to see Harry Hook and Gil(son of Gaston) throwing stuff at the Tv as Millie flashed on the screen.

"Traitor!" Harry Hook yelled." Oh, I would love to wipe the smiles off their faces. You know what I mean?"

"Gil!" I exclaimed, rolling my eyes off at Gil, who sat there eating." You want to quit choking yolks and get with the program?" Gil nodded, and I ranted on. "Those purple-haired twerps that left us in the dirt."

"Turned their backs on evil," Harry added.

"Who said you weren't big or bad enough to be in her gang." Gil added, talking about the history I had with Millie years before." Back when we were kids. Come on, you guys remember. She called her shrimpy, and the name just kinda stuck."

I went on," That snooty little witch. She grabbed everything she wanted and left me nothing."

Gil chimed in again. "No. Actually; she left you that sandbox, and then she said that you could have the shrimp.."

"I need you to stop talking," I said, slapping his mouth.

Harry punched him in the arm, turning to Uma now." We have her turf now. So let me stay in Bore adon."

"HARRY! That's her turf now, and I want it too. We should not be getting her leftovers. Son of Hook, son of Gaston, and me, most of all, daughter of Ursula! What's my name?" I muttered.

Harry fell to his knee, removing his hat before her. "Uma." He chimed in his Scottish accent.

This then led me into my own little ballet. "What's my name? What's my name?"

The entire crew chanted. "Uma!"

"This is all hands on deck. Calling out to lost boys and girls. I'm getting tired of the disrespect. We won't stop until we rule the world! It's our time. We're up next(next, next). Our sail's about to be set (set, set). They ain't seen nothing yet! Tell 'em who's in charge, so they don't forget.

What's my name, what's my name? (Uma)Say it louder! What's my name, what's my name? (Uma). Feel the power! No one's gonna stop us soon; the world will be ours! What's my name? What's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it loud! (Uuuuuuma, Uuuuma)All eyes on me, let me see 'em (Uuuuuma, Uuuuuma) What's it, what's it, say it, say it? (Uma ah ah)Uma!
I'm the queen of this town! I call the shots; you know who I am! I don't need to wear no fake crown. Stand up to me; you don't stand a chance. It's our time; we up next (next, next). My crew's as real as it gets (gets, gets). The worst is now the best! And leaving us here Will be their last regret!
What's my name? What's my name? (Uma)Say it louder! What's my name? What's my name? (Uma). Feel the power! No one's gonna stop us soon; the world will be ours. What's my name? What's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it!
Up to this point, the crew had just been watching the show until Harry popped in too.

"You know what they say? Bad girls have all the fun. Never learned how to count 'cause I'm number one! Ready here, we come. We always get our way. It's a pirate's life, every single day (hey!) She's the captain; I'm the first mate! Enemies seasick can't see straight! Call 'em fish bait, throw 'em on a hook! Uma's so hot they get burned if they look!

Then back to the song I went. "It's all eyes on me; let me see 'em! I see your eyes on me, boys, hey! You know what my name is! Say it, say it louder! What's my name? What's my name? (Uma). Say it louder! What's my name? What's my name? (Uma). Feel the power! No one's gonna stop us soon; the world will be ours! What's my name? What's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it!
(Uuuuuuma, Uuuuuma)! All eyes on me, let me see 'em (Uuuuma, Uuuuma)! What's it, what's it, say it, say it! Oh, say it louder (Uuuuuma, Uuuuuma)! Oh, say it louder (Uuuuuma, Uuuuuma)! What's it, what's it, say it, say it! Uma!"

Our singing and dancing number was thrown to a close-by mom's slimy tentacle slapping the table from the kitchen." Shut your clams!"
I groaned." Mom!"

"These dishes aren't going to wash themselves!" Ursula hollered back, sliding her tentacle back into the kitchen.
"It's fine. It's fine. Cause when I get my chance to rain down the evil on Auradon, I will take it! They're gonna forget that girl and remember the name.."

"Shrimpy!" Gil yelled. I ushered from Gil to Harry, who led him out of the room.



~Millie's POV~
Being alone to bake the final ingredient for the picnic, I was able to talk myself down. I sat down at the fancy little table that I found not far from the kitchen, unfolding all the foods. "Would you like a hot or d'oeuvre?"

"Yes, please," Ben exclaimed, grabbing one from me. "Mmm. This is the best thing I've ever had."

"Beef ragout?" I asked.

Once again, his face lit up. "Yeah. This is amazing!"

"Did I surprise you?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah. You surprised me. This is every single dish Mrs. Potts has made for my parents. What did it take you? Three days?"

Oh yeah. I didn't whip this out in one hour and threw it in the basket. "You know what? Don't even ask me."

"Yeah. Well, it means a lot that you stopped and did all this for me." Ben said," Especially with all the craziness you've been put through. I've missed you. We don't get much time to be just us anymore. Do you have a napkin or something?"

"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed. Ben reached in at first, but I pushed his hand away." I think I stowed them away...I can..get them." It was too late. He had caught me as underneath the piles of food, fell the spellbook into his open stretched hand.

"What is this?" Before I could explain, Ben noticed the recent pages I had bookmarked. "Speed reading spell. Blonde hair spell. Cooking spell. Using the spellbook, I can't believe this. And I was giving you props for fitting in so well, for doing your best."

"Take back this moment that has passed. Return it, reverse it." I started before blanking out as Ben's anger grew.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO SPELL ME RIGHT NOW!" Ben exploded.

"Ben, it's been so hard for me!" I exclaimed.

"Yes! Some things are hard! Do you think learning to be king has been easy for me? I thought we were doing this together!" Ben yelled, throwing the spellbook back into the basket and leaping to his feet.

I stood up too, placing the spellbook back into the picnic basket, before reaching for his hand." We are in this together."

"No! We're not. You've been keeping secrets and lying to me. I thought we were done with that. This isn't the Isle of the Lost, Millie!"

I tried to fight back the tears now. "Yeah. Believe me. I know that!" I yelled back.

"Then why are you doing this?" Ben asked.

At this point, I couldn't hold the tears back any longer and bursted out into tears. "Because I'm not one of those pretty pink princesses, Ben! I'm not one of those ladies of the court! I'm a big fake, okay? The hair, the food, all of it. All of this is fake." I turned back to the food, undoing the spell's work." Take this feast, this sumptuous meal, return it back to what is real. This is who I really am."

"Millie! Wait! Peanut and Jelly sandwiches are my favorite!" I heard Ben call after me, but I didn't turn back. I grabbed my spellbook and raced back to the dorm room.

I bolted through the door, only to see Mal there. Seeing me crying, she ran over to me. "Millie, what happened?"

"What happened! Literally everything. Ben and I had a fight! I don't belong here, Mal! "

"He found the book in the basket, huh?" Mal asked, but I didn't answer, just glared down at the floor. "Now, you know that's not true," She sighed. She reached out to hug me, but I pushed her away, picking up the box that held mom inside.
"It is! I have never fit in here! And I can't keep pretending that I do." I said between tears, grabbing mom's box, opening the lid to talk to her." Let's blow this popsicle stand, yeah!"

"Hold up. You're going back to the Isle?" Mal asked, and I nodded. Mal went on," You aren't going anywhere without me." She exclaimed.

"But Mal.. It's bad enough you were here to find out. I didn't want anyone to find out that I was gone, at least until tomorrow. if you follow, she's sure to.." I started.

"So, I'm just supposed to let you back to the Isle alone, willingly? Not tell E, Jay, Carlos, and Ben? Just let them worry about where you ran off to? Let you go back to deal with Harry, Uma, and all there wanna be pirates with absolutely no backup? Puh-lease."

"But M, E's sure to follow if you go.." I started.

Mal shrugged." Don't worry. I already have that covered." Hurriedly, Mal scrambled together a note, and once changed back into our VK clothes; we zoomed back to the Isle on my waterbike.
I chanted again, " Noble steed; proud and fair, you shall take us anywhere." And before we knew it, there we were. After almost a year of living in Auradon, we were finally home, unaware of what scene had erupted back at Auradon Prep. But we were soon to learn.