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"So many ways to be wicked." Mal sang, tossing an apple to Elodie who was standing in the distance — the last thing she saw before breaking out of her imagination. Blinking back into reality, cameras were flashing in her eyes, microphones being shoved into her face, and questions coming at her out of every direction. Reporters were begging for even a sliver of her time, and Mal was exhausted.
"Mal! Mal! Mal!"
"Mal, please, over here!"
"Only three more days to the Royal Cotillion." A darker skinned woman stated, pushing her way towards the front to reach the girl. Mal skimmed her eyes over, wide and frantic, as they looked one another in the eyes.
"Ever think a girl like you would be Lady of the Court?" Another reporter asked, and the now blonde haired girl scrunched her nose up a slight bit, feeling insulted.
"How does it feel to be the most envied girl in Auradon?" A man asked, Mal diverting her eyes towards him. There was an unbelieving glint in them, saying she couldn't actually believe that to be true.
"Do you like being blonde?"
"Is your mother still a lizard?"
Suddenly, Ben cleared his throat, getting the reporters to put a halt in their questions, "Okay, all right. Excuse me." He said, making his way through the crowd and towards his girlfriend, "Uh, we will let you know if and when that particular situation changes."
The questions started to change direction and the same darker skinned woman asked him, "Did you ever think you'd be with a villain kid?"
Ben chuckled uncomfortably and put his hand up, "We're done here."
Fairy Godmother then pushed her way towards the front of the crowd, separating the reporters from the royal couple, and shushing loudly, "This is still a school, so if you're here, you're either skipping or trespassing."
The reporters started to shout, asking and pleading for more time, the woman shushing them much more harshly this time, clamping her fingers down in their faces. They all turned away as Fairy Godmother gestured them to do so with her hands.
When they were out of sight, the Fairy Godmother turned to Ben and Mal, curtsying and turning away, off to do the rest of her duties.
Elodie watched this happen from the window in her dorm. She sat silently as Claudia typed away on her computer — no doubt doing her math homework — and watched with pursed lips as Evie came along and dragged Mal away from Ben, most likely for her Cotillion dress fitting.
She couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of sadness at remembering Evie hadn't even asked her to make a dress for her, like she normally would have.
Thank God she was on Charlotte La Bouff's good side.
