From Auradon to the Isle of the Lost, everything is a mess. The anti-magic group is reaching more and more people, and their actions are going beyond a simple demonstration.
Rashid goes to Mal's room every day to check on the baby, and it was during one of these checks that something unimaginable happened.
"Twelve weeks Mal." Rashid told her, and a rare smile appeared on her face. "The magic is still catalyzed in the same place as always. Any strange symptoms? Any pain? Is fire coming out of somewhere?" She denied everything. "So, I guess that's it."
"Wait, what about the little heart?"
She asks when she sees him turning off the ultrasound machine.
"What? If you want, I can call you so you can hear it."
Rashid saw her smile at the loud noise the baby's heart was making.
(...)
The king of Auradon is good at many things, like reading documents, holding meetings and even convincing Cinderella's mouses not to make certain decisions, but he is convinced that his ability to talk to his wife is being lost.
Today, after an extensive list of documents to sign, laws to review and a meeting with one of the councils, all he wanted most was his bed.
When he got to his room, Mal was in front of his dressing table getting ready for bed.
"Hi."
She said, smiling and turning her attention to the man who had just come into the room.
"Hi."
He replies harshly.
"Ben I..."
"I'm going to take a shower."
He interrupted her, heading for the bathroom.
"Well, have him go to Rashid tomorrow to see how you're doing."
She talks to her stomach.
Mal and Ben are living a constant love-hate relationship, but in the end they get on well, but no day has ever been like this one:
They're momentarily calm and talking to each other and just like any other morning, they're both getting ready for their morning chores. Ben is talking about someone from the council, while she finishes getting dressed. Mal, who is wearing her robe, stops in front of the mirror in her room and stares at her belly for a moment.
It's still so strange to think that there's a person inside her. There's literally a human being inside her. It's a very strange feeling.
The girl was standing in front of the mirror when Ben came out of the bathroom with a towel still around his waist and drying his hair. Mal didn't even notice him standing there, as he struck a pose with his belly.
"You're going to make me so big, aren't you?"
She complains quietly, but loud enough for her husband to hear and move towards her.
"You'll still be beautiful to me."
He said in her ear and wrapped his arms around her waist, which obviously frightened her.
"Ben, you scared me."
She almost jumped, but remained in his embrace.
"What were you thinking?"
He asked, kissing the girl on the cheek.
"Nothing much, but I don't think you should keep hugging me with that towel on."
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Dark Times -2 season
FanfictionTwo years had passed since Agatha and the apocalypse in Auradon. Things were harder than they imagined, getting everything back on track was taking more work than it should have. But the worst was yet to come. It was in the midst of everyone rebuild...
