ROTTEN TO THE CORE | DESCENDANTS FANFICTION (female Y/N )

2.4

WARNING: THERE'S A PART IN THIS STORY THAT CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND MENTAL HEALTH. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

ISLE OF THE LOST
Y/N'S P.O.V
After Mal and I left our stuff at our old hideout, we decided that it was time to finally get our hair back so we went to lady Tremaine's salon called Curl up 'n' Die. We heard music playing and went in
"As colourful as ever." I whispered to Mal and she agreed.
We saw lady Tremaine's granddaughter, Drizella's daughter, Dizzy sweeping the floor and we waited for her to notice us.

"Mal, Y/n. Is Evie back too?" Dizzy asked.
"Ha, as if." Mal said and I gave her a hug.
"We forgot that you guys don't open till midnight. This place looks good." I said and Dizzy giggled.
"So what is your deal? Has your grandmother given you any customers yet?" Mal asked.
"Uh, just a witch here and there. Mostly it's a lot of scrubbing and scouring and sweeping. Lots and lots of sweeping." Dizzy said.
"Sounds like the old cinderella treatment hey?" Mal said.
"Exactly." I agreed.
"Yeah, she's gone from wicked stepmother to wicked grandmother." Dizzy said.
"That's not really much of a switch." I told her.

"Hey Dizzy." Mal began, "you used to do Evie, right?" Mal asked.
"Yeah, I thought of little braids" Dizzy said.
"You have any ideas for us?" I asked.
Then Dizzy looked at both of us, analysing out hair.

"I miss the colour in your hair. You look ordinary and boring." Dizzy said to me.
"You got that right." I agreed.
"The blue on your nails is the same colour as the blue I use for the salon." She said and I looked around to find it but I couldn't.
"I can't see it." I said to her.
"Exactly my point. I hate it." Dizzy said and Mal laughed.
"Go a head, make me look me but better." I told her while sitting on a chair.
She squealed and got started.
After some cutting, washing and colour, I looked way better.

"There's my colour. Thank you Dizzy." I said and gave her another hug then she went to Mal.

"The washed out blonde with purple tips? The best of no worlds. You can't see where your face ends and your hair begins." Dizzy said to Mal and pulled her to a seat then looked at her nails.
"Oh, what is this? Bored to death pink?" Dizzy asked and Mal and I chuckled.
"Only Auradon's finest." I say with sarcasm in each word.
"Mhmm, how far can I go?" Dizzy asked.
"The works. I mean whatever makes me feel like me but way worse." Mal said.
"Yayy." Dizzy said and got started with a large pair of scissors.
"Woah." I said.

Moments later, Mal was done and she looked at her reflection in the broken mirror.
"There you are." I said.
"There I am." Mal agreed.
"Voilà!" Dizzy exclaimed.
"Voilà." Mal repeated.
Then Mal gave her some money for both of us.
"For me?" Dizzy asked.
"Yeah, you earned it." Mal said and she giggled and skipped to the register.
A voice I instantly got annoyed of was heard and we knew it was him.

"Fork it over you runt." Harry said and she gave it to him.
"And the rest of it." He said and she gave him the rest of the money. I felt sorry for Dizzy.

"Thank you." Harry said and was about to leave but Mal spoke up.
"Still running errands for Uma or do you actually get to keep what you steal?" Mal asked him.

"Well, well, well. What a nice surprise." Harry said, looking at both of us.
"Hi Harry." I said, no politeness intended.
"Just wait until Uma hears that you two are back. She is never going to give you back your old territory." Harry said walking towards us.
"Oh, well that's okay because we will be taking it." I said.
Harry then put his hook against my cheek and stroked it.
"I could hurt you." He said to me and I grabbed his hook and Mal put the gum in her mouth on the hook.
"Not without a permission I bet." Mal said.
Harry put the gum in his mouth which was clearly disgusting and then made a mess. Mal and I both glared at him as he left.
"Great, more sweeping." Dizzy said.
"Don't worry Dizzy, we'll help." I told her and we helped her clean up the mess and after that, we left for our hideout.