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-𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓-
The isle was a dark and gloomy place to anyone who wasn't familiar with how it worked but to them it was everything they've ever known and everything they've ever had. It was home, a safe spot, even if the living conditions weren't great, not everybody were given opportunities like her older sister to live somewhere better.
"Focus". Inhaling the deepest breath she's ever taken, Majesty keeps her stance for a few seconds before flicking her wrist to dodge Harry's attempt. "Eyes on me". Following his command her eyes strain themselves onto his sword waiting for another strike. You couldn't go missing on the isle, not unless you messed with Dr. Facilier, but somehow MJ managed to do it. She managed to disappear with not many aware of her whereabouts all so she could build herself up and become a badder person, someone Mal could never be, and never was.
"You have to be faster than that". Harry circles around the blonde determined to form her into someone her sister would've never seen coming. If she wanted to become someone new, he'd make that his mission even if it came with the consequences of missing yourself. "I'm trying". "Not enough!". Turning on his heel he yanks her into his arms. "You want this right?". She nods. "Then I need you to cooperate with me, you want it? Fight for it".
-𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐀'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐍' 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒-
When she wasn't training to better herself, MJ was lounging around Ursula's restaurant with no care in the world for who was yelling about their messed up order. It's been six months since her former friends chose to stay in Auradon, she spent her whole childhood with them and yet she hadn't felt a hint of sadness for their departure.
The restaurant doors slam open causing her to look up and see who it was. A grin spreads on her lips when she realizes it was Harry back from looting whatever small business he could find. He slips his sword into a barrel before placing three fish hanging from his hook onto a random lady's trey. His eyes scanned the room, eventually finding what he was looking for. Her.
They were both now equally crazy with vengeance in their blood but somehow they fit, they kept each other sane when other things didn't, they were the missing pieces to each other's puzzles, Harry and Majesty. "Hello, princess". He places a kiss on her cheek before reaching out to turn on the TV. Just then, Uma comes out of the kitchen to drop a tray in front of the couple, throwing food at the screen when Mal came on for the fifth time that day. Much like MJ, Uma hated Mal and the person she pretends to be now that she was Auradon's princess.
"Poser". The teen mutters, her hands set on the wooden counter top.
"Traitor!". Harry exclaims.
"Fake". A soft giggle leaves Majesty's mouth when the blue eyed pirate places a lingering kiss to her shoulder before joining Uma's side. The daughter of Ursula stares at her crew waiting for a response from them. "Hello?!". She slams her hands down leaving them no choice but to follow along and throw food at their only source of electronic entertainment. "Oh, how I would love to wipe those smiles off their faces". Harry wipes food from the TV screen. "You know what I mean?". He sucks his finger clean. " Oh, you have no idea how much I want to see her prissy little cascade slip right off". MJ offers her captain a nasty smirk, one Uma would've never seen before Harry.
"Gil? You want to quit choking down yolks and get with the program?". He swallows down his food. "Yeah what they said". Rolling her eyes, Uma turns back to her only two dependable crew mates. "That little traitor". She starts. "Who left us in the dark".
"Who built up a legacy only to drop it for some boy". Majesty adds.
"Who turned her back on evil". Harry wraps his arm around the blondes slim waist.
"Who said you weren't big or bad enough to be in her gang!". MJ and Harry both share a glance. Sometimes she didn't know if Gil wanted a death wish or not, he always seemed to piss off Uma at the wrong times.
"Gil, sweetie, maybe don't-". "Come on you guys remember? She called you shrimpy and the name kind of-". Uma slams her hand against Harry's arm instead of his chest evidently not wanting to overstep the boundaries his girlfriend had set for their relationship. "Stuck.."
Majesty looks down at her boots. The nickname Uma received was from years ago but it still seemed followed her wherever she went and though MJ had been friends with Mal at the time, the sea witches daughter never not once blamed the innocent being for simply following her mothers orders.
Turning back to the two, Uma continued. "That snooty little witch, who grabbed everything she wanted and left me and Jess nothing". Before she could get another word in, the son of gaston speaks up again leaving MJ to slouch even more into the grasp of her boyfriend that hadn't faltered since he got there. "No, she left you that sandbox, and she said you could keep the shrimp-". He was immediately cut off by the sound of Uma's fists hitting the wood yet again to shut him up this time. "I need you to stop talking". "Look, we have her turf now. They can stay in bore-don".
"Harry that's her turf now!". She takes Majesty from him. "And I want it too. We should not be getting her leftovers!". She wraps an arm to rest on MJ's hip. "Son of hook, son of Gaston, and us most of all, daughters of Ursula and Hades!". She pins MJ against a bar stool. "what's my name?". Catching on to what Uma was doing, the blonde bows her way with a soft smirk of amusement on her lips. "Uma".
She then turns to Harry and Gil. "Uma". Harry takes off his hat to place over his heart. Gil gulps. "Uma?".
