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── .✦ THE ROYAL COTILLION was in three days, and everyone was rushing around to plan the special day for Mal and Ben. Freddie was sat on Mal's bed, sketching Mal's tiara for the celebration with his legs crisscrossed over one another as Evie helped Mal try on her dress that the blue-haired girl designed.
It was yellow with blue accents, and took up the entire room with how massive the skirt was, it baffled Freddie honestly but he didn't care too much about it, as long as she was happy — although he wasn't sure how happy she was in a tight, heavy dress that squeezed her ribs and weighed her down as if she was tied to 20LB weights.
Evie zipped up the dress at the back, and Mal yelped loudly, her arms out wide, "Okay, Evie, I cannot breathe."
"Well, you can breathe after Cotillion." Evie told the new blonde, lifting her arms to check how good it fit on the bust. Freddie chuckled from the bed, staring down at his sketch.
"I sincerely doubt that." Mal responded, brushing a strand of her hair away from her eyes.
"You might need an oxygen tank." Freddie suggested and Evie rolled her eyes at him, bending down to check the length of the dress.
"Please arrange that. I have at least twenty more events directly behind it. And I can't even remember what a single one of them is." Mal rambled on, and Evie seemed to ignore it as she kissed the air, her fingers to her lips.
"Oh. Impeccable." The girl praised her hard work, admiring the large dress and it went silent for a moment before Mal spoke up.
"Evie?"
"Hmm?" Evie hummed, measuring the blonde's hips.
"Do you ever think about what we'd be doing if we were back on the Isle right now?" She asked, looking down at the girl dressed in blue and Freddie's eyes snapped up from his page, his face scrunched up.
"Eating snails." He joked and Evie giggled, glancing back at him with a grin and Mal sighed, that wasn't exactly the answer she wanted.
The TV turned on, and played music, catching their attention, "Ah! Look who's on TV." Evie grabbed Mal's hand and gently pulled her over to watch the television where Mal was eating strawberries with Ben, Aladdin and Jasmine. Mal spun and plopped down onto the bed next to Freddie, her dress completely covering his sketchpad, causing him to groan quietly.
"As the royal couple continues their tour of the Kingdom, they dined with Aladdin and Jasmine. Six months ago, no one thought King Ben and his girlfriend from the wrong side of the bridge would last." The reporter spoke and Mal chuckled as she watched the screen.
