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── .AT EVIE'S 4 HEARTS, Freddie was sat on the ground in the conservatory under the rack of short pink dresses, the fabric tickling the top of his head as he watched Mal and Evie converse in front of him about the recent meeting with Ben's parents and Fairy Godmother.

"Who else knows about the crown and the sceptre?" Evie questioned, sat on a wooden chair in front of Mal, who was stood up to the side.

"No one." Mal chuckled in disbelief, waving her hands about by her sides, "I mean, think about it, people are scared enough as it is." Evie turned in her chair and crossed her legs, propping her elbow up on the back of the chair, her hand rubbing against her forehead, "We have to employ these entirely new security measures."

"Will this delay our bringing over more V.K.'s?" Evie questioned, her eyebrows furrowed towards Mal as Frederic fiddled mindlessly with the hem of the dresses.

"We're talking about closing the barrier for good." Mal admitted, her arms crossed over her chest and her words perked Freddie's ears up, causing him to finally listen properly. He pushed himself up off the stone flooring and towards the glass door, leaning against it with his hands stuffed into his pockets.

"But you said no." Evie spoke, more like a statement than a question, she believed her best-friend wouldn't allow them to close the barrier for good, little did she know that the purple-haired girl was actually the one who suggested it. Mal didn't respond, she only tilted her head slightly, "I mean, the four of us are living the dream here, and we finally get to share that. I mean, what could be more important than that?"

Evie looked over at Freddie, and he nodded with a grin, agreeing with her words although he wasn't listening much. He didn't know what was going on, he was just having a hard time concentrating and taking things seriously, "Yeah. I know. I mean, maybe security or maybe peace of mind for everyone in Auradon." Mal took a seat on the stool opposite Evie as Freddie strolled over to the table behind Evie, admiring all of the pretty accessories that she'd made.

"Is that what they're thinking? And were they seriously thinking that no one will ever go in or out of the Isle ever again?" Evie obliviously questioned and Freddie spun around, placing a hand on the blue-haired beauty's shoulder comfortingly.

"Well, I don't know why you're saying they, I mean, unless Mal wants to be known as a they." Freddie shrugged, and Mal's eyes widened, staring directly at Frederic with a threatening expression. Evie quickly noticed and looked between them both, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Uh, what does he mean by that?" Evie asked Mal, tilting her head slightly and Mal shook her head, not answering her. She was staring at Freddie with a look that said 'i'm gonna kill you' and it honest to God scared Freddie, and he hid behind Evie out of fear, "Mal."

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