Little Hearts- Descendants Fanfiction

Chapter Two

"You will go." Maleficent demands, "You will find the fairy god mother and you will bring me her magic wand. Easy-peasy!"

"And what's in it for us?" Mal asks.

"Matching thrones, hers-and-hers-and-hers crowns." Maleficent says, listing down the prizes they'd receive.

"Uhh... I think she means us." Jay says, with Helena on his back, piggy-back style.

"It's all about you and me, baby. Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?" Maleficent says with a smirk.

"Well yea, I mean who doesn't-" Mal starts but her mother cuts her off.

"Well, get me the wand and you and I can see so much more. And with that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!!!"

The Evil queen rolls her eyes, "Our will." Cruella, Jafar and the Queen of Hearts nod in agreement.

"Our will, our will.." Maleficent mumbles. She then snaps her fingers and was able to catch Mal's attention. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy."

"What?! Mom..." Mal whines. Then, she and her mother were caught in a stare down. Their eyes glowing greener and greener as they glared at each other with evil eyes.

"Bet you ten bucks that Maleficent wins." Helena whispers to Carlos who rolls his eyes.

"Maleficent always wins." He says.

"In that case, I'd like my ten bucks now." Helena then lays out her hand, waiting for her money. Carlos just chuckles to himself and smacks her arm away softly. "Alright, alright."

"Ugh. Fine, whatever." Mal says, giving up.

"I win." Maleficent says in victory.

Helena looks over to Evie and her mother. They look like they were discussing something. Exchanging beauty tips for when Evie leaves for Auradon, maybe?

"Helena!" The Queen of hearts calls out, "Get off that thief's back and come to your mommy."

Helena jumps off of Jay and walks towards her mother, straightening out her dress and rolling up the sleeves of her leather jacket (again).

"Oh, my dear princess of hearts." Her mother says, seeing her sitting on the table before her mother. "Remember, off with the heads of the ones who tells you something you don't want to do."

"Yes, mommy." Helena says, smiling widely.

"Well, they're not taking my Carlos, because I'd miss him too much." Cruella says. Helena's and Jay's eyes widen in shock.

"Really mom?" Carlos says, lighting up with joy.

"Yes," Cruella began, "who would touch up my roots, fluff my fur and scrape the bunions off my foot?" Helena and Jay both growl angrily in the same time.

Some say they look like siblings when they're not even related. It was maybe because of their slightly tanned skin and dark long hair. And the fact that they both steal for a living.

"Yea, maybe the new school wouldn't be the worst thing." Carlos says, sadly.

Evie looks to Helena who gave her a look saying 'poor kid'. Helena nods in reply. Helena passes the look to Jay who shrugs to her. Jay looks to Mal who just gives him a neutral look and just sighs.

Helena drifts off into deep thought, remembering a thing or two about her friends. Helena, Jay, Mal and Evie were always the ones to protect Carlos. Sure, Helena was 13 (well 14 in a couple weeks) while Carlos is 14, but she's always been the one to be able to kick the butt of whoever messed with him.