Descendants BenXMal One Shots

After You My King

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"Before we move onto today's weather I would like to bring up one more topic for this morning's discussion. For those of you who haven't realized, today is the one month anniversary of his Majesty's and Lady Mal car crash that left out trusted king paralyzed waist down and his Lady with a broken arm and a concussion. However, the driver of the vehicle wasn't as lucky as he sadly lost his life, for that, at 1 o'clock we will be holding a minute's silence for Pat Vindaloo, Their Majesties trusted and loved driver."

After the squeaky-voiced presenter finished this morning's news, Mal turned off the TV. Today was the one month anniversary of their car crash and since an innocent man lost his life. Since the crash Mal had been in and out of the hospital, mainly visiting Ben but also because of her concussion and her arm. The doctors did the best as they possibly could to nurse Mal's concussion, however, for Ben they gave him a wheelchair and some painkillers.

Since they left the hospital two weeks ago, Ben refused to let anyone see him and eventually he locked himself away in his chambers. Due to this, his parents have had to start governing the kingdom until Ben comes out of his depressive state, but for now, all he does is lay in his bed while Lumiere and Cogsworth bring him his school work. Ben had also given up on speaking to anyone via the phone or emails, he had pushed everyone away so that left Mal to make the one-sided phone calls at night, she would speak to him for hours on end about her day and he would listen until he grew tired. She was sure that her voice was the only thing keeping him alive at the moment.

Usually, every morning Mal would wake up, watch the news and gossip with Evie and that's all she had done since the accident as she wasn't allowed back into lessons until the doctor had 100% cleared her from any medical problems. However, this morning was different, Mal had decided that she was fed up of only speaking to Ben at night and never hearing him reply, she was fed up of only talking to Evie, Jay and Carlos. She missed Ben and she was sure that he missed her too. With that in mind, Mal crawled under her bed and pulled out her old school backpack and started preparing all the necessities she would need if she wanted to drag Ben out of his room, let alone his castle.

Mal packed her purse, snacks, spare clothes, a warm blanket and her leather jacket. She slung the bag onto her back and headed out of her dorm door, locking it behind her. As Mal started walking down the empty corridors, she pondered what she and Ben would be doing right now if that car crash didn't happen. She was soon broken out of her daydream when she reached the end of the corridor and was now face to face with a set of glass doors labelled entrance. Mal forced the doors open and made her way down to the little village that resided close to Ben's castle.

After going down several winding paths, Mal finally made it down to the village. She took a small detour through the park and ended up outside of Milo's Bakery. Ben's family loved all the sweet treats that came from this small bakery, so Mal decided to step inside. When she opened the small wooden door, a little bell rang that signalled the head chef that someone had entered the store.

"Ah Lady Mal, How's my favourite customer?" The Chef asked as he placed down a tray of freshly baked muffins that needed to be put on the shelves.

"Fine thank you, I'm just here to pick up something for Ben and his family, hopefully, it will cheer everybody up. How are you, Milo?" Mal greeted the chef as she shifted the weight of her backpack to her other shoulder.

"I'm splendid, the family are all hard at work making our new batch. Yes, I've heard today was the one month anniversary, what a horrible time, poor soul. How's that boyfriend of yours holding up?" Milo asked as he signalled his eldest son to come out from the kitchen to start stocking the shelves.