Descendants: Summer Road Trip

The Fighter

Evie's POV:
Doug and I went into the woods on a little adventure to see if we could find anything or anyone that might be helpful.
We soon got to chatting about our friends. "So, how'd it go between Lonnie and Chad?," he asked.
"They broke up," I said. Doug looked down. "Oh, that's too bad," he said, feeling sorry for them.
"Yeah, but she said it was mutual, so that's good, at least," I added.
"Yeah, I heard Jay and Audrey broke up too and that it was mutual for them too," Doug said, nodding.
"Where'd you hear that?," I asked, really curious.
"Carlos. He never keeps his mouth shut. He gets it from Dude, I bet," he said, explaining. I chuckled.
"Yeah, probably," I said with a smile. We continued walking a little ways and started chatting about other stuff, school, college, etc. Soon that conversation got pretty boring so I decided to bring up something more interesting to talk about.
"You know, a beach like that would be a nice place for a date someday," I said in a kinda innocent flirtatious tone.
"Yeah, you know, it would. Or going on a romantic adventure together anywhere...," he said trailing off.
"Like right now," he said, putting an arm around me. We both leaned in but stopped when we heard some loud music.
"Someone has bad timing," he said. We listened to the music and heard someone starting to sing.
"And they're off key," he said. I chuckled.
"Of course, you would know, you're in band and choir," I said, giggling.
"True, but anyone could tell that that's way off key," he said jokingly. I laughed. He had a point. That person sounded terrible.
"Let's go see where it's coming from," I said, taking his hand.
We soon got to where we saw a building in the middle of the forest and some cars around it, too. Loud music was blaring inside.
"Yeah, uh, this place looks kinda sketchy, don't you think?," Doug said in a nervous tone, trying to back away.
"Doug, I spent 16 years of my life on the Isle. I know what sketchy looks like. And this is still pretty far from anything of what it's like on the Isle," I said, going over to a window to look inside.
I saw a person on stage, a few tables, and a few people dancing around. Then I saw quite a few microphone stands and some screens with words on them.
"It must be a karaoke club," I said. Doug looked weary.
"See! I told you! Clubs are sketchy! They're not safe! Anything can happen!," he exclaimed. He had a point. I looked back in there, though. Then I smiled a little.
"Doug! Look, there's people in there that look very close to our age! Look! There's Aziz!," I said, referring to Aladdin and Jasmine's son, who was in the front row, in front of the stage. Doug's face lightened up a little.
"Oh yeah, is that Pin?! And Gordon?! And Herky?!," he exclaimed, name after name. Pin was Pinocchio's son, Gordon was Doug's cousin, son of Grumpy, and Herky was Hercules's son.
I laughed. "I think it is," I said, smiling. Then I got an idea.
"We should bring the others here and show them!," I exclaimed.
"Uh, yeah, sure," Doug said.
"Great! Let's go!," I said excitedly, taking his hand, and running back in the direction we came.
We soon got back to where the others were. "Hey, find anything interesting?," Jay asked. I smiled.
"We found a karaoke club!," I exclaimed. Jay frowned.
"I said something interesting. I don't do singing in front of people to a song I don't know," he said.
"That's what the lyrics are for genius! And you don't have to get up there, you can just watch the rest of us," I said.
"Okay, fine," he said, shrugging.
"Let's go!," I exclaimed, starting to go back into the woods, holding Doug's hand.
"Go back in there?," Audrey asked.
"Oh come on! Live a little Audrey! We'll come right back!," I said.
"Ugh, fine," she said, reluctantly agreeing. We then all headed into the woods. Jane kissed the horses 'be right back' before taking Carlos's hand and following the rest of us.

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Anonymous's POV:
We had been walking in the woods for a few minutes now. "Wait!," I exclaimed, stopping in my tracks.
"Do you mind?! Why did you stop?!," he yelled, annoyed, as he had bumped into me when I stopped.
"Excuse me?," I said, eyeing him. "We need a plan! For when we find them, we can't just wing it," I said.
"I guess your right," he said. With that, we started devising a plan on what to do when we find them.