Disney's Descendants (Male Reader x Evie) [Under Very Heavy Editing]

The Reluctant Invitation To Auradon - Preparations For The Mission

Talk about a serious case of mood whiplash. What followed the recreative and malicious musical number was the frivolous heister for a lollipop. The childish stunt of his little sister warranted the swivel of his head. A mixture of amusement and minuscule dissatisfaction dwelled within his oculars.

Okay... seriously? That's really all she can do at this point? I know that every little bit is supposed to help us, but that was so weak! She could have done better than that!

The discontentment had died off in its manifestation as he noted her current immersion with the bellows of cheers. A mischievous smile curved on his face. The inducement to tease constrained him to enact his wicked deed.

I suppose it's time I rain on her parade for a little bit...

A basin of darkness covered his eyes. Total silence was maintained for the stealth. He walked backwards until his back was to the framework. An aurora of duskiness encased his form, allowing him to blend in with the shadows of the construction. Taking slow cautious traces until he was in moderate distance behind his victim, still unaware of what will eventuate, he snatched the treat and ran out of vision.

Widening her eyes with consternation, Mal looked around the environment for whatever came near her. The sudden snitch startled her. There seemed to be none in close distance until she felt an inscrutable sensation tickle her stomach. Something was missing. Her eyes went to her hand and she was stunned to discover the absence of her delicious treat. But the search took no time at all for she found her brother with the item in his hand. The smirk on his face stated his role as the malefactor of her win.

"Hey!" A flare of infuriation bubbled inside her chest. Her literal accentuated embezzlement of a brother took benefit of the aberration and struck once more. His abilities reversed the situation. Mal would not have this at all. "Give that back! It's mine!" She dashed forward with her stolen item locked on in an effort to chasten her achievement.

The antecedent stands of ovation for Mal shifted into a wave of howls of merriment. All efforts to restrain the mirths had failed as the crowd chortled at her shots to steal the treat back from her brother. Her persistence in her bounces and the stretched out arms served to create a childish exterior that added to their divertissement.

"Are you serious?! Michael! I stole it first!" Comical smiles formed within the human basin as the accidental audience witnessed the immature antics between brother and sister.

Michael was having the time of his life. This was one of those rare occasions that the mischievous beast would come out and frolic in its environment. Beware the silent and serious ones with caution. He utilized his outstretched elevation and arms to his benefit and held the treat more above in the air.

"You gotta try harder than that! It was your own fault! You were too distracted!" Michael teased with a wide smile. The harmless taunts served to accumulate her determination and further her endeavors.

This was how their lives worked. Whoever was new to the outlook would become accustomed to these abnormal traditions. In defiance of their chaotic commotion and the common tendencies of torment toward innocents and one another, the river of villainous friends still felt the effervescent mirthfulness within their excitable energy. Moments like these made the best of times. As the descendants to some of the most vicious villains in all of the dark isle, no one had the will to cease their antics. The cowards allowed their fun to continue unhindered.