His Feisty Tiger

1

(Your outfit in this is basically the same as the Carlos book, but ignore the braid, your hair will be down, only cause it contributes to the story)

I was six when I met him, it was at Evie's party, practically everyone was there, everyone except Mal of course. No one truly knew the reason why she wasn't invited, but the party wasn't that fun anyway. I stood off to the side, not really talking to anyone, I never was a social butterfly. I noticed A kid stealing stuff from the table as he snickered, making me roll my eyes. I looked off to the side of me to see a different boy, he had white and brown hair and wore black and white attire. I could easily tell that it was Cruella's son, 'what was his name again? Carmine? Carlow? Carpet? Carlo...Carlos! That's it!'

He looked just as bored as me, so I decided to try to make at least one friend today. I walked over to him"hey" he seemed to get quite startled, cause he ended up jumping and backing into his mother a bit. "H-hi.." he mumbled as I put out my hand for him to shake"Your Carlos right?" He nodded his head and shook it while saying"and you must be (Y/n)..." I nodded while saying, "this party is pretty boring" he nodded in agreement. After a while of talking his mother eventually dragged him away, going on and on about her fur coats needing to be fluffed. As he got dragged off he looked back at me and waved with a small smile on his face, I gladly returned it with a smile and a wave.

I walked over to a bench and sat down, my dad is to busy dealing with his bar to actually watch me, so I'm here by myself. I sat on that bench for a while until someone said "Uma, I'll be back in a second"I could hear the bench creek, signaling that the person sat down next to me. I heard a male voice say, "hey" he had a tinge of an accent but it's not that noticeable, he was dressed in pirate attire, along with a hook on one of his hands, even tho it's obvious he didn't need one. "Hi" I responded with, not very interested in him"So your (Y/n) huh?"I rolled my eyes, not really liking the fact that someone knows my name before I know there's. "that's what my friends would call me if I had any" I responded with dryly, he shrugged"Not like much of us have those around here, we're villain kids, what do you expect?" I stayed silent, not really wanting to talk to him anymore"well, I'm Harry" he gave me a smile along with a little wink and hopped off the bench. I narrowed my eyes in the direction he walked off in and was about to say something, when Maleficent's voice could be heard, as thunder growled and lightning crashed causing rain to appear. I didn't take much mind to it as everyone ran off in fear. The rain pored down on me making me sigh, as I hopped off the bench and made my way towards The Lion's Bar, which is also my home.

*time skip*

By the time I got there, I was soaking wet and cold. My dad was too busy tending to stuff in his office to even care. As I walked inside I noticed the singer on stage 'one day, I'm going to be up there, singing my heart out' I thought as I sat down at an empty table just listening to her beautiful voice as I smiled and pushed a strand of wet hair out of my face.