[✔︎] 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✫ DESCENDANTS TWO ⁴

➽17: Practice Makes Perfect

Quinn kept to herself as she muttered things under her breath trying to formulate a plan.

Helia, who had been the only one not to leave yet, watched her, not knowing what to do. Was she to interrupt her mumbling and lose her head? Or was she to let Quinn tell her when she felt like it.

Quinn chucked a knife at her dart board with the picture of Maddie on it. She was breathing heavily so Helia assumes she had formulated some sort of plan. There were already a few dozen knives scattered across the board.

Helia had been afraid one might be chucked her way if she spoke up.

Quinn grumbled to herself, running her fingers through her red mane, her eyes darting across the room as she planned and planned.

Quinn's mind was filled with thoughts. But she couldn't form a plan. It was as if her mind had taken a stroll and fallen down a rabbit hole.

None of her plans seemed like they'd work. Uma probably had a plan, but they never worked. Evil could win. Quinn just had to play her cards right. She needed to get Maddie right where she wanted her.

Maddie was already a broken hearted bitch at the moment.

Maybe Quinn could use that to her advantage...

Helia has tried to understand what Quinn was mumbling on about but she got nothing. None of it made sense, not that many things Quinn said made sense.

Quinn huffed, tossing herself onto her bed.

"You okay three Quinn?" Helia asked. "I don't know what your planning but it's stressing you out. Don't worry. Your plan will work." Helia gagged. "I've been possessed I'm being nice to Quinn. Gross."

"From what I got from your little pep talk." Quinn said. "You think my plan will work. Yet I feel insulted. I don't remember doing anything wrong to you."

"Do you really want me to get started on that?" Helia asked. "Because I can go on for hours about have you have done that could make me dislike you. But I don't feel like giving a speech to you right now so I'll put that in for something I do later."

"You're an inspiration, Hel." Quinn said. "I thrive to have that same dislike for you that you have for me. But I don't really have time for that so I'll stick to annoying you and letting you hate me in peace."

"I don't know half the things you said." Helia said. "Do not repeat yourself."

"Will do Hel." Quinn said. "I'll put that in the tell-you-later column."

"So what are you planning?" Helia asked. "I'm slightly interested. You've been mumbling in the corner for a few hours. Or hour. It's only been an hour but it feels like forever. It better be good."

"Thank you for the vote of confidence Helia." Quinn said. "I feel touched. But I want her captured and chained at my feet that's the start."

"How would you capture her when she's being protected by Princess Mal?" Helia asked. "And I'm pretty sure the other VKs will show up soon enough."

"Oh Helia." Quinn said. "The Pirates are skilled at Hostage taking. They have a class dedicated to that at their school. They'll bring her to me and we'll go from there."

"What a plan." Helia said. "You've been muttering to yourself like a psycho and you only came up with that."

"My mind took a little walk." Quinn said. "I couldn't think correctly for a few minutes. But we'll improvise. Plans never work anyway."

"True." Helia said. "Let's hope our no-plan plan works out for us."

"I like your confidence in me." Quinn said. "I am ninety nine percent sure this will work,"

"What about the other one percent?" Helia asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Us failing because of Mal." Quinn said. "Which is bound to happen because apparently everything revolves around Mal."

"Little perfect princess Mal." Helia said. "Perfect little Mal. Look what happened when we backed her."

"Got our hopes crushed." Quinn said. "We don't really aim high anymore. If you don't set high standards it won't hurt as much."

"That's terrible advice Quinn." Helia said. "I hope you didn't give it to anyone."

"I didn't." Quinn said. "I gave it to myself. I needed it."

"Set the bar high so you know what you have to work to achieve." Helia said. "That's what I do."

"That's some solid advice Hel." Quinn said. "Wish I could take it."

"Yeah?" Helia said. "Helios takes my advice. I don't need you to."

"Your brother is a strange guy." Quinn said. "He gives me more creeps than you do. No offense."

"None taken." Helia said. "He's just different. It takes awhile to warm up to him."

"He still gives me the creeps." Quinn said. "But he's a nice guy I guess."

Quinn pulled the knives out of the wall one by one, pushing them into their drawer before patching up the holes in her dart board. Apparently she had thrown too hard.

Quinn shrugged her shoulders, slumping into her bed.

"Hey guys!" Chelsea said. "Look what I got?"

"You stole Sam's cat again?" Quinn said with her eyes closed.

"How'd you know?" Chelsea asked.

"You do it so much Sam doesn't even care anymore." Quinn said. "Now hush Chelsea I'm thinking."

"You're thinking?" Chelsea said. "Weren't you doing that when I left? You got boring when you started thinking. There's nothing to think about."

"I have to plan how to capture my dear sister." Quinn said. "How to properly torture her. That sort of thing."

"Why don't you just do whatever feels right at the moment?" Chelsea asked.

"That doesn't sound too bad." Quinn said. "I'll take that into consideration. Thanks honey."

"No problem Q." Chelsea said, letting the cat known as Lucinda.

"It's so weird that you like playing with cats when you are a cat." Helia said.

"Do not judge my decisions." Chelsea said as Quinn rolled her eyes, her gaze focusing on Auradon in the distance. All the trouble she could cause brimming in her mind.