[✔︎] 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✫ DESCENDANTS TWO ⁴

➸30. It's going down

"Guys they're here!" Gil called.

"Welcome!" Harry said, raising his arms in the air.

"Finally." Uma giggles as the VKs and an unknown girl from Auradon walked up toward them.

"Please tell me there's no singing." Quinn muttered.

"I don't know they love breaking into song." Maddie said with a shrug. "It's jus something they seem to do."

"Huh! Let's get this party started I swear I'm cold-hearted. There's no negotiation. I'm not here for debatin'." Uma sang as Mal rolled her eyes in annoyance as she nodded to Quinn to take it from there.

"You need some motivation? Just look at their faces. Then ask yourself how long you think we'll remain patient." Quinn continued, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"I'll throw 'em overboard and let 'em swim with killer sharks. You either hand over the wand, or he'll be ripped apart." Uma continued, making a ripping motion with her hands.

"Now let's all just be smart, although for you that must be hard." Mal sang as Quinn laughed. As if anybody took her seriously. "You'll get your wand - no one has to come to any harm! Don't try to intimidate Your bark is much worse than your bite Who's the baddest of them all? I guess we're findin' out tonight!"

"It's not night." Maddie muttered as Quinn chuckled.

"I thought we were the ones that were bad at time." Quinn remarked.

"Let's go! Bring it on! Better give us what we want. It's the wand for the crown If you don't it's goin' down." The pirate crew sang, swinging their swords in the air.

"Let's go! Make your move! Peace or war, it's up to you. Give him up and do it now If you don't it's goin' down." The VKs sang back.

"We want the wand Or else the king is gone. Your time is runnin' out! You should really watch your mouth." The pirate crew sang as they stepped closer to the VKs.

"Let's go! Pound for pound We're prepared to stand our ground Put your swords up, put 'em up! It's goin' down!" The VKs raised their swords in the air, pounding them against the railing.

"Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Make the trade Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Or walk the plank Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uma, Uma, Uma - la - la - la) Make the trade Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uma, Uma, Uma - la - la - la) Or walk the plank." Uma danced, pointing her sword at them.

Mal turned her back to them for a few seconds to create a dramatic pause.

"Dramatic." Maddie whispered to Quinn who stifled a laugh,

"Okay, look, this is not a conversation. It's a do-or-die situation." Mal swung around to face them. "If you don't give me back the king, I'll have no hesitation. I'll serve you right here, and I don't need a reservation. That way your whole pirate crew can have a demonstration Release him now, and we can go our separate ways Unless you wanna deal with me and the VKs." She gestured toward her crew that stood behind her and Lonnie.

"So that's your big speech, huh? An empty ultimatum?" Quinn asked, tapping Harry's chin.

"All it takes is one swing and I'll humiliate him." Harry sang, stepping toward Mal. "Matter of fact, make one wrong move, and I'll debilitate him And if he even starts to slip, I'll eliminate him! All it takes is one wrong look and I'll-."

"Harry! We get it. Chill." Sam said, pulling him back. He blew a kiss toward Mal who only glared, pulled back by Jay.

"Let's go! Bring it on! Better give us what we want. It's the wand for the crown If you don't it's goin' down." The pirates sang.

"Let's go! Make your move! Peace or war, it's up to you. Give him up and do it now If you don't it's goin' down." The VKs sang.

"We want the wand! Or else the king is gone Your time is runnin' out! You should really watch your mouth." The pirates sang, making a clock with their swords as Harry pushed Ben closer to the plank. Quinn hadn't bothered to untie Maddie from her post. This was all too dramatic.

"Let's go! Pound for pound. We're prepared to stand our ground Put your swords up, put 'em up! It's goin' down!" The VKs sang.

Mal walked over to give Uma the wand but Ben interrupted, thinking it was the real thing.

"Hey, we don't have to choose. We don't have to light the fuse." Ben dang in a high pitched tone that was nothing like when he had sang for Mal six months ago. "Mal, whatever you do, it's gonna be a lose-lose. There's gotta be a better way Uma, I promise I'll give you your chance You'll have your say."

"Silly king! You? Give me? You're gonna give me a chance? Well, not a chance!" Uma sang as the crew continued to fan around her, singing dancing in sync. How they knew what to do and say Maddie had no idea. She was sure nobody had rehearsed this.

"Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Make the trade Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Or walk the plank Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uma, Uma, Uma - la - la - la) Make the trade Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uma, Uma, Uma - la - la - la) Or walk the plank."

Uma did a little dance walking over to Mal.

"Hold up. That's too easy. We want to see it work." Sam said, pointing at the wand in Mal's hand. Mal's eyes narrowed at Sam. She looked around her so subtly, as Carlos nodded toward the dog they had brought with them.

What sort of plan they had, Maddie had no idea.

"Although it seems absurd, turn your bark into a word." The dog says nothing.

"Dogs don't talk." Sam muttered, placing her hands on her hips. Chelsea placed her chameleon on her shoulder. "Hey! You took Blinky again?"

"I did," Chelsea said. "And your cat Lucinda. It's a normal thing Sam."

"Talk, dog." Mal ordered, pointing the wand at the dog, looking at him in a slight panic.

"I hate dogs." Chelsea mumbled. Sam looked at her sympathetically, patting her on the shoulder.

"Does this vest make me look fat?" The dog said. Uma let out a laugh, the rest of the crew joining in. "Can I have bacon? Cookies?" Mal and Uma quickly exchange, Mal getting Ben and Maddie and Uma getting the wand.

"By the power of the sea, tear it down and set us free!" Uma chanted. Quinn leaned over her shoulder, squinting at the barrier. Nothing happened. Not a shimmer, not a glimmer, not a rumble of thunder. Nothing.

"You do not get to win every time!" Uma growled, snapping the fake wand over her knee, pulling her sword out of its sheath. Her crew plus Quinn, Helia, Hanna, Chelsea, HJ, and Heather charged at Mal and her little gang, a battle beginning.

"Well damn." Sam muttered. "It actually is going down."

Oh yes it was.