Twenty: He Can't Be Here

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"Well well well

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"Well well well." Harriet said with a cackle as she peered at Talia. "Look what the cat dragged in."

"How long have you been waiting to say that?" Chelsea asked as Harriet only smiled at her not providing an answer for a long while.

"A bit." Harriet said, shrugging her shoulders. "It just never fit before and now I had the perfect opportunity of using it. Anyway." Harriet tapped the glass of Talia's jar as she shifted at the sudden sound. "How you doing Tinker Bell Jr.?"

Talia rolled her eyes and said some things though they couldn't hear her. Harriet realized this after a moment and shrugged.

"Oh well." Harriet said. "It seems you can't answer that. Well then I suppose I have to talk to the Pan than? I don't really want to. I need someone to hold me back and none of these people can provide that because they hate her maybe even more than I do. But you." She tapped the glass. "You are something else. How did you turn into a fairy anyway? There isn't any magic here."

Talia shrugged.

"Oh you don't know either." Harriet said. "That's nice. I suppose you panicked and it just happened?" Talia nodded her head. "Thought so. Well nice talking to you. . .what's her name?"

"Talia." Pandora supplied as Harriet scrunched her nose at her.

"Well nice talking to you Talia." Harriet said. "I suppose I have to acknowledge your friend's presence now?" Talia nodded her head again, a sigh passing Harriet's lips. "I'll go and do that then."

Harriet tossed the jar back to Chelsea who nearly dropped it. She checked to see if Talia was still okay which she was, though she seemed terrified at the prospect of hitting the ground.

"Where's my mediator?" Harriet asked as Sammy shrugged,

"How am I supposed to know?" Sammy asked. "Just because she's my sister doesn't mean I know where she is at all times."

"Well I suppose we have to start without her." Harriet said. "She'll probably be fashionably late huh? Or was that Evie's thing. I don't even know."

"They're both like that." Sammy said. "Late to everything for the sake of beauty. Though they'll get peeved if the other is the late to their meeting. It's funny."

"Well Evie's in Auradon right now." Harriet said with a tone of distaste. "And that has left Sam reasonably angry. But she's still the only one of us that can stay sane in front of the Pan. she's the one who held back father. She can handle me."

"We all hope she does." Chelsea said. "I didn't come here to witness a blood bath. I came here for entertainment yes. But not death. That isn't that fun sometimes."

"Okay Chels." Harriet said. "We understand. I will try not to kill the girl."

"Try doesn't mean you won't." Chelsea said. "But go ahead. I'm watching you until Sam comes. I'm sure  I can remain sane enough until she arrives."

"You being sane is the funniest thing I've heard all day." Yzla said, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Shut it Yzla." Chelsea said. "I don't remember asking for your opinion."

"You don't need to ask for my opinion for me to give it." Yzla retorted.

"Okay shut it both of you." Harriet said as she walked toward Pandora. "Hiya Pandora."

"Hi Harriet." Pandora said unenthusiastically.

"You sound so defeated." Harriet said. "You should be. I guess I succeeded in that respect yes? Well while we wait for Miss. Fashionably late, I suppose I have to set things straight hmm?"

Harriet circled around her and appeared on her right side this time, taking Pandora by surprise.

"Did I scare you?" Harriet asked with a chuckle. "Honestly you should be scared. I'd be scared if I were in your shoes," Harriet looked at her shoes. "Though I don't really like them. How are you supposed to run away in heels? I'm sure you've thought of the prospect. You didn't make it easy on yourself. Not that I'd let you go away that easily."

"Didn't think you would." Pandora replied. "So what do you want from me?"

"Other than revenge for my dear ol' dad, not that I really care for what he thinks." Harriet said. "I don't really know. My brother I think you already met him but he told me about his dream which is nothing like yours by the way. So I took action like the good sister I am and captured you. He wants you dead by the way. I had to make Uma make sure he didn't show up unexpectedly. Though if I asked for my mediator he's bound to come anyway."

Pandora let the information sink in for a moment as she realized how much danger she truly was in.

"Well princess." Harriet said. "Looks like you'll miss that Family Day thing tomorrow and the Coronation right after but I'm sure your father will find out before then. Isn't that what you're afraid of?"

Pandora didn't answer her and her silence only proved the girl right. If her father found out he'd be angry at first then come and save her and then be angry again. It was a never ending cycle. She'd get an earful from him even if he didn't like being serious. This was something that had to be addressed,

"Well I guess I'm right." Harriet said. "Like always."

Chelsea was about to voice protest but Harriet hushed her.

"I'm always right Chelsea shut your mouth." Harriet muttered, running her fingers through her hair. "Where the hell is Sam?"

"Speak of the devil and she shall appear." Sammy said pointing toward the bridge that Sam was walking onto with two other people. She recognized one as Harry and it seemed Harriet had recognized the second person and hadn't been very pleased with it.

"She did not just—. He can't be here." Harriet said, though she said no name and it left Pandora wondering who this person was and why Harriet didn't want to see him.

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