Getting a prince was Eva's, daughter of the Evil Queen, only goal in life. Well, that and ensuring she looked perfect at all times. A goal inflicted upon her by her mother. When she goes to Auradon with her sister and friends, she has the chance to...
Waking up squished between her two favourite girls always brought a smile to her face. After the disastrous meeting with her mother yesterday, Eva had been bombarded with cuddles and reassuring words. If it wasn't for Mal and Evie, Eva was sure that she'd have dissolved into a nervous wreck by now. Luckily, they were always there to pick her up when her mother shot her down.
Evie had spent the night making her sister a new skirt, and after convincing herself that she rocked anything she wore, Mal and Evie managed to get the other girl outside and walking around in it. Wrapping her arms around her stomach, Eva looked around to see if anyone was staring at her, scowling when Evie swatted her arms away.
The uneven ground was covered in trash, sleeping bodies, and questionable substances. Yells and fights had already broken out over the Isle as the light had begun to filter through the smog. As the trio sauntered down the streets, people backed away from them in fright. Enjoying the way people scurried into the shadows at the sight of them, the trio outright stole things from the stalls around them, knowing nobody would argue against it.
They were easily evil and they loved it. They revelled in the feeling of fear.
Separating to run their own errands, the pair of them agreed to meet back at their apartment so that they could face their mother's together. Thankfully, Jay and Carlos would be there this time and Eva always drew strength from the caring son of Jafar.
Spotting Gil strolling down the street, the blue haired beauty hurried her steps to catch up with him. The son of Gaston had yet to find himself a crew and so Eva looked out for him as best as she could. She knew her friends would never accept him into the crew; they didn't consider Gaston to be that evil of a villain. However, Eva always found him a place to stay and a shoulder to cry on when his father had been particularly cruel to the loveable goof.
"Morning, Gil." Eva greeted, finally matching his pace.
Glancing down at the shorter girl, he slowed his stride slightly so that she wouldn't have to speed walk around the Isle.
"Hey, Eva. How have you been?"
"Wicked as always." She smirked, fiddling with the mirror pendant around her neck, something she was guilty of doing when she was lying.
The necklace was a minor replica of her mother's magic mirror but instead of giving her answers, it allowed her to spy on other people.
"I have some good news," said Gil, cheerfully. "I've been recruited by a crew."
Swinging around to face the long haired man, she beamed up at him. Knowing that he had the safety of another crew brought Eva an immense amount of relief. She hated the idea of anyone being able to pickpocket him, or worse, attack him.
