Descendants Fanfiction Collection

Traffic Trouble

Summary: It's all Evie's fault. Mal's sure of it. Or, from an outside perspective, Mal is caught in traffic trying to take her most favorite people on a "fun" trip to the mall that just happened to be Evie's idea. Sisterly/best friend feels and barely implied Ben/Mal as well as just general familial bonds.

   "One more second of this, and I swear I will murder everyone in this car. That is no joke," Mal threatened, clenching the steering wheel with her hands until her knuckles were turning even whiter than usual.

"I can't help it, he started it!" Carlos whined as he tried to fend off Jay's freshly-licked finger from his ear. Jay just laughed evilly as he leaned over Ben to reach Carlos.

"I don't give a crap who started it, I'm gonna finish it if you two don't zip it!" the purple-haired girl turned and pointed angrily at Jay and Carlos, her eyes glowing green.

They hesitantly brought their antics to a stop and turned to look out their windows grumpily.

Currently, Mal was forced to drive five nutcases to the mall for a day of "fun." Which, naturally, was all Evie's fault.

Evie herself was sitting in the passenger seat nearby Mal, mostly keeping her eyes on her hands or upon the buildings outside of her window. Occasionally she'd try to initiate a normal, civil conversation with Mal and the boys, but they'd end up arguing or teasing each other relentlessly about something, which immediately made Mal want to slap them. If they managed to accidentally insult Evie, she'd start yelling at them and Mal would start yelling and her head just hurt from all of this drama.

Ben was quite possibly the best to deal with of all of them. He hadn't said a word. Of course, he was the one that was asleep in the backseat between Beevis and Butthead.

Mal edged the car forward as a car in front of her moved incrementally. Mal groaned, shaking her head and sitting her head on the steering wheel in exasperation.

"Why don't we play a game?" Evie suddenly suggested, and Mal turned her head over on the flat surface her face was currently pressed against to look at the bluenette.

"I've got a great one. Let's try the silent game," Mal told her, a sickeningly sweet smile gracing her features.

"What about one that somebody could actually win?" Evie gently recommended as she awkwardly glanced at the boys, trying to subtly hint to Mal that she was trying to distract them. Mal huffed, shaking her head a bit in response.

"Ooh, I got one! I Spy," Evie grinned widely, looking at Mal with unbridled excitement. Mal just rolled her eyes and turned her head back to the traffic in front of her with her eyes barely peeking above the steering wheel.

"Okay, I spy with my pus-filled eye..."

"Kill me now."

"Something blue," Evie finished, a falsely cheery smile upon her face as she tried to be positive. Mal just sighed heavily, rolling her eyes in an ultimate display of her disinterest.

"The sky."

"What?! How'd you guess? Okay, Mal, your turn to spy!" Evie encouraged, shaking Mal's shoulder enthusiastically.

"Just got my learner's permit. This is definitely not how I imagined one of my first drives going," Mal complained and moved to lean back against her seat restlessly. "Jay, why didn't you drive, again?" she questioned, angling her head slightly in Jay's direction.

"I thought you could use the practice. I didn't expect things to be like this!" he defended himself as he gestured at the mess of cars all around them.