Descendants Fanfiction Collection

Actions Speak Louder than Words

Summary: Uma reflects on all that happened the night of the day that the two worlds across the sea connected, having a heart-to-heart with the last person she expected to be deeply discussing her feelings with. A sequel to "Keep Your Enemies Closer" and "His Captain" with Mal and Uma friendship feels. It's advisable to read those two fics before this one, but it's not necessary.

   Uma plopped down on a bench, successfully managing to sneak away from the party that had been going on since much earlier in the day. The pirate queen had had a long, great day. And it was all thanks to the daughter of Maleficent, Uma's once sworn nemesis.

The girl sighed in a mix of contentment and pure exhaustion. A strange feeling had settled deep within her bones. It was raw and pure and overwhelming in its strength. It left her feeling awfully exposed and it was perhaps what had sent her outside that evening.

Uma sighed deeply, considering all that had happened that day with a lowered gaze and a solemn face.

Over the course of only a few days, Uma had made a deal with who was supposedly her biggest enemy, had been brutally betrayed and consequently deeply hurt by that said supposed enemy, and had her people liberated from the cursed prison across the sea. Uma was really not sure what to feel at this point. She supposed it was overall a sense of healing.

It was something that she had most certainly not experienced in a very long time. Uma was so used to bitterness and hurt being such an intricate part of her everyday life that this healing was a difficult concept for her mind to fully comprehend. It was nice, though. It was undeniably an extremely nice feeling to have circulating through her form.

Forgiveness was yet another concept that she was not used to, but yet it seemed to be flowing freely within her as she thought of her best friend turned greatest enemy for many years turned best friend yet again. As much as she knew that she could hold a grudge against Mal, and how she likely would've if this had been one of their usual fights on the Isle, she couldn't find it within herself to remain angry with Mal now.

Mal had done too great of a service to her people and her, but most importantly, Mal had done a service to her people.

Several months ago, if Ben would have offered the freedom to come to Auradon to not only her, but to Harry and Gil as well, she very well might would have taken him up on it. She would definitely not have been anywhere near full satisfaction, but it would have been enough for a temporary fix. She could've gotten her two best friends off of the Isle and to where she knew they deserved to be. Uma had to cover it up with great dreams of grandeur and self-importance, but the land that she wanted a cut of was not only for her benefit and was rather for two of the most important people in her life.

Uma shook her head, pursing her lips as she considered this new set of somewhat depressing thoughts.

"Don't tell me you're going to cry on me, too," a voice suddenly spoke up. Uma jumped a bit at the sudden noise, and she looked up at the invader leaning against the wall nearby. Mal smirked at her reaction, and Uma heavily rolled her eyes in response, chuckling at the other girl. Speak of the she-devil, and she shall appear.

"No, I ain't crying. I haven't went totally soft, y'know," Uma assured her. Mal just eyed her with that smug, half-lidded look. The faerie stepped forward so that she wasn't hiding behind the wall anymore and Uma quickly took in the other girl's appearance, truly noticing the details of the design of the dress.

Uma couldn't help but admit that Evie certainly had a great talent. And she had a great model to exhibit that innate ability that the bluenette possessed.