The Descendants' Descendants (Multi-Ship)

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"Hades, what if she catches us?" a worried Maleficent whispered to her beloved.

"Then she catches us," Hades smiled. "Maleficent, she's such an intuitive person. She'll figure it out one way or the other. Does it really matter if she finds out?"

"I guess not," the fairy replied. "I just don't know what we should say to her."

"It's really simple," he smiled again. "We tell her that we're still in love and that we're giving us another shot. That it's not as complicated now. And that we love her."

"You're right," Maleficent said, relaxing.

"Exactly," Hades stated. "So, let's enjoy this picnic, in the palace gardens, underneath the sun that we didn't have for 21 years."

They kissed lovingly, and began eating. It was probably 20 minutes into the date that there was an interruption.

"Oh, Hades, Maleficent," Belle gasped, surprised. "How are you two today?"

"We're quite well, thank you, Belle," Hades answered, smiling. "And you?"

"Very good," the former queen stated. "I get the sense I'm interrupting something."

Hades chuckled. "How long have you known for?" he laughed.

"Since the gender reveal," Belle smiled in response. "I'm surprised no one else noticed. Although, I'm quite intuitive. I noticed you looked at each other the same way Adam and I do. And don't worry. Your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you," Maleficent said, finally speaking up.

"Well, I'll let you two continue your date," Belle smiled. "I'll see you at dinner tonight?"

"Of course," Hades replied.

•••

"Ben, have my parents been acting... weird?" Mal questioned.

"What do you mean by that?" her fiancé answered.

"I don't know," Mal sighed. "They just have been looking at each other weirdly, and every time someone mentions how they're getting on with each other, they act really nervous, like they're hiding something."

"Yeah, I guess," he said slowly. "Maybe they're just worried people will make it into something it's not? Like you're doing?"

Mal laughed. "Okay," she smiled. "Should we have a baby shower?"

"Why?" Ben asked. "Isn't that what the gender reveal was?"

"No," Mal said, laughing again. "That was just a fun way for us to find out the genders of our babies. I was thinking that if we have a baby shower, we could do it basically the same way as the gender reveal. You know, a market stall kind of thing for each couple. Except instead of opening boxes to find out the genders, we'll be opening presents from everyone."

"It wouldn't hurt to pitch it to the other girls," Ben sighed.

"Hey, are you okay?" the purple-haired girl asked.

"Yeah," he answered. "I'm really tired, that's all. And stressed. The whole villain test thing is so close to being finished, but the committee wants to put a halt on it for a year."

"They can't do that!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, they can, Mal," the king said. "Unfortunately, they can. I'm doing what I can to convince them not to, but it's getting tough."