[UNDER EDITING] Forgotten (Uma x fem!reader)

Chapter 7: A Day To Remeber

A/n: This has been edited. 

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Third Person P.O.V

"There's no way we're going to give Uma the wand, we can't just let her destroy Auradon" Evie frantically state, what was Mal thinking to agree to this. "If Uma doesn't get the wand then Ben is toast guys," Carlos says with a frustrated sigh, Mal continues to pace back and forth in the tiny room. "Well great, so we're going to give Uma of all people the wand? Not to mention Y/n is working with her now" At the mention of Y/n's name Evie awkwardly looks away from her friends and to the floor.

Everyone starts to talk all at once now, all trying to get their point across to each other, "Wait, you guys! Your 3D printer" Mal finally comes up with an idea that just might work, catching the attention of her friends "A phony wand" Carlos points at Mal with a bright smile. "The second they test it they'll know it's fake" Evie sighs deeply and looks at her friends in distress. "Well ok then we just get Ben out really fast, we need some kind of diversion" Sitting up quickly Jay looks towards Carlos.

"Smoke bombs!" Jay exclaims, oh wow for once Jay is thinking about something other than girls and sports, "That's perfect, I'll get the chemicals we need from Lady Tramaine's place, that could work" Evie walk towards Mal, "Oh and sick hair, by the way, it looks like someone really stepped up their game" Evie begins to touch a lock of Mal's magenta-colored hair, "You wanna know something? Dizzy did this" Evie gasps deeply with a look of shock, "Little Dizzy? Shut up" Jay and Carlos look really confused, poor boys. "I know I'm like loving it, It's like a lot lighter" Mal caresses her hair, "It's really bright too, I'm really proud of her-" Mal nods, agreeing with the evil princess.

"Hello!?' Carlos yells to get the girls attention, "Right" Mal claps to get herself back on track," Carlos, Jay you guys meet us at Pirate's Bay no later than noon, and you guys, losing, not an option, cause we're rotten-" The girls look towards Jay and Carlos, all of us nodding"To the core"

Your P.O.V

"Captain, you did such a good job showing Mal who's boss now" I praise Uma as she sits in her throne, me standing behind it with my hands on the armrests of the throne, "I know I did, no need to tell me" She flips her hair sassily and crosses her left leg over the right. I chuckle and walk in front of the throne, bending down and placing my hands back onto the armrests. I lean close to Uma's face and speak in a low voice. "I think you're looking for the words thank you, darling".

Uma tilts her head and looks at me with mischief in her eyes, "And why should I thank you for something so obvious?" She mockingly says, smirking cockily. I chuckle again and abruptly stop, staring her in the eye and reaping, "How about we try this again hm? You did such a good job, now you say thank you" I give her a threatening look, daring her to challenge me. Uma accepts the challenge and leans closer towards me, our lips an inch apart, "No."

I sigh and look away, standing up straight and turning around placing my hands on my hips and breathing deeply, don't hurt her Y/n, make her learn to respect you. The voice in my head says. I smirk darkly and hear a quiet giggle behind me, I quickly turn around and bend back down, placing one hand on the armrest and the other around Uma's throat, I smirk as her eyes widen and she moans softly as I squeeze the sides of her throat. "What was that again, would you like to repeat yourself for me? Hm?"

I stare Uma in the eyes as hers close softly, she lets out another quiet moan and bites her bottom lip, shaking her head and opening her eyes again to look in mines, hers filled with lust, "That's what I fucking thought, are you going to say thank you now or do I have to make you say it? I don't mind putting some sense into you right here for your whole crew to see if that's what you want then it can be arranged" Uma begins to pant, tiny whines begin to slip between her plump lips and I gaze down at them, a smirk on my own.