the electronic letter (mevie//malvie)

VIII

WARNING: TALKS OF ABUSE ARE USED IN THIS CHAPTER

When the morning sun rose above the Isle of the Lost and the faint sizzling of the frying pan was heard, almost everyone who had woken up winced. Dreading to look or talk to Mal and Evie.

"Alright, how is everyone in here?" Adam asked as he woke the children up, banging pots and pans together while Carlos watches in delight, clearly, waking up early in the morning has its advantages at some point.

Everyone groans, standing up and heading outside where breakfast was being served by Kronk. Mal just takes the nearest two plates and handing it to Evie before she could even go and fall in line.

Now with the little confirmation, Audrey tried her hardest not to squeal at the sight of her two friends, Mal and Evie, actually dating.

"Do we even have activities planned for this trip?" Mal asks Ben who only shrugs in return, "It's a free roaming thing, it was last minute." He answers, his eyes shifting from her eyes to the subtle nudge of Mal's hand so Evie would entwine them together. He fights back a smile as they ate.

It was peaceful, honestly, some of the students were already at the beach, some were attempting to get inside the tower and some were not even up yet. The Auradon Kids leave their peers, causing them to eat more loosely.

"I think it's time they learn about us, you know." Carlos quips, six pairs of eyes turn to him as forkfuls of food stopped mid-air, Jay shakes his head, "No, Los. We're fine without them knowing."

The white haired boy then turns to Uma and her two loyal crew members, "Aye, I think Carlos here is right. They deserve it." Harry smiles, winking at him encouragingly who returned a wide smile. "Why do they need to know? We're free, we don't need their pity anymore."

"While that's entirely true, I think he is right. Bringing down the barrier was a great decision but we deserve to be heard. God, if they knew the things our parents had done, they wouldn't even think of bringing this down." Uma huffs disbelievingly. "Look, I just want to do this so people won't look at us kids differently. Clearly, some of them think we're still our parents despite having been here for more than a year."

"So what, we just tell them?" Mal asks, eyebrows furrowed as she began to stand up, walking over to the beach where their friends were, "Well, yeah. But we need to do it in private if we don't want our parents to hear it."

"So, the hideout?" Jay asks as he plops his ass on the sand, Evie shakes her head, "Gaston II and Gaston himself hands around there, once they see any one of us, their nosy asses would follows us. No offense, Gil."

"Bargain Castle?" Harry suggests while the other just stares at him incredulously, "No."

"Curl Up and Dye?"

"Unless you want to actually curl up and die, sure."

"Hell Hall?"

"Yeah, sure, let's do it while my mom maniacally shaves off all of our hair."

"Slop Shop?"

"My mom might be there."

"The Lost Revenge?"

"Would your crew promise that they wouldn't snoop?" Carlos asks Uma, smiling, she nodded, "Unless they want their head on a stick, they'd break the rules. They're my crew, they're good."

"Are you planning to kill us?" Lonnie mutters, frightened, as they go lower and lower inside the Lost Revenge. The Villain Kids smirk, "Keep quiet, aye, princess?" Harry winks while Jay scoffs, "Why would they have to? No one can hear them all the way here."