the electronic letter (mevie//malvie)

XIV

"Mal, stop moving!" Jay huffs as he tried fixing her hair, the fairy groans, "Since when did you become a hairdresser?" She retorts, finally giving up on fighting him as she slumps down the chair inside his dorm room. "Since everyone praised him for keeping his hair fluffy."

The answer Carlos supplied didn't help the situation, like, at all. Mal just glared at him, yet again, she really can't do anything about it when Jay brought out the hair curler. She was wearing a white button up underneath her black suit jacket.

"I can't believe you got us to open up lights for her." Jay chuckles as he spins Mal around, making her face him as he squats down to get on her level, "You might be far from asking Evie to marry you but treat her right. Just how she treats you right. She's our baby, well, sometimes because we all know Carlos is the real baby here."

"Hey!" Carlos protests, Jay didn't pay him any attention, "Just, please, take care of her." He says with a final smile before catching up to Carlos, both about to go pick up their dates. Mal gulps.

All this time, she knew she was in love with Evie. So fucking much that it pisses her off sometimes because it's Evie. It's the same girl she hated the living hell out of because she wasn't invited to her birthday party.

It pisses her off how much Evie made her go soft and sappy. God, but despite every single thing to hate her just makes Mal love her more and more each day.

And Jay telling her to take care of the blue haired princess? Please, as if she doesn't plan on doing that all her life.

"Wow, you're, woah." Ben gasped in delight, unable to bring out any words as he sees Evie get out of her dorm room, wearing a dress that hugged all her curves perfectly. She was the epitome of gorgeous, the literal 'Fairest of Them All.'

Evie blushes a little, flustered at the reactions her friends made. "I'd be straight for ya." Harry jokes while Gil nods beside him, Jay was just staring along with Ben.

"Would appreciate it if you guys stop staring at my girlfriend." And there the dragon came, just in time to rescue her princess. To say that Mal wasn't awestruck by her quote-unquote 'girlfriend' is a lie. She nearly tripped on the way when she saw her from the corner.

"Flowers for the lady and shoves for the men who are thirsty." She smirks, shoving the boys out of her way just to get to Evie.

Evie felt her heart race at the sight of Mal. It was rare for Mal to even think of dressing up but- wow. Mal was here, wearing a god forsaken suit just because she didn't want to look stupid. Just because she didn't want to disappoint Evie and ruin her night.

"Did you actually wear a suit? Mal Bertha, wearing a suit?" Evie asks incredulously as the fae walks her to the carriage, she shrugs, "Well, I don't want to disappoint you. Besides, I'd rather dance with you wearing this than worrying if I stepped on my skirt."

"Well, you could say that I'm very surprised." The blue haired princess replies, stepping in on the carriage as Mal helps her, careful enough so she wouldn't ruin her dress.

They were silent and it wasn't any damn near to awkwardness. They were at peace. They were safe from harm's way and they were alright. God, the Villain Kids, they were, well, they were alright.

They weren't living off of scraps anymore, they weren't living off of trash and excess hand me downs. For once, they were the ones who scrap things, who throw out things they couldn't use anymore and they were the ones with excess hand me downs.

They didn't have to fight anymore. They didn't have to cower in fear at the sight of their parents because this time, they were the ones towering over them. They were the ones that have their dreams shattered knowing their children aren't evil, knowing that their children achieved their dreams by being them. By being good.