At six o'clock in the evening, for many reasons, Chad expects a text from his boyfriend and not some anonymous dude. Like okay, he was a dumbass before for clicking on messages that are clearly viruses so since then, he had his phone secured.
Only people who knew his number would be able to text him so this is really weird. He hesitates for a bit, staring at his phone and sighing, pressing on the video.
It was confusing at first, like okay, maybe a little weird that Evie's prancing around with her tiara which, by the way, he helped designing because he wanted to get back at her for everything she has done for him, and Mal's just there, looking stupid, wearing a fucking dragon onesie. Uma was there too. But there's this little voice among them, he furrows his eyebrows.
That's when he sees a small girl holding Mal and Evie's hands, looking just exactly like them. That's weird? He chose to ignore it until he receives another text.
Jane was busy drowning herself in homework. Or at least she tried doing that and ended up watching re-runs of her favorite TV show so there's that. She'd do it tomorrow. Or at least try to.
She was just about to fall asleep when her laptop beeped, the small white light indicating a notification. She furrows her eyebrows, it's not like Lonnie would chat her when they literally just had lunch together. Besides, her girlfriend had fencing.
It doesn't stop, it went on and on until she finally opens the message, the same video sent over and over again. At first, it was just Evie looking normal with Uma also looking normal, then there's Mal that was wearing a Dragon onesie. Yeah, that's normal too.
It was weird since there was a child with them. You could see the arms, the body, until five seconds remaining to the end of the video, she sees it. The blue and purple hair, the green eyes, the tan skin. This was as if Mal and Evie had a child. Then that's when another beep echoed around her room.
Ben was at dinner. His parents had this big dinner where other Kingdoms join them just to talk things over, you know? And it was boring. Like, okay, he should be used to it but he isn't. He can't bear another second of his dad and Aladdin talking about carpets.
Thankfully, his phone vibrates inside his pocket, whatever it was, even if it was just a random text from those scams, he doesn't care, he lets out a low whistle, facing apologetically to his dad and the king of Agrabah, "Sorry, I have to take this."
He walks away, back to his room where the doors are sealed and no boredom can seep through, he takes a breath, actually wanting to see who texted him. "That's weird." He mutters, staring at the anonymous sender, a video attached.
He opens it, expecting something from the dark web or something but he sees Mal, Uma, Evie and a child. Wasn't it supposed to be Maleficent's birthday, though?
It also didn't make sense how the kid calls Evie. 'mama' or how she calls Mal, 'mommy.' He doesn't think much of it until he actually sees the kid, green eyes, red lips, blue and purple hair.
Still, giving them the benefit of the doubt until another text came.
Like what Jane had thought, Lonnie did have fencing, alone where Harry won't be able to stab anyone. She sighs, taking a break and just about to send a meme at their group chat when a text from an anonymous person sent something.
And okay, she knows Chad had his phone broken because of these types of messages but you can't blame her for being a little curious, right? So she does, opening it to be greeted by her shitty phone speaker.
There were her friends, looking pretty normal with a child that keeps on calling Mal and Evie either mama or mommy. It was weird, honestly, it didn't really make sense to her until she sees the child. She gasps, nearly dropping her phone in complete shock because what the fuck?
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a little dysfunctional, a little impractical (mevie//malvie)
Fanfictionthe core four and the sea three were already all kinds of dysfunctional. they were all kinds of impractical. but what more if a secret goes out that makes everything a little more complicated?