Finding Yourself ~ A descendants story

Chip Shop

Grace's POV:

"If you guys had never brought them here, this never would have happened." Mal says, directing it to us all, annoyed. "What were you thinking?!"

"Ben was gonna come with or without us. They both were." Evie says. "We just wanted to protect them."

"Yeah. And we completely blew it." Carlos says.

"Okay. Okay. So, what are we gonna do?" Jay says, stopping the fighting.

"We are not doing anything." Mal says, gesturing to the group. "This is between Uma and me, and she's a punk and guess what, now I have to go get him."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mal you're still gonna have to go through Harry Hook and his wharf rats." Carlos says.

"Yeah, you're gonna need us." Jay says.

"Uma said to come alone, other than Grace." Mal replies.

"Mal, come on." Evie says.

"She said to come alone." Carlos says. "I know one thing, I'm not going anywhere." He then sits on the couch.

"We'll be here when you get back." Jay says.

"Are you going to come?" Mal asks me.

"I can, I'll see if I can get to see Ben and Blaise, then we know they're alright." I reply. They nod.

~*~

As we get to the Chip Shop, Mal enters dramatically- so I stand outside and wait for her to finish her 'entrance'. She pushes both doors open and stands, when Uma sees her, she smirks.

"I'm back." Mal says, sing-song like.

"Loser, party of one. Right this way please." Uma says, pushing a chair towards Mal. Mal catches it and sits on it. Once she sits I then walk in. Uma looks from Mal to me. Uma nods at me and turns her attention back to Mal.

"Place still stinks." Mal says.

"Oh, I'm sorry. We're down a butler today. Princess." Uma says.

"Where are they?" Mal asks.

"You know, I've dreamed of this." Uma says. "You wanting something from me and me watching you squirm like a worm on a hook."

"I'm so flattered you dream of me. I haven't given you a thought since I left."  Mal replies. Uma slams her hands on the table.

"Obviously, you have your perfect little life, don't you?" Uma says, she then turns to the people in the shop. "Doesn't she have the perfect little life!" They all yell in agreement. "And we're 20 years into a garbage strike."

"Listen, if you have some kind of score to settle with me, game on. I see no need to bring Ben or Blaise into this." Mal says.

"I agree, it is a little unnecessary. But it is so much fun." Uma replies. "Here's the deal."

"Just like your mother, always a catch." Mal says. Uma then grabs another chair and sits opposite Mal. She puts her hand in the arm-wrestle position. "If you win, Ben and Blaise are free to go." Mal then gets in position. "Don't you wanna know what I get if I win?"

"Still dreaming." Mal says.

"Mmmm, last time I checked, your mother thought she had things all sewn up, too, huh?" Uma replies, as they grip hands. "How'd that work out for her again?"

"On three." Mal says. "One, two, three." Then the wrestle begins.

"You know, that whole princess act, I never brought it for a second. You can stick a tiara on a villain, but you're still a villain." Uma says.

"And you can slap a pirate hat on, but you're still shrimp." Mal says, making Uma's hand slip a little. Mal's eyes turn green, as she pushes Uma's hand further and further. But Uma smirks.

"If I win, you bring me the wand." Uma says, making Mal's concentration go out the window, and Uma manages to smash down Mal's hand. Everyone in the shop cheers in victory and my eyes widen as Mal loses. Uma, after having a celebratory cheer, turns back to Mal. "Now, if you want the beasty boys back, bring me Fairy Godmother's wand to my ship tomorrow at 12:00 noon. Sharp." She then starts walking away but turns back. "Oh, and if you blab you can kiss your baby goodbye." Uma then walks away, and Mal stands and goes to leave.  She turns back to me and gestures for me to go and check on them. I nod and walk to the back of the shop, where I see Gil standing.

"Hey, Gil." I say, he looks up to me.

"Hey, Gracey. Back already?" He replies, I smile to him.

"Well, I have to check that my friends are being well cared for. Can I check on them? I promise I won't let them go." I tell him. He nods with a smile.

"Alright, but only because it's you." He replies. I smile to him and he unlocks the door. I nod to him and walk in. As I come in, I see Ben and Blaise are sitting on the floor. They're either side of the room, each of their arms ties behind their backs to a pole and their feet tied together. I kneel in front of Ben first, and his eyes shoot up. I reach forwards and take the gag from his mouth. I then move and take out Blaise's gag too. I crawl back and sit on the floor between the pair.

"You both okay?" I ask. Then I realise what I said. "Sorry, that was a stupid question. Of course you're not alright."

"I'm not exactly okay, but I'm alive." Ben replies, I smile to him.

"How are you here, are you working with them?" Blaise asks harshly. I look to him, I'm sure sadness holds in my eyes. I just shake my head.

"Well, the person who's guarding the door just happens to be Gil, so he let me in." I tell them. "I want let you go, but I can't. I promised, so I thought I'd come see you were okay and talk to you about what's happening."

"What's happening?" Ben asks.

"Mal and Uma did an arm-wrestle, but Uma won. Now Mal has to bring Uma Fairy Godmother's wand tomorrow, or you'll both be thrown off the plank and you'll be eaten by sharks." I tell them quickly. They looks to me in shock. "I know it seems bad-"

"Seems bad? It is bad." Blaise snaps in response.

"You know, I'm really getting fed up with you. Ever since you've found out about my magic, you've treated me like I'm dirt on the bottom of your shoe. You think you can snap at me every single time I open my mouth, and I'm not going to accept that any more. Maybe we need to think about what's best for ourselves, maybe ending this relationship properly will be the right thing to do after all this." I rant. They both look in shock at me. "What confused that I've grown some balls? Well, maybe that's because after talking to someone I've understood that my magic is a part of who I am, and if you can't accept that then that's your problem. It's something I've inherited from my mother, and I want to celebrate that I've got a part of her."

"Yeh tell 'im, mini Gil." Harry's voice sounds from the door. I turn to see him standing there. I smile to him. "Yeh should get back to yer friends."

"Alright. See you all tomorrow." I reply, standing from my place. I then hand the gags to Harry. "Don't put them back on, please."

"That depends on how much they talk." He replies. I just give him a look. "Fine."

"Thank you. Bye, guys." I say, waving to the two. I then pull Harry in for a hug. "Bye, Harry."

"Bye, kid." He replies. I smile and walk out the door, making my way back to the hide out.