a clip of the past/new timeline- the night before Ben's coronation

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Uma stared as a million thoughts ran through her head, tomorrow was the coronation, Ben's coronation. And her mother, all the kids of the isle were counting on her to get the wand.

Her fingers drifted up, the pads of her fingers grazing against the cool metal of the golden conch shell on her neck. Uma groaned and fell back against her bed, closing her eyes as the soft mattress made her feel even worse.

"What am I thinking?" she muttered, rubbing her face and opening her eyes, catching the painted stars on her ceiling that harry had done one sleepless night. "I can't just betray my people- I cant just...choose to stay here!!" She flung her hands up in the air, grunting as she let them loose and hit her stomach.

Flashes of Harry and Gil laughing as Ben spilled chocolate milk on his shirt sprung to her mind, Gil's bright smile as he showed her the B+ on his science test, Harry's triumphant holler as he was lifted by his teammates, wielding the golden trophy in the air.

"....can I?"

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Harry swallowed down the pit in his throat, patting his chest, willing the tight feeling to go away. "come on 'ook" he grumbled to himself "yeh got thi's yeh will make yer da'-" his voice trailed off a golden glint catching his eyes.

The mid-sized golden fencing trophy sat on the table, staring back at him mockingly. Harry growled and stood from his bed, stomping over to the table and snatching the trophy from it, he reeled his arm back, preparing to launch the metal across the room.

His own eyes stared back at him, the boy in the picture surrounded by his teammates, a large bright smile across all their faces. His eyes were bright and cheerful. The day he had won the championship for the ROAR team.

The day his teammates had accepted him into the group, dumping a celebratory Gatorade tub onto him.

Harry clenched his jaw, letting his arm fall and dropping the trophy. "goddammit" he muttered, blinking away the oncoming tears, looking out the window and taking a shaky breath.

"how am I gonna do this" he whispered.

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Gil stared down perplexed at the A+ written in red pencil in front of him on his English paper. One of his worst subjects, something his father was also unskilled in, one of the few things he was proud of in Gil.

He wasn't a bookworm, he wasn't smart, he wasn't anything than muscle.

Auradon was proving his father one A+ at a time.

And you know what? Gil liked it, a small smile blooming on his face, he had known for a long time that his father wasn't the best of people, and always felt...iffy when he talked about Uma or any female in a deplorable way.

He wanted to stay in Auradon, away from their parents, where they would be safe.

Now how would he convince Harry and Uma to stay less than 24 hours away from Ben's coronation?

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so i finally made the looks of the sea three if they went to auradon first! enjoy

so i finally made the looks of the sea three if they went to auradon first! enjoy

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plus a full-colored sketch of their coronation looks!

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plus a full-colored sketch of their coronation looks!

plus a full-colored sketch of their coronation looks!

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