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A Princess in Goodness Class?

Summary: Mal and the VKs come to the island of Auradon, expecting prissy princesses and princes. But when Evie finds one that’s not like the rest, she’s determined to set Mal up.

Pairings: Mal x Fem!Reader, Evie x Reader (platonic), Ben x Reader (best friends, platonic obvi)

Genre: Holy Trinity (Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort)

Warnings: Homophobia (the word d*ke is used a lot by a bitchy blonde boy), mean parents, near death about three times, Maleficent is truly evil.

A/N: Reader is designed like me (masc-presenting, but with pressure to be fem). Also, I know that Amphitrite and Poseidon are a thing, but in this timeline, they are not. Also also, gods genes are so fucked that familial relationships by bloodline don’t exist, so... keep that in mind :)

*not my gif*

You hated school. Absolutely hated it. You were one of the only Auradon Kids that acted like a Villain Kid, doing anything you could to miss school. However, the motivation of your overbearing Mom was enough to keep you inside.

But you were pleasantly surprised to find yourself in the same chemistry class as the Evil Queen’s daughter, funnily named Evie, and you sat next to her whilst Doug sat on the other side.

You had an agreement with your teachers - get the work done, and then you can go do what you like. But, your Mom had her own rules too; you would not be able to enter the ocean until the final bell rang, which she would know since she claimed she could always see you.

So, like it or not, you had to suffer through chemistry.

Until…

“Hey. Hey. Oy.”

You ignored the VK until she pulled out your earbud, earning her a glare from you. “What?”

“Who’s the next in line here? For a throne?” She asked you, and you rolled your eyes.

“Couldn’t care less.”

“Just tell me who.” She begged, and you sighed, looking around the room.

“Chad Charming. Son of Prince Charming and Cinderella. Absolute airhead, don’t know what he’s doing in Chem.” You grumbled, noticing the teacher come up into your view.

“Y/N, can you tell me the atomic weight of Silver?” He asked you as he caught you talking.

“107.8682.” You answered.

“Nerd.” Chad remarked, the VK looking at you for a response.

She watched as a grin came upon your lips before a greenish-blue hue enveloped your irises, her head turning at the sound of Chad screeching and now had water stains on his pants.

“What the hell, Salacia?!” He growled at you, but you stuck out your tongue.

“Salacia?” Evie looked at you as Chad left, intrigued.

You smirked at Evie and simply put your earbud back in your ear, finishing your last question before handing in the work and leaving.

“See you later, Queenie.” You said as you ducked out of the room.

She turned to Doug, watching his answers carefully. “Who’s she?”

“Y/N? Daughter of Amphitrite.” He shrugged.

“Amphi-what-a?” Evie stammered.

“Amphitrite. You know…?” Doug made a wave gesture with his hands but Evie still didn’t get it.

“Amphitrite is the Queen of the Seas. Y/N is the princess.”

Evie’s eyes widened with intrigue, coincidentally timed with the ring of the recess bell, and she sprinted out of the room to find Mal.

“M!” She found her by the gardens, drawing in her sketchbook.

“Hey, E.” The half-fae smiled at her. “What’s up?”

“I found the perfect match for you!” She squealed, sitting down with her mirror in hand.

“Mirror Mirror in my hand, show me Y/N Salacia.”

The glass swirled before your face came onto it, a focused turn in your lips whilst the background seemed familiar. Evie and Mal looked up and saw you walking across the garden, heading straight for the swimming pool.

“Let’s go!” Evie tried to pull Mal up onto her feet, but failed.

“No. I’m trying to stay focused on our mission.” Mal scowled, but it lessened as her friend gave her a knowing look.

“What? You think by drawing the wand over and over it’ll magically appear in your hand?”

Mal glared at Evie before her eyes drifted to you as you stepped into the pool centre. “Okay, fine.”

Evie squealed once more before dragging Mal to the centre, opening the door to the stench of pool chemicals. She led Mal to the side as she heard your voice chattering away, a gurgled version of multiple voices coming back.

“Hey hey hey, I know you all like the Surface World, but one at a time, please!” You chuckled, waiting for your siblings to get in line.

One by one, they asked you about school, your job as the pool cleaner, how your friends were. You had no answers for the last question, as they were interrupted by the sound of talking behind you.

“Who’s there?” You questioned sternly, pushing your hand through the mirage to make it stop.

You threw a spurt of water around the corner and two voices came back, one a familiar-toned squeal and another a brand new growl. You stepped around the corner to face Evie and her friend, the infamous Mal.

“Hey Queenie. What are ya doing here?” You folded your arms, cocking your head to the side.

“Um… Nothing?” She offered.

“Hmm. Seems like you were eavesdropping.”

“And so what if we were?” Mal snapped back, making you grin.

“Nice to meet you too, Mal.”

“Who were you talking to?” Evie asked.

“My family.”

“And where are they?”

“Under the sea.”

Mal frowned at your short responses. “So why aren’t you under the sea too?”

“Because I have to learn how to be a princess, according to Mom.” You retorted. “They don’t really have that kind of schooling beneath the Surface World.”

Mal sighed as she had to take off her soaked jacket, glaring at you whilst Evie stepped in front of her. “So, now that we’re all friends, can we all play nice?”

You looked down at your phone. “Well, I actually have a class with you two.”

Evie snatched your phone from your hands, seeing the ‘Remedial Goodness’ title. “You, a princess, are taking a Goodness class?”

“What can I say? I don’t like being a pretty little thing for people to stare at.” You shrugged, taking back your phone as you grabbed your backpack.

“So, are we going or not?”

---

Your brain felt like it was melting within your skull as you stared at the new writing Fairy Godmother wrote on the chalkboard.

“Question 1: If someone hands you a crying baby, do you: A) Curse it? B) Lock it in a tower? C) Give it a bottle? Or D) Carve out its heart?”

You were falling asleep at this point, looking over at Evie hopelessly when she asked for option B again. You also glared at Fairy Godmother, because you knew that not only was this compulsory, but punishment for bursting the pipes in the girls bathrooms.

“Mal?” Fairy Godmother pointed at the purple-haired girl.

“C, give it a bottle.” She replied without a thought.

“You are on fire, girl!” Carlos remarked.

“Just pick the one that sounds the least fun.” She shrugged, earning an ‘ah’ from all of them.

“Miss G? When can I go home?” You raised your hand so that the bend of your wrist was no higher than the width of your chemistry textbook.

“When you finish filling out the blanked words on your sheet.” She passive-aggressively retorted.

You looked down at your sheet and sighed. “Miss G, it’s in English.”

She came up to your table and gasped in light shock. “So it is! I’ll have someone fix it for you.”

“You can’t read English?” Mal scoffed as Fairy Godmother got a runner to print your sheet properly.

“Can you read Ancient Greek?” You remarked, smirking at her silence.

“I thought not.”

After filling out your sheet, now in Ancient Greek, you handed it over and grabbed your backpack. “Later, VKs.”

“Bye, Y/N! Hope to see you in chemistry!” Evie waved goodbye whilst Jay and Carlos fawned over you.

The boys quickly sprinted out of the room whilst Fairy Godmother reconsidered having you in their class, the two catching up quite quickly. “Y/N! Y/N, wait!”

You spun around on your toes by your locker. “Hey, guys.”

They both scrambled over talking to you, but then a hand came to yours and spun you back around, Chad now in your space. “Ready for our date?”

“What ‘date’?” You scoffed.

“Chemistry. Come on, Y/N, a princess has to do some work to earn her title.” He smirked.

You dropped your books into your locker and his eyes widened when yours glowed, water wrapping around his waist before he was dunked into the fountain. When he rose, you were standing in front of him.

“Get it through your thick skull, asshole! I don’t like boys!” You snarled.

“You sick dyke!” He snarled back, only to get a fist to the face.

“Y/N!”

You turned at Fairy Godmother’s shout of your name, scowling at her but she could see the hurt in your glowing eyes. She walked down to you calmly as your breathing moved your torso, her hand coming to your shoulder in comfort.

“Chad, apologise.” She demanded as he stood, soaked.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He mumbled, shy under the gaze of the powerful woman.

You scoffed without a word as he left, knowing he didn’t really mean it whilst your attention fell to Fairy Godmother. “Y/N, I’m sorry, but that’s another week of Goodness class.”

“But-!” You protested, yet she silenced you.

“I know. He will get punished. But your mother gave strict instructions to-”

You stormed away from her, clouds threatening above with thunder and lightning. Mal and Evie watched as you made your way to the grounds, magic shooting up your body to dress yourself in the school’s tourney uniform.

“She’s on the team?!” Carlos and Jay shouted in unison.

---

After the game, in which you were taken down by a Sherwood Falcon player, you left before Ben did his little performance shtick to Mal. You were sitting in the nurse’s office, quietly healing your rib with a cup of water, before the door barged open and you lost focus.

“Hey, Y/N- oh, that looks nasty.” Evie cut herself off.

“Yes, and I was trying to heal it.” You grumbled, looking down at the water in dismay and annoyance.

“Crying over spilt water?” Mal jeered, but she didn’t get a playful glare from you.

“It’s seawater. I need it when I’m injured otherwise- Agh!” You winced, lifting your shirt to see the dark purple bruise on your torso again.

“Damn, that looks bad. What is it?” Mal questioned, coming closer.

“Broken rib. I need to heal it properly before it screws up.” You gestured for her to move back before you tried to lift the water off of the ground.

“Agh!” You winced again, not noticing the concern in Mal’s eyes.

“Can you just… go to my room? There’s a tank of seawater there.” You handed over the cup to Evie.

“Magic Mirror, take me to Y/N’s room.” She asked it as it rested in her palm, leaving promptly.

You slowly took off the rest of your padding before you felt light fingers on your torso, seeing Mal’s glowing eyes scanning your ribs.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You warned, glaring your own magical eyes.

“Just be still.” She grumbled, placing a hand over the bruise.

You felt your magic connect to hers, watching her eyes glisten like your own before you jumped back. The feeling in your chest had frazzled you, concern in her eyes. “Y/N? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.” You looked down to see your bruise reduced to light blue, green and yellow.

“What was that-?”

“I’m back!” Evie barged through the door again, holding the cup of full seawater to your delight.

“Oh, thanks, Queenie!” You hugged her one-sidedly and took the water into your hand, holding it by your torso before it glowed.

When your hand pulled away, Mal and Evie were shocked to see the bruise completely gone. You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding, before you slid off your jersey to hear two short gasps.

“You can look. I’m confident in my body, unlike the other girls that go here.”

Whilst Evie watched Mal, Mal watched you. The way your muscles moved underneath your skin, how your broad shoulders held your stature. She really only averted her eyes when your shirt blocked her view, the grey simplicity and the Auradon Prep logo on your breast pocket snapping her out of her thoughts.

“I will see you girls, uh… at a later date.” You shrugged, leaving the nurse’s office.

Evie grinned as Mal watched you leave, a squeal leaving the navy-haired girl. “You were gawking!”

“I was not.” Mal grumbled.

Evie simply kept the memory to herself as she guided Mal back to their room.

----

A knock came to your door and when you opened it, you grinned. “Hey, Princey.”

“Hey, Y/N.” Ben grinned at you.

“What do ya need?”

“A friend. And some help.” He continued when you raised your eyebrows.

“I thought so. You have plenty of that first part.”

“Yeah, but you’re my best friend.”

You smirked as you sat back down at your desk, picking your pencil back up to continue your Latin homework. “Like I said before, what do you need my help with?”

“Can you help me set up a date with Mal?”

You looked back up at him. “You’re gonna ask her out?”

“Yeah. Why not? We’re already going to the coronation together.” He shrugged.

“Alright. Where are you gonna take her?”

He hesitated. “The Enchanted Lake.”

You gasped playfully. “That’s my spot, you dork!”

He chuckled. “You don’t mind that I’m gonna use it for a bit?”

“No, it’s fine.” You grinned.

With your magic, you helped Ben plan his wonderful date. The picnic was all set up on the ruined stone, many fruits and sweets alike being transported by your magic. You eventually heard him coming, Mal’s giggles echoing on the rocks, and you silently dove into the water.

At your command, your legs merged into your tail, a creamy seafoam colour at the top that faded into a bright sea green comparable to the shallow of a cove. Your chest stayed covered in your clothes, the material now floating aimlessly in the water, before you came to rest behind the rocks per Ben’s request.

However, what wasn’t under your command was the tiara that came upon your head, adorned with pearls and gems alike. You hated wearing it, but it was a part of your form, so you had no choice.

The date went well, as far as you knew. You saw Ben come into your view as he climbed around the rocks, looking down at you.

*Can you get the glowy rock for me, please?* He asked and you sighed.

*Go on.*

As he jumped into the water, you controlled the currents to bring it to him. Suddenly, a melodic voice echoed around you and you turned to see Mal as the origin of it.

Her voice soared up and down the octaves, the painful but beautiful song hitting you right in the heart. How could this girl be so evil yet so… alluring?

“If only…” She sang a few times, your voice compelled to join at a lower octave so as to not let her hear you.

When she came to face the lake, you shuffled back and watched her sit. Suddenly though, you realised that Ben had been gone for too long.

*Ben? Where are you?*

*Still searching for it. Just wait a second.* He replied in your mind, but Mal didn’t have a second as she dove into the water, thrashing about.

*Ben, get your ass back here! Mal doesn’t know how to swim!*

*What?! But she lives on an island!*

*With a barrier!*

You watched painfully as Mal continued thrashing about, her head ducking under the water a few times until she began to sink. Air bubbles began to surface and your eyes began to flicker, the water swirling around you.

*Crap! I can see her but I’m too far away!*

*Fuck it.* You swore, diving into the water.

It was just as clear as above the surface, if not clearer, and you swam over to Mal. Her eyes were fluttering, half-closed, and you looked back up at the surface. Even if you wanted to, she could suffer altitude sickness - the Enchanted Lake was mysterious in that way.

So, you did the only logical thing you could think of.

You kissed her.

You felt your magic pour into it as it changed your carbon dioxide breath into life-giving oxygen, whilst you slowly swam her up to the surface. When you breached it and laid her down on the stone, she began to cough and you pulled away.

“Hold still, Mal.” You murmured, your hand hovering over her chest.

Her half-open eyes watched as water drained carefully from her lungs, not a scratch in her throat as you threw away the ball which not-so-coincidentally hit Ben in the face. He watched as Mal registered your presence, looking down to see your tail hanging over the side.

“What the hell?! What are you doing here?!” She snapped at you.

“Saving your life, apparently.” You barked back.

“I asked her to be here.” Ben interrupted your fight, watching your eyes wander away from her.

“Are you okay?”

“You scared me!” She hit his arm. “And now, I’m soaking wet!”

“Y/N can fix that for you if you want-”

“Nuh-uh. Prissy princess can go back to her stupid lake and stop creeping on dates!” She gestured to your tiara.

Mal watched you fume, but like Fairy Godmother, she saw hurt in your eyes. Much more than when Chad called you a dyke.

“Mal, that’s not fair.” Ben scolded lightly, but you put a hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t.” You calmly stated.

Mal watched as you shuffled off of the stone, noticing how the tips of your tail were creamy like the top of it before you disappeared underwater.

“Mal, that wasn’t nice. Y/N is my best friend.” He sighed in defeat.

“Yeah, well…” She trailed off, not knowing what to say.

Both of them felt the awkwardness on the ride back to school.

----

At your next Goodness class, you sat awkwardly as the four VKs talked to their parents. Whilst they were occupied, you watched Fairy Godmother sit down next to you, looking at your drawing of your tiara.

“Do you know if Amphitrite will be attending Family Day, Y/N?” She asked you sweetly.

“She never comes. Why should I bother asking her again?” You shrugged.

“What about Poseidon? Maybe one of your siblings?”

Mal turned around as Carlos conversed with his mum, noticing your frustration. Her emerald eyes glowed and your head shot up to meet hers, eyes also glowing.

*Talk to your mom, Mal.* You scolded in her mind.

*Are you-*

*Don’t ask me that question.*

Mal frowned at you before you shot up, shocking Fairy Godmother. She left the group and her mother, telling Fairy Godmother to stay, whilst she found you as your bedroom door slammed.

“Y/N?” She knocked on your door.

“Go away, Mal.”

She heard your sniffle and quietly unlocked your door, opening it to see you standing with your head hung low. She slowly walked over to you and placed a hand on your back, yours catching her wrist as you spun quickly.

“Don’t touch me.” You snipped.

“Y/N, why are you crying?”

“I hate this place! I don’t want to be here any more than you do!”

You sank onto your bed and Mal watched painfully as more tears spilled. “Your parents can’t come, they have no choice - mine choose not to come.”

She sat down on the end of your bed, unsure of how to comfort you other than a hand on your ankle. She felt you freeze for a moment before her thumb began to move back and forth, the soothing touch bringing your mind to a halt.

“Can I… Would you, uh… Would you like to join us on Family Day?” She asked slowly.

You sat up. “You’d let me do that?”

“Of course. We gotta stick together.” She nudged your shoulder and you smirked half-heartedly.

“I’m not a Villain kid, Mal.”

“No, but you’re close enough. Not quite Villain, not quite Auradon.” She grinned, tucking a strand of hair out of your face.

“I think it’s quite cute.”

You chuckled softly, the honeyed sound sweet to her ears. “Thanks, Mal.”

“I’ll come and get you in the morning, okay?”

You nodded as she stood, watching her close the door before locking it again with her magic. You lay down on the bed, hoping that Family Day would be better with them by your side.

----

You stood at the top of the staircase, dressed in the colours of your tail to represent your family, and walked with Evie’s arm linked in yours. You greeted some of the others you’d not seen before, many of them admiring your outfit, before you came to a stop in front of the chocolate fountain.

You reached out to touch a strawberry to the chocolate before you felt a piercing by your temple, looking up at the sky with a hidden middle finger as you ate the strawberry plainly.

“Ooh, save some for me, please.” Mal greeted you.

“Hey, you used the word please.” You remarked, grinning as she took a bite of the delicious strawberry.

“I’m getting there.” She smirked as she looked at the badge on your chest - Princess Y/N Salacia.

“What’s the badge for?”

“All princesses have to have one. Unfortunately, that applies to me.” You shrugged.

She grinned, adjusting it slightly so it was lop-sided. “There. Much better.”

You shook your head playfully before she was called away, watching Evie as she walked over to you. “Nice badge.” She smirked, but you saw dismay in her eyes.

“Close your eyes.” You asked, which she did.

You gently touched your fingers to your badge and then to her hands, watching her eyes widen with happiness as she saw a badge of her own - Princess Evie Grimhilde.

“How did you know my last name?” She looked at you.

“A demi-goddess knows a few things.” You smiled, giving her a hug before the call for croquet sounded.

“Hey Y/N, wanna play against me?” Jay offered.

“Oh, I’ll match that!” Ben came over, letting Mal go with Evie.

“Sure, boys. But be prepared to eat my dust.” You grinned, grabbing a croquet mallet.

You watched the boys try and beat you, but your accuracy was too much for them. “What the hell, Salacia?” Ben grumbled playfully.

“When you train for a few hundred years under the sea, the Surface World is so much easier.” You grinned, watching Jay react to your age.

“You’re… what?!” He exclaimed, making you chuckle.

“316 years old, Jay. Mom’s a few hundred million, so I would say that I will outlive you all before I die.” You smirked.

You felt a small tickle on your wrist before you turned in its direction, noticing Mal smiling at you. You waved at her, gesturing for her to come and play, but she shook her head.

*I’ll wait until you guys are done. I’m still trying to get used to this thing.* She wiggled her croquet handle loosely and you chuckled.

*Alright then.*

*Don’t take too long, Grandma.* She teased.

*So you heard?* You asked, to which she nodded until someone on her end interrupted your mental conversation.

You watched as Jay hit the ball too hard, shaking your head as you walked to hit it. There weren't enough balls to go around, so you and Jay had decided to share turns on his.

“You?!”

You looked up to see Mal frightened, Audrey and Queen Leah looking at her, one with anger and one with fear.

“How are you here? And how have you stayed so young?”

“Queen Leah, it’s alright.” You stood upright.

“Maleficent is still on the island.” Ben came to your side, holding Mal by her shoulders. “This is her daughter, Mal. Don’t you remember my proclamation to give the new generation a chance?”

“A chance to what, Ben? Destroy us?”

You stepped forward. “Queen Leah, if I may-”

“No, you may not.” She snapped.

“You remember, don’t you? The poison apples? And the spells?! The spells…” She trailed off.

“I do remember, Queen Leah.” You muttered, feeling a gentle tickle of Mal’s magic by your hand.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Evie came to your other side.

“My daughter was raised by fairies because of your mother’s curse.” Queen Leah scolded Mal.

“So her first words, her first steps… I missed it all!”

You pushed Evie back a bit, concern in her expression as she looked at your stiffened neck.

Mal stepped forward. “Hey, I’m so-”

“Go away! Stay away from her!” Chad stepped in.

“Don’t do this, Chad.” Ben warned him.

“What? They were raised by their parents, Ben. What do you think villains teach their kids, huh? Kindness? Fair play? No way, okay? Uh-uh.”

He turned to Mal. “You stole another girl’s boyfriend.”

“Hey, hey!” Ben huffed.

“You enjoy hurting people.” He pointed at Jay, turning to Evie.

“Chad…” You growled, glowing your eyes at him.

“And you… you’re nothing but a gold digger, and a cheater.” Chad pointed at Evie.

“Princess Y/N…” Queen Leah warned you, your eyes turning to her.

“Mirror Mirror in my hand, who’s the biggest jerk in the land?!” Evie asked her mirror before it showed Chad.

“What? Come on!” He batted away her hand.

“Back off, Chad!” Jay growled as he shoved Chad back.

Your very short fuse blew. “ENOUGH!”

Water rose from the opposing fountains and collided together to make a clear wall, watching the two groups stagger back at your display of power. You checked over Mal and the other VKs, going back to Mal briefly before you turned to face the others.

“What kind of princess protects villains? Huh?” Chad taunted.

“Shut up, Chad.” You grumbled.

“I’ll tell you what kind - a ‘shellfish’, bitchy, dyke.”

Your eyes glowed brighter and spikes protruded from the wall, all pointing at Chad. “Call me a dyke one more time.” You snarled.

You looked down when a tickle formed on your chest, a small hand hovering a few centimetres away. “Y/N, don’t.” Mal looked at you carefully.

“Yeah, Y/N, listen to her.” Chad edged you on, the spikes growing sharper and closer to him.

“Y/N!” Mal put her hand on your chest and you looked down at her.

“I said don’t.” She calmly stated, all whilst you breathed heavily as anger coursed through you instead of ichor.

“Why not? When will he learn from his mistakes? When will any of you learn from your mistakes?!” You called to the crowd around you.

“Yes, I’m gay. So what?! I am next in line for the Throne of the Seas!”

You glared at Chad and his smug smirk whilst you lowered the walls of water back into their fountains. “If you don’t learn from your mistakes by then… I will rain monsoons on your pathetic kingdom.”

You took Mal’s hand off of your chest but held it as you grabbed Evie’s, leading them towards the stairs.

“And Ben…” You turned to your best friend.

“You’ve seen my angry side once. Make sure he is punished otherwise you will see it only once more.”

----

You sat on the small table on the side of the park as the Auradon Kids and Villain Kids sat at their respective tables, your eyes searching Mal’s lost ones.

*Are you okay?* You murmured in her mind, her eyes focusing onto you.

*Don’t ask me that question.*

*Okay. How are you feeling?*

*Not that one either.*

You sighed, folding your arms onto your table as you rested your head on it, laying it to the side to see her smile softly. *There it is.*

*What?* She asked you, turning around to see nothing out of the ordinary.

*Your smile, dummy.* You giggled.

*What about it?*

*It’s much better than those princesses that practice theirs in a mirror.*

She shook her head playfully whilst looking at you. *Aren’t you one of those princesses?*

You raised your eyebrows momentarily. *I don’t practice.*

*Ah. So you just smile like that naturally? That lop-sided grin with a little dimple?*

*Me? A dimple? Look who’s talking!*

You watched her laugh with her mouth covered, your own chuckle too far away for her to hear. Mal watched you too, noticing how the colour in your magical irises seemed to swirl like whirlpool and it made her think about her own eyes.

*Just because I have a mother who cannot decide on a favourite colour, doesn’t mean your magic isn’t less beautiful.* You complimented.

*In fact, green is my favourite colour.*

*Then I’m like your mother. I can’t decide between purple, green and black.* She smirked.

You looked her up and down once. *I’ve noticed.*

“Doug!”

Your thoughts were pulled out of Mal’s mind as you watched Doug try to talk to Evie, their blooming relationship adorable, but Chad was being a menace again. You walked up to him and gripped him by the chin, pushing him into his chair.

“Look guys! Y/N’s trying to be a bad guy!” Chad teased.

“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine, now I’m the bad guy.” You growled, making it storm on top of him whilst you stayed completely dry.

“Y/N.” Mal warned you, a single glance having you let go of his chin, bruises already forming.

“Good luck covering that up with makeup.” You remarked.

“Good luck with your face tomorrow then.” Audrey smirked at you.

“Yeah. I mean honestly, how ugly can a princess get?” Jane smirked too, but they both froze when you smirked.

*Beware, forswear, undo Jane’s hair.* You heard Mal’s mind mutter before Jane screamed, her hair returned to its natural bob state.

“Ha ha!” You cackled mischievously.

Mal’s hand came to rest on your back. “There’s a lot more where that came from.” She dared the girls.

“Excuse me, who do you think you are?” Audrey accepted.

“Do I look like I’m kidding?”

Audrey watched as your eyes glowed brightly, a water ball coming into your hand as you muttered a foreign language. The girls instantly ran, with Chad’s hand held tightly in Audrey’s grip.

Mal turned to you as the water fell through your hands, giggles stopping air from coming into your lungs. A few seconds later, you took some deep breaths, clearing your eyes of tears. “What kind of spell was that?” She asked.

You chuckled whilst wiping the last tear. “That’s what’s funny - there is no spell. I just said a few random words in Latin. Pig, tree, water, Greek, pillow.”

Carlos, Jay and Evie all grinned at you before you hugged Mal with one arm, kissing her forehead. *Nobody makes fun of you on my watch… Princess Malificent Bertha.* Your voice echoed in her head.

*I’m not a princess.* She scoffed at you.

*Daughter of the Queen of the Moors? I think that counts.* You replied.

“I have to go and get fitted for my dress. I’ll see you all tomorrow.” You bid them all goodbye before leaving.

“Who are you going to choose, Mal?” Evie scolded lightly.

“What?”

“Y/N or Ben? You can’t have both.”

Mal sighed, walking away from the group towards the kitchens. She knew she had to choose, but she didn’t want to hurt either of you.

So who would it be?

Future King of Auradon?

Or Future Queen of the Seas?

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Mal sat nervously upon the horse and carriage, her dress a stunning shade of lilac as she sat next to Ben, last night’s creation in her hand.

“Don’t be nervous.” Ben took her hand. “All you have to do is sit there and look beautiful. No problem there.”

Mal chuckled. “Thank you.”

She watched his knee bounce before he spoke again. “Mal, would you wear my ring?”

“Um… Not now.” She took her hand out of his. “I think it would probably just fall right off of me.”

She silently offered him the anti-love potion muffin, telling him when to take it but he swallowed it whole on the first chance he’d gotten.

Mal fretted. “Do you still have… Those… Strong feelings for me?”

“Well, let’s give the anti-love potion a few minutes to take effect.” He licked his fingers.

She nodded slowly. “Yeah, okay… Wait, what?! You knew?”

“Yeah, I knew.”

“Okay, I can explain myself.”

He smirked at her. “No, look, it’s fine. You had a crush on me, I was with Audrey, you didn’t trust that it would happen on its own. Am I right?”

“Yes. Yes, you are so right.”

He took her hand. “Good. Because I think I know why you gave me that anti-love potion muffin.”

He watched Mal blush before he chuckled. “Y/N is a beautiful girl. All I ask of you is that you treat her with respect, care, and honesty. She doesn’t get much of it because of her Mom and her status as the heir to the Throne of the Seas.”

Mal sighed, watching him grab a bottle of water hidden in the secret compartment. He dropped his ring into the bottle, but to Mal’s surprise, it fizzled up into nothing.

“Where’d it go?” She asked.

“To the only place I trust it to be.” He smirked.

He gave her another, a slimmer ring with a gem that swirled with sea green and purple. She gasped at the sight of it. “What…?”

“Wear it if you want. It matches your eyes and your dress.” He complimented her.

Mal followed him out of the carriage when it came to a stop, counting every step so she didn’t fall until she came to the small break in the staircase. She curtsied to the King and Queen, both of them dressed regally before an usher brought her away.

“This way.” He gestured for her to enter first.

The ballroom was massive - the ceiling stretched up high to fit the grand mosaic of Belle dancing with the King in his beastly form, as well as the choir members and her friends along with Auradon’s people. She was guided to her place at the front row, only for a small gasp of shock to leave her lips.

There you stood, in a gown as regal as your status. The cream and sea green fabrics laced well together, your hands without gloves unlike other princesses. Your tiara from the lake shone brightly on your head, your eyes drifting towards her with a gentle smile.

*Hey.* You muttered timidly in her mind.

*Hey. You look…* Mal trailed off, unable to describe your beauty, nor the fluttering feeling in her heart.

*So do you.* You chuckled, looking back up at the front doors and a few set of cameras.

*Why are you up there?*

*Mom couldn’t come, so I’m taking her place as the one to bless the new king. Who just so happens to be my best friend, and I’m supposed to do this first try, on camera, in front of millions of people-*

*Y/N.*

You felt your hand be tickled before you looked down at Mal, noticing her soft smile as her emerald eyes shone. *Just breathe.* She murmured.

*Thanks for this, Mal.* You replied just as softly.

*I’m gonna be right here if you need someone to talk to.*

You nodded your head ever so slightly before the doors opened, a slow breath coming from you as Ben saw you. You gave him a little wave, to which he did back, before he slowly made his way to you, the crowd bowing like a tidal wave that slowly hurtled towards you.

Fairy Godmother gently placed the King’s crown on top of Ben’s head before you stepped forward. “Do you solemnly swear never to exploit our oceans, never to greatly disturb our seas, protect our kingdom and our alliance whilst you reign?”

“I do solemnly swear.” He smiled at you as you touched a finger to the Beast's head upon the crown.

*Great job, Y/N.* Ben told you.

*Thanks. Getting sweaty palms though.* You replied sheepishly as you stepped back.

Fairy Godmother slowly took her wand from the Queen and stood in front of Ben, blessing him in her own way. After he swore to protect Auradon, she lifted her wand to tap his crown, sealing the blessing.

But it was snatched from her by Jane, and lightning shot out of the end of it, smashing a window. You created a wall of water around the King, Queen, and Fairy Godmother, your eyes shining brightly.

But they flickered when Mal stole the wand from Jane, holding it like a tiny sword. You lowered the wall around the trio by the King’s request, your gown bubbling into a shorter version.

“Mal… What are you doing?” You stepped down carefully towards her.

“Give me the wand.”

“Stand back!” She warned you.

“I told you so!” Audrey grumbled and when Mal turned to point it at her, your wall of water blocked her off.

You looked at Evie, Jay and Carlos as they ran up behind Mal, the young half-fae’s eyes seeing the hurt in yours. “No, no, do not give me that look!”

“Mal, you’re really going to do this?” Your broken tone muttered.

“We have no choice, Y/N!” She cried.

“Our parents-”

“Your parents made their choice, just as mine made theirs. They have no power over you here, Mal, and I know you might not believe it because I didn’t initially either. But you do have a choice.”

You took a step towards her and she didn’t flinch. “I think… I think I wanna be good.”

“You are good.” You retorted.

“How do you know that?!” She sniffled.

“Because I see you, Mal. I see through the shields you put up to push people away, because believe it or not, I did the same. I see you… and I love what I see.”

Gasps came from around the hall, but none of them had your attention like Mal had yours.

Mal still held a grip on the wand, something the others in the hall were acutely aware of, but all you saw were broken children, neglected and manipulated by their evil parents.

The Evil Queen cared only for beauty, even when Evie was extremely intelligent. Cruella De Vil could only see the ancestry of dogs, but Carlos saw the love in their companionship. Jafar craved power, whereas Jay craved sports.

And Mal… Maleficent deprived her of love.

You were more than willing to show yours to her.

“I don’t want to take over the world. It doesn’t make me happy.” Mal’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

“I want to go to school… And be with Y/N.”

Your head lifted from the ground as more gasps came from the surrounding audience. She turned around, and a tear fell as she gestured to the ring on her hand.

“Because Y/N makes me really happy.” She tearfully admitted.

She turned back to her friends, fist extended in the middle of them. “I choose good, you guys.”

“I choose good too.” Jay smiled softly, bumping fists.

“I choose good.” Evie chuckled, adding her fist too.

Carlos hesitated before looking up at you. “So, just to be clear, we don’t have to be worried about how mad our parents will be? Because they’re going to be really really mad.”

You chuckled, shaking your head with your laughter. “Your parents can’t reach you here, Carlos.”

“Okay then. Good.” He added his fist.

Mal looked over at you. “Come here.” She gestured with her head and you added your fist, nuzzling her temple with your nose whilst the crowd erupted into cheers.

*Thank you for choosing good, Mali.* You muttered in her mind.

*That name is not sticking.* She retorted.

Suddenly, a loud crack of thunder came from above you, but you were not the one to generate it. Green smoke swirled like a rollercoaster before landing behind you, with Ben pulling you back by the wrist.

“I’m back!” Maleficent sang wickedly.

“Go away, Mother.” Mal groaned, even whilst she laughed.

“She’s funny. Oh, I’m so… You’re very funny.” Maleficent snorted.

“Wand me. Chop-chop.”

Mal pointed the wand to Maleficent before throwing it to Fairy Godmother.

“Bibbity-bobbity-”

“Boo.” Maleficent interrupted before her staff glowed, freezing everyone except for herself and the VKs.

She wandered over to your still form, smirking as she took off your tiara. “Ah, the power of a demi-goddess and yet, still can’t break through!” She put it back on your head, albeit crooked.

“Now, where shall we start? Oh, I know!” She pointed the wand at Mal before your ring came flying off of her hand.

“Perfect fit!” Maleficent exclaimed, yet Mal’s eyes pricked with tears.

“Falling in love with a half-fish dyke? Really? Falling in love is not what you want, dearie.”

“You don’t know what I want!” Mal tearfully whined. “Mom, have you ever once asked me what I want? I’m not you!”

“Well obviously! I’ve had years and years and years and... years of practice being evil. You’ll get there.”

“No, I will not.” Mal rebutted. “And I really wish that you had never gotten there yourself. Love is not weak, or ridiculous. It’s actually really amazing.”

She looked over at your still form, noticing how your head had moved slightly. Was that when Maleficent adjusted your tiara?

Anger bubbled in her. “And now I command, wand to my hand!”

Maleficent struggled to keep it in her hand, and eventually failed, pacing around. “Give me the wand, give me the wand!”

“No!” Mal barked back.

“You all... will regret this!” Maleficent howled before green smoke enveloped her, spreading higher and higher.

And then Mal felt a soft hand take hers, looking up to see you standing on shaky legs. “Y/N?! How are you awake?!”

“Demi-goddess.” You grinned at her before a wince left your lips.

“What’s happening?!”

“Don’t worry about me. Fight your Mother, end this.” You kissed her forehead before you threw a spurt of water at the newly formed dragon.

“Hey, you fugly Fae! Fuck you!” You flipped her off before Mal stepped in front of you.

You sent power through your hand on her shoulder as she cast her spell, three chants working to put her Mother into a small lizard state. The quartet rushed down to see the commotion as Fairy Godmother was freed.

But when the rest were freed, Ben’s roar was cut short by your agonising wail.

“Y/N!” He raced up to you before Mal could, her dress holding her down.

“Y/N, what’s happening?!” She asked, kneeling down beside you.

Your dress began to fade as your legs merged together, your tail drier than anything in that room. You leaned into Mal as your breaths became shorter, pain rushing through your body as if hot knives had replaced your bloodstream.

“Ow ow ow ow ow…” You muttered repeatedly.

“She needs to get to a body of salt water.” Fairy Godmother ordered, but there was none nearby.

“Hold on, Y/N. Just hold on.” Mal kissed your temple softly, helping Ben carry you to a car.

They left the back doors open so your tail could extend, but the sun wasn’t helping, making you curl in on yourself. You grabbed onto Mal’s dress and she listened carefully when your mind prodded hers.

*Maleficent… She was taking my magic to fuel herself. I need… I need it back, Mal…*

Mal felt your mind fade away just as the car came to a grinding stop, the enchanted lake just below. Ben and Mal hurriedly brought you to the top of it, the breaks between your breaths getting longer and longer.

“Hurry!” The King and Queen fretted.

Ben and Mal looked at each other before they jumped off, you in their arms. Ben came floating back to the top, having let go of you, and he watched you and Mal sink.

“NO!” He roared above the surface.

Yet, all Mal heard was silence. She held onto you as you sank deeper and deeper, darkness surrounding her. She held onto you and closed her eyes, a spectacle happening around her that she couldn’t even see.

Her magic stretched out of her and enveloped you both, the remnants of your magic being gripped by her tendrils. Steadily, your magical wisps began to grow in size until you both shared half, your eyes opening to adjust to your surroundings.

“Mal!” You exclaimed, watching her eyes flutter shut.

“No no no no no! Come on, come on!” You lightly slapped her cheeks, but that just let air out.

Then your mind kicked in.

And you kissed her.

You forced the water out of her mouth, pushing the oxygen into her lungs with force each time. You didn’t stop until you felt her hands hitting your shoulder sluggishly, her eyes opening to see you.

“You’re okay. By the seas, you’re okay!” You hugged her tightly.

“Yeah, I’m- speaking underwater?!” She gasped for air but you grabbed her wrists.

“It’s okay, I can do that. Make other people breathe underwater for a period of time.” You clarified when she looked confused.

“You scared me.” Mal slapped your shoulder and you chuckled.

“I’m sorry, Mali.”

She shook her head at you before pressing her forehead on yours. “You’re so dumb.”

“I still make you happy though.” You retorted.

She nodded. “So happy.”

You held her by the waist as magic swirled around you both, her dress disappearing as a shorter version revealed itself. She looked down at your tail as swirls began to litter it, looking back up at your love-sick smile.

“What are those?” She pointed at your tail.

“Oh! It’s my royal markings.” You shrugged.

“My my, Princess Y/N Salacia. How beautiful they are.” She teased, watching you grin.

“All the better to place you by my side, Princess Malificent Bertha.”

Mal’s eyes widened. “Are you serious?”

You nodded. “We have this thing, back at home, where we can only communicate telepathically with two important people in our lives. Our closest friend… and our soulmate.”

She nuzzled in close to you, watching your tail swish back and forth as you slowly swam to the surface. “Good luck with Ben. He’s a handful.”

You snickered at her remark, only for your heads to pop out of the water to be met with cheers from Ben and the royals.

“I love you, Mal.” You murmured as your hand came to hold her cheek.

“I love you, Y/N.” She replied. “Now, I’m freezing, and I believe there’s an afterparty.”

You chuckled at her antics before swimming to the stones, helping her out first. You then lifted yourself easily out, your tail converting back to legs whilst your markings from before travelled to your arms.

You held Mal all the way back to the royal afterparty, letting her have a little nap whilst she leaned on you. Her breathing was steady, her body was warm, and her heart was full.

It was enough to send you to sleep too.

A/N - Definitely didn’t stay up until 2:30 because this idea came to me right before I fell asleep. Noooooooooooooo.

#smalls-words #mal x reader #mal descendants #descendants imagines #mal x reader fluff #mal x reader angst #mal x reader hurt/comfort #mal x fem!reader #mermaid!reader #amphitrite!daughter!reader

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