《Descendants: Lost Auradonian Queen》The plan to destroy Auradon
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MALEFICENT'S POV:
"You will go to Auradon and find the magic wand and bring it back to me. Easy-peasy!" I explained while filing my sharp, talon-like nails.
"What's in it for us?" Mal sassed with her hand on her hip.
"Matching thrones, her's-and-her's crowns." I shrugged.
"Umm, I think she meant us," Carlos mentioned.
I rolled my eyes, noticing my daughter's wandering stare, and tossed the file across the room, getting Mal's attention once again. "It's all about you and me baby." I grinned as she frowned. "Do you enjoy watching people suffer?" I asked as I leant in closer to make sure Mal would agree.
"Well yeah who doesn't?" Mal answered, a smug look on her face.
"Well then get me that wand!" I exclaimed as the others jumped at the volume of my voice, I just ignored them. "With the power of the wand and my sceptre, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"
"Our will." EQ corrected. Cruella pointed in agreement and Jafar turned around, barely listening in on the conversation.
"Our will, our will." I amended with a roll of my eyes, I snapped my fingers to get Mal's attention again. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life missy!" I smirked as Mal looked shocked and afraid.
"What!? Mom!" Mal whined.
"Ah!" I silenced her, leaning towards her and started our usual staring contest, Mal lost, as per usual. So weak and pathetic.
"Fine, whatever." She gave in with an eye roll, obviously sour about her loss.
"I win!" I smirked, doing my victory pose.
"Evie!" EQ called, gaining the prissy girl's attention. "My little evil-ette in training! You must find a prince with a huge mother-in-law wing..." EQ grinned, how dumb to want such materialistic things when she could get revenge.
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"And lots and lots of mirrors!" EQ and Evie finished simultaneously, almost making me gag in disgust.
Evie laughed dreamily but was stopped by EQ. "No laughing! Wrinkles!" EQ scolded. I face-palmed, what is wrong with her!?
"Carlos is not going since I'd miss him too much," Cruella smirked.
I looked up at the boy who looked hopeful. How dumb he is. "Really mom?" He asked.
"Of course! Who would touch up my roots, fluff my fur, and scrub the bunions off my feet?" Cruella asked as she flung up her foot, Carlos caught it but dropped it in disgust.
"Maybe a new school wouldn't hurt after all." He admitted to himself.
"Carlos, they have dogs in Auradon." Cruella cooed to her now terrified son.
"Oh no no no I'm not going!!!" Carlos squeaked, clinging to his mom. I groaned in disappointment and annoyance at the children I have to work with.
"Well, Jay isn't going either. I need someone to stock the shelves in my store." Jafar exclaimed. Aren't they all just so cute? Looking for any excuse to keep their kids here. Disgraceful.
Jafar pulled his son over to a corner in the room and began to empty out his pockets. "A lamp!" Jafar gasped happily as he practically threw himself to grab it. I scoffed in complete disbelief, there's no reason a genie would be here and he would know that if he took his head out of the gutter and saw where we were.
Jafar began to desperately rub it but his son grabbed his hands, forcing him to stop. "Dad, I already tried," he said sadly, Jafar grunted with disapproval before shoving it back into Jay's hands.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL!?" I exclaimed as everyone turned to look at me. "People used to cower at the mention of our names, now look what we are reduced too!" I wanted to bash all of their heads together rid me of their idiocy. "For twenty years they have robbed us of our revenge! Revenge on Snow While and those stupid dwarfs." I listed. EQ gasped in offence and anger. "Revenge on Aladdin and that cursed genie!" I pointed to Jafar.
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"I will-" Jafar shouted angrily but Jay pulled him back.
"Revenge on every Dalmatian that escaped your clutches!" I turned to Cruella.
"Oh but they didn't get the baby. Hahahaha they didn't get the baby! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Cruella laughed madly. I could see Mal look away with disbelief, I'm glad someone noticed how ridiculous these people are.
"And I, Maleficent, the Mistress of Evil, will finally get my revenge on Sleeping Beauty." I ranted looking into EQ's mirror, everyone watched me as though I had gone mad. "Her and that puny prince." I grinned before dropping the mirror back on the table "Villans!" I exclaimed, gaining their attention.
"Yes?" Everyone chorused.
"Our time has come. EQ, give her the magic mirror." I ordered with a smirk before leaving the room to get Briar.
BRIAR'S POV: OUTFIT- https://pin.it/OQvx2U2
I was so happy to be leaving the Isle that as I was packing I was singing Beauty And The Beast, the only song I remember from my childhood, it all made sense now and I couldn't wait to go to Auradon.
When the door opened to reveal Maleficent I grinned and grabbed my suitcase, pushing past her and running down the stairs to the limousine that was parked outside with a man in an Auradon guard uniform, just like the one from my dream, stood beside it "Hi there, sir." I grinned at him as he bowed respectfully.
"Hello, I don't mean to offend or anything but you look just like a younger version of Queen Belle." He smiled as I grinned.
"Do I?" He nodded. "Thank you, sir," I said as I handed him my suitcase and climbed into the car, anxiously anticipating the ride to Auradon.
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