Friday, August 10, 2018

An Alternate Ending of Auradon Part 2: Two


Chapter One~

            Evie finishes the final touches on her mannequin, and then turns to Mal, "What now?"
            "What now?" Mal repeats. "We've got the whole Isle to decorate now."
            Carlos tells her, "That's going to take a while."
            "We have our entire lives here now," Mal says.
            Evie looks around at all three of her friends. "This is serious."
            "What do you mean?" Carlos asks.
            "I mean, we left Auradon," Evie shrugs. "I so felt like I belonged there, but I just up and left everybody I love."
           Carlos starts to say something, but Mal holds up a hand to stop him. "Our friends are dying. Our parents are making sure of that. We had to make sure not to be there. But if you need to go back…”
            "No," Evie is quick to shake her head. "I lost the one person I needed there. Now all I need is you. Carlos and Jay too."
            "Then the four of us will make this work." Mal looks around at all of her friends. She says, "Because we're rotten."
            The other three finish for her, "To the core."

Saturday, May 5, 2018

An Alternate Ending of Auradon Part 2: One


“Shall we?” Evie holds her arm out Mal.
“We shall,” Mal takes it as they step into the threshold of the Bargain Castle.
“I’ve never been here before,” Evie takes it all in.
“Well, here it is.” Mal wanders off from Evie, to the farthest end of the room. She turns with a sweeping gesture to all of the others, “This is my crib.”
Jay walks up to her and nuzzles his nose against her neck. “You missed it, didn’t you?” he asks.
“Well, yeah,” she laughs, playfully pushing him away. “Of course. Everybody misses their home.”
“I don’t,” Evie speaks low.
“What do you mean, you don’t?” Mal turns toward her.
“I don’t miss my home,” Evie meets her purple-haired friend’s eye, shrugging her shoulders. “I felt like I belonged in Auradon way more than I ever did on the Isle!”
“But we can’t go back,” Mal blanches.
“And it’s all our fault,” Evie looks down.
“Come on, guys!” Carlos speaks up for the first time since they stepped foot in the castle. “It’s not our fault that our parents are evil. And, besides, we have the entire Isle to ourselves now. We can do whatever we want.”
“You’re right,” Mal looks at him. She turns slowly to the other two, “Let’s do some decorating.”