CARLOS

He could feel his friends getting onto him about not being discrete when Audrey’s sister came over. He caused that, and now he had to try to act like a normal person. Not that he wasn’t normal, but interaction with people was hard. And again, that was all on Carlos because he just did not get people sometimes. Social cues weren’t always easy to grasp for him, sure he could point them out when he saw them, but ask him to react to one himself well that was something Carlos truly did struggle with. He was getting better at it, but he could be doing better.

At least they started on neutral ground. Dude, was easily the easiest conversation starter on the planet. If Carlos wasn’t so terrified of big dogs still, he would easily say everyone needed one because it would help overcome so much. He was certain. He looked up, “Genetics,” he said, and then added, “And Evie’s tailoring.” He threw the ball again when Dude deposited it onto the bench beside him.

He knew Audrey, how could he not know Audrey. She hated Mal, Mal was not the kindest to her, and he tried to lessen any hate towards him that he could from the princess. Which did him a few favors, in that he hadn’t been yelled at directly at parents day, probably the first time he escaped being yelled at for whatever reason in his entire life, but he was counting the good things. That definitely counted as good, even if he didn’t like the yelling in general.

“She takes guidance?” he asked an eyebrow raised, realizing it may have come across as rude, but well, Philomena opened up that door. Introductions were odd, he wasn’t exactly sure why it was nice to meet him, and he knew that that was not what should come out of his mouth next, he opted instead for, “I’m Carlos.”

                      “ you must be a proud father, ” mena replies easily, a smile that she hopes is disarming accompanying the tease. now that the dog was closer she could take in all the detail incorporated into his vest, and the princess was more than mildly impressed. “ i think he has nicer clothes than me, even. ” which wasn’t exactly saying much from a young woman who dressed almost exclusively in worn jeans and baggy tees, but the pup deserved the compliment.

                         her gaze follows the ball and the dog bounding after it, her lips only quirking wider fondly. the boy’s comment brings her back, and a huff of laughter surprises her before she’s even had chance to fully process. audrey would be fuming if she knew, but he was------ not wrong. “ occasionally, ” she admits wryly. “ usually when my guidance leads her toward something she already wanted to do. ” 

                      “ carlos. ” testing the name on her tongue is a good waste of time once she’s realized that she really has no idea where exactly she’s supposed to take this conversation. mena nods. “ audrey’s mentioned you once or twice. she cannot stop talking about mal, so the once or twice is probably a good thing. apparently some wild stuff happened at a tourney match? and then parents’ day, of course. but like, other than that, is ap treating you ok? i would be happy to set some royals straight if they’re being shitty. no questions asked. ”

JAY

       There it is. He’s been reading her from the start ( he doesn’t want to think that there’s ever a time that skill would be switched off ) and he sees the moment when his gut instinct had been right on the money. The second the smile’s at her lips – bright and so strange than can it be anything but gullibility ? – Jay knows that he’s just found the easiest mark he’s ever seen. 

       ( did she really just call this place safe ? damn, maybe it is too good to be true. if she thinks anywhere under the barrier is safe then it’s probably not going to be long before the wolves tear her apart. — something to keep in mind. wherever she came from, whatever she wants, she might be useful enough to want around when the pickings are especially slim. ) 

       ❛ Hey, good to know. ❜ Jay’s still got his own smile at his lips, easy and maybe a little warmer looking with the confidence of someone buying all of this, hook line and sinker. ❛ Both things – I thought you’d all be more of a life and death deal, here. It’s just a scratch. So, how does all this work ? ❜ 

                         she can’t help but eye him further once the threat of blood is so successfully subdued. how old was he ? she would guess somewhere around audrey’s age, but there’s also something indescribable about him. something older in the depths of dark eyes, wiser in the set of his easy stance, but there’s undeniable charm in his smile, too, to put auradon’s princes to shame. mena wonders what he might have been there, had grown up in agrabah rather than this desolate place.

                         ( it’s the first time that philomena truly understands how joss grows so attached to the children of their greatest villains. )

                      “ oh, no ! we’re here for everything. life or death, scrapes and bruises, feeling sick, joss can do it all. ” there’s pride in her tone, and she smiles even wider. where mena felt wholly unprepared for any life choices, joss had it all figured out. “ she’s my girlfriend. you’ll love her ! also why i’m here when i can’t handle blood. sorry again. ”

PIERRE

She had a point there… but still, Pierre continued. “I’m not attacking anything right now. We should all see Audrey, and then the three of us can storm the castle ourselves in a few hours.” He tried to compromise. “She needs to know we’re all here for her, especially you. You’re her only sister. Yeah, the big brothers can go and beat up anyone she points to, but you’re the one who’s best at talking to her and everything. We don’t know how to ‘girl talk’, so that’s on you.”

                    she crosses her arms, looking up at her baby brother sternly. ( it was a lot easier to intimidate her little sibs before they had grown taller than her. ) “ listen, p, i am just as emotionally oblivious as any boy, ” mena huffs. it had taken her months to even realize ben and audrey had been talking to begin with. “ i’ve been in one relationship my whole life. i don’t know how to make her feel better after a break up other than embarrassing the HECK out of our future king. ” a pause, as umber eyes squint at her brother. “ wait------ you’re storming the castle with us ? ”

MOM

There was no denying that the news in itself had come as a shock to both the king and queen of Auroria. There had been murmurings here and there, even Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather had whispered among themselves about the rumors. While she herself had taken such words with a grain of salt, she did not want to believe it until she had heard it from her own child herself. She trusted her own flesh and blood more than she would some reporter that thought they knew everything and were ( sometimes ) far from the truth.

As she stood before her daughter, what had shocked her even more than the news itself was the fact that her eldest believed that by abdicating the throne, she had disappointed her. That she would be angry with such a decision. Of course she did not fully understand what brought her to this point ( something she planned on asking her about in due time ), but to feel this action would bring out those negative emotions just made her sad. Did her daughter really think that of her? Had she failed and giving her a space where she felt open with telling her what was really on her mind? She was no perfect mother, but she thought that in that regards, she had tried her best.

Gaze filled with concern, she places her hands on her daughter’s face, cupping her cheeks with the gentlest of rubs from her thumbs. All she could think about was figuring out how to ease her daughter’s pain. She did not want her to be like this for so long. “Child, how could I be mad at you when this a decision that you wanted for yourself? I could never be mad at you for that, or even disappointed. I just wish I was able to be someone you could confide about this without holding onto such a fear.”

                         there is NO ONE closer to philomena than her family, no one she trusts more, no one she could ever imagine to love more. the only thing that keeps her from proudly proclaiming her mother her best friend is that she is perhaps equally close to her father and her siblings. never before has she been able to hide anything from aurora, has not ran to her for advice. ( a part of mena wants to think that she is growing up. another part thinks she is simply being a coward. ) it’s been incredibly hard, incredibly isolating. as scared as she is of her mother’s reaction, it is a relief to finally admit to her thoughts.

                         mena watches her mother, dark gaze flickering over every inch of her mother’s face, looking for any sign of anger or disappointment. she knows it is coming ( has convinced herself it is coming. princesses were supposed to become queens. she must have let her family down. ), but instead aurora cradles her cheeks with gentle hands whose lines phil has practically memorized. the girl melts into the soft touch, her steady mask cracking immediately. “ mom, ” she whispers, her own fingers reaching to cover her mother’s. 

                      “ i’m so sorry. i should have told you. ” her defenses keep slipping and phil sniffs to deny the emotion itching at her throat. her words come flowing like a burst dam, and she couldn’t stop them even if she tried. “ i wanted to. i just------ i couldn’t do it. i couldn’t say it. is that ok? i love you. ”

                     as much fun as messing around on her phone was, seeing her little brother’s smiling face was much more satisfying. their hug is tight, mena giving him a last squeeze before letting go. ( no matter how short the time spent apart was between them, it always felt like AGES. ) “ just got here this morning! i drove all night and passed out as soon as i got home. ” 

                     she can’t help a laugh at her own antics, and her lips quirk in an apologetic smile. “ just me for the weekend. auds is very busy planning her spa vacation with our fairy godmothers. ” still, as much as mena loves having the whole family together, it was nice to get some time alone with her little siblings individually.

                  “ how are you holding up? ” she can’t help feel more than a little guilty, putting so much pressure on brian’s shoulders ( pressure she herself couldn’t handle ) by abdicating, but he would be a great king. 

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Brian walked back to his bedroom after a long day of boring classes and meetings, just wanting to sleep the day off, until he opened his door and saw who was on his bed. 

“Phil! When’d you get back?” He grinned, going to give his big sister a hug. “Just visiting for the weekend? Where’s Audrey?” He and Pierre would see her much more often when they were attending Auradon Prep, but ever since they returned to Auroria, it was Audrey’s turn to get their eldest sister’s undivided attention, while the boys only saw her during these random visits. 

Unlike many other royals in Auradon, Brian was proud that Philomena was brave enough to abdicate from the throne and find a path outside the one that had been laid out for her. It put him next in line, which he didn’t mind at all. Some days were harder than others, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

DANTE

        Dante’s smile faded as he thought over the situation. If it was anyone else Aeron would have warned him against taking something he did not earn. When it came down to common sense alone, Dante knew better. But her cheerful smile and Auradon like happiness brought back some TRUST in her. Slowly he took a candy and smiled up at her. “You’re mother sounds really nice.”

       He figured being scared of the hero kids was getting old. So he pushed his past behind him. “Mena, it’s nice to meet you. Thanks for the candy. My name is legally Dante, but Harry calls me ‘D’. He thinks my name doesn’t fit well.”

                     there’s a sparkle in her eye as he allows her to be generous. the isle is so different from home, danger and bad intentions lurking around each corner ( and mena herself being so awful at spotting both ). it------ not to sound too cheesy but it practically warms her soul to be kind again. “ she’s the BEST. it’s weird, not being able to talk to her everyday anymore. ” her smile slips, just an inch, at the admittance. as much as she told herself that she was finally doing something worthwhile, good company was hard to come by when everyone hated her guts on pure principle.

                     “ dante. very cool, ” mena can’t help but comment, though a beat of silence precedes it. this boy was on nickname-terms with harry? ( harry hook ? ) it couldn’t be. he seemed so nice ! “ what about you? do you actually like d better? ”

                    “ can you guys believe that mom wants you to stop fighting over auds’ love because it is confirmed i am The Favorite. ”

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For those of you who don’t know, I work at an anarchist co-op coffee shop.

Apparently, all the Chicano/Cholo boys in my neighborhood have caught on the the fact that I sneak food and stuff to all the little punk kids and homeless kids at the coffee shop.

There are three in particular who call me Mom. Not Mami, not Ma, Mom. The rest refer to me as “Miss”.

They’ve decided to always have one of the three of them there with me on my night shifts. (Especially after they witnessed the last bad shift where I had to kick a bunch of tweakers out. Said tweakers lit my fucking bulletin board on fire.)

Tonight, one of the boys actually charged up a crackhead who wouldn’t get out when I told him to leave.

About an hour later, I was emptying bus tubs when that same lovely boy walked in and wetted a wash rag. I asked what he was doing and he told me not to worry. So, I went about my business, doing dishes, bussing the main dining tables, etc.

I’d left a broom in the smoking room and a fresh trash bag in the bathroom for once I was done with the dishes.

When I walked out, everything was spotless and the trash had been replaced. He’d wiped all my tables, swept, mopped, and emptied all the ash trays.

He’d also picked the lock on the bathroom so his friend could take out the trash for me. (Which I’m not sure whether I should scold him for. Haha)

They snuck around and did my closing shift duties to thank me for keeping them warm and fed.

I’m fucking crying.

PIERRE

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“I know Ben hurt Audrey, and that was wrong, but why do you and Brian always immediately go on the offensive?” Pierre sighed. “How about instead of going after Ben right now or storming the King’s castle, we just be there for Audrey instead? What good is it to yell at him or beat him up if she won’t even leave her dorm because she’s so embarrassed?”

                    mena sighs, too, making an effort to sound even wearier than her younger brother. he’s RIGHT, and she’s almost torn, but she’s also mad. mad always wins out. “ because we know we have you to even us out. ” the idea of her baby sister being so embarrassed, it honestly breaks her heart. it also nearly makes her see red. “ that’s why there’s three of us. one to storm the castle, one to take on ben, and one to be the good, comforting brother auds needs. ”

JAY

       — Wow. Jay almost misses the moment to cut off the laugh building in the back of his throat; it’s not that he’ll ever forget the importance of maintaining the precise look he needs at any given moment. But he’s just – well, damn, he’s never really seen anyone so soft. He considers the possibilities – it’d be nothing at all to let his hand hang over the sheet until the blood beading at his knuckles loses its hold and falls to the counter. There’s no doubt in his mind that she’d freak a lot harder than what he’s seeing now. But he’s got more weapons in his arsenal than brute force alone; after a moment there’s a grin at his lips and before he can let his injured hand hang over the counter, he lets it slip casually under the counter’s lip, only bracing his elbow against the surface. 

       ❛ Sure, sure, ❜ he replies, easy and sharp as a knife’s edge – same as the smile he’s wearing. ❛ Do I need one ? Maybe I just wanted to see if this place was for real. ❜ 

                       she can vaguely see something like the boy shifting what she assumes is his injured arm below the ledge and outside of her direct line of sight. fairies bless him. and here her parents were so worried about this new life choice. that the isle was full of hoodlums. and, alright, maybe this boy was some sort of------ some sort of kid that got in fights or something ( she actually had no idea how to classify him ? ), but mena already likes him better than she had ever liked audrey’s little friend chad. a bright, friendly smile is offered ( one joss keeps telling her she needs to stop handing out so readily ) so different from his. “ i mean, you’re bleeding. that’s probably good enough reason to come to a clinic. ”

                      umber eyes nearly roll, but there’s a forgiving lilt to her voice, reassuring and indulgent at the same time. it’s the tone of someone who’s been taught to pity, not fear, so sure that no one would ever dare try to hurt her or lie to her, let alone WANT TO. “ it’s all confidential, too. coming here isn’t going to hurt your rep or anything. you’re SAFE here. ”

CARLOS

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Carlos was the last of the VKs to find out Audrey had a sister, mainly because he didn’t pay attention that closely to people, especially if the information did not benefit him. He was however the first to not be surprised by the fact. He had family members that weren’t always talked about, Diego, being said family member, it didn’t really surprise him when he heard about it.

Meeting her was a completely different matter all together. Now Carlos and Mal were friends, and he was not a fan of Audrey— not really. So when Carlos first saw Audrey’s sister in real life, it was on campus and he wasn’t exactly sure what to think. He wasn’t even sure why the older princess would be on campus in the first place, unless their was a siblings day that no one told him about. And if no one told him about, even though Diego was technically his cousin he would be incredibly offended for Fairy God Mother to not try and contact him.

Carlos was making his way to a picnic table, he was supposed to be meeting with someone about obtaining an actual service dog, he was avoiding said meeting. One dog was all he could handle, two meant a risk of things he was not willing to risk, not to mention a dog bigger than Dude was not happening. He didn’t mean to discriminate against bigger dogs, but bigger dogs had all the potential in the world. Dude was enough for him. The said dog gave a few barks at him, and he placed the dog on the ground, he hopped right back up on the bench and nuzzled at Carlos’ bag. Rolling his eyes he reached into his bag and pulled out a ball, throwing it. The dog was off, and he was left trying not stare to much at Audrey’s sister.

It wasn’t supposed to be creepy, but knew things, in an environment that was finally comfortable, new people in said environment put him on edge. He didn’t care that this was Auradon, new people meant anything could happen, he still remembers Parent’s Day and how that had been going well, till it wasn’t going well anymore. So he was watching, doing his best to be discrete about it, because if he wasn’t discrete he could practically here Mal and probably Jay too telling him off for his lack of skills in that department.

                       visiting audrey was easier now. at least in terms of location. emotionally, actually talking to her baby sister ? that was still hard. in some ways mena didn’t, couldn’t understand why she was upset with her. being the crown princess was fully within her sister’s capabilities.  auds would be able to handle it, but what mena did understand was the pressure. she had hefted quite a bit of pressure onto her little sister’s already loaded shoulders. and she was trying to help, now that they were both older. now that mena understood herself better she could really help audrey, but it seemed that she didn’t WANT it.

                       but while philomena couldn’t take being the heir to a throne as seriously as she should have, she did take being a big sister more seriously than anything. and if auds wouldn’t take her help at first she would wear her down until she did with visits ( she guessed that her sister could only ignore her so long. she had yet to be proved right so far ). the wearing down, of course, was taking longer than she expected, and her helpful, maybe even intrusive, manner had to go somewhere.

                       which brought her to freckled boy whose gaze she could feel on her. carl ? carlos ? the parents’ day FIASCO had been big talk at home before she moved out. ( nana had been particularly embarrassed about her behavior. ) it was interesting, seeing cruella de vil’s son playing fetch with a spunky little mutt. he might have looked unsure, maybe even nervous ( she also might have been projecting ), but most of all she missed her own dog, a golden retriever her new flat just didn’t have the room for. “ cute pup, ” she greets, the picture of nonchalance as she approaches the picnic table, easily, if not exactly gracefully, taking a seat across from him. 

                    “  i’m philomena. audrey, i’m assuming you know auds, is my little sister. i’m trying to give her some guidance, she’s not exactly feeling it. anyway, HEY, nice to meet you. ”

AUDS

“ oh come on mena! they are the children of villains and what i said wasn’t even that bad! ” 

                    “ yeah, you’re right. they’re children. you’re all CHILDREN, auds ! ” but honestly she doesn’t want to be mad at her baby sister. “ you’re better than this. ”

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d2 but instead of b.obby m.oynihan as dude’s voice actor it’s j.ohn mulane.y doing his petunia impression

She always gives me this look of like, “Oh, the things I have seen, you cocksucker. You have no idea. The Gestapo threw my printing press into a river. But, go, tell your fucking jokes. Bring me my dish.”

                    “ I’M NOT MAD------ i’m just disappointed. actually, you know what. i’m also pretty mad. ”

EVIE

               ❛            mena - no one  is too cool for you. Don’t even say that. Audrey is just going through a - phase? ❜   Evie offered. Though she considered Carlos to be like a brother to her, she had little experience with siblings.  ❛  You know what? I could use a break, too. I don’t mind staying! ❜

                    “ yeah, and the phase is ‘ high school is my life and my sister is the WORST.’ ” which is rich coming from miss ‘ having her own personal pity party ’ over here. mena flops back onto her sister’s bed, barely shifting to look at the isle princess from her spot of desolation. “ thank you ! you’re saving my sanity. how’s auradon treating you ? ”