Untitled Descendants drabble (2015-07-31)

They’re rotten to the core.

It’s hard not to be, considering who their parents are.

They’re the meanest, cruelest, most ruthless, and most evil on an island already filled with all of Auradon’s more unsavory characters.

And they’re all siblings.

Four of the worst villains forced to share real estate? Either they’d kill each other or… collaborate.

Jay’s the first, the oldest, a product of a rare moment of intimacy between his parents. His existence led to the girls’ mothers wanting scions of their own. And, after seeing infant Evie and Mal become witches in the making, Cruella wanted one just for herself–hence Carlos.

With pedigrees like that, raised in an environment like that, no wonder why they’re the Isle’s biggest bads.

Mother says that this is their chance for revenge. But as far as Mal is concerned? She doesn’t want to waste her own opportunity for power on a failure’s paltry schemes.

Why take power and hand it over to some has-been when she could just keep it for herself?

They were always greater than their parents. Why settle for dusty old dreams, when they can make their own a reality?

Evie doesn’t need a mirror to know she’s beautiful. She doesn’t need one to know she’s smart and talented, either. Why would Evie choose some airhead of a prince nowhere near in line for the throne, when she can build her own future?

The poisoned apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, maybe, but her poisons are far more deadly–and fetch a much higher price. Clothes and jewels certainly aren’t going to pay for themselves. Though having the heir to the kingdom’s gemstone mines wrapped around her little finger? Terribly convenient, wouldn’t you say?

Carlos has never seen a dog before, but he’s always been told that they’re rabid pack animals. Mom may have gotten the rabid part wrong, but they’re definitely pack animals–and once a dog has made you its alpha, they’ll fight a dragon for you.

He flees the Isle as soon as he can because he knows there’s way more out there for him. Here’s something Mom never taught him: a hint of kindness beats any amount of cruelty in getting what you want. Whether with animals or humans, he’s more suited to the title of charming than those princes ever were.

One thing Jay has known his entire life is that a group is stronger than an individual. It’s written in his bones, woven deep into the fiber of his being, because that’s what being an older brother is all about. He parrots what his father says–nonsense about there not being a team in I–because that’s all his father ever expects from him.

But he’s more than that, he knows it, and his siblings know it, that’s all that matters. There’s a reason Jafar couldn’t hold on to the throne when he had it. You can’t be a leader if you’re alone. And anyway, it’s better to be a winner as a follower, than a loser as a loner.

Though, as long as he’s the fist? He’s perfectly happy

The way Mal sees it? She can hand the wand over to Mother and watch the world crumble into the festering ruins like the Isle, or she could hand it back to a fairy who doesn’t use it. Who displays it in plain sight, in a museum she and her siblings have already broken into with less than a day of preparation.

Not that she needs a paltry stick for power. No, power isn’t magic–though she has enough of that–it’s words. So easy to turn a daughter against her mother, to have future queens in her debt, to make a boy king fall in love.

Every good King has a Queen. And every great Witch has a Beast.

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A/N: HAHAHAHA, guess who is baby-sitting their younger cousins and had to watch ALL TWO HOURS OF THE DISNEY ORIGINAL MOVIE DESCENDANTS!

That’s right. It’s me.

And… uh, somewhat not fully complimentary review of the movie under the cut.

edit: now on ao3 as part of Nameless, Worthy (Infamous)

It was so absolutely soul rending and awkward that I accidentally cussed in front of my younger cousins (ie: bullshit).

I mean, the premise was already cringe-worthy, but the actual movie was just… agh. Like… agh. It wasn’t even like with High School Musical where you could maybe suspend your disbelief long enough to accept jocks singing and dancing to a song about how they don’t dance. This movie was like… why. Why. Why is there a song with flashbacks to something you literally just showed five minutes ago, why.

Buuuuut. There were a few nuggets of… well, not gold, but possibly salvageable stuff which, obviously, they did not deign to go into WHATSOEVER. And I have a lot of questions about things which will never be answered but which, well… hence this drabble.

I’m so sorry. But this was the only way I could live with myself after watching that, and basically it’s that instead of ~turning good~ the kids stay evil. And are in fact more evil than their parents because they don’t just obediently follow their parents’ wishes, they take the opportunity to get power for themselves. And, well, the end Mal’s eyes are all evil magic green as she winks at the camera behind King/Prince Ben’s back and I’m just like… well obviously she’s going to take this train all the way to the end of the line. Which is Queen of a conglomerated magical kingdom with her gang/siblings in key positions.

As far as I’m concerned? They’re still rotten to the core, they just learned subtlety. Which was SORELY NEEDED IN THAT MOVIE.

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