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chloe-the-ice-queen · 3 years ago

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This Doesn’t Mean We’re Friends - Ch. 2

Hey guys! Another chapter done and posted, I hope y’all enjoy it!! Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist, I probably won’t cap it unless I really need to :)

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Marinette and Chloe rode in the Bourgeois limo from Marinette's bakery to the Grand Paris. Chloe filled her in on what to expect and what to do. "I'll be with you most of the time, so I can tell you who to steer clear of, and who you should try to talk to. I'll try to introduce you to a few people I know would be interested in your designs. You made that dress, right?"

"Yeah, designed and created it from scratch." Chloe eyed Marinette's dress appreciatively. It was tastefully made, the dark blue complementing the girl's dark hair and bluebell eyes. The top was halter-style, with a high neckline and no sleeves. It fit Marinette's form, with rhinestones glittering on her torso. The bottom half of her dress was long and elegant, falling loosely to the floor, the front hem higher than the back, showing off Marinette's silver heels. It wasn't half bad.

It was actually quite impressive, as most of Marinette's designs were. She had upgraded from her normal pink capris and grey cardigan outfit after Lila had come back to school, transitioning to a more stylish, modern look. But this dress was nothing less than gorgeous on the small girl, but wasn't overly classy and overdone like some dresses she was sure to see throughout the night. It looked nice, but it didn't look like she was showing off, which Chloe could appreciate.

Chloe herself wore a sleek, sleeveless yellow dress that highlighted her fair skin and bright blue eyes. Chloe's hair flowed freely around her shoulders, curled and styled, while Marinette had hers up in an elegant bun, with loose curls framing her face. Together, the two girls contrasted each other, but the stark differences went well together.

As they pulled up to the front of the hotel, paparazzi and reporters swarmed the red carpet, bombarding the famous partygoers.

"They shouldn't be too interested in us, but just ignore them." Chloe advised Marinette, before opening her door and sliding out of the car. Marinette slipped out behind her, adjusting to the flashing of cameras and the buzz of conversation. She shut the door behind her, and joined Chloe in walking up the front steps.

Just going to the event was sure to bring her some recognition, especially accompanied by Chloe, but she wasn't too worried about being bombarded by paparazzi. Only a few reporters bothered them, and as instructed, Marinette tuned them out.

Once they entered the ballroom, the chatter became more of a dull roar. Chloe greeted a few people mingling just inside the doorway, before they were accosted by a very familiar voice. Adrien, who was dragging a disgruntled Lila along behind him. "Hey guys! It's nice to see you here!" Adrien enthused.

"I'm sure." Chloe said, unamused. "Now if you don't mind, we need to-"

"I thought that you could introduce us to some of your friends here, Chloe. That way Lila can make some new friends-" Adrien interrupted. Lila suddenly looked interested in their conversation.

"Well, since we know how many connections Lila has, I'm sure she doesn't need me to introduce her to anyone." Said Chloe.

"Don't be like that Chl-"

"Chloe!!" Someone near them half shouted, turning the heads of people around them. A boy around their age was walking over to them, waving. "I wasn't sure if you'd come or not. It's been a while."

"Henri!" Chloe said, looking entirely amused. "I haven't spoken to you since that party in London."

"I doubt either of us will ever be invited to that again." Henri said, making Chloe laugh. Now that he was closer, Marinette studied him. He was very handsome, objectively, of course. The kind of easy beauty that makes you want to laugh or cry. He had dark brown curls, and kind brown eyes that sparkled with amusement. When he glanced at her, she felt her face flush a little. Chloe and the stranger, Henri, traded stories and jokes for a minute, while the other three observed. Adrien seemed to recognize the newcomer, and Lila was waiting for her chance to jump into the conversation.

"Now," his voice was quieter, teasing, but making sure the other three heard him as well. "You should introduce me to your very pretty friend here. I don't believe I've seen her at any of your events before." He smirked at Chloe, who rolled her eyes.

"This is-"

"Lila, nice to meet you." The green eyed girl said, sticking out her hand, which he ignored, looking at her with annoyance and slight disbelief, if Marinette had to guess.

Chloe seemed taken aback, "This is Marinette, an amazing up-and-coming designer who my mother and Gabriel Agreste have both scouted for their brands." She turned to Marinette, "This is my friend Henri, his parents are both models and his mother is a designer my mother has collaborated with. I'm sure the two of you have quite a lot in common, so why don't we go find a table to chat?"

"Why don't we come with you? You know that I happen to be friends with quite a few designers and models myself, I might be able to give some input." Lila said, while Adrien, who had been looking angry at Chloe, perked up.

He and his date began to follow the trio, when Chloe said, "Sorry, you two, but my mom reserved a table just for three. And I'm sure Lila can get you guys seats next to someone much more important anyways." She grabbed Marinette and pulled her along with her to a table near the front, Henri following behind them.

"Adrien's gotten worse since last time." The boy remarked as they sat down.

Marinette looked at him disapprovingly, when Chloe responded, "I agree. I thought it was just because of his dad, but his social skills have somehow become even worse since he started going to school."

Marinette looked surprised. Probably because she felt surprised. Didn't Chloe like Adrien? Wasn't he her best friend? Maybe they had a falling out, or maybe Chloe had stopped liking Adrien for the same reason Marinette had. Whatever the case, they could all agree on one thing.

"That girl is nasty." Henri said. "Do you know her?"

Marinette and Chloe looked at each other. "Unfortunately," Chloe supplied. "She's in our class."

"Ah, my apologies. Anyways, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Marinette. If you're as good as Chloe said, I'm sure I'll be seeing you around more."

Marinette smiled as Chloe said, "She is quite talented. She made the dress she's wearing."

The bluenette looked at her shoes under the table. "Ah, an excellent designer then. I'll be sure to mention you to my parents when I get the chance. In the meantime, though, Chloe, I need to be going. I need to talk to a few people before I head out, it was good to see you again."

The three stood, and Henri turned and hugged Chloe, and then turned to Marinette. She smiled. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Henri."

"The pleasure is mine, I'm sure." Henri said, and took Marinette's hand, kissing the back of her knuckles lightly, his eyes teasing. Marinette laughed, blushing slightly.

The trio separated, Chloe pulling Marinette off to meet other people.

Through the entire interaction, two pairs of green eyes watched the small group from across the room. One filled with jealousy, one with annoyance and maybe a little sadness too.

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Throughout the night, Chloe introduced Marinette to dozens of people. A few designers, models, artists, business moguls, celebrities, you name it. In return, Marinette stayed with Chloe and endured tedious conversations she had to engage in for her parents' sake. Chloe would never admit it, but having the baker girl there was nice, it made the evening slightly less unbearable.

For the bluenette, it was great exposure into the fashion world. She got to meet several of her idols and make connections with influential people. People started to hear about her designs, many of them admired the dress she wore that showcased her budding talent.

Style Queen herself was thrilled to see her there. Chloe had let her mother know who she was bringing once Marinette was invited, of course, but Audrey was still happy to see her favorite young designer.

At the end of the evening, Marinette and Chloe rode back to the Dupain-Cheng bakery together. When the limo pulled to a stop, Marinette started to get out, then paused. "Thank you so much for everything Chloe. I know you don't like me much, but tonight was so much fun and I'm so grateful that you introduced me to so many people. And thank you for inviting me to come with you, even if it was just to tick off Lila." Marinette gushed, honestly honored by Chloe's thoughtfulness, even if it was caused by spite.

"Yeah whatever, you're welcome Dupain-Cheng, this doesn't mean we're friends, okay?" Chloe grumbled.

Marinette smiled. "Good night, Chloe." She closed the door before Chloe could respond, and walked into the bakery.

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When Marinette went to bed that night, she went to sleep with a happy buzz in her chest, Tikki nestled beside her on the pillow.

Alrighty then, I guess that’s Chapter 2 done! I hope y’all liked it!! And that should also be the end of these super short chapters, the next one will definitely be a lot longer, and will hopefully be posted sometime tomorrow?? I love you guys, thanks for all your support!

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cesium-sheep · 4 years ago

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patterns/notes for the shit I made for christmas 2020, mostly standard US abbreviations probably. (I saved this in a draft because there were multiples of some items, I’m posting it basically exclusively to get it out of my drafts.)

a lot of them are missing notes about where to end, those are generally just done by feel (eg the little blanket square).

mug cozy: ch 9. sc across for 7 rows. inc, inc, sc, sc, inc, sc, inc, inc. sc across. bp/fp dc for ~11″. sc across. dec, dec, sc, sc, dec, sc, dec, dec. sc across with 8ch/4 row button hole (sl st to ch).

gaiter: 10mm hook. sc 30 sts wide until it can comfortably slipped on over the head. sl st together. (audrey’s scarf is same just longer)

shawl: ch 4. dc, ch 3, 2dc in 1st ch. 2dc at each end, [ch 3, sc in ch-sp, ch 3].

cat blanket: 90+2 foundation chain, hdc and crossed hdc rows. 3 row sc edging, 2sc in each ch2 on sides

Gay blanket: 190+2 foundation chain, hdc, black text, rainbow edging. pattern itself is 205x58, so 10 rows of white on each end and 66 sts of white on each side of each row. counted out each row in a doc. (this one got scrapped and never completed)

blanket square: cast on 70, 2x2 ribbing

wall hanging: ch 70+1, sc across for 80 rows, then ~circle-style dec to a point (sc2tog scx8, sc across, sc2tog scx7, sc across, sc2tog scx6, sc across, sc2tog scx5, sc across, sc2tog scx5, sc across, sc2tog scx7, sc across, sc2tog at edges and center every other row (alternate with sc across) until there are 9 sts left. sc2tog sc, sc2tog, sc3tog.) then embroider text.

leg warmers: pattern as written despite gauge change (velvet, 6.5mm). 18 rows up. make sure to bphdc around stitch you joined to too (for mom’s: 5 grey 2 white 1 grey 2 pink 1 grey 2 white 5 grey then ribbing, flip rightside out for top ribbing). base pattern: https://stitchesnscraps.com/crochet-leg-warmers-peppermint-candy/

hat (bernat velvet, 6.5mm): magic ring, dc 12. dc 2 in each. dc around. [dc2 in 1, dc] around. dc around. alternate between inc and dc around until [dc2 in 1, dc x3] (aka 5-count), then dc around for 4 rows. bp/fpdc ribbing for 2 rows.

miscellaney pouches: 4mm instead of 3.75mm, reverse row order of orange portion (ch21, 3 rows sc, ch4 button hole, 7 rows sc, blo, 14 rows sc, join center w sc row (blo of white, all of blue; right side out, loose thread top left), blo, 14 rows sc then continue around (make sure to hit the corner stitch of the insert in line with the joining row, blo of insert). base pattern: https://www.mooglyblog.com/nifty-needle-case/#_a5y_p=4814362

sweater for taran (1x): add 1 to foundation chain, extend the panels to 80 rows instead of 62 (20 rows of each color but "main” (purple) stripe gets halved (to top and bottom)). do work-flat ribbing for sleeve cuffs instead of ribbing in the round, what kind of fucking animal wrote this pattern (32 rows, 12st wide), then join and continue as written from round 6 onwards - except ch1 instead of ch2 to reduce seam bump. slip stitch instead of sewing the side seams (to 3 rows into blue). 2-row buttonholes (ch4 then next row slst2tog at top, rows 4/5), also ch2 = 1st dc on neckline ribbing. base pattern: https://www.sewrella.com/free-crochet-cardigan-pattern-everyday-cardigan/

#crafts #crochet #christmas #long post #readmore #crochet pattern #if you wanna see photos of this junk it's all under my crochet tag except the gay blanket which I didn't finish #I got two rows into the colorwork went 'shit it's not lining up' and quit.

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corrahdarling · 7 years ago

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The Cure- Ch. 7- Roses

TITLE OF STORY: The Cure CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter 6 of ? AUTHOR: loveCorrah WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor!Tom and OFC Olivia GENRE: Romance, Angst, Smut FIC SUMMARY: After Tom has to take his sick niece to the pediatrician, he strikes up a fancy for the beautiful Doctor. The more he finds out about Olivia, the more he wants to know. How will he react when secrets about her past come to light? RATING: Explicit (eventually!) WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: FEEDBACK/COMMENTS: So sorry that it’s taken so long to get a new chapter up… this is a long one. :) If you need a reminder of Chapter 6, you can find it here! Feedback is always wanted and valued! <3C

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After slipping back into his jeans, Tom fell back into Livi’s fluffy bed and pondered the night before. The way her soft skin felt against his… how she sounded as he pleasured her… the way the beautiful ink on her sides moved as she squirmed in her bed… the way she smelled as he buried his nose in her hair – like roses and amber. He could smell that scent all around him. Her pillows smelled of it, her sheets… and now him. He knew that he probably needed a shower before he left the flat, but he couldn’t bear to wash her off. Her bedroom was rather bare, spare for a mirrored bedside table. On it, was a photo of herself and another woman. The other woman laid her head on Livi’s shoulder, and they were in front of a beautiful lake. He made a mental note to ask her who this other woman was later. She couldn’t hide herself from him forever, could she?

He swung his legs over the side of the bed, and padded into the kitchen to find some food. He couldn’t believe that things were progressing as quickly as they were with Olivia. He really liked her, and hoped that she wouldn’t be scared off by the feelings that he knew were beginning to develop. He made himself an egg, sunny side up, and a couple pieces of toast, that he enjoyed while sitting on her couch. He chuckled to himself as he looked around the living room. What was he thinking, getting involved with a woman that could potentially hurt him? Although, if he was going to be hurt, he’d prefer it to be by a woman like Olivia. His phone rang and vibrated against the coffee table. When he looked at the screen, he could see that it was a Facetime Call. “Oh, Chris H. wants to Facetime with me, does he?” He accepted the call and watched as a large blond man came into view on the screen. “Hey, Mate!” “Morning, Chris!” “Where in the world are you?” Chris asked as he looked at Tom’s background. The last he knew, Tom didn’t have pink pillows and a picture of Audrey Hepburn hanging on his wall. “Oh, uh… I’m at Olivia’s flat… a woman I met.” “Ah, yes, I saw her on the internet.” “She wasn’t too fond of having her name and picture all over the gossip sites.” “I can imagine not. That’s hard for some people to handle.” Tom nodded but diverted his eyes to the bookshelf. “Anyway, I’ll be landing soon.” “Are you sure you don’t want me to come pick you up at the airport?” “No… no…I’m renting a car. I’ve got some things to do while I’m in London.” “Well, alright, then. See you a little later.” “Later, mate.” They ended the call, and he finished eating and washed his dishes, leaving the kitchen as clean as it was before he started cooking. He needed to get a move on, as he had to get to rehearsal. He had a performance tonight, and a party afterward. He quickly slipped back into his t-shirt and black cardigan, pulled his suede boots on, and made his way out the door, making sure to lock it on the way out.

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Olivia made her way through London traffic to the hospital, and pulled into her parking spot in the parking garage. She pulled her coat and bags from the passenger seat, locked her car, and walked toward the hospital entrance. She tried not to think about Tom. She tried to not think about how glorious it felt to have his weight on top of her… and she tried not to think about how warm and affectionate he had been the night before. She had done so well as to stay out of relationships until now… what was she thinking? She was letting herself begin to fall in love with this man, and as hard as she tried to decide to go to Washington, she just couldn’t. It had been so easy to run away before… but she couldn’t make up her mind to run away this time. “Morning, Doc.” “Morning, Claire. When’s my first appointment?” She asked as she slipped into her white doctor’s coat. “8:30.” Olivia looked at her watch, which read 8:10 a.m. “Thank goodness. I need some coffee. Can I bring you some?” “I don’t think so, Doc.” After returning from the cafeteria with a large cup of coffee, Olivia took a seat in her office and began doing some paperwork before her first appointment arrived. Her phone vibrated in the pocket of her doctor’s coat. She bit her lip as the name ‘Thomas H.’ appeared on her phone.

8:21 A.M.

I hope you made it to work safely. I noticed the traffic’s a bit congested this morning. I made myself an egg, and let myself out. Don’t fret, I locked the door behind me. Have a lovely day, Olivia. If you change your mind about the party, let me know.

-TH

She sighed. She wished she could go to the party with Tom, but things just weren’t that simple. Her life would never be that simple.

8:24 A.M.

Thanks, Tom. I’m glad you had breakfast. I’m sorry that I tried to leave without waking you this morning. I’m terrible with these morning after things. I had a great night last night… with you. -O

8:28 A.M.

I had a fantastic time with you too, Olivia. When can I see you again? Hopefully I won’t have to fly all the way to Washington to do it? -TH

She smiled as she replied to his text.

8:30 A.M.

No, I’ve decided to finish out my time here in London. I’ll be here for 3 more months at least, but then I can’t promise anything. I‘ll have to go where I’m called. Have a good day, Tom. Break a leg tonight. -O

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She turned her phone on silent as she saw her first few patients – including twin toddlers with colds, 2 babies with ear infections, and a teenager with a broken wrist. When she finished putting the boy’s arm in a cast, she went to the nurse’s station outside the door to fill in some of her charts. “Olivia, you’ve got a visitor… he’s been waiting in your office for a while now.” Claire said as she approached Livi from the back. Her stomach dropped. “A visitor? Who is it?” “You’d never believe me if I told you.” Livi huffed. “Oh, I bet I would… with the way my luck has been going… So? Who is it?” “Chris Hemsworth.” Claire giggled. “Who?” “Oh my gosh, Olivia. Chris Hemsworth! Thor!” “Ohh… Why would he be in my office?” Claire shrugged. “I don’t know. This is the second hot actor you’ve had in here in the last two weeks. Maybe I need to be asking for your secrets…” “Uh… no, it’s not like that.” Livi said as she slowly walked toward the closed door of her office. She knocked lightly before poking her head in and eyed the very large actor sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk. She extended her hand to him. “Hello, Mr. Hemsworth. I’m Olivia Beckett. What can I do for you today?”

“Oh, please call me Chris. It’s wonderful to meet you, Dr. Beckett.” Her eyebrows raised in question as she stared at this blond man that was nearly as tall as a tree. His accent was definitely Australian. She recognized it from her time in Brisbane. “Oh, I’ll bet you’re wondering what I’m doing here.” “As a matter of fact, I am.” She smiled at him. “Take a seat, please.” She motioned to the chair before closing her office door. “It’s not every day that I get famous actors in my office.” “Ah, yes...” He hesitated, and seemed almost uncomfortable. “Dr. Beckett,-” “Please, call me Olivia.” He grinned a wide, white smile. “Okay, Olivia… I, uh… I just wanted to meet the woman that my best friend was falling for.” “Your best friend?” Suddenly, she remembered Tom saying something about his friend flying in today. Surprise! “I assume you mean Tom.” “Yes. He won’t stop talking about you. He has no idea I’m here, by the way, so let’s keep it between us, please.” “Hmm… how did you find me, if he doesn’t even know you’re here?” He chuckled. “Well, it wasn’t that hard. Your picture and name is all over the internet.” “Oh, yeah… that.” She had been so wrapped up in Tom the last couple of days that she had momentarily forgotten about the internet thing. “I hope you don’t think I’m being too forward, I just wanted to meet you. He said you weren’t going to attend the performance and party tonight.” “Uh… no. Bad things seem to happen when I go to the Donmar.” He smiled. “So, you’re a physician. You seem to be doing well for yourself. Tom said you were a traveling doctor, so you’d probably only be in London for three more months.” Olivia looked down at her hands that were folded in her lap. “That’s what I do, Chris. My job is to travel. Sometimes I’m in a place for 3 months, or 6 months… or a year. Depending on how long a hospital needs me.” He nodded, and gazed out of the fourth floor window that was in her office. Olivia could tell that there was more he wanted to say, but he didn’t know how. She looked at her watch. “Chris, I don’t mean to be rude, but I have an appointment at 1, and it’s 12:58… can you get to the real reason you’re here?” “I just wanted to chat for a moment. Tom’s a very sensitive guy. He falls in love easily, and gets his heart broken even more easily…” “… and you think I’m going to break his heart?” She looked at him, unbelieving. “I didn’t say that, I just… I’m tired of seeing him get hurt by women that either can’t handle the spotlight… or use him for his money. I want him to be happy. If you think that you’ll have to leave soon, or foresee any other problems, please don’t lead him on. He also mentioned something about a guy friend of yours that came with you to the performance the other night? Is that all he is, a friend?” Olivia stared at Chris with her mouth agape. She couldn’t believe what he was saying to her. Really, anyone would be lucky to have a friend that cared for them enough to do something like this, but it just made her angry that he had the nerve to come to her office and accuse her of leading Tom on. She huffed and squeezed the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. “I know you have the best of intentions, Chris, but don’t you think that Tom’s old enough to handle his own business?” “Of course. I’m just tired of seeing him upset, like I said.” Livi walked to her door, opened it, and looked at Chris expectantly. “Okay, well, you’re going to have to excuse me, I need to get back to work.” “I’m sorry if I offended you. I’m just looking out for my friend.” She smiled. “You just accused me of being a gold-digger, a cheater, and a bad person… why would that offend me?” He stood up and put his hands up in surrender. “Olivia, I didn’t mean that, please-…” “I need to get to work.” Chris sighed before nodding his head in defeat. “Well, thank you for your time.” Livi watched him walk out of her door, and didn’t take her eyes off of him until he was successfully out of the clinic. “What was that about, Doc? He looked angry.” “Apparently, he’s Tom’s best friend. He came to size me up… and make sure I wasn’t going to hurt him.” “Ohh… well, that only means one thing.” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “You slept with Tom… Usually, men only get crazy when sex is involved.” “Claire! That’s none of your business!” The blond nurse snickered. “You go from having no excitement in your life to this…” Livi groaned as she went back into her office, closing the door behind her. Her good mood was quickly fading. It had been much too easy for Chris to find her, and when he did he accused her of some crazy things. She hoped this day would be over quickly so that she could go home, and lock herself in her flat with that carton of ice cream she saw in her freezer.

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Fortunately, that’s just the way the rest of the day went. Livi tried to block the events of the day from her mind as she shut herself inside of her flat. This was the first time in a long time that she went home after work and didn’t think about work. Most of the time she’d think about working A&E or finishing her charts for the day, but not today… She was ready for this day to be over with. She spent the night painting her nails a deep, blood red, watching television and dozing on her couch, as she hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before. Her thoughts drifted to Tom. She hoped he was having fun at his party, and she wondered if Chris had come clean to him about coming to her workplace today. She bet he hadn’t. She sighed as she turned off the t.v. It was getting late, and she knew that two nights of little sleep would be a bad thing. She changed into her favorite thing to sleep in -- a burgundy, silk, cropped top and matching short shorts. The set felt like butter on her skin, and she didn’t care that it was winter in London, she wore it anyway.

She turned off all the lights except for the bathroom light, which she left on every night (she was much too big of a chicken to sleep in pitch darkness) and slid into her comfy bed. Twenty-four hours ago things were very different in this bedroom, as it was now quiet. She drifted off to sleep easily in the middle of her big bed, and she could have sworn that she still smelled Tom on her sheets.

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BANG! BANG! BANG! Livi shot straight up in her bed, as the sound of someone banging on her front door had woken her with a start. With her eyes half closed, she reached into her bedside table’s drawer, and fiddled around until she retrieved her small, Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum revolver pistol. Her hands shook as she made sure that there were bullets in it. She crept toward the entrance, but jumped every time the person pounded on the door. ‘This person was very insistent,’ Livi thought as she steadied herself. Although she really, really didn’t want to, he was prepared to shoot if she needed to. She tip-toed as quietly as she could, and finally made it to the peep-hole. Slowly, she moved her head over until her eye lined up with the hole. ‘What the fuck?’ she whispered, as she saw who was on the other side.

“Tom?” She questioned, as she opened the door for her guest. “What the hell are you doing beating down my door in the middle of the night?” “I jhust wanted to shee you, darling…” He slurred his words as he leaned against the door frame, and his eyes began to wander her silk clad body. “You look sho beautiful…”

“How much have you had to drink, Tom?” She asked him, wanting to giggle out loud. He would feel terrible later, but right now he was too damn cute in his nice suit, swaying back and forth to keep him balance. “Mm… just… just a little. May I come in?” She nodded as she stepped out of the way, allowing him to enter the flat. His eyes went straight to the revolver she was carrying. “Whoa… darling. What do you think you’re going to do with that?” “Protect myself. I thought you were… were… somebody bad. I’m going to go put it up. Stay right there.” He leaned against the wall in the entryway, and immediately regretted the amount of alcohol he had consumed that night. His head was spinning, and he felt like his stomach could lurch from his mouth at any moment. He watched Olivia walk back toward him, and he narrowed his eyes to see if he could focus on her swinging hips in that burgundy lingerie, but it seemed like he was seeing double. She moved up beside him and grabbed his arm. “Come on, Captain Morgan, can you make it to the couch?” “I believe I can…” She laughed under her breath as she helped him make his way to the couch. He was a lot heavier than he looked! He plopped down onto the fluffy couch and laid his head back against the cushion. “Let’s get you out of that jacket and tie, shall we? You’ll feel better.” He nodded as he sat up and let her help him remove his jacket. “There. Now, lay down.” He smiled as he reclined onto the pillows. For the first time tonight he was starting to feel better. He sighed as she laid a cold, wet, washcloth against his hot forehead. “That feels lovely, darling.” “Mmm-hmm… I figured it would.” She said as her fingers went to work on his tie. She pulled it one way, and then the other to loosen it before undoing the complicated knot it was in, and pulling it from his neck. She laid it on top of his jacket and rested them on the armrest on the other end of the couch. She sat back on the floor beside him and moved the cold cloth around, letting it rest on one cheek before moving it to the other, and finally down his neck. She unbuttoned the first few buttons of his dress shirt, and let the cool cloth dip beneath the confines of the cotton. She ran it over one strong shoulder, before running it over the other, and down his chest. “You’re so perfect, Olivia…” She scoffed. “Oh, far from it.” She winked at him as he looked up at her. She rubbed his skin with the cloth for a few more moments, and she could have sworn that Tom was asleep. So much so, that she jumped when he spoke again. “Oh, I got an award… they taped my shcpeech tonight… Elle’s Man of the Year…” “Wow, Tom! That’s wonderful! I can see how they’d name you Man of the Year. You’re pretty amazing…” “You think I’m amazing?” He looked at her with wide blue eyes. “I do. I just hope you recorded that acceptance speech before you got wasted.” “Yes… well, I think I did. We shall see. Oh, and Olivia? You’re amazing too.” She grinned at him and left the cloth resting against his neck, and moved to his feet. She removed one of his shoes and socks, before removing the other, and as she placed them on the floor she heard him snoring softly. She pulled her crochet blanket up over him, tucking it underneath his chin and walked back into her bedroom. For some reason, she felt so much more comfortable with Tom here, even if he was inebriated. She liked the feeling of knowing he was just right there… in the other room. She went to sleep peacefully, feeling the other presence in her flat. It had been far too long since she had felt that…

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cloudaintfair · 7 years ago

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The Letter Ch.2

Professor Callaghan was sent to the Isle of the Lost for the crimes he committed: attempted murder, arson, manslaughter and the many other things. When Carlos and Jay were going back to the school and create a phony wand, the disgraced Professor gave the de Vil boy an envelope containing a letter and asked him to give it to his daughter.

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Chapter 1

With a few words, Carlos was able to persuade the king that he'd go to San Fransokyo alone, but at a compromise: he has to be accompanied by a local of San Fransokyo.

Carlos can't say he blamed the king for the decision. Considering the prejudice they were still getting from the people of Auradon, it was reasonable. That and the common notion that at any time he'll 'go back' to his evil roots, it was the only compromise the King could think that'd make both parties happy.

"Hey Tadashi?" Ben said while on his phone. "Yeah, there's someone who'd like to visit San Fransokyo." He stated his reason. "Yeah, I'd like for you to pick him up by the airport." He nodded. "It's just that he's from the isle." He admitted.

Carlos kinda feared what was the person on the other line was like. Yes he was from the isle, but he was still the very worst at being bad even while still in there. He spent more time cleaning his mother's car than actually plotting schemes to make anyone suffer.

"Really?" Ben's voice pulled him from his thoughts. "I think you're busy with your kids and teaching at SFIT to be able to do that." The King continued. "Tadashi!" He whined. "I guess." He continued. "Actually I was going to ask for Hiro to accompany him." He admitted. "But okay, if you really want to." He smiled. "It was nice talking to you again Tadashi." He nodded. "Bye."

Ben put his phone inside his pocket.

"Who was that?" Carlos asked curiously.

"That was Tadashi, Tadashi Hamada." Ben answered. "He's going to pick you up at San Fransokyo's airport."

"I thought he was dead?" Carlos questioned.

"Presumed dead." Ben corrected. "He was found days after Professor Callaghan was sent to the isle." He explained. "How do you know him anyway?"

"Well." Carlos began as he reached for the envelope inside his bag. "Remember when you were captured by Uma?" He responded. "Well when we were about to 3D print a wand to give to Uma, Professor Callaghan stopped us." He explained. "He wanted me give this letter to his daughter."

"That still doesn't explain how you heard of Tadashi." Ben pointed out.

"Let's just say Professor Callaghan and I were close in the isle." Carlos kept his answer vague. "And he might've told me about his regrets while still in San Fransokyo."

"I see." Ben nodded as he dialed another number. "I'm calling in the embassy and give details for your visit." He stated.

"Tadashi, who was that?" Hiro Hamada, Tadashi's younger brother, asked. "Was that Auradon's king?" He questioned.

"Yeah that was Ben." Tadashi nodded. "He called in a favor." He explained.

The brothers were inside their Aunt's café helping their aunt in cleaning the establishment. Cass's café's customer-ship drastically increased once everyone found out that most kings, queens, princes, princesses, were there. Most people who were there nowadays were hoping to have the one in a million chance at seeing the royals.

Much to Tadashi's relief.

Considering the café's increasing number of clients, Cass needed all the help she can get. She even enlisted her nephews' friends just to cater to the establishment's customers, apart from hiring full time and part time workers.

"Well the king wants me to pick up a kid who wanted to visit San Fransokyo." Tadashi admitted as he sat on a chair and continued their conversation.

"A Villain Kid?" Hiro asked.

"Hiro!" Tadashi called out. "We don't label people based on where they lived." He chided.

"I know, I know." Hiro rolled his eyes. "But everyone has been calling them the 'Villain Kid' moniker, VK for short." He justified himself. "They even refer to themselves as such." He added.

"Even so." Tadashi shook his head. "That deals with a whole other can of worms." He explained. "Technically Ms. Abigail can be considered a VK since her father was Professor Callaghan." He added. "So are Princesses Rapunzel and Cinderella, even if they don't know that." He finished.

It always irked Tadashi on how prejudiced some people were to the kids from the isle. He never really liked what the King of Auradon declared, equating every crime as equal and incarcerating the criminal's family just for being related.

"Well I'm heading upstairs." Tadashi said as he stood. "Need to look presentable for our visitor." He added with a smile.

It was Carlos's first time inside an airplane, and he loved every second of it. He really liked being able to fly without the assistance of something magical like Alladin's carpet or pixie dust.

Carlos was at the airport when a tall man approached him.

"Carlos de Vil right?" The man stated. "I'm Tadashi Hamada." He introduced himself.

"Yeah." Carlos nodded, tense.

Carlos really should've asked either Mal, Jay, Evie or even Ben to accompany him. Sure, he may not be in the Isle of the Lost anymore, but if there's anything he knew for sure, it's that people not from the Isle can be mean, if Family Day back in Auradon was any indication, not to mention Audrey and Chad.

As Carlos tried to collect himself, he noticed that the man, Tadashi as he claimed to be, before him wore: a blazer, a cardigan, a shirt, a pair of jeans and sneakers.

"Don't worry Carlos." Tadashi stated as he offered his hand. "I don't bite." He chuckled.

Carlos could sense that Tadashi was trying relieve him of the tension he was feeling.

"Yeah, if anything he's a mother hen." Another voice stated.

Carlos found the source of the voice, it was another man, a little shorter than Tadashi and wore: a hoodie, shirt, a pair of cargo shorts and sneakers.

"I'm Hiro Hamada." The boy introduced himself. "This nerd's younger brother."

"Hiro! What are you doing here?!" Tadashi questioned. "Weren't you supposed to take care of my shift?" He added. "What about the kids?"

"Tell that to Aunt Cass." Hiro replied. "She doesn't trust anyone from the Isle apparently." He said. "And can you really blame her?" He asked. "Blame us if we feel that way?" He added.

"Hiro." Tadashi sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you guys that everything was an accident?" He explained. "None of it was the Professor's fault." He added. "Besides we're not dealing with him here." He continued.

"By the way, your sons are under Honey's care." Hiro answered his older brother's last question. "

It was then that Carlos recognized the name of the other Hamada, Hiro. It was the same boy who Professor Callaghan claimed to have orphaned for the second time.

"I'm Carlos de Vil." Carlos introduced himself, still tense. "Son of Cruella de Vil." He continued as he shook Tadashi's hand.

"Well then, it's nice to meet you Carlos." Tadashi remarked.

"Yeah, well, forgive us for being uneasy with anyone from the isle." Hiro apologized. "We kinda lost him once and we don't want a repeat of that." He admitted as he offered his hand.

"I-It's okay." Carlos nodded. "I understand." He continued as he shook Hiro's hand.

"Hey there's no need to be nervous around us." Hiro commented. "We won't hurt you." He added. "More likely we can't hurt you, I mean you're from the isle." He grinned.

Tadashi glared at his younger brother and elbowed him.

Really, for all the intelligence his younger brother has, he still can't read the atmosphere. He's so clueless to the situation at hand.

"What?!" Hiro responded. "It's true!"

Tadashi just rolled his eyes at his younger brother and focused his attention to Carlos. At first glance the de Vil was acting like any kid his age, but Tadashi could see some signs of physical abuse from the child, the gloves on his hands were good indicators of hiding some things there. Judging from the way he speaks, there's some hint of emotional abuse going on too.

"So Carlos." Tadashi began. "I heard that you want to go to somewhere specific." He prodded. "Can you tell us where it is?"

"Can you bring me to where Miss Abigail Callaghan lives?" Carlos asked, still as tense as ever. "I have something for her." He added. "From her father. "

Hiro frowned at the mention of Professor Callaghan. His older brother might have forgiven that disgrace of a professor, it doesn't change the fact that the same person left him with emotional scars from the ordeal.

Still it would be totally unfair if he'd judge Carlos for being close to Professor Callaghan, even moreso judging him from his previous place of residence. His comments earlier were meant to take off the boy's restless and guarded attitude, but it only served to push the de Vil's buttons.

"Yeah, we know where she lives." Tadashi nodded. "We can take you there." He smiled.

"If we're travelling there." Hiro trailed off as he unloaded two wheel-less boards. "Might as well do another trial for the 101st prototype." He finished as he handed the green board to his older brother.

"Are we really testing out prototypes while accompanying Carlos?" Tadashi groaned.

"Hey it can't hurt if he's with you." Hiro justified. "Besides, a fresh pair of eyes might help." He explained. "I'm just looking for another angle here." He shrugged.

As the brother's argued, Carlos can't help himself but be curious about the boards that Hiro unloaded. At first glance, they looked like surf boards he had seen on TV while on the isle. Upon closer inspection, there's a small turbine under the board and panels that contained who knows what.

"Are you okay about this Carlos?" Tadashi inquired. "If you aren't, we can just walk." He offered. "And let Hiro test the prototypes on his own."

"It's okay." Carlos nodded, still agitated.

"You know, if you're really not into this, we aren't forcing you." Hiro repeated his brother's words as he knelt in front of the boy. "Like Tadashi said, I could take these things on a test run alone while you'll be accompanied by him to Abigail's place." He reassured.

"No, no." Carlos shook his head. "It's alright, may be a fresh pair of eyes will help." He offered. "If that's alright with you." He finished.

"If you say so." Tadashi obliged.

The three boys went outside of the airport's lobby and unto the streets where Tadashi and Hiro activated their boards.

The boards in question never touched the ground once activated, it's as if the boards were spelled to levitate.

"Is there magic involved in these boards?" Carlos can't help himself but ask.

"No." The brothers answered in unison.

"These bad boys are made with pure Science." Hiro declared.

"Besides, magic was retired." Tadashi shrugged. "It's not outlawed per se, but people like, want a magic-free lifestyle." He explained.

"Not that anything's changed though." Hiro interjected. "We've never needed magic to get by." He added. "Science rules!"

"And he tells me I'm the nerd." Tadashi commented as he chuckled. "While what Hiro said is true, but the fact doesn't change that we were both born when everyone in the world, not just the United States of Auradon, had already agreed to retire magic." He added.

Carlos wanted to prod the brothers more on how these levitating boards were made. As far as he knew, things don't just levitate without the assistance of magic, like Alladin's magic carpet or the pixie dust that assisted people.

Tadashi and Hiro boarded their respective hover boards, the older Hamada even made room for another passenger.

"Just hold unto me okay?" Tadashi offered his hand. "We'll go at a reasonable enough speed." He smiled. "While my brother will go faster than us and all the while perform tricks to test out some kinks." He explained.

Carlos just nodded and got on Tadashi's hover board.

Tadashi and Hiro nodded at each other as the both of them began to move. The younger Hamada sped past them and did tricks as the older man shook his head and moved at a steady pace.

"Carlos, we're speeding up gradually okay?" Tadashi informed.

"Okay." Carlos nodded as his grip on Tadashi's arms tightened.

The whole thing was surreal in Carlos's point of view. He just can't believe that levitation was possible without the use of magic. Sure airplanes and helicopters exist but those vehicles have the necessary propulsion needed to defy the world's gravity.

The Hamada brothers and Carlos traversed through San Fransokyo's high way, on their way towards Abigail Callaghan's place of residence at the moment, Hiro did some tricks, even go as far as to increase his altitude to make things seem death defying and cool.

Hiro was in the middle of another trick when his hover board stopped and he started to descend head first. Before he could go splat on the ground, he immediately flipped right side up and landed on his feet. The board he was riding was also lucky as a foam of hardened pink goo was released and covered the entirety of the board's underside and broke the board's fall.

"This always happens whenever I try to flip the hover board." Hiro groaned as he approached his fallen ride. "I just don't get what the problem is." He added.

As soon as Tadashi saw his younger brother dismount the board while in midair, he was immediately on panic mode.

"I'm going to go fast okay Carlos?" Tadashi warned but didn't wait for his passenger's response and increased the board's speed.

Tadashi and Carlos caught up to Hiro in no time at all. The older Hamada immediately went towards his younger brother, worried of the younger Hamada's safety as Carlos approached the fallen flying vehicle with a curious set of eyes.

"Are you okay Hiro?" Tadashi asked.

"Relax Tadashi." Hiro assured. "I'm fine." He smiled. "I learned how to land on my feet after Mocchi taught me how." He grinned.

Tadashi just glared at his younger brother.

"Oh c'mon Tadashi." Hiro groaned. "Relax will you?" He whined. "Your mother hen is showing." He chuckled as he approached his fallen ride. "I just don't get why we're getting the same results whenever I try flipping the board upside down." He moaned. "It's like the 6th time we changed the engines and the board's panels and it's still the same."

"Can any of you open the board?" Carlos spoke up. "If my hunch is right, there's should be something wrong with the assembly."

"Hey!" Hiro replied indignantly. "I assembled these things."

Tadashi just rolled his eyes and gave Carlos two screwdrivers.

Carlos immediately went to work and opened the board with the tools given to him. As soon as he opened the board, he immediately noticed that there's a smell of burnt chemicals from the solar powered engine.

"Is there supposed to be a coolant for the engine?" Carlos asked.

"Yeah." Tadashi replied. "In order to have the necessary propulsion to lift humans, we went ahead and used engines modeled after helicopters." He explained. "Due to the increased amount of revolutions per minute, and the closed compartments, the engine overheats quickly." He added. "To fix this problem we added a coolant compartment."

"Can you point me where the coolant compartment is?" Carlos asked. "I think I know what the problem is." He added.

Tadashi nodded and pointed at small rectangle inside the board. "That's the coolant compartment." He informed. "As you can see it's connected to the engine."

"And there lies the problem." Carlos pointed out. "Your engines are overheating because your coolant was leaking." He explained as he carefully removed one of the tubes leading towards the engine.

"What do you mean?" Hiro questioned. "I made sure to follow procedures in assembling the hover boards."

"Electrically, yes." Carlos nodded. "But you forgot to add tube sealant." He explained. "It's to prevent any liquid from leaking from the tube and go to its intended destination."

"Da-"

"Hiro." Tadashi glared.

"Oh c'mon Tadashi!" Hiro whined. "I'm 19! I should be able to cuss."

"That's not the point." Tadashi chided. "Besides we have a 12 year old with us."

"15 actually." Carlos corrected.

Tadashi ignored the correction and continued to look at his brother in chiding manner.

"Fine." Hiro relented. "That's still doesn't explain why it'll completely stop once it's upside down." He pointed out.

"Well the lack of sealant isn't exclusive to the tubes." Carlos reasoned.

"I see." Hiro nodded.

"Okay, we might need to collect everything now." Tadashi voiced out. "People are already staring." He added. "Some are even glaring at Carlos." He finished.

Indeed Tadashi, Hiro and Carlos were surrounded by curious onlookers who witnessed Hiro's accident and some of them were now blaming Carlos all because he was from the Isle of the Lost and the son of Cruella de Vil. Apparently everyone knew of the Isle kids that were sent to Auradon via Ben's decree, if the glares and murmurs were to go by.

"Nothing to see here people." Tadashi announced. "It's just another Hamada invention prototype testing." He announced.

Hiro immediately collected his hover board and cleaned the hardened goo that was on the ground. The goo wasn't that hard to clean up, a little fire and it disintegrated. Tadashi on the other hand put his hover board inside another bag and carried it.

"Done." Hiro announced. "Let's go."

"We're here!" Tadashi declared as they stood outside a door. "This is where Abigail lives for the moment." He explained.

The trio of boys stood outside an apartment complex in the middle of San Fransokyo.

"Why is she living here?" Carlos asked. "Didn't she already have a house to herself?"

"When Professor Callaghan resisted to be taken to the isle, he took his own daughter hostage." Hiro answered. "It was then that their house was partially destroyed." He added. "So until repairs are finished, she's living here."

"That can't be right." Tadashi frowned. "Professor Callaghan loved his daughter so much." He explained. "I've said this before and I'll say it again." He continued. "That's just so wrong in so many levels."

"I know." Hiro nodded. "He even went as far as attempting to kill Krei because he thought the businessman killed her." He added. "It confused all of us." He continued. "Authorities chalked it up to mental deterioration and closed the case."

"I feel like there's something missing." Tadashi stated.

"I thought so too." Hiro nodded. "But enough about that." He changed his attention to Carlos. "Aren't you going to knock?" He asked.

Carlos was listening

"R-right." Carlos nodded and went up the steps and knocked on the door.

"Coming" A voice coming from inside the house responded.

Not a moment later, an elderly woman opened the door form the inside.

"Tadashi!" The old woman exclaimed. "I haven't seen in you in forever!" She stated as she hugged the older boy. "I knew those alternative news were wrong when they stated that you were dead." She added as she tightened her hug.

"Good to see you too Mrs. Matsuda." Tadashi wheezed out.

"Umm…" Hiro started. "I'd like for my brother to breathe again Mrs. Matsuda."

"Little Hiro!" Mrs. Matsuda exclaimed. "Look how much you've grown." She added as she removed herself from the older Hamada and latched herself unto the younger one.

Mrs. Matsuda was known not to act and dress her age, so it's no wonder both Hamadas aren't as disturbed as Carlos was. Speaking of Mrs. Matsuda's clothes, she's wearing a spaghetti shirt with only a pink scarf covering her shoulders and back, a tutu skirt over her skin tight pants.

Before the tight hug could last longer, Mrs. Matsuda noticed another boy with the group. She released Hiro from her hug and approached Carlos.

"Oh who's the cutie?" The old woman questioned.

Carlos actually took a step backwards, with a fearful look on his face.

Tadashi and Hiro shared a look before completely interrupting Mrs. Matsuda from advancing again. They definitely noticed the fear in the de Vil's eyes.

"We're actually here for Abigail." Tadashi interrupted and stepped in front of Carlos. "King Ben actually sent him here." He explained. "We're just tasked to escort him." He smiled.

"Still the same good boy as when you were a child." Mrs. Matsuda commented. "Why don't I accompany you three to her room." She said as she motioned for the three boys to enter the house.

"No need to trouble yourself Mrs. Matsuda." A voice inside the house joined in. "I'll take care of them." She added.

"Abby!" Mrs. Matsuda exclaimed.

"Hello Tadashi, Hiro." Abigail greeted as she appeared by the old woman's side. "I'm assuming you're here for Baymax?"

"Actually no." Tadashi smiled. "My friend here wants to give you something." He continued as he nudged Carlos forward.

Tadashi felt his phone vibrate from inside his pocket, he quietly excused himself to the foursome and answered the call.

"I-I'm Carlos de Vil. "Carlos introduced himself as he made a gulping sound. "Y-your father wanted me to give you this." He continued as he handed Abigail the letter Professor Callaghan gave to him.

Carlos promptly turned around and began walking in the direction of the airport.

"Wait." Abigail started as Carlos stopped walking. "Why don't you stay for a while?" She asked as he turned around. "At least until I finish reading the letter." She explained.

"I really just came to San Fransokyo to give you that letter." Carlos explained. "Nothing else."

"I agree with Abby." Tadashi inserted himself into the conversation. "Why don't you stay here for a little while longer?" He suggested. "At least until Abby's finished reading the letter from her father." He offered.

Carlos really didn't want to stay in San Fransokyo for much longer. He really didn't want to be separated with the others any longer. He may have transitioned well to living outside of the isle does not mean his paranoia about being attacked any time of the day was lessened.

"I really can't stay."

Carlos walked down the steps and walked in the direction of the airport, when he pricked his finger on the side-walk garden.

"Ow."

Carlos held his pricked finger to his face and assessed his wound when a whirring sound caught his attention.

Suddenly a red suitcase-like thing made itself out and approached him down the steps before it opened and inflated a large white balloon inside.

"Hello." The white balloon began." I am Baymax. Your personal healthcare companion." The robot introduced himself as he waved at Carlos. "I was alerted to the need of medical attention when you said, ow."

"Hello?" Carlos questioned.

"On a scale of one through ten, how would you rate your pain?" Baymax asked as his chest lit up and showed ten different kinds of expressions of pain.

"A two, maybe three." Carlos answered.

"I will scan you now." Baymax stated.

"Not really needed." Carlos tried to stop the robot from scanning him

Baymax just looked at Carlos from top to bottom.

"You have a lot of laceration scars on your torso." Baymax began to enumerate his observations. "Some are wounds from years before." He continued as a diagram on his chest appeared. "Minor bruising on the shoulder blades and a pricked finger."

Everyone was horrified at the result of Baymax's scan. How have this boy survive those wounds? Somehow the guarded and tense attitude made sense and their hearts go out to the de Vil boy.

"Why don't we continue the treatment inside?" Tadashi called out.

"I agree." The robot monotonously agreed. "Treatment of wounds outside in the open will risk the wounds getting more infected.

"I really should be going." Carlos insisted.

"I strongly disagree in continuing such endeavor." Baymax interjected. "Further ignorance of infected wounds would lead to a diminished lifespan." He explained.

"I suggest you heed Baymax's suggestion." Hiro spoke up. "Trust me, he's going to bug you and follow you wherever, and I mean wherever, you go." He explained. "He has the ability to fly and follow you back to Auradon and bug you."

"Of course you'd know about that." Tadashi snarked. "I mean you're the one who installed rocket boosters on a robotic nurse."

"Fine." Carlos reluctantly relented.

Abigail and Mrs. Matsuda ushered everyone in, with Carlos being the first one to go inside the house, followed by Baymax then Hiro. The last one to enter was Tadashi as he carried Baymax's charging port.

"I'll take care of them Mrs. Matsuda." Abigail smiled at the older woman as she led everyone to her room. "Make yourselves at home." She offered. "I'll go help Mrs. Matsuda with snacks." She explained as she left her room, leaving Carlos with Baymax and the Hamada brothers.

"I highly suggest you remove your clothing." Baymax started then raised his right index finger. "So that we may begin your treatment." He added.

Carlos was even more reluctant to remove his clothes. It's not that he's shy of his body, but rather he really doesn't want to see the lasting reminder of the things his mother did to him.

Tadashi and Hiro remained silent as they watched their robot go on with his program to treat people.

"I am detecting an increase in your cortisol and adrenaline levels." Baymax said. "This indicates that you are stressed and afraid." He continued.

The robotic nurse began to waddle forward and approached the de Vil boy. Baymax then bent his body forward and wrapped his arms around Carlos and hugged him.

"There, there." Baymax offered comforting words then patted Carlos's head. "Everything will be okay."

Carlos was at a loss for words at the turn of events. He was just supposed to give Abigail a letter from her father then get back to Auradon. Now, he was hugged by marshmallow-like but huggable robot and his wounds were being treated by someone who he didn't even know.

By someone who was good for the sake of being good.

"Are you comfortable being treated shirtless with us watching?" Hiro asked.

"We can wait outside until the treatment is done." Tadashi offered.

"No its okay." Carlos said. "There's no point in hiding it, since you already know." He sighed. "Just know that it wasn't Professor Callaghan who caused them."

Carlos didn't know why he had said that. He didn't know why he had felt the need to defend Professor Callaghan and said a disclaimer right from the get go.

Carlos began taking off his top, starting from his leather jacket then his shirt.

The sight that greeted the brothers was nothing sort of cruel. Scars practically decorated the de Vil's back. Scratch marks, burn marks, whip marks; they were all found on the boy's torso. What kind of a prison island does this to kids?

No, what kind of mother Cruella was to ignore all the wounds her son had acquired.

The robot began the necessary medical procedures to help Carlos with his wounds and scars. The boy hissed from the sting of the treatment but nothing too bad.

"You were a good boy." Baymax interrupted. "How about a lollipop." He offered as a lollipop appeared on his hand.

"Great! Thanks!" Carlos thanked the robot.

"I cannot deactivate until you say you are satisfied with your care." Baymax informed.

"Well then." Carlos smiled as he opened his lollipop. "I am satisfied with my care."

The white robotic nurse nodded and blinked before he waddled to his charging station, deflated and deactivated himself.

"So that was Baymax." Carlos commented as he put his shirt back on and slung his jacket over his shoulder. "Professor Callaghan said he's a masterpiece." He continued.

"So you've heard of Baymax?" Tadashi asked. "What else did Professor Callaghan say?"

"Never mind that." Hiro interrupted. "How do you know him?!" He exclaimed.

"Don't mind my brother." Tadashi interrupted. "So tell me, what else has Professor Callaghan told you?" He asked, curious.

"Well." Carlos began." First he regrets everything that happened." He continued. "No one in the isle really knows that you're alive." He admitted. "And that has been eating his conscience away." He added. "Then he'd gush over how much of a better student you were and the limitless potential you'd unleash on the world." He relayed. "He mentioned that you'd probably help a lot of people by the time you graduated at SFIT."

"Well thanks to him." Hiro scowled. "That prediction almost didn't came true." He spat bitterly.

"Hiro." Tadashi chided. "The man was grieving for the apparent loss of his daughter." He explained.

"Yeah, yeah. I know" Hiro relaxed. "And a parent, a good parent, would be livid if the accident that killed their child was prevented if they followed the protocol." He finished his brother's statement.

"I'm glad you understand." Tadashi smiled. "So Carlos, what else did Professor Callaghan say?"

"Nothing much really." Carlos admitted. "After his daughter, your name was what I often hear." He continued. "And by then he's been teaching me everything I know about technology." He finished.

"You couldn't have gotten a better teacher than Professor Callaghan." Tadashi and Hiro nodded.

"Well he first taught me how to read and write." Carlos admitted. "School really isn't mandatory in the isle and my mother couldn't bother herself to teach me." He shrugged.

The Hamada brothers looked at each other at the boy's subtle, yet concerning, reveal.

"I take it that you and my father were close?" Abigail asked as she went inside her room and put down a tray of tea and snacks. "Dig in." She prompted everyone to take her snacks.

Tadashi and Hiro immediately heeded Abigail's prompt while Carlos specifically took chocolates, with some minor reluctance on his part.

"I'd like to think so." Carlos admitted. "He was the only person who was nice to me." He continued. "And doesn't really abide with the isle's rules of being bad is good and being wicked is better." He added. "He does still teach schemes as its part of the curriculum of both Serpent prep and Dragon Hall." He supplied. "Along with Professor Yen Sid, Professor Callaghan is the only other teacher teaching about technology."

"Enough about my father." Abigail started. "Why don't you tell us about yourself Carlos?" She asked.

"I'll start." Tadashi volunteered. "I am Tadashi Hamada, a graduate of San Fransokyo Institute of Technology." He introduced himself. "A father of two very cute boys and am currently working with Krei to mass produce Baymax." He added. "Also a part time teacher at SFIT."

"Hiro Hamada, boy genius." Hiro followed suit. "College boy at age 14, High School graduate at 13." He bragged. "I am graduating this year in Robotics." He continued. "Once I graduate, we're going to build the Hamada Industries."

"And I am Abigail Callaghan, Professor Robert Callaghan's daughter." Abigail started her introduction. "The first person to test the teleportation device without magic being involved." She continued. "Graduated in applied physics and currently working for Krei Industries."

Carlos processed the information that was given to him, so far all of them checked on the things that Professor Callaghan has told him, apart from Tadashi's story, as the disgraced professor was still convinced that he was dead.

"I-I'm Carlos de Vil." Carlos began. "Son of Cruella de Vil." He added as an afterthought. "One of the first four Villain Kids who were given a chance by King Ben of Auradon to live outside the barrier that keeps the villains in the Isle of the Lost." He continued. "Currently affiliated with Auradon Prep's Swords and Shields and Tourney teams." He finished.

"What about technology Carlos?" Abigail asked.

"I guess, technology has been my comfort zone." Carlos admitted. "I always hid behind my experiments whenever my mother would be in one of her episodes."

The Hamada brothers and Abigail looked at each other at the reveal. The implications that the boy's scars came from Cruella was very concerning. They can't help but admire the boy's strength.

"So what have you been working on?" Tadashi asked.

Carlos didn't know how, but he's starting to get comfortable with the people around him. Its certainly faster than how he adjusted at the school. He can kinda see his cousin, Diego, in Hiro and Tadashi, both protective of each other without being overbearing.

"The last thing I worked on was a black box that can locate magic." Carlos shared. "Though my intention was just to get more channels and radio stations aside from what we see on the isle." He added. "Instead it punched a hole on the barrier and can locate magical artifacts that are activated."

The three other people in the room looked at each other. They realized that it was a good thing that Carlos was off the isle, surely somewhere in the future, people will know of Carlos's feats and the world will have anarchy in its hands.

"Say Carlos, how about I give you something special." Tadashi smiled as he approached the young boy and gave him a poster. "That's the annual SFIT tech showcase, make something that would blow me awa-"

"Tadashi!" Hiro called out. "Phrasing!"

"Fine!" Tadashi chuckled. "As I was saying, make something mind numbingly good and an instant access to SFIT is all yours." He added. "Regardless of where you took your basic education from."

"What do you say?" Hiro asked.

Carlos looked at the flyer that was just given to him. He was still an eleventh grader at Auradon Prep, and even then, he was still advanced than his friends, because he was supposed to be a ninth grader. Frankly there were different pros and cons should he accept the offer, one of the cons being separated from Evie and the others.

"Can I think this through?" Carlos asked.

"Sure!" Tadashi smiled. "Take all the time you need."

"Now that's done." Hiro began. "Abby, why don't you read the letter your father sent you?" He prompted.

"Hiro!" Tadashi chided. "That's supposed to be behind closed doors."

"But, she said that until she reads the letter Carlos won't be able to go home." Hiro pointed out.

"I did say that." Abigail nodded. "Give me a sec."

Abigail opened the letter.

Carlos vaguely knew what the letter was about. He knew what the Professor's regrets were and one of them was acting like a lunatic and hurt his daughter. Hiro and Tadashi's points earlier were valid as the good professor truly loved his daughter more than ever. He even admitted that he'd do everything again, including killing Tadashi, if he got his daughter back.

Why couldn't he have a parent like that? Why couldn't Cruella act like Professor Callaghan?

"Dear Abby." Abigail read out loud. "I'll always love you my little sweetheart. I've always regretted taking you hostage and acted like lost my mind." She continued. "It was the only viable option I have considering how the entire de Vil line was incarcerated for being related to Cruella de Vil, from her brother to her niece."

Everyone looked at Carlos for confirmation, to which he nodded.

"Just know that I haven't lost my mind and I'll always love you." Abigail continued reading. "And I'll do everything for you. From you loving father."

Tears were now streaming from Abigail's eyes as the truth had finally come to light. People were always telling her that she was in denial and that her father had lost his mind back when he had made a building explode.

"PS Send Hiro my apologies." Abigail swallowed and continued to read. "I can't promise that I won't do everything again if the end result was getting you back."

"Tha-"

Tadashi hugged his brother and immediately calmed him down. He knew his younger brother would be greatly affected from the last bit.

"Don't worry, its okay." Tadashi whispered. "I'm here, I'm here." He continued as he rubbed his brother's back.

"Tadashi dear." Mrs. Matsuda said as she went inside the room. "Why don't you go back to the café?" She suggested. "I think Hiro and Abby need some time alone." She explained as she engulfed Abigail in her arms and gave the younger female comforting pats.

Tadashi just nodded and followed Mrs. Matsuda's suggestion. He left Baymax in Abigail's room and motioned for Carlos to follow him.

Carlos has just arrived at the entrance of Auradon prep, where he greeted by Ben.

"How was San Fransokyo?" Came Ben's greeting. "I hope you enjoyed your stay."

"Nice to see you too Ben." Carlos chuckled. "But yeah, San Fransokyo is quite nice." He agreed. "Did you know that because of your visit on a certain café people have been going there hoping against all odds to see you?" He shared

"Wait the Lucky Cat Café's customers are there solely because they want to see me?" Ben questioned. "Now I feel bad." He lamented. "Their food was super tasty too."

"Don't feel bad." Carlos comforted. "Once they tasted Aunt Cass's goods, they've been repeat customers." He informed. "She sends her regards."

"You call her Aunt Cass?" Ben questioned. "I hope she hasn't forgotten my offer." He sighed in a hopeful tone. "Anyway, did you do what you intended to do there?"

"Yeah." Carlos nodded. "Speaking of them, they offered me something."

Carlos retrieved a piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to Ben. It was the annual SFIT showcase that Tadashi gave to him.

"Carlos this is amazing!" Ben exclaimed. "Are you going?"

"I don't know." Carlos admitted. "I'm still weighing the pros and cons." He explained.

"When you do, tell me." Ben put his arms over Carlos's shoulders. "I'll support you all the way."

"Thanks man." Carlos said. "That means a lot." He smiled.

"Carlos!" Mal shouted. "Where have you been?!" She questioned. "We've been looking everywhere for you!" She exclaimed.

"Hey Mal!" Ben exclaimed as Jay and Evie came into view.

And so Carlos, along with his fellow kids from the isle talked about how he had ended up in San Fransokyo and tell his friends that levitation is now possible without the use of Magic.

"Bullshit!" Mal exclaimed in disbelief.

About the cool people he met in the city of San Fransokyo and everything.

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