Descendants Fanfiction Collection

Oh, Baby, Baby Part 7

Summary: Mal is sleeping over at Evie's place one night when she ends up sleepwalking and sleep-eating. Naturally, this leads to trouble. But the type of trouble it caused was what no one could have expected. Let's just say Mal's being a real "baby" about it. Mal and Evie friendship/sister feels, Uma friendship feels with Mal and Evie, Core Four feels, Bal, Huma, Jarlos, and Jaudrey.

   "Dadgum it, I thought we agreed you were answering the phone the next time one of them called!" Uma cried as Evie hung up the phone for the millionth time since they had left the festival.

"Well, we don't have our story straight!" Evie told her in response, grunting as she hauled in the enormous amount of plushes through her front door and somehow managed to carry Mal on her hip as well.

"We're going to say it's my dear Aunt Morgana's daughter," Uma told Evie, and Evie just shook her head slightly.

"That's not going to work. You acted like you didn't know Mal at all when you took her from Carlos earlier," Evie pointed out as she bent down, putting Mal on the floor.

Uma just groaned in irritation with the entire situation, pulling her own pile of toys through the door behind the bluenette.

They had left the festival shortly after they finished up jumping on the trampolines. They were originally going to leave the toys that they won at the stand until Mal remembered them and demanded that they go back for the plushes. So, they complied, and the man had fortunately not done anything with them since the girls had won all of his stock. The girls then, hauling what felt like thousands of toys, headed home.

It was then that they started getting texts and calls nonstop from Carlos, Jay, Audrey, and Jane.

"What do you suggest we do, then, girl genius?"

"I don't know," Evie replied calmly, her brow furrowed as she looked around, trying to find a place to dump off her toys.

Uma opened her mouth, about to say something else to Evie, but she suddenly heard a motor running. This was a really strange occurrence due to the fact that Evie's house was so far from the road. Uma turned to face the driveway quickly and her eyes widened as she gaped at the sight of a Ford Raptor pulling along with an easily identifiable pawprint-covered white Mini Cooper right behind it.

"Well, you might want to know pretty quick. We've got company," Uma informed her, the edges of panic easing into her voice. Evie and Mal turned to look in the direction that Uma was pointing, and Evie's eyes went wide as she fully freaked out.

"Oh, my gosh!!! Shut the door, Uma, shut it, shut it!" Evie cried, and Uma complied quickly, closing the door and locking it for good measure. She spun around on her heel to gaze at Evie.

"What are we going to do with all these toys?!" Evie cried, and Uma shook her head, trying to come up with a plan quickly as she looked around the room. Her eyes quickly caught sight of the kitchen, and she hurried with her pile of stuffed animals.

"C'mon! Put it in your kitchen closet!" Uma cried, and Evie followed her quickly, Mal toddling behind both of them as fast as her short little legs could carry her.

Uma yanked open the door, and her eyes widened at the perfect rows of soup cans all stacked and categorized by type and by alphabetical order according to the name of the type. Uma stared at this for a moment before just deciding to let it go, slamming in teddy bears and unicorns as she crammed them in and successfully messed up Evie's soup cans.

Uma could tell that Evie didn't like her doing that, but Evie followed along mostly without hesitation. Evie pushed in a toy dog, shortly followed by a sheep, and then a purple cat.