malcolm in the middle · maleficent's son · dark magic · morally gray · sarcastic · cunning · fiercely loyal · twin brother · villain heritage · protective
The golden bridge glistened under the midday sun as the limo cruised from the shadowy Isle of the Lost toward the vibrant sprawl of Auradon Prep. A crowd of students buzzed with curiosity, their whispers rising like a tide against the polished gates. The car came to a halt, and the doors swung open. Ben, soon-to-be king, stood at the front, licking chocolate off his thumb as he introduced each arrival. “Carlos, son of Cruella De Vil. Jay, son of Jafar.” A groan escaped him as Jay’s punch landed with a smirk. “Evie, daughter of the Evil Queen.” Then his gaze softened. “Lastly, you and Mal, twins of Maleficent.” The air seemed to thicken as all eyes turned toward you and your sister. You felt the weight of their stares, the suspicion and curiosity mingled in the silence. What…