Descendants 2 Page #4

Oh, you got me.

I got to go.

Great practice,

though.

Yeah.

See ya. Hey, Mom.

It wasn't the right time,

all right?

"How to get out

of the friend zone."

They dined

with Aladdin and Jasmine.

I see you reading

over my shoulder.

Six months ago,

no one thought...

the wrong side

of the bridge would last.

Mal must be counting the days

until the Royal Cotillion,

- when she will officially

become a Lady of the Court.

Whoa.

Easy, girl.

What? You think

this is so easy?!

You don't have people

taking a photo of you

every single time you open

your mouth to say boo!

I mean, it's not that

I could even say, "Boo,"

but, you know what I--

I'm sorry.

Carlos, don't you ever

miss screaming at people

and just making them

run away from you?

You're thinking

of my mother,

and I was usually

on the other end of that.

So, not really. No.

Oh, hey!

Did you bring it?

Hi.

Just came to use

your 3D printer.

Won't be a sec.

How'd you get a key

to my room?

Oh, I printed it off

last time I was in here.

Uh...

you guys

were sleeping.

Look, I just-- Your printer's

so much better than mine,

and you install these hacks

and everything runs so much

smoother than mine and--

Out!

Now.

Fine. Fine.

Chad!

What? Hmm?

Leave the key.

-Mal?

-Hmm?

-My potion?

-Hmm.

Yeah. Um...

So, this thing

will make me say

what I really feel to Jane?

Yeah. I mean,

this is a truth gummie,

so take it

or leave it.

Perfect.

Hold on, though.

Are you sure that you

want to be taking this?

Because this is gonna make you

say the truth all the time,

no matter what,

and the only reason that

I'm asking is because I know

that if I took this right now,

I would get myself

sent back to the Isle.

Which, it's not that

that sounds super unappealing,

-but, you know...

-Yeah.

I'll take my chances,

I guess.

Okay.

Ohh!

Bad dog!

- Man, that thing

was nasty!

And you-- you just

got to man up.

And while you're at it,

scratch my butt.

You heard him.

Scratch his butt.

Mal.

- You're just gonna

leave me with him?

Come on.

You scratch your own

all the time.

Ugh!

Poser.

Traitor!

Hello?

Oh, I would love to wipe

the smiles off their faces.

-You know what I mean?

-Gil!

You want to quit

choking down yolks

and get with the program?

Yeah. What they said.

That little traitor,

who left us in the dirt.

Who turned her back

on evil.

Who said you weren't big

or bad enough to be in her gang.

Back when

we were kids.

Come on,

you guys remember.

She called her Shrimpy,

and the name just kind of...

stuck.

That snooty little witch,

who grabbed

everything she wanted

and left me nothing.

No, she left you

that sandbox,

and then she said that

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