We Wear The Mask

Don't Waste My Time

Notes:

Good Day fellow Descendants!

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The next day

"T!" Jay comes running, his steps sending sand everywhere as before he falls to his knees next to T. He was gasping for air as if he'd been running for miles.

T frowns as he looks up from the book he'd been referencing for Gil's question. It was rare for anyone to use that tone on him.

"Fuck man," Jay takes a deep breath before he continues, "you need to go to the hideout right now," He rests his hands on his knees, still struggling with his breathing, "before Mal fucking comes here looking for you." He shakes his head, sending droplets of sweat flying before he takes another deep breath, "I fucking forgot she knows about us practicing swords here. We're lucky she hates sand or she would have already come here looking for you."

All four of them pause what they're doing to stare at Jay in horror.

"Oh fuck." Carlos pales.

"T, you still haven't done that yet?" Hyades hisses.

Gil sighs as he looks at T in disapproval. "Fix it."

"On it." T jumps to his feet. "I'll catch her before she gets here. No big." He throws a hand over his shoulder. "I got it." He adds as he bolts over a fence post.

"Did anyone else feel uncomfortable with the smile on T's face?" Carlos asks with a frown.

"When don't I feel uncomfortable when that kid smiles." Jay huffs in response, still catching his breath from running to the beach forge. He falls to his back, panting up at the sky.

"I'm sure T can handle it." Gil sighs, "He wouldn't let the dragon find out about this." He says with conviction.

"I don't know why he was making such a big deal out of it." Hyades frowns before she goes back to melting the salvaged metal, "Uma was fine with it."

"Mal's not Uma." Carlos frowns, "And what did she not make a big deal out of?"

Jay frowns. Mal did love making mountains out of ant holes, especially where T was concerned. He wasn't sure what about the kid made her so paranoid, or suspicious, or whatever it was. He just knew it was a pain in his ass. Especially when T seemed to get a kick outta getting under the dragons hide. He wanted to throttle him for this latest stunt.

"We found T's supplies in the hideout, just like T put on Uma's ship." Hyades explains with a shrug, "Except, you know, tailored for you guys."

"Ugh." Jay frowns, as he turns away from Hyades. So, that's what this was about? He swallows a groan. What a pain in the ass. Why the fuck would Mal even be pissed about that? Then again, when it came to T, what didn't piss his leader off?