Bree couldn't be happier with her brother's decision to bring four villain kids to Auradon, but six months later and she still feels something drawing her to the Isle.
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CHAPTER 5
Harry Hook walks into Ursula's Fish & Chips before hopping over the counter and turning on the tv. Uma walks out of the back with a tray of food before sitting it down in front of Harry and looking at the tv that shows Bree and Mal.
"Ugh!" Uma says as she throws food at the tv. "Poser."
"Traitor!" Harry calls as he eats. Harry hated to admit it but he found Princess Bree rather attractive and judging by the glares she sends the reporters, she wasn't like other royals.
"Hello?" Uma asks everyone before they start shouting and throwing food at the tv.
"Oh, I would love to wipe the smiles off their faces," Harry says as he wipes some food off of the tv before he eats the food on his finger. On the tv, Ben had come to stand beside Mal, as Bree stepped away. "You know what I mean?" Honestly he didn't want to do that to Bree because he likes her smile but he is evil so.
"Gil! You want to quit choking down yolks and get with the program?" Uma asks the guy beside her.
"Yeah. What they said," Gil answers as he swallows a yolk.
"That little traitor, who left us in the dirt," Uma says as she talks about Mal.
"Who turned her back on evil," Harry adds.
"Who said you weren't big or bad enough to be in her gang," Gil adds causing everyone to glare at him. "Back when we were kids. Come on, you guys remember. She called her Shrimpy, and the name just kind of..." Gil notices Harry's glare. "stuck."
"That snooty little witch, who grabbed everything she wanted and left me nothing," Uma says as she looks at Mal and Ben on tv.
"No, she left you that sandbox, and then she said that you could have the shrimp..." Gil explains.
"I need you to stop talking," Uma tells him.
"Look, we have her turf now. She can stay in Bore-adon," Harry says as if that was the answer.
"Harry, that's her turf now!" Uma says before turning off the tv. "And I want it, too. We should not be getting her leftovers. Son of Hook, son of Gaston, and me, most of all, daughter of Ursula!" Uma then turns to Harry. "What's my name?"
