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[bexstlyben]

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The four poster bed was a little mocking. His body was sore- like someone had slammed him with magic so hard it left his bones with an ache. It was nice to wake up slow, the gentle break from work leaving him tired, but he suspected it wasn’t just his work that left him that way. It was the magic still riding him. 

 He ached to pull himself up, pressing a hand to his forehead. What the heck happened? The door began opening, and Ben rushed. Slipping his hospital mask back on, he grabbed a nearby lamp, heavy and firm. He ripped the chord out, letting the copper wiring and rubber fall, and held the lamp back over his shoulder, ready to throw if it came to.“Who are you?” He demanded. His words had the slight muffle he was used to from his 3-ply mask. “Where am I?”

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Toby had been interested in learning about the kids that Ben had selected to come over from the isle. But he never thought he would be cornered by Mal. His arms crossed across his chest. “Happy are we?” The accent thick but understandable. “There is two of us but I know nothing about my brother.” 

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“Oh shush it darling, I am not letting you put back on the trash you call clothing.” Cruella had spent her life in the fashion industry and while her preference was for furs she did know about other types of clothing. “Why don’t you try this on,” Cruella held out something a bit more Mal’s style; A knee length purple dress and a small black fur coat that she had made from cat fur.

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Gil smiled at Mal, one of the few villain kids on the Isle who wouldn’t greet her with disdain for her choice to not free them. “So you’re dating Belle’s kid? You do know my dad wanted to marry his mom right?” It was weird how she was dating the son of the woman who, if things had gone differently, could have been his mom.

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“Can I ask a stupid question?” His fingers drummed on the mahogany table. “I was kind of guessing before, but I thought I’d check. Do ogres like cheese puffs? I’ve never seen- well.”

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Mal took his hand into hers, “Look, whatever or whoever is conjuring these creatures in Camelot, it’s more than you can take on by yourself, Ben. You might have to fetch Yen Sid from the Isle or work with Merlin.” She knew she shouldn’t make mention of magic, as it made him uneasy, “Or even both..”

“I still need to try.” Ben frowned, looking down at their entangled hands, He offered her comfort, thumb rubbing small circles to her knuckle. “I need to try, it’s my duty, Mal. If I can’t then Merlin will be there to help.”

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Ben held up his shovel like a bat, ready to swing. He wasn’t skilled at fighting, better at running or talking his way out of a situation- his survival on the Isle was based on the gates around Beast Manor, and building his reputation of not needing to defend himself. 

Until people climbed the fence, jumped the gargoyles and rampaged his garden. His garden, that stained his cheeks and fingernails from his life long maintenance. He aimed for a head of purple hair. “Put down the potatoes, now.”