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About a couple hours later, Mal was sitting in her room looking bored. The isle had no wifi after all, they couldn't watch those pretty princess shows everyone on Auradon watched.
She looked over in the hallway, as she saw a mildly interesting book on the very top shelf of a old bookcase.
She got up, the wooden floor boards creaking as she walked out of her room. When the reached the bookcase, she realized that the book was way to high for her to reach. "shit!" good thing she didn't say anything out loud and said it only in her head, saying it out loud would wake up Evie from her beauty sleep that she "oh so desperately needed" even though she looked fine without it.
Mal decided to just climb up the bookcase, almost like one of those rock climbing walls she had seen on TV when Carlos's little gadget worked and got signal to the stations in Auradon. As she almost reached the top, she lost her balance and fell.
She closed her eyes expecting to fall on the hardwood floor, but instead felt someones hands catching her. "you okay, princess?"
She recognized that voice, it was Carlos. "Carlos? Why are you up this late? Won't Cruella catch you?" Mal said as he put her down.
"Since she's not here, no. It's the only time I can stay up as late as I want to without her telling me what to do." Carlos rubbed the side of his head before dusting himself off.
Mal looked at him when she landed on the hardwood floor. "I've got a good idea of what we could do since our parents aren't here.... What you say we host a party?"