𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎:

𝑺 𝑶 𝑴 𝑬
𝑯 𝑨 𝑷 𝑷 𝑰 𝑵 𝑬 𝑺 𝑺

           "Still running errands for Uma or do you actually get to keep what you steal?"

           Of all the things she could have said, and of all the voices he had to of heard, it had to be Mal. Harry's day was going off nice and stingy as any other day. The scarf he stole for Jax was currently in ashes at his house, seeing as the boy was a pyromaniac, but nonetheless, it still earned the pirate major brownie points. He had managed to calm Uma down instead of letting her rage spiral go on, and he threw Gil into the pier for, what? The second time today? In other words, he was having, may God forbid, an okay day.

           And then she just had to show up and ruin it.

           Nevertheless, he played it off cool. "Well, well, well." He drowned out. "What a nice surprise." He said as he leaned backward.

           "Hi, Harry." She greeted with an annoyed tone.

           "Just wait! until Uma hears you're back." He said as he shouted the 'wait' heavily. "She is never going to give you back your old territory." During this, he kept looking at her up and down. What could it possibly be?

           "Oh, that's okay," She replied nonchalantly. "Because I will be taking it." At this Harry chuckled a little. "Say hi to Jaxy for me, will you?" At the mention of his boyfriend's name, Harry stiffened. Mal laughed a little. "That's right, didn't he have a crush on me a few years ago?"

           "He got over it." Harry frowned menacingly at her. What did Jax ever see in her? And for that matter, what did Uma? He didn't get the allure of Maleficent's daughter like his friends did.

           "Yeah, I'm not surprised. When it comes to Jax he's always switching flavors, you gotta wonder what's next after the fishy pirate. I've only been back a day and I heard that Anthony Tremaine has a thing for him." She smirks heavily, knowing she pushed just the right buttons.

           Harry stepped closer to the purple haired girl, his hook caressing her cheek. "I could hurt you." With that Mal abruptly grabbed his wrist and pulled out the gum in her mouth, only to place it on top of the tip of the hook.

           "Not without her permission I'd bet."

           Harry took a step back, only to shove all the things on the counter to the floor. He pointed his hook threateningly at Dizzy. "Tell your cousin that if he comes anywhere near Jax, he'll have me to deal with for the rest of his life." He whispered menacingly, which only inflated her fear.

           Dizzy gulped and nodded. "Will do." She whispered back.

*******

           "Yer never going to believe who's back, my dear Captain." Greeted Harry as we walked into the Chip Shoppe. "Pretty little princess, Mal." He grinned widely, waiting for Uma to give him orders on how to dispose of the witch.

           Uma slowly turned her head at the pirate. "Really now? Things just got interesting." She slowly started to smile.

           "I recommend throwing 'er to the sharks. Maybe along with that Tremaine fellow, no one likes him."

           "Harry," She paused. "You have to think bigger." She approached him, walking from the random customer's table to the corner of the room from where he was watching the gorgeous English alchemist.

           "Think about who's gonna come back to get her? Think who would hate to have his perfect little kingdom think that his perfect little princess had gone back to the Isle? He'll come looking for her, heroes always do."

            Harry was looking at the English alchemist that held his heart. Said boy was mixing drinks at the restaurant bar. "D'you think," He paused before speaking, which made Uma actually look at him, noticing that he was having a dilemma. "D'you think he'll go back with them?" He gulped. "He doesn't belong here, you know that."

           "Yes, he does, Harry. He was kicked out of Auradon for being like us, and he earned his place among us. He wouldn't go back with them, not without us."

           "Uma, you can't deny that he is a born Wonderlander at heart and that one day he'll have to go back-"

           "Harry!" Uma hissed. "Jax adores you, and he won't abandon us. You have to trust him, and yourself. With all the shit that we've been through at least one of us deserves some happiness."

*******

           The Fish and Chips Shoppe closed randomly all the time, this particular time was due to Uma needing privacy to perfect her plan of abducting the king that wandered onto their island. As she did that, her inner circle stayed inside, taking advantage of the empty place and chowing down as much food as they could. Others stealing packets of food, and the rest simply trying to forget where they lived, Jax was part of the latter group.

           Meanwhile, Harry decided to simply enjoy his time with his boyfriend. He strolled over to the boy with a black sweater covered in ripped holes with the sleeves rolled back. This was the Isle of the Lost and no one cared if they were underage or about corrupting their innocence. Besides, they didn't have any innocence left to corrupt.

           Harry discarded off his hat and jacket as he walked towards his love. And with no consideration for the furniture, climbed up the bar and jumped down to be next to Jax. The Hatter began to pour shots for his boyfriend and together they downed them as fast as they could.

           When the glasses hit the table, his shirt was being pulled forward by the pirate. Their mouths crashed together, the bitter taste of rum hit them both. Jax moaned and gripped Harry's neck forward, causing the pirate to wrap his arms around the alchemist's waist, only to drag them both to the floor.

           Harry often took the lead, and Jax did enjoy having the pirate straddled on top of him. They kissed some more before Harry's mouth left his as he went to kiss the corner of his mouth and kept going down until he settled on the English boy's neck. Jax's only response to it was to grip Harry's waist tighter. He made sounds that the pirate loved and overall the feeling of this physical enjoyment between the two of them just left Jax happy and chuckling from now and then. If there was one thing the couple was great at, that was getting sinful.

           Jax groaned before gracefully flipping his boyfriend over and straddling his lap. They were no longer laying down, now rather, in a sitting position. Harry helped shrug off the Hatter's jacket and with Harry's leather already removed, Jax only kept toying with the rips in his boyfriends shirt, and all the new ones he left in it. Once his jacket was off, Harry was also helping in unbuttoning Jax's shirt, it was only half way down when the Hatter began to laugh again in joy and brought his lover closer to him to kiss once more. They both kept making sounds in the back of their throats but something interrupted them right as Harry was about to lean down again.

           As a few glasses hit the floor, the breaking sound snapped them out of their lust-filled daze momentarily. "What's got you all moody today?" Jax coughed as he grabbed a towel from the counter and began to push the broken pieces together.

         "What makes you think I've been moody?" Harry said back with a buzzed tone. He wasn't drunk, and neither was Jaxy, they were just tipsy.

           "You only drink rum when somethings bothering you, so come on, out with it." The Hatter turned to face him when he finally started to speak.

            Harry sighed heavily. "Mal's back as you've heard."

           "Yes, I have." Jax nodded.

           "Well, you did have a thing for her before, right?"

           Jax blinked several times. "I... I had a short-lived crush that ended the second I found out all she ever wanted was to please her mother. And I could never be with someone who was constantly trying to win over someone's approval." Harry nodded in recognition, but Jax continued nonetheless. "She honestly did intrigue me, I'll say that. Very clever and full of mischief, incredibly attractive, those dragon eyes-"

           "Okay, okay, I get it. She's definitely attractive, but I am way more than her." The pirate waited for an answer when Jax didn't reply immediately.

           Jax shrugged his face. "Debatable." Harry flicked his forehead, and the two fell back laughing.

           "Jax?"

           "Yes, love?"

           "One more thing, you never had a thing with Anthony Tremaine did you?" When he didn't respond, Harry got on an elbow to look at him directly.

           Jax's face showed bewilderment. He hadn't thought of that moment in a long time. "It was, a moment of weakness you could call it." He abruptly stood up and began to clean multiple glasses.

           "Moment of weakness? Did you two actually-" Jax turned and walked into the back room. "Jax! Jackson Hatter, I am speaking with you!" Harry stomped off to find him.