AN: I am so sorry guys. I had a severe case of writer block for the last two months. Not to mention school work and finals to prepare for. But I finally got a spark of inspiration, so here's Chapter 4 of Flashlight.

Disclaimer: I don't in any way, shape, or form own Disney Descendants or its characters.

Chapter 4 - Mal II

4 Months Later

"MAL, GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF BED! WE NEED TO GO SCHOOL SHOPPING!"

Groaning, Mal turned onto her side, pulling her covers over her head in hopes of blocking out the voice interrupting her precious sleep. A few minutes passed in peace before Mal's sheets were pulled clean off her bed and she curled her body into the fetal position in an attempt to fight against the sudden lack of warmth her sheets provided.

The source of her torment sighed dramatically and mumbled something under her voice in annoyance. Before Mal could comprehend, she was pulled off her comfortable bed and onto the unforgiving hardwood that was her bedroom floor.

Startled, she looked up at her abuser, wide-eyed and speechless. Evie stood above her with her hands on her hips, a victorious expression dominating her face. Standing, Mal huffed, blowing her wild purple hair out of her eyes, glaring at Evie. Glancing at her bedside clock her eyes widened once more, before she whipped her head around to glare at Evie with new-found frustration.

"Evelyn Royal, why, pray tell, did you literally pull me out of bed at 8 o'clock in the morning?"

"Why?! Mal! We start at our new school in two weeks! If we don't go shopping now, I won't have nearly enough time to make us first day outfits. Not to mention all the school supplies we need! Lipstick, Eyeliner, Blush, Mascara!"

"Lipstick? Eyeliner? Blush? Mascara?! E, I hate to burst your fashionista bubble, but makeup isn't exactly considered 'school supplies'."

"Well, we obviously need all the other less important stuff. Notebooks, pens, pencils, etcetera, etcetera…" Mal looked at Evie with her eyebrow raised, a smirk slowly forming as she watched Evie's face redden, "Oh shut up! Don't you give me that look, Mallory, just hurry up and get ready. I don't want to get stuck in the mall's summer crowd."

Mal chuckled as Evie walked away, her face flushed. Walking into her bathroom to take a shower, she began to reminisce about how she and Evie had ended up here.

4 Months Ago

"Mallory Faery? Evelyn Royal? My name is Agent Perez. I'll be the agent in charge of finding the two of you good homes." A mid-aged man with greying brown hair and sunken brown eyes walked towards the two and held out his hand.

Hesitantly Evie reached out and shook Agent Perez' hand, while Mal stood silently next to her, her arms crossed tightly across her chest.

"H-hello Agent Perez. I'm Evelyn Royal, she's Mallory Faery. W-what exactly do you mean by 'finding the two of you good homes'?"

"Well, girls, given the circumstances and reasons of your mothers' arrests, we have to place the two of you in foster care either until you reach the age of 18, or your mothers are proven innocent and allowed custody of you once more."

Hearing the agent's mention of foster care, Mal's eyes widened in horror. Wait, what?! F-foster care? But...Looking at Evie, Mal's heart stopped short.

"Wait, ar-are you saying that Evie and I are going to be placed in different foster homes?"

"We will do our best to place the two of you in homes near each other, but it is not a guarantee."

Evie gasped and gripped Mal's hand in hers. The two looked at each other with identical fear shining in their eyes. Evie shook her head in disbelief, tears forming in her eyes.

"NO! No, th-there has to be some way we can stay together. Mal…Mal is practically my sister! We were raised together! We…we're all each other has…we're all each other has ever had…Please!" Evie sobbed to Agent Perez, clenching Mal's right hand in both of hers. Agent Perez feared that Mallory's hand would be removed from her body before they would get the chance to separate the two girls. He sighed in defeat, knowing he had to do the right thing.

"I will see what I can do. Just remember, I cannot make any promises…"

3 Month Ago

"Hello, Evelyn, Mallory. How are the two of you doing today?" inquired Agent Perez as the two entered his office.

"We're doing okay, Mr. Perez. Um, is there any particular reason you called us in today? We weren't supposed to meet until next week," Evie asked hesitantly as the two sat on the chairs located in front of his desk.

"Actually, girls, I do have a reason for calling you. I have some exciting news. The agency and I have found a family willing to take both of you in!" Agent Perez told them, a smile adorning his face.

Mal and Evie shared a look, before small smiles crossed their faces.

"I found a woman by the name of Ella Bleu that works as the librarian at the local high school in my hometown. She is a single mother and has a 14-year-old daughter named Jane. She is more than happy to take in both of you. She also believes that having two slightly older females in the house will help her daughter overcome her shyness around others."

"They sound lovely. When do we get to meet them?"

"Now, actually. If you're up to it?"

"Mal?" Evie looked at Mal questioningly.

"Why not? We've got nothing to lose." Mal shrugged, smirking slightly.

Present

And to think, here we are, three months later, about to start at a new school in a new town, Mal sighed wistfully. I better hurry up before Evie flushes the downstairs toilet on me. Again…the little brat, Mal chuckled as she exited the shower before drying off, dressing, and walking into her room, wondering what their new school would have in store for them.