A/N: I immediately thought of this when I thought of Mal being sick. I loved how Belle acted during Descendants 2, so caring and motherly. Mal needs that motherly guidance, and I just need some motherly fluff. Tell me if you like it!
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Bonus Mama Belle Chapter!
Belle doesn't get to cook too often anymore, but it's always been something she's loved to do. She used to bake peanut butter and chocolate cookies for Ben when he was little and earned a good grade or had a bad day. And when he was sick, she made some homemade chicken noodle soup that would always settle his stomach. Mrs. Potts, before she retired, taught her a recipe that would always stay down, no matter how sick a person was. Ben loved it, as did his father. Homemade soup, especially one made by loving hands, always cured the worst of their stomach illnesses.
So when Belle heard, first from Fairy Godmother, and then from her son himself, that Mal had fallen ill, and had actually fallen, Belle had gone to work. Once learning the girl would be okay, she made her way towards the kitchen of the castle and prepared her chicken noodle soup. The former queen doubted Mal had ever been able to rest when she was ill, and had never been made soup for her illness either. That was such a sad thought. She had supported her husband's decision to send all the villains to the Isle, but none of them had the foresight to think about possible children or what to do with them. Mal's misfortune was partly her fault, and she couldn't forgive herself for being a part of that.
Everything had to be perfect for Mal's first "sickness soup", as Ben had called it when he was little. Belle didn't know how the former villain would respond to her offer of soup and love, especially because Ben told her that Mal doesn't want many people seeing her. Her friends, being Evie, Jay and Carlos, and Ben were the only ones allowed inside Mal's room. She had only been sick for a couple of days, but while her fever went down, her stomach and muscle strength got worse. She wouldn't leave her bed, and had trouble keeping any food down.
She had the common flu, but her body wasn't used to Auradon illnesses. Mal had rejected getting too many vaccines, so they had to prioritize on her first day and hoped to give her and the others the rest eventually. That hadn't actually happened, and everyone was regretting that now.
Once the soup was done, Belle put that into a container, along with some crackers. She could set everything up at the school easily. Putting everything in a basket, she made her way to the awaiting limo and set out towards Auradon Prep.
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Mal hated being sick. Now she had to stay in bed, even if she didn't promise to. This wasn't a case of food poisoning, this was a full blown flu (or so Fairy Godmother tells her). She can't keep any food down and it feels like she's dying.
At first, she tried to do her homework and not let the sickness stop her, but sitting up made her feel dizzy and her hand felt too weak to even hold the pencil.
They had given Jay, Carlos and Evie something called a vaccine to prevent them from getting sick too, and it makes Mal really regret not getting it when she came to Auradon.
Evie was in class, so Mal was left alone to her thoughts and her television. She suffered through watching the news stations cover her fainting and her sickness. Maybe she should have stayed in bed that day, then it wouldn't be such a big deal. It was kinda nice not having to deal with the constant meetings and reporters and interviews and all the talk about the Isle and which kids to bring over. Evie and Carlos were better at that.
A knock at the door interrupted the documentary of Fa Mulan fighting in the war. Groaning, Mal shut off the television with the remote and yelled, "Come in!"
And in walked… Belle? Holding a tray with food on it.
"Hey Mal, hope I'm not bothering you, I thought you could use some food." The yellow-clad woman said softly.
Mal tried to sit up, causing Belle to put down the tray and help her. She pulled up the pillows to support the sick girl, and made sure she was all set before grabbing the tray again.
"I don't know if I can keep it down." Mal admitted. She didn't know what to make of this. Belle and her had gotten closer, but this was weird.
It was a little weird for Belle too.
"That's okay, this is my homemade chicken noodle soup. Beast's housekeeper from when we met taught me this recipe. Something about it helps keep it down and help the person eating it regain their strength. I always fed this to Ben when he was sick." Belle explained, getting the bowl and a spoon.
"I like dipping crackers in it, it helps settle the stomach more, so I brought some too." She continued.
The soup smelled really good, and it reminded Mal how empty her stomach was. But there was one problem.
"I… it smells so good, but I don't know if I can hold a spoon." She said reluctantly, eyes devouring the bowl of soup.
"That's okay. If you're comfortable, and you might not me, I could feed it to you. That's what I used to do to Ben…" Belle trailed off. Her and Mal had gotten close, and Mal had especially appreciated how Belle treated her during the Cotillion, but are they this close?
"Isn't that something Auradon mothers do for their kids?" Mal asked, a little apprehensive, but hungry.
"Well, I'm an Auradon mother and you are my kids girlfriend, so that's pretty close." Belle chuckled.
Mal weighed the pros and cons in her head, and decided, "Okay. I guess that's okay. But if you tell anyone i'll deny it."
That made Belle smile. "You're secret is safe with me, Mal."
Sitting up a little more, but not too much, Mal opened her mouth for the first spoonful. It was absolutely perfect. She had only eaten chicken noodle soup once, as a course in a five-course meal, so she didn't pay attention to it. The soup instantly soothed her stomach, and let her feel comfortable for more.
Belle fills the silence with a story of Ben when he was a kid, and had a tantrum during a meeting with King Triton, and threw his entire dinner plate onto the King, polluting the river he lounged in with spaghetti sauce and soggy meat.
Mal had to stop eating for a few moments after that story, allowing Belle to get some crackers and dip it in, giving some to Mal and some to herself. Who could blame her, it was really good soup and Mal was getting full.
After they were finished, Belle started cleaning up everything.
"So, overall, how are you feeling?" Belle asked.
"Actually, I'm feeling a lot better. That soup has some sort of magic in it?" She asked.
"I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised if it somehow involved magic. I'll tell you my secret though. Mrs. Potts make me use the parsley from her plant that is still somehow in the garden of the castle." Belle laughed. "I would be willing to bet that she put a spell on that plant. It never dies, and someone cut it down once, and it grew back immediately. Don't tell anyone though, she made me promise it would stay a secret."
That made Mal stop and think. Later, she'll probably blame it on the flu, but having Belle treat her in such a motherly way left her yearning for more.
"Maybe, when I'm better and we have time, you could maybe, teach me how to make the soup? Carlos used to get sick a lot on the Isle during the winter because he's so small, and-" She wasn't even breathing, just trying to get all the words out.
"Mal, I would love to teach you. Just get better first, ok?" Belle assured the young girl with a smile. She knew she wouldn't ever replace Maleficent as Mal's mother, but that doesn't mean she can't treat Mal like family. Speaking of Mal's mother…
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but where is your mother?" She asked as she noticed the cage that housed the evil witch was gone.
"Oh, Evie put her in the closet. She was hissing at me a lot, probably for laying around." Mal smiled.
"Oh, well, whatever works!" Belle chuckled a little. "And if you need anything, you have my number!"
Hesitating for a moment, Belle leaned in and gave Mal a kiss on her head. Mal gave her an amused look, and Belle gave her one back.
"I regret nothing." She said as she left. Mal burst out laughing at that, refusing to admit to herself that she appreciated everything that Belle did today. Only seconds after the door closed behind Belle, it opened again, revealing a confused Evie, having visited her room after lunch to check on Mal.
"What was that and why is Ben's mom laughing?" Evie asked.
"I've just decided that I would totally be with Ben, even if I didn't love him, just for his mom." Mal said, bursting out laughing at her friends even more confused face.
Every day, something reminded her why she decided to stay in Auradon. Reminds her why she doesn't regret it. Today, it is Belle.
A/N: Mal might be a little ooc, but i'm blaming it on her being sick. Deal with it :)
And this is the last of this story, but I have an idea for a series. It won't be another chapter, it will be another story.
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