The door to Mal and Evie's room was wide open their conversation could be heard from around the corner.

"It's so pink I'm going to throw up." The disgusted clear in the purple haired girl's tone. 

Evie looked back at her best friend. "Right.." She had whole heartedly loved the pink room. Evie felt like a princess in it. Everything was soo new and comfortable she could fall asleep on the carpet but that would just be unladylike.

"Order up." Amour said pushing Pip into the room. He placed the sewing machine on the desk by the door.

"Wait." The blue haired girl smiled over said machine. "This is where the boys got all their trinkets?"

Pip went over to Mal sliding her a load of art supplies and sketch books. "Yeah. Sorry we couldn't do yours in time." 

"It's Ben's fault." He flashed a grin at the ginger that glared at him. "What he has no time management skills."

Sure, Ben was a good guy but he always took on more than he needed. The future king was quick to try to help without thinking it through. His heart was far too big for his chest. The boy gave, and gave, and gave. He took everyone's feelings like it was his responsibility that's why the daughter of Giselle and the son of king Arthur were always by his side.

"If you need anything just ask. We'll be like your personal genie for decoration." Pip spun around as if when she did she'd get a genie tail. "You get three wishes."

"Like fairy godmother wand?" Mal asked. "Or mom's staff?" The girl had a curious look in her eyes her mind storming over with ideas.

"Sure. We can definitely find some in the museum's gift shop." 

"Museum?" She asked.

Pip shrugged. "Were the keep all the things form our parent's stories." She shifted around. "Auradon isn't as pro magic as you'd think."

Amour scoffed beside the doorway. "They keep taking Excalibur and putting it there. That's my emotional support sword."