Truth Or Fiction

Chapter Fourteen

Lucy quickly grabbed a scroll and tore off the ribbon.

"Hurry up!" Alexandria exclaimed.

"I'm moving as fast as I can!" Lucy told her and unfurled the scroll.

Hades could honestly say that he had not expected that question to come from Mal. At the very least he had expected it when she was a lot older, like maybe thirteen or so.

Mal raised an eyebrow. "Really? You use my middle name and you think I wouldn't ask questions until I was a teenager?"

"In my defense, it just slipped out," Hades shrugged.

But he saw no reason to lie to the girl, especially since she was coming to him for the answers.

"After all, she might not take it all that well if she realized you lied to her later on," Phillip Jr. spoke up.

"...he may have a point," Mal muttered.

If anything, she'd probably be a lot more likely to believe him since she was coming to him instead of vice versa.

"This is true," Jay nodded. After all, that was pretty much the case for every one of the kids on the Isle.

"Yes Mal, I am," he said after a few minutes of silence, giving a nod as if accentuating his point. Mal tilted her head as if in thought and Hades couldn't help but be amused. So she did get something from me, at least behavior wise, he thought considering his daughter was pretty much a Maleficent clone though the purple hair was entirely her own.

Mal bristled at the thought of being called a Maleficent clone though smiled at the fact that she'd gotten something from her dad.

"Of course Mal's hair's her own," Uma grinned. "No one could try to be Mal!"

"Why would they want to?" Audrey muttered under her breath.

Her green eyes though were one hundred percent Maleficent however Mal's eyes shown with a fire that was different than that of his ex-wife's. While Maleficent's seemed to shine with rage, Mal's shone with a curiosity and a passion that had yet to be extinguished by life on the Isle or with Maleficent.

Belle couldn't help but smile at that, happy that the young girl was able to keep those desires alive. If one looked closely, they could still see that curiosity and passion shining in Mal's eyes even though it was clear she tried to keep it hidden.

One could argue, however, that Mal's lean frame could come from Hades.

"It is true that the Goddesses tend to be more lean than the Gods," Hera nodded.

"Not necessarily. You've seen Narcissus and Hermes," Demeter told her.

Compared to my brothers, I'm not the most muscular of the Gods, Hades thought. But the Fae were always seen as lean creatures themselves. Maleficent was no body builder after all.

"So I just got the image in my head of Maleficent curling like fifty pound dumbbells," Chip chuckled.

Persephone leaned over and kissed Hades' cheek. "I happen to think you look the best of all of them," she whispered. "Who needs big and bulky?"

Hades smiled at her and kissed her cheek in return.

Plus Mal's been on an Isle where rotten food is the main course. As much as I can try at the restaurant, I'm still working with the food Auradon sends us. Gods, if only I could get my hands on something fresh!