Tears Fall Into The Sea | Ben Florian Beast

Chapter 2

Mal cuts the speech, "Or the day that you showed four people where the bathrooms are."

"A little bit over the top?" Ben asks her.

"A little more than a little bit." The two of them share a smile.

"Well, so much for my first impression," Ben says.

The moment Audrey speaks about Maleficent and such, Ursa tries to zone out again, but couldn't as Ben leads her to the side for a conversation.

"You know, we can give you help with your mental health problems, if you need it," he tells Ursa.

She stares at him.

"It's just that," he continues, "I saw the cuts at your wrist. Did you do that to yourself?"

She nods after a pause.

"A-and do you still have thoughts of-of dying?" Ben asks her.

"...Yes." Ursa reluctantly answers.

"Then, let me refer you to psychologists and psychiatrists, they're doctors for your mind. I just want you to get some help."

As much as Ursa wants to say she doesn't need it, she wants to get help, to be able to live a better life.

"...Fine."

Ben smiles at Ursa. It was the happiest and most genuine smile she ever saw.

She can't help but stare.

After a moment, Ben turns to the others and says, "Okay! So, how about a tour? Yeah?" Ben starts walking and the others follow. Audrey hurries to Ben and links their arms. "Auradon Prep, originally built over 300 years ago and converted into a high school by my father when he became king."

He claps his hands, and the statue of the current king morphs into his beast form. Carlos gets scared and jumps into Jay's arms.

"Carlos, It's okay. My father wanted his statue to morph from beast to man to remind us that anything is possible."

"Does he shed much?" Mal jokes with him again.

"Yeah, mom won't let him on the couch." They share a smile once again.

"So you guys have a lot of magic here in Auradon? Like wands and things like that?" Says Mal.

Here she goes again with the wands. Knowing her and her mom, they probably want to take it. And maybe Mal's crew, too.

"Yeah, it exists of course, but It's pretty much retired. Most of us here are just ordinary mortals." Ben says.

"Who happened to be kings and queens," Mal says.

"That's true. Our royal blood goes back hundreds of years." And there Audrey goes again with royalty and such.

"Doug. Doug, come down." A boy in a band suit nears them. "This is Doug. He's going to help you with your class schedules and show you the rest of the dorms. I'll see you later, okay?" Ben looks at Ursa as if reassuring her of it.

"And If there is anything you need, feel free to-"

"Ask Doug," Audrey interjects and drags Ben away.

"Hi, guys. I'm Dopey's son. As in Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and..." He sees Evie. "Heigh-ho."

"Evie. Evil queen's daughter," she says as she salaciously walks near him.

Doug shakes his head and says, "Okay. So about your classes, I, uh, put in the requirements already... history of woodsmen and pirates, safety rules for the Internet, and, uh, remedial goodness 101."

"Let me guess. New class? Come on, guys, let's go find our dorms," Mal says and goes up a set of stairs. Her crew follows her like little ducklings.

"Oh, uh, yeah, your dorms are that way, guys." Doug points at another set of stairs.

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As Mal and Evie want to dorm together, Ursa gets stuck with another Auradonian.

She extends her hand with a cheerful smile. "I'm Lonnie, Mulan's daughter."

Ursa stares at her quizzically but doesn't leave her hanging and shakes her hand. "Ursa, Ursula's daughter."

Lonnie goes to sit on a bed. "This is my bed, this is my bedside table, and that's my closet." She points to them. "That's your bed, your bedside table, and your closet. The rest are ours. Oh, and this is your key." Lonnie hands it to her. When Ursa extends her hand to take it, Lonnie shifts her gaze to her wrist.

"Oh." Lonnie looks like she's about to cry. "What happened? Did you do that to yourself?"

Ursa widens her eyes, realizing her mistake, and retracts her arm.

"Oh!" Lonnie stands and hugs her. "If you need anything, anything at all, you can go to me, alright? You can talk to me about anything; this is a safe space."

Ursa just stands there awkwardly, stunned by the action. No one on the Isle hugs a near stranger. In fact, she's pretty sure only the crew hugs each other in the Isle, when no one outside the crew is there.

This is going to be interesting.