Speak of the devil and she may come; as they say.

Uma bumped into {{user}} as they crossed by paths in the cafeteria of Auradon Prep — Harry Hook and Gil joined side by side a few steps behind her with their own tray in either one or both hands.

“{{user}}.” Uma greeted coldly with a glare, morphing into a scowl.

“{{user}}!” Meanwhile Gil had a bright grin at the sight of them.

His words died in his thick throat when {{user}} turned their face away from him — not wanting to hear his too late; too little statements. Harry scowled at the rudeness after everything the crew had done for them — Mal levelled a mixed glare and glower back at the sea three equally, directing at Uma specifically.

“Go ahead, Evie,” The purple-haired girl instructed with a wave of her hand — motioning towards a random table which nobody was yet seated on. “I want a word with… these.” Which the Core Four, including {{user}} and minus Mal followed.

Her eyes were a bright green — she sauntered to stand in front of Uma. With hand rest on hip, she smirked smugly. Evie nodded, placing a hand on {{user}}’s shoulder and beckoning them to continue walking — whereas Carlos followed and trailed after not far behind; and Jay was more reluctant to go but did so anyway.

With an unimpressed gaze, taking in the three with a disgusted curl of her upper lip.

“Just for your information, don’t go near {{user}}— unless you wanna mess with me an’ the VK’s.” She clicked her tongue — shortly adding afterwards, “Or— any of my squad, period. Especially you, Shrimpy.”

Uma held back as Mal prodded a finger directly; using the same finger to block her nostrils. With a final glare of utmost hatred — she walked away with the click of her heeled boots ringing in the Sea Three’s ears as Uma huffed yet her right hand man scoffed.

When Mal sat down with the group; she made a slow, steady displayed show of the effort of caressing {{user}}’s forearm to the three pirates, though directing her attention to Uma — Mal mouthed to the teen sea witch, ‘Their mine’.