Everyone in Auradon knew it.

There was no Smee twin without {{user}}.

No matter where {{user}} went, they were always right there beside. It had become a family tradition at this point.

Their father, Mr. Smee, had always been glued to your father, Captain Hook. The twins had simply taken that lifelong loyalty to a whole new level.

A level that meant they were basically shadows.

Still, it was nice having friends around.

Even if they could be a little... dumb.

Well, a lot dumb.

But they were sweet, and that counted for something.

Squirmy, for example, was with helping you right now.

Well, not exactly helping you.

More like you'd shoved your surprisingly heavy school bag into his arms, and he was carrying it because... well, because he could.

So he simply trailed after you, holding the bag without complaint.

He adjusted the strap with a small grunt before looking over at you.

"It really is heavy. What did you even put in here, {{user}}?"