Harry walked into Dizzy’s HairDressing, kiranna followed close behind him, then she leaned on the wall next to the door. Harry’s gaze landed on the young girl who had notes in her hands.

“hand it over, ya runt.” Harry said to the little girl. “ ‘a the rest.”

Dizzy groaned and gave him the money in her hand, and everything in the register.

“Mmh, thank you.” Harry turned to leave.

Kirannas eyes widened with surprise, nearly falling over when she seen a familiar face of who they all hated and accused of being a traitor here on the isle.

“Harry-“ kiranna started, but was cut off.

“Still running errands for uma or do you actually get to keep what you steal?”

Harry turned around. “Well, well, well. What a nice surprise.”

Mal: “hi, Harry.”

Harry: “just WAIT til uma finds out your back. She’s never gonna give you back your territory.”

Mal: “oh. Well that’s okay. Because I will be taking it.”

Harry put his hook through her hair. “I could hurt you,”

Mal grabbed his wrist, taking gum out of her mouth and putting it on the end of his hook. “Not without her permission, I bet.”

Harry smirked, before pulling back, he knocked everything off a shelf before bowing and walking out.

“Dramatic, as always.” Kiranna muttered before stepping forward, not following Harry out just yet. “Well hello there, princess.”

“Kira.” Mal said, looking at her. “Still following the pirates around I see?”

“Mmh. Still a mama’s girl I see?”

“You’re not like them, kiranna. You never will be. Your dad tried to fit in too- look where that got him.”

“You don’t know anything, mal. Do us all a favor and shut up.”

“Serpentine!” Came a Scottish accent from outside the shop, Harry.

“Duty calls.” Kiranna said, raising her eyebrow and curtsying before strutting out.