Chapter 2
A/N
Oh. My. Goodness. All the love I received from one story is insane! So many favorites and followers and reviews. Thank you so much! Here's some more for you!
So since i'm new to publishing, I accidently put this story as in-progress instead of complete. So… I wrote another chapter. And a third… Yay! So here's the next chapter, and the final one will be up soon.
Dessert
As the four children of the nastiest villains snuck down to the kitchen to brew up the magic love potion, in the form of cookies, they all had mixed feelings.
Evie was excited to finally bake with a fully stocked kitchen, or at least, that's what Doug told her. He always tells her exactly what she wants to hear, from answering her sneaky questions to telling her that her hair is perfect when she gets worried.
Mal was excited in a different way. To finally make a potion,and to use it for evil? She was so close to making her mother proud. And she would anger stupid Princess Audrey, her own personal revenge, to hurt the same family who hurt hers. She gave a smirk to show her evil joy, since no one was watching.
Jay and Carlos didn't really care, just showing up because they all had the same mission, Carlos clutching Dude to his chest.
Entering the strangely unlocked kitchen, they stopped at a table, as Mal spoke.
"Okay, I have the ingredients and instructions. We need to find where they keep the food. Evie?" She asked, turning her head.
"Doug says they keep the food in a closet." She explained as she started walking around the room. "Ah, here it is!" She exclaimed, opening a door.
As they entered the pantry, they stopped short. Again. So. Much. Food. And ingredients for food.
"Okay," Carlos said, "I know that it takes a lot of food to feed the whole school, but this is ridiculous. This could feed all our families for a year."
Mal was the first one to snap out of her shock.
"Okay people, we are here on a mission. Jay and I will get the ingredients, Evie, you and Carlos get the pans and whatever. You're the ones who cook, you know more than us."
After getting the necessary things, they met up again at the table. They had most of it done when Lonnie entered.
After giving her speech about the wonders of chocolate, and supplying the last ingredient, Lonnie left, only to come back soon after.
"One more thing guys, um… Is it true? About what you were saying at dinner?" She asked sorrowly.
"As Mal said, it's different where we're from." Carlos answered. "We have to live off what we can. Auradon and it's people don't really care enough to know what goes on on that island. We don't get help from anyone. It's okay, though, you get used to the hunger. It stops being so painful after a while."
Lonnie just stands there, crying again. She wipes off her tears herself, nods, and says,
"I know you don't want my pity, so I won't give it to you, but let me just say, i'm happy things are better here for you."
She quickly walked out of the kitchen, not returning this time.
They were quiet, until Jay finally said,
"I don't like that girl."
"Oh please." Carlos laughed, "You're just upset she didn't fall for you."
"She should have! Maybe the spell won't work…"
"Yes it will, it just didn't have the final ingredient. Without everything, it's useless." Replied Mal.
Jay just pouted. Not that he would admit that.
Meanwhile, Carlos was sneaking towards the chocolate chips. It looked like the second ingredient on that little nutty thing that he had in the limo. Evie and Mal joined him, eating the chocolate, and loving it. When they were almost done, Jay realized what was going on.
"Hey!" He said angrily.
The girls shoved the bowl at Carlos, and quickly made their way to the oven to check on the cookies.
"No, Jay!" Yelled Carlos as Jay advanced towards him. They began to fight as Jay tried to get the chocolate chips, and Carlos tried to keep them away and eat them first. The girls didn't stop them until the cookies were done, and they needed to leave. The chips were all on the floor anyway.
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They didn't let each other know how Lonnie's words had affected them. But as they laid in bed, the thoughts never left their minds.
Cruella never comforted Carlos. She was the only one who wanted her kid to stay, but why? She said she would miss him, but she wouldn't miss Carlos, she would miss having someone who would serve her. He wasn't a son, he was a servant. She would miss someone who knew how to fix her roots, fluff her furs, do what she says. Carlos wasn't raised to be evil. He was taught that his only purpose in life was to serve his mother. He didn't want to steal the wand, he just wanted off the Isle of the Lost. He wanted away from his mother. Yet he was too afraid to anger his mother to fail. Carlos was stuck. Just stuck. He didn't want to get the wand, because he'd be his mother's slave again, but he had to get it, because he was scared. Scared to lose everything.
Carlos cuddled closer to Dude that night, hiding his tears in Dude's fur.
As for Evie, she was confused. She didn't mean it when she sang she never got no love. Hello, double negative… Her mother did love her, in her own way. She didn't hug Evie, or show any type of affection. She was never proud of Evie. But that's only because she wanted the best for her daughter, right? She wanted off the island, she wanted her daughter where she belonged. On the arm of a rich, handsome prince. But… Did Evie want that? Princes weren't like she thought they would be. Prince Ben was sweet, but totally Mal's territory. And Prince Chad… He wasn't very charming. He only speaks to Evie about his homework. And she'd seen him with other girls, flashing his dazzling smile. Evie couldn't see herself happy with him, but did she need happiness? Happiness or Fortune? Love or a Prince? Did her mother really love her, or what she could do for her mother?
All the questions made Evie's head hurt, so she blocked her mind by thinking of dress designs for the coronation. She would be the fairest of them all.
Jay was just laying in bed. He knew his father didn't love him. The look on his face every time Jay came home with his loot told him so. He never did enough, never stole enough, never was enough. Yet Jay still tried to please him. But he wasn't the cute little boy who could cry his way out of any trouble. He could flirt his way to some treasures, but nothing on the Island was actually worth much, because the biggest valuables were confiscated when the villains were sent away, and no one could afford much anyway. So his dad truly asked for the impossible, and yet Jay still tried to achieve that. And here, in Auradon, with all these fancy princesses and princes, there was so much he could steal, and if he took them back, maybe then his father would be proud. Besides, the items he took could easily be replaced. They didn't need it, but he did.
He growled in frustration, before getting up to pace around his room. He had to move, and Carlos was sleeping anyway. He just made sure not to wake Carlos up, since he didn't seem to be in good shape either.
And finally Mal. She wasn't even attempting sleep, instead drawing to keep her mind occupied. But she stopped when she realized she drew her mother. Mal's purpose in life was to be exactly like her mother. Heck, her full name is Maleficent, exactly like her mother. But sometimes, Mal wanted to be her own person. And that made her feel selfish, but... should it? Maybe when she gets the wand, she'll be good enough, or make that bad enough, for her mother. Then she'll get to be her own person, because she'll be evil enough. She'll rule the world. But what would happen to her friends. She isn't as heartless as her mom, she truly cares about Evie and Carlos and Jay. She cares that Evie's mother only taught her daughter to be a good wife, when Evie is so much more. She cares that Jay's father expects the impossible from his son, raising his son to be exactly like his sworn enemy, raising him to be a street rat. She cares that Carlo's mother hurts him, physically and emotionally, so much that he actually ran from her and to Auradon, and cares more about her furs than him. And she cares that her mom only loves evil, and not her own daughter. They all are here to prove themselves to their parents, to show that they are worth the burden they brought upon their parents. Because that's all they are. Burdens.
Mal refused to cry. She didn't cry. You had to have feelings to cry. You had to be weak. And Mal wasn't weak. She was rotten to the core. She had to be.
A/N
I was going to end it after the cookies, but I read a review that made me want to make this into a serious story. There will be one chapter after this, and I might start a series of oneshots or a long chaptered story about the struggles Mal, Evie, Carlos and Jay have dealt with. I'm going to read the book series to help me with that, but I want your opinions. Would you guys like that? Anyway, I have received two requests already, and they are in the works, I promise you. Feel free to send more. I haven't found a NOTP yet, and I will inform you if I do. I especially love Jay/Carlos and Evie/Doug. But do expect some more! Please leave a review if you want, I never realized how amazing it is to get them! Evil Dreams!
