Okay, so I know it's only been, like a month since I've updated, but it feels like such a long time. I was beginning to lose interest in writing and almost quit, but I got over it and wrote this chapter. I just got a little stuck on one small part of the story and I figured out how to solve that little writer's block. Well, now that that's over, hopefully I can update more frequently. So thanks for waiting so patiently. I hope you enjoy this.

"Scarlet!" Evie shouted as she walked up to the blonde-haired girl, standing alone in the courtyard.

Scarlet turned around and frowned. "What do you want?" she asked.

"I saw you telling Carlos to dump me! You said you wouldn't get any ideas!" Evie yelled.

"I didn't. I already had one," Scarlet answered, smirking.

"I never should've trusted you," Evie said, her voice filled with venom.

"Yeah. You were kinda stupid to do that," Scarlet said. "But too late now. I've got Carlos wrapped around my finger. Pretty soon, he'll come crawling to me."

Scarlet glanced to her left and saw Carlos approaching them.

"Speak of the devil," Scarlet said.

Evie turned her head to see Carlos a few feet away from her and Scarlet. As he came closer, she hoped he wouldn't actually dump her. They've been through a lot to be together. It can't just end like this.

"Hey, guys," Carlos said.

"Hi, Carlos," Evie and Scarlet said at the same time, then glared at each other for a quick second.

"So Evie, dinner at Mrs. Potts' tonight?" Carlos asked, surprising both girls.

"Y-yeah. Sounds great," Evie answered.

"Awesome," Carlos said. He then turned to face Scarlet. "Hope that answers your offer."

Scarlet's jaw dropped, making Carlos smirk a little before walking away.

Evie chuckled. "Yeah. You've got him wrapped around your finger, alright," she teased.

Scarlet growled. "This isn't over. He just doesn't see how perfect I am for him yet," she said.

"Never gonna happen," Evie said, before walking away.

xXx

The baker's wife was very surprised to see the queen of Corona a few feet in front of her.

"What brings you here?" she asked.

"Well, I was hoping you could bake a cake for Captain Maximus' birthday this Saturday. Specifically, an apple cake," the queen of Corona said.

"Of course. I'll go find my husband," the baker's wife said, before curtseying and disappearing off into the kitchen.

As Rapunzel waited, her eyes wandered around the small bakery. The smell of freshly baked bread was always something she enjoyed. As she stood there waiting, she could hear a couple faint voices coming from behind her.

"E! Get back here!" cried out one of the voices.

Before Rapunzel could look behind her, a blue-haired young lady swiftly made her way in front of Rapunzel, a cheerful smile on her face.

"Your Highness," she said as she curtseyed. "My name is Evie and I'd just like to say you were one of my favorite princesses growing up."

"Oh, really? Um...thanks," Rapunzel said, flattered.

After looking at Evie, she remembered who she was.

"Hey, you're the Evil Queen's daughter, aren't you?" Rapunzel asked.

"I am," Evie answered.

"Wow, you look so different now. I haven't seen you since Family Day," Rapunzel said.

"Oh. You were there?" Evie asked sheepishly.

"Yeah. But it's okay. Everyone's gotten used to you guys now. I even knew a couple villain kids who attended Corona University. Almost everyone seemed to be okay with it," Rapunzel stated, catching Mal's attention.

"Did you say villain kids?" she asked, now standing next to Evie.

"Yeah. If I remember correctly, their names were Jay and...um...Carlos," Rapunzel said.

Mal and Evie exchanged looks.

"Why? Do you know them?" Rapunzel asked.

"They were our friends," Mal answered.

"Maybe more than that," Evie added.

"It's been years since we've seen Jay and Carlos. So we came here to find them, but no one seems to know where they are," Mal explained.

"Well, why didn't you say so?" a voice said.

Mal, Evie, and Rapunzel all looked over at the baker and his wife walking up to them.

"We know where those boys went," the baker's wife said.

"You do?" Evie and Mal asked in unison.

"The shorter one, Carlos, used to come here every week to buy bread. That kid must've gained a few pounds eating all those sandwiches," the baker's wife said, causing Evie to giggle. "So, we know them very well. The last time Carlos came here was to say goodbye. He said he and his buddy, Jay, were heading off to New Orleans. Said something about college not suiting them."

"Why didn't you tell us this sooner?" Mal asked.

"We didn't know who you were before. You never told us your names or else we would've known," the baker's wife said.

"They talked about us?" Mal asked.

"Oh, all the time," the baker's wife answered. "I could just imagine the looks on their faces when they see you two."

"Well then, we'd better get going," Mal said. "It was nice meeting you and letting us stay here for the night. And thanks for telling us where Jay and Carlos went."

"You're welcome," the baker's wife said.

"Bye," Evie said, receiving the same response from the baker and his wife.

And with that, the purple and blue-haired girls headed straight for the door. But just before they could get outside, Mal turned back.

"Wait! We don't know what your names are," she said.

"James," the baker said.

"And Emily," the baker's wife added.

Mal smiled and she and Evie headed out the door, but suddenly, Evie rushed back in. She stopped in front of Rapunzel before going outside again to say goodbye.

"Your Majesty," Evie said as she curtseyed once more before darting back outside.

Once she got in the car, Mal drove off. New Orleans was only a few hours away. As they drove out of Corona, Mal looked over at Evie and smiled.

"So, Jay and Carlos talked about us," she said.

"Yeah," Evie replied.

"You still worried Carlos doesn't like you anymore?" Mal asked.

"Not as much, but like that old lady I talked to last night said, it's been years since anyone's seen them. Things could be different," Evie said.

"Stop being so negative. The kid's had a crush on you since the ninth grade. I'm sure he still does," Mal said.

"Do you think Jay still likes you?" Evie asked.

Mal fell silent. Evie was suspecting Mal wasn't so sure about it, but then she spoke up.

"Yeah. I know he does. I mean, sure I was a bit sarcastic and cruel and kinda made fun of him sometimes, but he's dealt with me since we were seven. He's used to how I am. It's not like he's with some sweet, bubbly girl with a gorgeous face and gorgeous blonde hair and smothers him with kisses whenever he's around even though we're each other's true love, you know?" Mal said, her smile faltered, then faded.

Evie stared at her friend, worried about her after what she said. Is Mal actually worried about Jay? This whole time she's been confident and stuff telling her to not worry because she knows everything's gonna turn out all right, but maybe that was just a cover?

"Mal?" Evie asked.

"I'm fine. I just...," Mal trailed off, keeping silent for a moment. She then turned to Evie. "So tell me again how you got that job at that big fashion company?"

"Well, There isn't much to say about it. I...," Evie continued to talk.

There you go. I'm gonna start working on the next chapter now. Maybe.