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Jane had an arm wrapped around Mal's head board when she summarized her encounter, "Mom said, 'If a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it.' Can you believe it? What world does she live in!" She flopped dramatically on to Evie's bed.

"Auradon," Uma scoffed. She was laying on her bed with her hair out of her braids and was staring at a worn-out stuffed toy bear with a small baby blue bow around his neck and a cursive 'B' on the bottom his foot that she held delicately in her hands.

Mal, who was laying on her stomach on her bed working on a rough draft of her locker, noticed Uma was playing with her valuable possession, so she scolded, "Careful with that! It was a gift from- "

"Gil," Uma snapped, "I know. You think I wouldn't notice him sleeping without it? This thing helped him sleep when he was a child on the streets. He's had it for a few years up until a couple months ago."

"Mal," Evie began as she grabbed the dress she was working on to change the subject, "do you like?"

"Yeah," the purple-girl agreed as she went back to her drawing. "It's cute; brings out your eyes."

The Isle princess smiled happily at her creation with pride, insisting, "I know."

"I'll never have a boyfriend." Jane complained, too self-centered to realize the previous conversations happened.

Uma turned on her side, after tossing the toy carelessly to the owner, and claimed, "Boyfriends are overrated."

"And how would you know, Shrimpy?" Evie wondered as she rested her cheek on her fist. "You've never had one."

Uma leaned up on her elbows to glare at the blue-haired teen. "I'm a captain, Isle Only Princess," she spat vehemently. "I don't need one because they'll distract me from my crew."

Mal couldn't help the smirk that found its way on her face as she looked up from her drawing. "Speaking of your crew, where is your first and second mate?"

Uma sighed disgruntledly before laying back down on the bed and explaining, "Gil is studying with Ben again and Harry's out on the Tourney field with Jay and Carlos. They are helping him so he can play during the game over Chad."

Evie gasped in sudden realization. "Oh, no! I forgot to do Chad's homework!" She dropped her dress and hurriedly grabbed the spoiled prince's bag to begin wrongly doing the work.

Mal muttered to herself a little angrily, "Isn't that a good thing?"

There was a short brisk knock on the door before a teenage girl-about the same age as the three villain girls, with a black bob haircut wearing a pink flora dress entered the room. "Hey guys!" She greeted happily and cheerfully. "You probably don't recognize me, but I'm Lonnie."

The 'VKs' perked up at the sound of the familiar name. "I know you," Mal determined knowingly. "You're Mulan and Shang's daughter. Ben told me all about you; you and he are childhood best friends, right?

Lonnie smiled brightly at being referred in such a way. "That's right! Anyways, I love what you've done with Jane's hair and I was wondering if you would do mine."

"Sure," Mal agreed, closing her drawing book, "no problem."

Lonnie didn't bother hiding the surprise on her face. "I'll give you fifty dollars as payment."

Evie stood from her sewing desk-momentarily forgetting about the homework, and made the short stroll to Lonnie. "There's no need," the blue haired girl insisted.

"Are you sure?" Lonnie wondered concerningly. "I can pay you."

"We're sure," Mal denied, sharing a look with Evie. "Consider it a gift from your three new friends."

"Let's see." Evie examined the future-ROAR captain head to toe. "I'm thinking, we lose the bangs, maybe add some layers and highlights. . ."

"Yeah, yeah!" Lonnie agreed with the continuous bobbing of her head. "I want it cool." She turned and gestured to the other two 'VKs'. "Like Mal and Uma's."

Uma raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Really?"

For some reason, Evie thought it would be a great idea to jab at her. "The split ends and stench too?"

Uma made a move to jump off the bed and lunge at the princess. The two 'AKs' backed away from her, but Mal managed to grab Uma's arm before she could do any major damage. "Enough!" Mal ordered in a booming voice. "Let's call a truce before our fighting causes the boys to hate each other again. No more cracks about Uma's hair and no more constantly reminding Evie that she's not a princess in Auradon."

"Easy for you to say Miss 'Queen of the Isle,'" Uma argued as she forcefully tugged her arm out of Mal's grasp. "Your title stayed with you while our titles of being 'captain' and 'princess' were forcefully stripped away from us."

Lonnie looked back and forth at the seething trio before saying, "Queen of the Isle? Who's that?"

Mal huffed in annoyance before explaining, "It's a title given to me after a certain situation happened on the Isle. The Isle people have respected me more because of it and some actually do whatever I say. Although, we had made a deal this morning not to bring that incident up for both mine and Jay's sake. Since you two both had brought it up today-truce, now."

Mal glared at the duo until they finally broke down and shook hands, calling a temporary truce. Uma laid back on her bed as Mal and Evie continued with the previous conversation.

Mal got off her bed and recited the chant from her spell book, "Beware, forswear, replace the old with cool hair." She moved her hand back and forth, up and down, and watched as Lonnie was transformed.

Lonnie's hair was slightly different this time. This time in her medium chestnut hair and honey highlights, there were random strands of a light shade of pink. Maybe because she wanted her hair to be like Uma's?

"So?" Evie wondered anticipatingly. "What do you think?"

Lonnie stared at her reflection for a few moments, running her fingers through the long locks, before a warm genuine smile emerged on her face. "I love it."


Gil and Ben arrived at the girl's dorm room a few minutes after the Auradon girls left. They decided to keep Gil's learning progress a surprise for later. Gil's able to read on a seventh-grade level now and his handwriting's better than anyone that Ben has seen. With one more tutoring session, it's highly possible Gil will be at the same reading level as any other teenager his age.

As soon as they entered the room, Ben noticed the stuffed bear laying on Mal's bedside table. "Did you bring that with you last time?" He wondered as he made the short walk to the object.

Mal nodded, though she wasn't really looking at him. "I hid it under my pillows during the day so none of the Auradon kids could bully me because of it. Gil actually gave it to me a couple months back; it belonged to him before it did me."

"I wish you told me sooner." He picked up the toy and turned it to look at the bottom of its foot. A smile emerged on his face as he revealed, "This was mine when I was younger. I had thrown it away when I was about five or six, hoping someone on the Isle would find it and keep it." He smiled reassuringly at Gil. "I'm glad it was my brother that found it."

Ben had to leave a few moments later because he had to attend a meeting about his Coronation. Once Ben left, Gil took a seat on Evie's bed and started to read a book Ben let him borrow. The book was a take on Peter Pan's legends, which basically meant the author bended the truth every now and then on the story to make it more interesting.

The other three boys showed up after a few minutes causing a ruckus, laughing, and carrying on. They each had on a special jersey given to them from the coach. Jay's had his first name on his back with the number '8' to represent his snake symbol. Carlos's had his last name on the back with the number '101' to represent the one-hundred-and-one Dalmatians his mother attempted to steal. Harry's also had his last name on the back, but his number was '6' for the original Lost Boys-not including Peter Pan and Wendy's daughter, Jane.

Carlos took a spot on the floor at the foot of Mal's bed to brush out Dude's hair. Jay sat on one of the lounge chairs by the window. Harry sat on Uma's bed, leaned against the headboard, and had Uma's head placed on his lap as he absentmindedly played with her hair.

About ten minutes later, Mal let out an 'uh-oh' gasp, causing the other six to look at her. "Kitchen!" Mal exclaimed as she slammed her drawing book shut. "Kitchen, now!"

She scrambled off her bed and rushed to put on her socks and boots.

Although all of them were confused, Harry was the one to ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk. Kitchen. Lonnie." The purple hair girl turned to the others and exclaimed, "Hurry!"

The other three of the original four understood immediately and started to get ready as well. The boys threw off their jerseys while Evie tried to straighten up her sewing area-for she had finished Chad's homework a few minutes prior. The new trio had no idea what they were doing , but they got ready to leave as well. Harry made sure to grab a hair bow for Uma's unconfined locks.

In the matter of seconds, the original four ran out of the door-with Dude racing in front of them, while the 'Sea Three' trailed behind them, still unsure what was going.

The seven were on a race to beat the clock. In thirteen minutes and counting, Lonnie's supposed to find them making cookies in the kitchen. If she doesn't, the villain kids will lose one of their only Auradon friends that sympathizes with them.

However, there was one slight problem.

It takes six minutes to get to their kitchen from their dorm room and it takes another seven to get all the ingredients mixed together. Hopefully, they'll be on the same point as when she walked in.


"There you are, Mal!" Lonnie exclaimed as she entered the kitchen exactly thirteen minutes later. "I've been looking for you! Should have remembered you were in here."

The seven villain children miraculously made it to the kitchen in under five minutes, which gave the three girls more time to prepare the dough. The boys and Dude simply sat on the counter-Dude sitting on towels in a mixing bowl, to not get in the girls' way. With the time sensitive situation, it was best that the girls did everything so they wouldn't mess anything up. Of course, within the first minute Uma had Harry quickly braid her hair due to the other two girls' complaints-Harry had learned from doing his elder sister's hair. When Lonnie had walked in, Mal was stirring the dough with Evie and Uma on either side of her.

"You know, all the girls want you to do their hair!" The young female warrior insisted. She raised an eyebrow in curiosity as she peeked in the bowl. "Midnight snack, huh? What you guys making?"

"Nothing special." Mal claimed sharing a look with the other two girls. "Just some cookies for the big game tomorrow."

Just like last time, Lonnie dipped her finger in the dough and tasted the mixture. She hesitated for a few seconds, like she was waiting for someone to say something. Mal finally asked-in a normal tone, "Feel like it might be missing something?"

Lonnie thought about for a moment before shrugging, "Could use some chips." She walked peppily to the fridge and opened the right door.

"Chips?" Uma repeated in an honest confused tone.

"Those are. . ." Harry began, expecting someone to answer.

Lonnie closed the door revealing a small bowl of delectable sweets in her hand. "Chocolate chips," she persisted. "Just the most important food group." She made the short distance to the girls and sprinkled the chips in the dough-the girls staring at the new 'strange' content in the bowl, after wondering, "Didn't your moms ever make you guys, like, chocolate chip cookies?"

The seven villain children looked at her as though she grew a two extra heads. Lonnie went on to explain, "Like, when you're feeling sad, and they're fresh from the oven, with a big old glass of milk, and she just makes you laugh and puts everything into perspective and..." She trailed off when she saw the mystified looks they were giving her. "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Mal adverted her gaze with a shake of her head and continued to stir the batter. "It's just different where we're from."

The daughter of Mulan looked at the other, before insisting, "Yeah, I know. I just, you know, I thought... Even villains love their kids."

Gil scoffed at the idea in disgust. "If that was true, I wouldn't have been living on the streets since I was six."

"I wouldn't have been used as a personal servant," Carlos mused.

Evie stared blankly at the counter in front of her in thought. "Mom wouldn't repeatedly tell me I'm far from the fairest."

"And Mother would have shown some concern while I was deathly sick," Mal muttered to herself, though it was loud enough for the others to hear, "instead of forcing me to go to school."

The Sea Three looked at her in surprise, but Uma was the one to demand, "She did what?"

"Mal." Jay snapped in an unruly manner. "You don't need to bring that up."

"Oh..." Lonnie trailed off. She grabbed Mal's hands, trying to comfort her as a tear slipped down her cheek. "I'm so sorry."

Just like before, Mal quickly wiped the tear of her cheek and insisted, "Yeah, well, big bummer, but we have to get these into the oven, so thank you so much for coming by." She started to shove Lonnie to the door as Evie took over stirring the batter. "Really, really have a good night. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night!" Lonnie shouted to the group as she was forced out the door.

"See you tomorrow!" Mal slammed the door closed behind her, which made all seven villain children sigh in relief.

"So, why did we do that?" Harry wondered after the tension went away.

"We did that so Lonnie would stay our friend," Carlos explained as he hopped down from the counter, "and hopefully be on our side on Saturday."

Gil questioned curiously, "What's Saturday?"

The original 'power team' said-in unison, the two words that they hate the most when put together, "Family Day."