Hey, guys. So this was originally going to be a longer chapter, but I think I am going to split it into two parts. Let me know If I made the right call. If I did, then I will upload the next part in two weeks. If not, then I will fix it next week. But I need reviews on the chapter to let me know.

Secondly, shout out to Malfoyravenclaw555, Excellentsunny101, Carmine De Vil, and to the two guests for the reviews on Chapter Seven. I know there was a lot of excitement for this chapter after Carlos' big reveal last week. I hope you guys enjoy. To ease the fears of one of my reviewers, no I am not doing the love potion plot line, so you no reason to worry.


As the sun set on the Villain Kids fourth day in Auradon, Mal was more frustrated than ever. The wand had all but been in their grasp the night before, but they still couldn't get their hands on it. She stared out the window of her room at the setting sun, listening to the sounds of Jay talking with Lonnie. All the trouble since she had arrived in Auradon just to be thwarted by magic. She wondered if this was how her mother felt after the fairy's had foiled her plans.

Mal turned from the window and went to the table where her bag was laying. She pulled out her mom's spell book and began looking through the pages one by one. There were a wide variety of spells from the mundane, how to make your voice deeper, to the dangerous, how to grow a thorn forest in three seconds flat, but Mal had yet to see a spell that she could actually use to break barriers. She guessed that if it were that easy, she wouldn't need the wand.

There was a knock on the door which Jay went to answer. To everyone's surprise, Ben stood there, his usual grin replaced by a concerned look.

"Hey, Ben the Beast, what's up?" Jay threw on his trademark smirk as he stepped to the side and let Ben enter, but even Jay could tell that something was up.

"Hey, Lonnie, can I talk to Mal and Jay alone for a bit?" Ben asked, really hoping that Lonnie wouldn't make a big deal out of things. Carlos had given Ben all the details behind the heist during the drive back to the school. How the VK's parents had ordered them to do it, how Mal had excluded both Evie and him from the heist for various reasons, and even how he had fooled everyone on security into thinking the alarm going off was just a test. Ben was seriously going to have to look at how security was run in Auradon after this whole fiasco was sorted out.

"Okay. Jay, I will talk to you later." Lonnie was both confused and concerned by Ben's face but decided it was best to try and ask questions later. As Jay closed the door behind her, his own signature grin dropped.

"What's up, Ben?" Mal asked.

"I know about the heist you guys tried to pull last night and about how Maleficent ordered you to steal the wand from Auradon to free the villains," Ben stated plainly, wanting to get things rolling quickly. Jay rubbed his hands over his face, frustration clear on his face as he flopped down on one of the beds. Mal maintained a straight face, but for the first time in her life, she was actually afraid. It was not a pleasant feeling and she swore to make someone pay for it.

"I just came here to tell you guys that I am not reporting you or sending you back to the Isle." Ben continued, gaining questioning looks from both VK's, "I brought you guys to Auradon to be free of the Isle and your parents. I want you to know that your parents are trapped and you don't have to worry about them anymore. But I need you guys to promise me something."

"What?" Jay asked

"I need you to promise me that you won't try to steal the wand again. I know you guys think you need to get it to your parents, but they are trapped on the Isle for a reason and you guys were brought to Auradon for a reason. Please don't be like them."

"Alright, you got your self a deal. As long as you aren't sending us back to the Isle, we promise not to try and steal the wand again." Jay's signature grin returned as he slung his arm over Ben's shoulder in a show of friendship, but making it a point to let Mal see the fingers crossed behind his back.

"Yeah, we totally promise not to try and steal the wand again," Mal replied, crossing her own fingers behind her back as well and giving Ben her most princess-like smile.

"Alright, thanks a lot, guys. Glad we had this talk." Ben replied as he made his way to the door, Jay following close behind. Ben ignored the uneasy feeling in his stomach. He knew that even in Auradon, there was such a thing as too good to be true.

Jay and Mal waited for a minute after closing the door behind Ben. After he was sure that it was safe, Jay busted out laughing. Mal took a deep breath and sighed before crossing to the window.

"So which of them do you think spilled the beans?" Jay asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

"It was probably Carlos," Mal answered, staring out at the grounds as lights began to highlight the walkways and fountains. "Ben was looking for him yesterday. Probably found him and was nice to the squirt, so the squirt decided that he wanted to be an Auradon kid instead."

"So you want me to get back at him?" Jay asked, his trademark grin taking on a devious edge.

"I seriously doubt Ben would be okay with that. We should probably lie low for now and save the payback for when we get the wand." Mal talked with a threatening tone that let Jay know that she was only prioritizing the wand over her desire to get swift vengeance like she would've if they were still back on the Isle. Jay thought for a second before an idea popped into his head.

"What if I could guaranty that we wouldn't get in trouble?" Jay offered, peeking Mal's interest.

"Then I am all ears," Mal replied, facing Jay, who had a grin that she was all too familiar with from the Isle.


The next morning, after Jay was sure that Carlos had left their dorm, Jay quickly rose and got dressed. He quickly made his way to the sports locker near the Tourney Field. There, he made quick work of the lock on the door and grabbed the whistle that Lonnie had shown him yesterday, as well as a small bone from the treat bag that was next to the whistle.

For the next phase of his plan, he waited till all four of the VK's had finished their Remedial Goodness class before approaching Carlos. Carlos backed away slightly when Jay got close. Jay had a hard time believing that this was the same kid who had yelled at him and Mal a couple of days ago. He threw up his hands showing that he came with "good" intentions.

"Relax, I just have a request for you. Are you only good with computers or can you fix things too?" Jay asked, throwing up his most calming smile.

"Depending on what it is, I can probably fix it," Carlos replied cautiously. In all the years that he had known Jay, Jay had never once talked to him without trying to get something out of it.

"Great, I have a broken whistle and I want you to fix it." Jay wrapped an arm around Carlos' shoulders as if they were best buds, ignoring how Carlos seemed to flinch at the sudden contact.

"What's in it for me?" Carlos asked.

"Well, if it was a job that only I was asking you to do, I would say any one item from my haul. But this is for the Tourney Team, so nothing."

Carlos thought about it for a second and decided, against his better judgment, to help Jay out.

"Alright, I'll see what I can do. Just bring it by this classroom at lunch." Carlos wrote down the class room number on a piece of paper that he then handed to Jay. Jay gave Carlos a smile as the smaller boy quickly made his way out of the room. He looked over to Mal, who smiled as well. Everything was going according to plan.

When lunch rolled around, Jay met up with Carlos in the classroom where the Robotics Club met. Jay glanced at the project that the club was working on, which was scattered across a couple of work tables now.

"What is that thing?" Jay asked as he glanced at the plans. "The Barrier Breaker? What is this some kind of device to punch holes in walls?" Jay asked. Carlos quickly snatched up the plans and rolled them up.

"It's just a project that the Robotics Club is working on. So don't get any funny ideas about stealing it." Carlos tucked the plans away inside one of the drawers of the desk at the front of the classroom. Jay ignored the five to ten different ways he could get his hands on the plans in order to focus on his real goal, but he did keep the plans in mind. If everything worked out well, he would be able to catch a glance at the plans in a few minutes anyway.

"Whatever, I am only here to get this whistle fixed. I couldn't care less about you and your club." Jay pulled out the whistle while he talked and held it up for Carlos to see.

"It looks fine to me," Carlos commented, his curiosity undermining his cautiousness of Jay. Carlos stepped out from behind the desk to closer examine the whistle. Jay raised the whistle and gave it a powerful blow, slightly as a show for Carlos, but also to make sure that there was no way it wouldn't be heard. The last thing he wanted was for this whole thing to go sideways.

"That's weird." Carlos took the whistle and, after cleaning it off, gave it a test blow himself. Sure enough, the whistle didn't make any noise. "I will see what I can do. Hopefully, I can have it fixed by tonight. I will bring it to you at the dorm."

"Sure." Jay gave a small wave before exiting the room. If Carlos had been paying attention, he might have noticed the devilish gleam in Jay's eyes, but instead, he was overwhelmed by the mystery of the silent whistle.


Dude was having a pretty ordinary day when he heard the first high pitched whistle pierce the air. Only one thought ran through his head when he heard the sounds; treats.

Dude sprinted from the Tourney field and into the grounds where the two legs usually hung out. As always during this time of day, they were sitting at stone tables or beneath trees and eating a wide variety of food. A couple of them were even excited to see the dog, but Dude sprinted right past them and their weird calls. He needed to find the source of the sound.

A second whistle pierced the air and Dude realized that whoever had the treat was inside the buildings that the two legs were almost always in. Dude ran through the feet of surprised two legs, leaving a path of chaos in his wake as the two legs tried to move or would trip on him and fall. There were a couple of times that the two legs tried to grab him with their hands, but Dude simply dodged out of the way. He had a goal and he would not be deterred.

Carlos fiddled with the whistle, trying to see if there was a way to open the thing without having to use any tools. When he failed to find one, he decided to shake the thing and see if that worked. He gave the whistle another blow and still couldn't hear anything.

Dude was sprinting up the stairs when he heard the next whistle. The fact that this one was louder than the rest told him that he was on the right track. As he sprinted the halls of the upper floor of the building, there were definitely fewer two legs moving around, but more of these ones seemed to be trying to grab him. Dude had never seen this area before but figured that it must be alright since the treat sounds were calling him up here.

Dude stopped short when a familiar smell crossed his nose. Somewhere in this area, the two-legs with the treat was hiding, waiting for him. He watched as a couple of two-legs opened one of the doors to a room, releasing a fresh batch of the smell into the hall. Dude bolted for the door like there was no tomorrow.

Carlos decided that the whistle was going to take quite a bit of work and figured he should at least get some food first. He threw on his jacket and dropped the whistle in his pocket. As he made his way to one door, the other opened and Evie and Doug walked into the room, happily chatting. But just as Carlos was about to say hi, his worst fear came sprinting into the room. It came with fangs bared and claws scraping against the floor. He threw open the door and bolted into the hall.

Evie and Doug had been having a very pleasant conversation about how different gases affected the body when they entered the Robotics Club classroom. Neither was prepared for a dog to rush past them into the room. Doug recognized Dude immediately, but that did nothing but confuse him more. Dude never left the Tourney Field without a reason. Now here he was tearing into the room like he was hunting.

But both Doug and Evie were even less prepared to see Carlos throw open the other door and sprint out of the room yelling, Dude following close behind. Doug turned to Evie and exchanged a confused look with her.

"What was that about?" He asked her.

"I don't know, but we should probably follow them," Evie replied. She and Doug took off after Carlos, both surprised at his speed.

Carlos headed straight for the stairs, not really thinking of a place to go, just trying to put as much distance between himself and the dog as possible. When he hit the stairs, he slid down the hand rail sideways. It never occurred to him how he was going to stop at the bottom. He crashed into someone at the base of the stairs, but when he saw Dude sprinting down the stairs, Carlos bolted again. He didn't even realize that he had dropped the whistle that Jay had given him to work on.

Lonnie was with one of her friends, discussing possible dresses for the Coronation when a blur of black, white, and red smashed into her, knocking her to the floor. Whatever it was got off her quickly enough, but as Lonnie rose off the floor, she noticed a number of things at the same time.

First, the blur of black and white was actually a shorter boy who was now sprinting away in terror. The next thing she noticed was Dude, the school mascot, sprinting after the kid like there was no tomorrow. Third, was that there was an object beneath her hand as she picked herself up off the floor. When she raised it to look at it, she saw that it was Dude's dog whistle. The shorter kid must have dropped it, but why was he now running away?

As she pondered everything and assured her friend that she was alright, she saw Doug and his new girlfriend coming down the stairs fast.

"What's going on?" Lonnie asked.

"Not sure. Hey, which way did Carlos go?" Doug asked, looking around.

"The kid in the weird black and white clothes? He just took off that way." Lonnie pointed down the hall toward the grounds. The sounds of raised voices and crashing seemed to confirm her statement. Doug and Evie took off without a second thought. Lonnie apologized profusely to her friend before following suit.

Carlos had taken a left as he passed through the door, nearly crashing into the banister that separated the raised locker area from the tables below, and bolted past several students. Any student unlucky enough to be caught in his way was shoved to the side as Carlos ducked and weaved around the crowd. Dude matched him for every turn, nose zeroed in on the smell of the treat. Doug, Evie, and Lonnie followed the path of chaos, apologizing to disgruntled and confused students as they passed.

As Carlos entered one of the other buildings, a teacher stepped out of his office holding coffee and papers to grade. Neither Carlos nor the teacher noticed each other until Carlos slammed into him, knocking the teacher to the ground and sending papers and coffee everywhere. Carlos was slightly irritated by crashing into a second person, but Dudes barks overrode all caution in his head, sending Carlos sprinting down the hall again. Dude ran over the man as if he was just part of the floor. Evie also sprinted past the teacher. On the Isle, being knocked down by people in a rush or in a panic was a regular occurrence, especially if you were on the younger and smaller side. But Lonnie and Doug both rushed up to the teacher, Doug gathering up the scattered papers while Lonnie helped the Teacher stand up. After making sure that he was okay, as well as several apologies on behalf of Carlos, Doug and Lonnie took off again. After several seconds of searching and listening to complaining students who had been caught up in the chaos, Doug and Lonnie found Evie holding a struggling Dude near a utility closet. Evie had both arms around the dog, which fought with everything he had to break free.

"What…happened?" Doug asked as he and Lonnie tried to catch their breath

"Carlos is hiding inside the closet, holding it closed. Apparently, he thinks this," motioning her head toward Dude, "is a ravenous beast that is going to rip his throat out." Evie's voice was mostly one of concern, but annoyance was starting to creep in. Between the struggling dog and the panicking fourteen-year-old in the closet, Evie was definitely wishing she had more than two hands.

"Isn't his mom Cruella De Vil?" Doug replied, netting his brows in confusion.

"Just take the dog," Evie didn't wait for a response before shoving Dude into Doug's arms. She then walked up to the closet door and gave it a small knock.

"Carlos, we have Dude under control, you can come out now." After a couple of seconds, Carlos peaked his head out of the closet, flush with embarrassment as he realized he now had an audience, but his eyes widened when he realized that Doug was actually holding the struggling beast.

"Why are you holding him? He's gonna attack you." Carlos may have exited the closet but he still clung to the wall behind him for dear life, locking his eyes on Dude. Doug and Lonnie both exchanged looks before looking back at the terrified boy.

"Carlos, this is Dude. He is the school mascot and is the most wonderful dog in all of Auradon. Well, most wonderful, non-speaking dog in all of Auradon." As she spoke, she slowly walked up to Carlos and took his arm. Carlos hesitantly allowed her to pull him closer to the four-legged animal. She lifted his arm so that his hand was over Dudes head. Dude looked at the hand and gave it a couple of licks before straining to get his head in the pocket that the treat smell was coming from. Lonnie looked at where Dude's head was pointing.

"What do you have in your pocket?" She asked.

"Nothing," Carlos replied, reaching a hand into his pocket to show her. Carlos eyes widened and then furrowed as he pulled the bone from his pocket. Upon seeing the treat, Dude doubled his efforts, this time managing to squirm out of Doug's arms. He jumped and grabbed the bone from Carlos' hand and instantly lay down and began to munch on it.

"Jay," Carlos whispered as a glare took over his face.

"What do you mean?" Evie asked.

"Jay dropped by a little before you guys did, asking me to fix a broken whistle. He said it was important for the Tourney team and that he needed it finished today. He must have snuck the bone into my jacket pocket when I wasn't looking."

Lonnie remembered the whistle that she had picked up and lifted it up.

"Is this the whistle?" She asked hesitantly, already guessing the answer. She did not like where this was going."

"Yeah, that's it. Thanks for grabbing it. I didn't realize that I had dropped it."

"This whistle isn't broken." Lonnie raised the whistle to her lips and gave it a small blow. Dude raised his head for a second before going back to his treat.

"This is a dog whistle. We use it during the Tourney games to get Dude down to the field. It makes sounds beyond that of what humans can hear." As Lonnie explained, Carlos' glare deepened and darkened.

"How did Jay get his hands on it?" Carlos asked his voice dangerously low.

"I showed him where to find it yesterday because I wanted him to meet Dude. But the shed is locked. How did he get in?" Lonnie asked.

"Back on the Isle, Jay was a master thief who stole for Jafar's junk shop. A lock on a shed isn't going to stop him." Carlos explained. His body relaxed as the adrenaline burned itself out. Carlos was still upset but was no longer surprised. He knew there would be repercussions for telling Ben about the heist.

"We should tell Ben about this. Jay needs to know that he can't get away with this." Evie piped up.

"No, don't." Carlos pleaded. "That can only end with Jay being sent back to the Isle. Even if he isn't, if he found out that I ratted him out a second time, Jay would just do something worse."

"A second time?" Doug asked. Evie's face lit up with realization.

"You didn't?" She gasped.

"Well, I had to. They had already been caught on the security cameras at the museum. It was only a matter of time before he found out. It was either tell him the truth or risk all four of us being sent back. Besides, I only told Ben and Audrey and Ben said he would handle it."

Lonnie and Doug exchanged confused looks before Lonnie asked what was on both their minds.

"What are you talking about? Who did you rat out?" Lonnie asked.

"Before the four of us were picked up and brought here, we were given one job by our parent's. Find and steal Fairy Godmother's Wand. Mal and Jay tried to steal it from the museum a couple of days ago but they failed. Jay's arm was spotted on the security camera and Ben asked me about it. I figured I could trust him, so I told him the truth about what our parent's wanted to do. Jay and Mal must have figured out it was me who told and decided to pull this prank on me."

"How did they know you were afraid of dogs?" Doug asked, motioning toward Dude, who was finishing up his tiny bone treat.

"They have always known. It's not exactly a well-kept secret back on the Isle."

Lonnie thought for a second. To say she was mad was an understatement. Not only was she mad about the prank, but also about her part in the events and how Jay had taken advantage of what she had shown him. When she saw him again, there would be more than a few choice words.