"Hey, Mal? Can I ask you something?" Ben and his girlfriend were sitting in his room, where they'd gone after being dismissed. When she just raised an eyebrow, he took it as a yes, "About Carlos... well I don't know how to ask this, but was he ever... did his mom ever uh starve him?"

"What?" Mal snapped, suddenly paying full attention to the conversation. Ben immediately regretted asking when he heard her defensive tone, but he had to know(well he wanted to know) and he couldn't think of anything else to talk about.

"It's just, I've noticed that he never gets food for himself. I know it sounds silly... I just... wanted to know because when I said something the other day he looked upset."

"Don't ask the others. Jay would kill you and Evie would... well do the same. Like I said, Carlos's home life is... was complicated." She said it in a very lax way, but her tone was very protective and defensive. Ben figured that she probably would've "killed him" too, had they not been dating(or maybe it had more to do with her mood).

"Complicated?"

"Complicated." Ben decided it was best to drop the subject and when he saw the time, he kissed her goodnight and she left for her own room. When she arrived at her dorm, Doug was just leaving.

"Evie," As soon as she knew Dough was definitely gone, she sat on the bed next to her sister,"Ben asked me about Carlos... and our lives back there."

"What about it?" Evie knew the answer, but she had to hear it from Mal.

"They asked if we'd been abused... I didn't answer directly I guess... but I alluded to what life was like."

"There's more."

"Yeah... Ben asked me about how Carlos eats," At this Evie's body immediately stiffened up, like a startled cat," He wanted to know if Cruella ever starved him."

"Maaaaaal... What'd you say?"

"That it was complicated." Mal fell back onto the bed and Evie mimicked the action.

"Yeah. Complicated." Mal just knew the basics. She knew that whatever Cruella put on Carlos's plate, he had to eat it. If he got nothing, he ate nothing. But on the other extreme, if she continued to fill his plate, he had to eat it all. He always had to clean his plate. Evie, however, had seen him at his worst. She could remember seeing him get sick from eating too much, and they all snuck him food when he ate nothing. Eventually, she and Mal fell asleep in that position. In the boys' room, someone else was having a similar train of thought.

*Jay's Dream*

Jay's dad had a deal that if he could deliver 50 items to him, then at the end of the week, he had a day off. It was difficult, but Jay was often able to do that and more, and more got him more day's off. 50=Sunday off, 100=Saturday and Sunday off, 150=Friday, Saturday and Sunday off, and so on. Then the next week, it restarted. So, Jay was enjoying a Saturday off, when he saw Carlos hunched over a barrel, hugging his stomach.

"You alright?" Jay asked, and Carlos turned to tell him to go away, but before he could, vomit began to flow out of his mouth. He stuck his head into the barrel and heaved and heaved, with Jay rubbing his back. They were in a hidden ally, so there was little to no chance of someone stumbling upon the older boy showing any type of compassion. Finally, Carlos stopped vomiting and collapsed to the ground(well he collapsed and Jay helped lower him to the ground) and after a few seconds, he began to heave again, only bringing up bile, showing he'd emptied his stomach completely. When he was done, he wiped his mouth and leaned back into Jay crying.

"M-my stom-m-mach. It huuuurts." Carlos whispered, "She made me eat so much."

*Jay's Dream Ends*

Jay opened his eyes and found it wasn't quite morning yet. He looked over to see Carlos still sleeping and frowned. They couldn't go back to that life, especially Carlos. All three "villains" knew that the reason he only ate what people put on his plate was because of Cruella. Him taking a muffin for himself was a huge deal, but after Ben questioned it, he probably wouldn't be doing that for a while.

AN: In that memory, Carlos was 12 and Jay, 14.