Gathering in the kitchen in Auradon, you were all surprised at just how pristine it was for a moment before Mal snapped you all out of it. "Alright, let's get started. Jay, Carlos, you two are in charge of getting the ingredients. (Y/n), you and I will be getting the equipment and the oven turned on. E, you're in charge of the recipe. Got it?" Mal called out, receiving positives on that before everyone got started. Evie was calling out things left and right as everyone rushed around. After about 10 minutes, you were almost done with the recipe. "Okay, it says we need one tear of real human sadness." Evie read. "Well, that leaves us out." You said, looking to Mal. "Huh?" Carlos questioned. You and Mal gave him a look, "We aren't human?" Mal reminded him. "Oh yeah. Forgot about that." Carlos nodded, a look of realization on his face. You and Mal felt a little happy that your friends saw the both of you as normal.
"Well it can't be me. I've got eyeliner on and we don't know what makeup will do to it," Evie added primly. "A tear is a tear. We can just chop up some onion." Jay practically groaned. "That's not true Jay, they both have antibodies and enzymes, but an emotional tear has more protein-based hormones than a reflex tear." Evie schooled him, looking a little smugly. Mal smiled, "Listen to you." She teased playful. Jay grinned, "Yeah I knew that." "Did not." Carlos lightly hit his arm. "Yeah, I did." Jay joked. The door opened and Lonnie peaked her head out, "There you are Mal, (Y/n)! I was looking for you." Evie hid her mirror in her skirt. "You know, all the girls want you two to do their hair." Lonnie sighed out happily before looking down, "What are you guys doing?" "Just making cookies," Mal replied, stirring with the whisk. Lonnie leaned forward and reached in, taking some of the batter and tasting it, setting everyone on edge.
"What? I'm not gonna double dip," Lonnie said, holding up her hands. "Do you... Feel anything?" You asked. Jay smirked and walked forward, leaning on the counter, "Hey." He tried with a deep voice. Lonnie stared at him weirdly before faking a small smile and turning her attention back to you three girls, "Well it could use some chips." She chirped. "Chips?" Jay asked, confused as Lonnie went over to the fridge. You and Mal sighed in relief and Evie and Carlos relaxed, "And those are?" Mal asked. "Chocolate chips. Just the most important food group." Lonnie joked, pulling out a small glass bowl of them and walking back to the table you were working on. "Wait, didn't your moms ever make you guys, like, chocolate chip cookies?" Lonnie asked, taking a handful and scattering them in the batter. You, Mal, and Evie looked at her with slight confusion. Lonnie continued, "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." Lonnie breathed out a laugh, feeling warm as remembered times with her mother.
She opened her eyes and looked around the now somber room. No... That never happened on the Isle... "Why are you all looking at me like that?" Lonnie asked, still not understanding. Mal shook herself from her thoughts and went back to stirring, "It's just different from where we are from." Lonnie looked around and laughed a bit nervously, "Well I mean, yeah, I get that. But I figured even villains... love their kids..." Her voice lost its confidence as she ended her sentence with a small, "Oh..." She looked down and took in a breath before looking at Jay and Carlos, who looked uncomfortable and sad. "How awful..." Lonnie reached out and held Mal's hand as a tear rolled down her face. You reached out and wiped it away gently, secretly flicking it into the batter and Mal stored quickly. "It's okay Lonnie, don't worry about us. See you later." You gently removed her from the room before entering again to see Mal ordering everyone around. "(Y/n), parchment paper!" Mal called. "On it!" You called back, jogging to the sheet box and grabbing some as the boys grabbed the cookie sheets.
The next day, you and Mal were swarmed with girls wanting their hair done so just to get it over with, you and Mal separated the girls by who wanted it long and who wanted it short and worked your magic after that. Luckily it wasn't too much and you were able to go to classes without being late. After Remedial Goodness, your last class of the day because of the Tourney competition, you went to your locker to put your books away. "It's (Y/n)!" You heard a girl yell excitedly. You turned to see a table of the girls you and Mal cast magic on earlier. They all waved happily at you and gave various thanks as you waved to them and opened your locker. "Hey, are you feeling kind of weird about this?" Jay asked from next to you, making you jump and turn around, slapping him in the face with your wings. He groaned in pain and you gasped, "I am so sorry Jay! Are you okay!?" You exclaimed, your hands hovering over his face. He rubbed his jaw and grinned, "Nice one. I'm fine, just hurts is all." He replied. You gave him a pout and waved your hand, "Heal." You commanded the magic.
Jay was shocked to find the pain went away before switching topics, "Are you feeling kind of weird about this?" He asked, "I mean, it's not so bad here, you know." He smirked. You looked at him shocked, "Are you... What...? Jay, what about our parents?" You asked, pulling back as if you had been struck. Jay's eyes widened, "(Y/n)-" "Our parents have been rotting on that island for much longer than we have and for some of it, we were too young to remember. This is our chance to get them out of there." Your voice was almost pleading with him to understand. "Snap out of it!" Jay blinked at you before smirking, "Thanks, I needed that." Jay nodded happily before going to greet the girls at that table, who were all excited to see him as he flirted with them. You were taking out the magic cookie in a little plastic bag from your locker when you heard a prissy voice complaining, "It's gateway magic! Sure, it starts with the hair. Next thing you know it's the lips and the clothes and then everyone looks good! And then where will I be?" Audrey whined. "Listen, Audrey-" Ben sighed before he was cut off by his girlfriend. "I will see you at the game after my dress fitting for the coronation, okay?" She told him with a slightly stressed voice.
"Okay." Ben agreed easily. "Bye Benny boo!" Audrey air-kissed him before leaving. "Bye..." Ben drawled dully. You grabbed the bag and shut your locker, "Oh Benny boo." You called cheerfully, teasing him with a small chuckle as he turned around. Ben paused around, looking for who called him like that before smiling and walking closer, "Hey." You met him in the middle, "I just made a batch of cookies last night. Double chocolate chip." You said, holding up the Ziplock bag with the cookie, "Want one?" You asked, eyes shining happily. "Oh, uh, I, I got a big game. I don't eat before a big game. But thank you so, so much. Thank you, next time, next time." Ben patted you on the arm, trying to leave quickly. You laughed a little bitterly, catching his attention immediately, "Yeah, okay. I get it." He turned around to look at you confused as you continued with a slightly hurt smile. "Don't take treats offered by kids of villains. I understand." You shook your head, looking down at the bag. Ben shook his head, "No, no, no-" You continued on, "It's smart, really. I totally get it, you're cautious." You nodded along with your words. "No, no, no, it's not that. No, I-I really have a-" Ben looked back in the direction of the field as it to emphasize his point.
You took out the cookie and looked at it, knowing it was spelled. You made it with Mal, the first time you two had ever made any sweets before. You held it up, "It's probably not even good, it was the first time I've ever made cookies anyway... I'll just go throw it away-" "No, no, hey-!" Ben snatched the cookie in one fell swoop and bit into it, "See that?" He asked while he chewed. "Totally trust you. This is your first-time making cookies. It's actually pretty good. Great first try." Ben praised. "How are they?" You asked, not noticing your friends creeping up behind you to watch. "They're good! They're great! They're amazing!" Ben emphasized his praise while chuckling. He swallowed a bit as he continued, "I mean, they're chewy which everyone loves. Is that walnuts?" He asked, smiling as you nodded. "I love walnuts. I uh, I mean. You know the... Uh... The chocolate..." Ben cleared his throat, his mind foggy. "The chocolate chips are... I'm sorry, um... They're..." Ben drifted off, looking down at the cookie before slowly looking up into your eyes. "They're warm and soft... They're sweet..." Ben complimented, his voice drifting into a warm and gentle tone.
"(Y/n)... Have you always had those little red flakes in your eyes?" Ben asked, moving to take another bite of the cookie. You grabbed ahold of it and pulled it out of his grasp, putting it back in the Ziplock. Mal took it and spelled it away as Jay held Ben's shoulder and arm. "How you feeling... Bro?" He asked, a smirk on his face. "I feel... I feel... I feel like... Like singing your name! (Y/n)! (Y/-" You reached out quickly and put your hands over Ben's mouth, embarrassed. Ben put an arm around your waist and looked down at you. You laughed a bit, "Don't you have a game to go to?" You asked. Ben blinked for a moment and had to get pulled away by Jay to get to the game. Once you were out of sight, he found it easier to think about the game. Lonnie jogged up to you, Mal, and Evie, "Ready for the game?" She asked excitedly. Without waiting for a response, she took your hand and started pulling you to the stands, knowing Mal and Evie would follow.