"She said and I quote "If a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it."," Romelle said with a sigh. "Can you believe she said that, like, what world does she live in?" Romelle said as she leaned against one of the bedposts of Keith's bed. Keith chuckled from where he lay on his bed writing in his notebook.

"Altea," Keith answered as Romelle sat down on the small couch in front of Keith's bed.

"Keith, what do you think?" Acxa asked from her sewing machine as she held up the dark purple and black dress she was working on. Keith glanced up and gave her a smile.

"Yeah, it suits your eyes," Keith said as he went back to writing.

"I know," Acxa said as she laid it back down and began sewing again. "That's why I chose the colour."

"At this rate, I'll never get a boyfriend," Romelle said with a sigh as she played with the ends of her hair.

"Boyfriends are overrated," Keith replied with a roll of his eyes. "Too much work."

"And how would you know, Keith? You've never had one," Acxa said with a smile. "Or a girlfriend either."

"They're just a waste of time," Keith said with a roll of his eyes. "Plus, why would I get a girlfriend when I'm not even attracted to girls?" Acxa's smile faded when she realized something.

"Oh god, Lotor's homework," Acxa said as she ran to her bed, grabbed Lotor's backpack, sat down at the desk, and pulled out his notebooks.

"And that is exactly what I mean," Keith said as he watched Acxa frantically begin Lotor's homework. "Why are you even doing his homework?"

"You just don't understand," Axca said pulling a pencil out of her pencil case.

"Yeah, I don't understand," Keith said with a roll of his eyes. "I don't understand why you're pretending to be interested in a dumb Prince like him when you're smarter than that."

At this moment two girls walked in. One had pale skin, brown eyes, and chestnut hair that cut into a pixie cut. She was dressed in a high collar long-sleeved red blouse, a beige plaid knee-length skirt with a black belt around her waist. She also wore black knee-length socks, light grey ankle boots, and a black blazer.

The other girl was shorter than her with pale skin, brown eyes, and light brown hair that was cut short. She wore black jean shorts, a dark green tank top, a black button-up vest, brown combat boots, and black tights. She also wore a black leather bracelet and rounded glasses.

"Hi! I'm Rebecca and this is my little sister Katie," Rebecca said gesturing to Pidge beside her.

"Everyone just calls me Pidge," Pidge said with a roll of her eyes. Keith, Acxa, and Romelle just stared at the two.

"Our mom is Colleen?" Rebecca asked trying to see if anyone would recognize their mother's name. "No?" she asked as no one seemed to recognize the name.

"No," Pidge said as she sat down on the couch beside Romelle with a sigh.

"Anyways, I saw what you did with Romelle's hair and was wondering if you could do something with mine?" Rebecca asked as she pointed to her short hair. Keith looked up at the girl with a confused look on his face.

"Why would I do that for you?" Keith asked which made Rebecca surprised. "I barely know who you are."

"I can pay you, how about 50 bucks?" Rebecca said pulling out a change purse out of her blazer pocket. Acxa stood up and grabbed the change purse from Rebecca with a smile.

"Deal," Axca said as she studied Rebecca's hair before Keith could protest. "I think we can go at least to your lower back with some layers and some nice highlights," Rebecca shook her head with a light chuckle.

"I'm not too keen on that long of hair, more cool, like Keith's," Keith lifted his head up to stare at Rebecca in shock.

"Really? Even the split ends to match?" Acxa teased as she studied Keith's hair which had been released from his ponytail as soon as school had ended. Keith glared back and pulled his spell book out with a sigh.

"Okay," Keith said as he flipped through his spell book to find the spell. "Beware, forswear, replace the old with cool hair."

Rebecca gasped as she felt the spell working. Her scalp tingling with the hair change. Her once short hair was long and curled to just below her neck. Her short bangs now long and blended in with the rest of her hair. Rebecca walked over to the tall mirror in the corner of the room and her eyes widened at the sight of her new hair.

"Oh my gosh!" Rebecca exclaimed with a smile. "I love it!"

"You do?" Acxa asked in surprise.

"It's just missing something," Rebecca glanced down at her skirt and with an unknown urge, ripped her skirt to create a slit. "That's better," Rebecca said with a smile. "Now I'm cool."

"As cool as ice," Keith said with a small smile. Pidge rolled her eyes from where she still sat on the couch.

"Now Mom's definitely going to kill you."

"Worth it," Rebecca said as she adjusted her hair. Romelle climbed off the couch and walked up beside Rebecca. Then, like Rebecca, Romelle ripped the bottom of her skirt to make a slit on the side. Romelle's eyes widened when she realized what she had just done.

"What did I just do? Mom's gonna kill me!"

"You know, we could use a guy like you on the team," Coach Kolivan said with a soft chuckle. Currently, he and Rolo were sitting on the bleachers by the field. "You're tougher than the other boys on the team."

"Yeah well, my mother says, "the only way to win is to make sure everyone else loses/"," Rolo said as he stood up and threw down the manual Kolivan had given him.

"Rolo!" Kolivan called as he pulled the boy back down and picked up the manual. "A team is more than friendships, it's like a family."

"You do not want to be around my family when dinner time rolls around," Rolo said with a grimace. "Not pretty."

"Right, um," Kolivan said as he tried to find a different example. "You know how a body has a lot of different parts? The legs, elbows, ears?"

"Yeah, my uncle has one ear missing," Rolo said with a nod.

"Well, that's what a team is, it's different players who work together to win. Make sense?"

"Can I be the fist?" Rolo asked with a smile. Kolivan laughed and pulled a blue cloth off his shoulder. He unfolded it to reveal a jersey. On it was Rolo's name and the number 8.

"Welcome to the team."

"Guess what y'all!" Rolo exclaimed as he walked into Keith and Acxa's dorm wearing his new jersey.

"Hey!" Matt said with a smile as he noticed the blue jersey. "You officially have your jersey!"

"So did the plan with Romelle work out?" Rolo asked as he sat beside Matt on the couch.

"If it did, I wouldn't be scanning the spellbook for a spell, now would I?" Keith asked with a glare, annoyance clear in his voice.

"Someone's in a bad mood," Matt said with a roll of his eyes.

"My mom's counting on me! I can't let her down!" Keith said as he went back to flipping through the spellbook. "I already let her down enough."

"Don't worry we can do this," Rolo said as he stood up off the couch with a soft smile. "We just have to work together and figure something out."

"And we're not going back until we do, because we're rotten…"

"To the core," the trio said with a sigh.

"Oh, yeah I forgot," Axca said turning around from where she was sewing a dress. "I found out that Fairy Godmother Shay uses her wand to bless Lance at his Coronation." Before she could continue, a knock at the door sounded throughout the room.

"Hold that thought," Keith said as he went to answer the door. He opened it to reveal Lance on the other side.

"Hey, Keith," Lance said as he answered the door. "I was near and thought I would see if you guys needed anything?" Lance asked with a soft smile knowing that he could ask this without being interrupted by Nyma.

"Not that I know of," Keith said with a shake of his head.

"Okay, well I thought I would ask," Lance said with a nod. "Let me know if you need any-" as Lance went to walk away he was stopped by Keith.

"Wait!" Keith called out grabbing onto Lance's arm, ignoring the pulses his heart let out. "Is it true that we get to attend your Coronation?" Keith asked gesturing to him and the other three.

"Yeah, the whole school goes," Lance said with a smile. "It was my dad's idea."

"Wow, sound exciting," Keith said turning to the others with a smile before turning back to Lance. "Any chance we could get a seat up front? To…soak up that goodness," Keith asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry but the only people in the front row are my parents and my girlfriend," Lance said with a sad smile.

"Girlfriend?" Keith asked, a plan already forming in his head.

"Yeah. I'm sorry about that," Lance said with a soft shrug of his shoulders.

"Okay. Thanks, bye," Keith said as he began to shut the door.

"Oh, but there's plenty of-" before Lance could finish, the door was shut.

"I think It's time that Lancey Lance got himself a new girlfriend," Keith said with a smile. "Or boyfriend I guess. And I need a love spell."

Later that evening, the four were in the kitchen working on the love spell. Instead of Lance drinking the potion, Keith decided that he should eat the spell. Which is why there baking a batch of cookies.

"All right, we're almost done," Keith said as he stared at the recipe in the spellbook. "We just need one tear."

"Let's just chop up some onions," Matt said as he pulled out one of the giant onions and tossed it up in the air as if it were a ball. Shaking it out in front of Keith. "How about it?"

"No, I never cry," Keith said shaking his head. "And it says that we need one tear of human sadness," Keith said pointing to the recipe ingredient. "This is the best reviewed one we could find which means we need to follow it exactly," Keith said with a sigh.

"A tear's a tear," Rolo said with a roll of his eyes. "Aren't they all the same?"

"Not exactly," Axca said with a smile. "Sure they both have antibodies and enzymes, but an emotional tear has more protein-based hormones than a reflex tear."

"Listen to you," Keith said with a smile. "I told you that you were smart."

It was then that Rebecca and Pidge entered the kitchen. Both in their pajamas.

"There you are Keith!" Rebecca said with a smile. "You know, ever since you did mine and Romelle's hair, everyone wants you to do their hair," Pidge rolled her eyes with a sigh.

"And Rebecca hasn't shut up about hers," Pidge said as she noticed the bowl of cookie dough. "Midnight snack, huh? What are you guys making?"

"Nothing too special, just a batch of cookies," Keith said out as Rebecca stuck her finger in the bowl and placed it into her mouth. "No!"

"What? I'm not gonna double dip," Rebecca said with a roll of her eyes. "I'm not a monster."

"Feel anything?" Acxa asked as he pulled her hand back awkwardly.

"Maybe something that's missing?"

"It could use some chips," Rebecca said as she went to the pantry and pulled out a bag of chocolate chips.

"Chips?" Keith asked in confusion.

"Chocolate chips," Rebecca said as she started to pour the chocolate chips into the bowl. "Don't tell me your parents never made you guys chocolate chip cookies," Rebecca said with a chuckle.

"Rebecca-" Pidge started to say but was stopped when her sister continued on in confusion

"Like, when you're feeling sad, and they give you a plate of freshly warmed cookies with a glass of milk to wash it down," Rebecca said with a smile. "And they just listen and help you through your problems. However, she was stopped when she seen the smiles fade on the teens and instead were replaced with deep frowns. "Why are you all looking at me like that?" she asked noticing how her own sister also seemed to feel sad for the Isle kids.

"It's just different where we're from," Keith said with a sad smile as he stirred in the chocolate chips. "Things aren't the same as they are here in Altea."

"I know but surely the villains must love and cherish their kids," Rebecca said with a forced smile. However, the teens just avoided eye contact and had sad expressions on their faces.

"You've done it now," Pidge mumbled under her breath to her sister.

"Oh... How awful," Rebecca said as a tear slipped down her cheek. She grabbed Keith's gloved hand in her own and gave him a soft smile. Keith noticed the tear and quickly swiped it away and flicked it into the bowl. "I'm sorry I didn't-"

"Yeah, well it's shame isn't it?" Keith said as he ushered a confused Pidge and Rebecca out of the kitchen. "But we have cookies to bake so we'll see you tomorrow."

As Nyma and Lance walked to their lockers, Nyma couldn't help but notice a lot of the girls had different hair now.

A few moments later, Keith into the locker area to get to his locker. Today he was wearing a pair of ripped black jeans, a two-tone grey shirt with quarter sleeves, a red and black zippered vest, and black combat boots. He was also wearing a brown belt with a pouch and his black fingerless gloves.

"Hey Keith!" one of the girls called out as she saw Keith open his locker.

"Hi, Keith!"

"Love my hair, Keith!"

Keith just smiled and waved back, his shy side coming out. At this moment Rolo appeared. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, a grey t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and black combat boots.

"Are you sure about this? It's not so bad here once you get used to it," Rolo said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Are you insane?" Keith asked which made Rolo's smile fade away. "Long Live Evil remember? Snap out of the dream!" Keith said with a snap of his fingers.

"Woah, thanks," Rolo said as he pushed away from the wall and towards the girls.

"How much do you think they paid for those?" Nyma asked as she motioned to the girls with new hair on their heads.

"Hey, name is Rolo" Rolo said as he leaned over the bar to the girls. "Any of you going to the tourney game today?"

"Yeah."

"Keep a lookout for number eight, all right?" Rolo asked with a smile. "I'll score the winning goal for you all."

"Okay."

"He did it first to Romelle's hair and Fairy Godmother Shay was not happy about it," Nyma asked remembering how sour Shay looked about her daughter's new hair.

"What's the harm?" Lance asked with a shrug as he opened his locker. "He's probably just trying to make friends."

"Him? Making friends?" Nyma asked with a scoff. "He has his own friends and plus, it's his mother's magic probably," Nyma said sending a glare towards Keith. "Evil magic."

"Listen, Nyma"

"I am going to be late for my dress fitting but I will see you at the game okay?" Nyma asked interrupting Lance's sentence.

"Okay," Lance said with a nod of his head.

"Bye, Lancey," Nyma said giving him a kiss on the cheek and heading off. Keith closed his locker and turned to Lance.

"Hey Lancey!" Keith called out grabbing Lance's attention.

"Hey," Lance said closing his locker and heading over.

"We made a batch of cookies last night want one?" Keith asked pulling the bag of cookies out. "Rebecca helped us, she suggested chocolate chip."

"I would love one but I have a game today and it's not a good idea to eat before it," Lance said as he began to walk off with a smile. "Maybe another time!"

"Oh, yeah I get it "Be careful of treats offered by kids of villains" I'm sure every kid in Altea is told that at some point."

"No, that's not it," Lance said as he turned back to Keith with a frown.

"No, I'm sure it's just common knowledge here in Altea."

"No, that's not it, I-"

"No, I get it," Keith said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Better to be cautious, that just means more for me," Keith said as he pulled the cookie out of the bag.

"No, hey, see," Lance said as he pulled the cookie out of Keith's hand and bit into it. "I totally trust you, see?"

"How are they?" Keith asked noticing Acxa and Matt were near.

"They're good. They're great! They're amazing! They're, uh... I mean, they're chewy and, and you know," Lance said as he trailed off as he stared at Keith. "I mean, uh, you know, the chocolate...the chocolate chips are...I'm sorry. Uh, they're...they're warm and soft," Lance said as he stared into Keith's eyes. "And they're sweet…" Lance trailed off as he continued to stare at Keith. "Keith, have you always had those little sparks in your eyes?"

"How are we feeling Lance?" Matt asked with a smile on his face. "Best cookies ever am I right?"

"I feel...like singing your name," Lance said with a smile on his face. "Keith!" Keith quickly covered Lance's mouth not wanting to cause a scene. "Keith!" Lance sang again but this time muffled by Keith's gloved hand.

An hour later, the tourney game was almost over.

"This is a tight game here folks. There are 47 seconds left on the clock and we're all tied up," the announcer announced as he studied the field. "The Balmera falcons, two. The fighting Knight, two. What a game between Altea's fiercest rivals."

"Go get 'em Lotor!" Rolo called out as Lotor ran onto the field.

"Thanks, Rolo," Lotor called back as he joined the others.

"The teams get into their huddles and take up positions along the kill zone," the announcer announced as the teams got back into position on the field. "The dragoneers have been laying down a withering hail of fire."

"Griffin!" Kolivan called out.

"And now a substitution from the Knights."

"You're up," Kolivan said with a nod towards Rolo.

"How about Matt here?" Rolo asked pulling Matt up by his collar.

"I'm not sure about that," Kolivan said with a grimace. "I think he needs a few more practices."

"I know he's been practicing real hard," Rolo said with a smile. "He's ready."

"Rolo-" Matt started to say but was interrupted.

"And you said yourself a team is made up of a bunch of parts."

"But I'm not as good as you."

"And Matt is sort of my brain," Rolo said with a smile. "We go hand in hand." Kolivan sighed and waved a kid on the field down.

"Fine, get out there!" Kolivan said as he tossed a stick to Matt.

"Don't worry," Rolo said as he pulled his helmet on. "I got your back."

"How about my front?" Matt asked as he also pulled his helmet on. "You gonna cover that to?"

"Just get out there," Rolo said as he pushed Matt onto the field and ran after him.

"He's bringing hothead Rolo in from the Isle of the Lost along with Matt who can barely hold a shield."

"Break!" the team yelled and got into position.

"When they break from their huddles, this is gonna be a big moment here" the announcer said as the team's got ready to play. "And the tipoff is ready. Here we go. Long pass goes to Rolo. Rolo passes it off to Prince Lance. Nice block by Matt," the announcer said with a smile as Matt blocked the ball and tossed it back to Rolo.

"And now Rolo gets the ball back. Here comes Rolo! Hurdling maneuver at mid-field."

"Rolo plays well doesn't he?" Acxa asked from beside Keith who nodded in agreement.

"I'm open!" Lance yelled and Rolo passed the ball to him.

"Rolo makes a nice pass to Prince Lance through the kill zone."

"Rolo!" Lance yelled and tossed the ball back to Rolo.

"Big block by Lotor! Prince Lance moves over wide, gives it back to Rolo. He's in the clear! Shot! Oh, what a save by Ryan the Falcons' goalkeeper!"

"Come on! We got this!" Lance said as the team rushed back to their positions.

"Come on, boys! Hustle it!" Kolivan yelled from the sidelines.

"23 seconds left. You could cut the tension with a sword. The long ball is played into Rolo. Rolo, great jump, great leap. And a great move by Rolo. A big block from Lotor. Rolo passes it off to Prince Lotor. And then Matt with a big block, goes down. Rolo through the kill zone, picks up Matt.," the crowd watched as Rolo picked Matt up and helped him back onto his feet.

"Oh, he's being hammered by dragon fire. Still, going on. Rolo, hurdling maneuver at mid-field. He's in the clear. The ball goes back to Rolo."

"Hey, Rolo!" Matt yelled from in front of him.

"Matt?"

"Go up! Lance!" Matt called out as he bounced the ball up and Rolo jumped over him, Lance running in front of him.

"He passes to Prince Lance. He scores! Prince Lance has won it!" The crowd cheered as Lance had won the game. The clock running down and the siren going off signaling the end of the match.

"What a play by Rolo! What a team! And it's the new guys, Rolo and Matt, who set up the Prince for the win here. What a victory! An absolutely wonderful end to one of the best games ever. Here they come, folks. The winners of the first tourn…"

The announcer was unfortunately interrupted when Lance ran up to the mic and pulled it away from the announcer.

"Excuse me? Can I have everyone's attention please? There's something I'd like to say," Lance said into the mic as he pulled off his helmet. As the crowd watched in confusion, Lance continued on with had he had to say "Give me a K!" Lance yelled as he formed an M with his arms.

"K!" the crowd yelled back as they copied the action.

"Give me an E!"

"E!"

"Give me an I!"

"I!"

"Give me a T!"

"T!"

"Give me an H!"

"H!"

"What does that spell?"

"KEITH!" the crowd yelled. Nyma's eyes widened when she heard what the crowd said.

"Oh my god," Keith said with wide eyes.

"I can't hear you!" Lance yelled to which the crowd yelled louder.

"KEITH!"

"I love you, Keith! Did I mention that?