Dark Hearts (Golden Heart AU)

Chapter Six

Mal was mixing up the spell and Jazzy read from the book, "All right. It says that we still need one tear, and l never cry."

"Me neither," Mal added.

"I don't think any one of us do." Ryder said Side eyeing Carlos who blushed deep red, there was a reason Ella said to make out with Carlos and not Mal, his Queen to be.

"Lets Just chop up some onions" Carlos said grabbing one trying to draw away the memory it was painful and depressing. Dude was next to him sitting in a bowl. 

Aaron looked up at him, He couldn't see his eyes, his hair was in his face messier than usual giving him more of the rugged pirate look he had back on the isle, "No. It's a tear of human sadness. And Potions need to be followed exactly."

"A tear's a tear, '' Jay said.

"That's not true, Jay. They both have antibodies and enzymes, but an emotional tear has more protein-based hormones than a reflex tear."

Mal and Ella smiled at smart Evie "Listen to You."

Jazzy added her own two senses on magic, "Messing up a potion could cause irreparable harm."

"There you are, Mal! I was looking for you." Lonnie said, Jazzy placed the book down Quickly and Mal quickly covered it with a tissue. Ella shook her head. They spazzed too easily, she drew a circle in the air and the book was gone from the naked eye "You know, all the girls want you to do their hair! Midnight snack, huh? What are you guys making?"

"Oh Nothing special. Just cookies." Lonnie leaned over to dip her finger In. "Oh, no, no!"

"No! Wait." They all freaked out.

Lonnie didn't understand the big deal, "I'm not gonna double dip."

"Feel anything?" Evie asked

"Yeah, like maybe it might be missing something?" Jazzy added

Jay walked up and leaned on a poll "Hey."

Lonnie looked at him weirdly. "Could use some chips." She said Ella slapped Jay's arm and curled her finger.

This made him lean down to his girlfriends height, hands already shaking, "You may have toys but you are mine remember that," She growled and nipped his ear making him jump back but smirk as he stood up straight.

Lonnie walked to the fridge, Everyone was calm down. "And those are?" Mal asked, referring to the 'chips'.

"Chocolate chips. Just the most important food group." Lonnie started to sprinkle them in, "Wait, didn't your moms ever make you guys, like, chocolate chip cookies?" The Vk's looked confused. The Ak's glared, "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... why are you all looking at me like that?" They had all looked at her with a sad confused face that looked like they were asking, That's what Moms do? The Ak's shook their fist in Anger knowing that they could have had all this if Beast never ripped them away from home.

"It's just different where we're from." Ella said Leaning back on the counter, her dagger twirling in her hand.

"Yeah, I know. I just, you know, I thought... Even villains love their kids, Adopted or not." They all looked away.

Except Jazzy, "Facilair does what he can but with three of us girls, no mom, and work there's only so much and it's not like we get candy on the isle it's what you all throw away." 

"You really though Villains would Love their Adopted Children they barely love their real Children." Ella snapped 

"Oh... How awful." Mal saw tears running down Lonnie's face. She wiped away the tear and dropped it in the bowl.

Mal pretended *Cough Really Cough* tried to shake off the feeling, "Yeah, well, big bummer, but we have to get these into the oven, so thank you so much for coming by. Really, really have a good night. I'll see you tomorrow. Evil dreams." Mal and Ryder pushed her out.

Lonnie called out goodnight over her shoulder. Ella turned back, "Okay boys cookie sheets Evie oven. Jazzy scoop"

"Yes Ma'am" Evie replied. Ella smiled at the name, she knew what she was doing. This was her show whether Mal and the other Vk's noticed or not This was Ella's Puppet show with all of their strings in her hand and they were bound to her. She knew what she was doing and had no regrets.