𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃, descendants.

𝟎𝟎𝟗. the love spells

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❝ 𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 ❞

───── ❝ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖘 ❞ ─────

{THIRD PERSON POV}

Later that night, the Vks were in the kitchen. Mal had a bowl of mixed ingredients in front of her.

"Alright," Mal said, "It says that we need one tear and I never cry," she said as she looked down at her spell book.

"Let's just cut up some onions," Carlos suggested. He sat on top of the counter with Dude next to him.

"No," Evelyn told him, "It said we need one tear of human sadness and I've heard that this love potion gets the best reviews, so we have to follow it exactly."

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

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

"Listen to you," Evelyn teased Evie.

"Yeah, I knew that," Jay lied. Carlos hit him on the arm.

"Did not," Carlos said.

"Yeah, I did," Jay argued.

Suddenly, the door opened and Lonnie and Melanie entered. Evelyn quickly covered the spell book with a napkin.

"There you are, Mal! I was looking for you," Lonnie said, "You know, all the girls want you to do their hair!"

Mal gave her a fake smile as she continued to mix.

"Midnight snack, huh?" Melanie asked as she looked down at the bowl, "Whatcha guys making?"

"Nothing special, just cookies," Mal lied.

Lonnie reached out, dipped her finger in the bowl and tasted it before anyone could stop her.

"No, no, no! Wait!" The Vks called out but it was already too late.

Melanie giggled a little as Lonnie looked at them, confused, "What? I'm not gonna double dip," The warrior told them.

Evie looked nervous, "Feel... anything?"

"Yeah, like it might be missing something," Evelyn added as quickly as possible before Evie could blow their cover.

Jay walked over to Lonnie with a flirtatious smile, "Hey, there."

Lonnie looked at him, even more confused as Melanie looked at him weirdly, "Could use some chips," Lonnie suggested before walking over to the fridge.

"Chips?" Jay wondered as everyone let out a breath of relief.

"And those are?" Mal asked Lonnie.

"Chocolate chips," Melanie explained, "Just the most important food group," Lonnie picked a glass bowl filled with tiny chocolate pieces from the fridge and set it in front of Evelyn, "Wait, didn't your moms ever, like, make you guys chocolate chip cookies?" she asked them as Lonnie put a handful of it in the bowl Mal was mixing.

The Vks looked at her like they didn't understand what she meant.

"Like...when you're feeling sad and they're fresh from the oven," Lonnie continued for Melanie, "With a big old glass of milk and she just makes you laugh and puts everything in perspective-"

All the Vks looked at her with a sad expression while Evelyn looked down sadly. Lonnie stopped when she saw the five descendant's sad looks.

"Why are you all looking at us like that?" Melanie asked them.

Evelyn shook her head, "It's just different where we're from."

Lonnie hesitated, "Yeah, I know. I just, you know, I thought... even villains love their kids," she stopped when she saw the Vk's faces, "Oh," Lonnie said quietly, "How awful," A tear slid down Lonnie's face. Melanie slightly frowned as she put her hand on Evelyn's hand.

Mal looked up and saw the tear. She quickly caught the tear from Lonnie's face and flicked it into the bowl, "Yeah, well, big bummer, but we have to get these in the oven. So, thank you so much for coming. Have a really, really good night. See you tomorrow!" she called out as she shoved Lonnie and Melanie out the door. Evelyn continued to mix for her.

"Evil dreams!" Evelyn called out.

"Good night!" Melanie and Lonnie called out as the two closed the door.

Once the door was closed, Melanie and Lonnie looked at each other for a moment with confused faces.

"That was...weird," Lonnie told Melanie, unsure.

Melanie nodded in agreement, "Really weird."

In the kitchen, once the door was closed, Mal turned to the rest of the VK's.

"Okay. Boys, cookie sheet," Mal ordered, "Girls, oven."

"Yes, ma'am!" The other four replied as they got to work.