"Why do you always manage to talk me into these things?" Jay muttered two weeks later as Mal gathered the ingredients for the cookies they were going to make.
"Because I've known you since I was five and thanks to my dad, I'm fairly decent at smooth talking people," Mal said, propping up Maleficent's spell book as DeVil hopped on the counter after handing her the last ingredients.
"And I'm here why?" Carlos asked, petting the small dog that was sitting next to him. It had honestly been the shock of Mal's life when she had walked into Jay's room a few days prior to see Dude sitting on Carlos' bed.
"I'm not seeing things am I?" Mal asked Jay, still staring at the dog in shock. "You didn't turn DeVil into a dog did you?"
"If I did, would DeVil be sitting next to the dog?" Jay scoffed. "Also, I don't have magic Mali."
"I hate when you have a point," Mal muttered. "Still, DeVil's sitting on his bed next to a dog and not running back to the Isle?"
"Apparently Carlos met Dude when working on his Tourney stuff with Ben," Jay muttered back. "I came back from meeting with coach to see DeVil with the dog."
"Somehow this still doesn't crack my top ten in terms of the strangest things I've seen."
"Your mom and dad are Gods. Somehow. I'm not surprised."
"Alibi," Mal and Jay said, Mal pulling herself out of her thoughts.
"Won't it be more suspicious if we're seen together?" Carlos asked. "Plus Evie's not here."
"Blueberry can do what she wants," Mal muttered, looking over the spell book. She honestly hated the idea of doing this but Ben needed the kick in the pants to get out of the contract. That's all this was—Mal saw there was an antidote for the spell anyway. Once Ben got himself out of the betrothal contract, Mal would slip him the anti-love spell.
The last thing I need is Prince Beastie mooning after me, Mal thought with an inward scoff before pausing at the last ingredient.
"Jay, we may have a problem," Mal muttered.
"What's up?"
Mal pointed to the last ingredient listed in the recipe. "The recipe calls for one tear of human sadness. Human sadness Jay. I don't apply, and you and DeVil don't cry."
"We could just cut up an onion," Carlos suggested. "Would the magic really know the difference?"
"I'd rather not take the chance," Mal sighed. Of course, she'd know if an onion would have worked if Auradon actually taught students about magic. After all, the headmistress's own daughter was half fairy but knew nothing about magic.
Granted she didn't seem to have the good sense the Gods gave her, considering Mal found the younger girl paling around with Blueberry in their room on the rare occasion Mal spent time in her dorm.
"Look, let's just get this started," Jay said with a frown. "We can cross this bridge when we come to it."
Mal nodded and they got to work on the cookies. Soon, however, there was nothing left to add but the tear.
"Alright..." Mal sighed. "Which one of you boys wants to cry?"
"Mal, we're from the Isle," Jay said. "You cry, you die remember?"
"Well sorry Jay but unless you're content to just stand here by cookie dough, we just wasted about forty five minutes."
"Why is this so important?" Jay asked. "I mean, I know I'm the one who suggested becoming allies with Ben but—"
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Choosing Family
Fanfiction(AU) "You abandoned me when I was a baby." What if Hades hadn't abandoned Mal when he left Maleficent? What if he had chose her? How different would Mal's life had been, even as she remained trapped within the confines of the Isle?
