The six VKs were in the kitchens, making the love spell they needed, which was just a batch of spelled cookies. Quinn stood beside Mal, reading the recipe while she and Evie would make it, and the boys and Gwen sat on the steel counter with Dude and Percy. "Ok, it says that we need one tear, and I don't cry." Quinn said, holding the book in her hand, underlining the sentence with her finger.

"Let's just chop up some onions." Gwen suggested, grabbing one out of a wooden bin.
"That won't work, Lyn. We need one tear of human sadness. And we have to follow it exactly if we want this to work." Mal turned her head towards the younger girl.

"A tear's a tear." Jay rolled his eyes.

"That's not true, Jay. They both have antibodies and enzymes, but a tear has more protein-based hormones than a reflex tear." Evie shook her head, passing Mal the flour.

"Listen to you." Mal smirked.

"Yeah, I knew that." Jay scoffed with a chuckle.

"Did not." Carlos hit his arm.

"Yeah, I did." Jay replied.

"There you are, Mal!" Lonnie  then opened the door, walking in. Quinn quickly closed the book on her finger, holding the page, hiding it behind her. "I was looking for you. You know, all the girls want you to do their hair! Midnight snack, huh? What you guys making?" Lonnie looked at the bowl of batter in front of the VKs.

"Nothing special. Just cookies." Mal shrugged. Suddenly, Lonnie dipped her finger in, tasting it. "Oh, no, no!" Gwen exclaimed.

"Wait, wait, wait!" They all held out a hand, motioning for her to stop. "What? I'm not gonna double dip." Lonnie stared at them weirdly.

"Feel anything?" Evie asked, hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Yeah, like it might be missing something?" The black haired girl added to seem more normal. "Hey, there." Jay stepped forward with a grin, flirting with her. "It could use some chips." Lonnie shrugged her shoulders, walking over to the pantry in the
corner.

"Chips?" Jay repeated, confused.

Gwen jumped off the table to look in the pantry with Lonnie, before spotting something familiar. "Pup! I found more of those sour kid candies!" (Idk why I'm thinking of that one scene in Stranger Things where Dustin screams: "MIKE! I found the chocolate pudding!")

"You mean the Sour Patch Kids?" Lonnie said. "So THAT'S what they're called." Gwen said, taking a blue one and eating it. "What's that?" Quinn furrowed her brows while the girls sighed. "Chocolate chips. Just the most important food group. Wait, didn't your moms ever make you guys, like, chip cookies?" Lonnie questioned, throwing some into the mix.

"Like, when you're sad, and they're fresh from the oven, with a big old glass of milk, and she just you laugh and puts everything into perspective and... Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Gwen looked at the floor sorrowfully. She never really knew her mom because she abandoned me by the time she was born. It was just her, her brother, Rick, and their father. Now it's just her. Until Cruella adopted her, that is. "It's a bit different where we're from, Lonnie," Quinn said with a tight smile.

"Yeah, I know. I just, you know, I thought...
Even villains love their kids. Oh... How awful." She explained nervously, a tear forming and eventually falling while she held Mal's hand. She caught the tear off her cheek, putting it in the bowl. "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 two tomorrow. Evil dreams." She pushed Lonnie out the door.

"Good night. See you tomorrow." she said, closing the door behind her. "Okay, boys, cookie sheet. Evie and Quinn, oven. Lyn, book." Mal instructed and the younger girl threw her the spell book. "Yes, ma'am." Evie mocked, bringing the batter.