Storm peeks into the oven again.  "Are they done yet?"

Kat cracks open the door, then sighs in exasperation.  "For the umpteenth time, not yet!"

Ten seconds later, the oven dings, and Kat smirks.  "Okay, now they're ready."

Storm screams in frustration.  "FEED ME ALREADY!!!"

"Feed yourself, child."

"Fine!"  Storm reaches for the cookie tray, then yelps when Kat smacks her hand away.  "OW!"

"..After you've run a lap around the house, of course."

Storm snorts and crosses her arms across her chest.  "Yeah, I'm not doing that."

Kat shrugs.  "It's your call.  I guess that they're all mine, then."  She grins and raises one to her mouth.

Storm whimpers and casts a longing glance at the cookie.  "Perfect chocolate chip..."  She whispers, watching the melted chocolate ooze out of the side.

Kat holds up a couple of fingers.  "Two laps, now.  You'd better make up your mind quickly."

"DANG IT!!!  I'm going, okay?!!"

"I knew you would.  You're so purr-dictable, Stormling."

Storm sticks her tongue out at her, then begins to race out of the kitchen.

"AND AN EXTRA LAP FOR YOUR SASS!!!"  Kat hollers after her.

"NOOOOO!!!"  Storm wails pitifully mid-jog.

Kat chuckles and high-fives her grandfather's ghost.  "Good, eh?"  Then she yells at him in realization.  "YOU'RE HERE AGAIN?!!"

Storm whizzes by them, wheezing.  "Oh!  Hi, Kat's grandpa!"  Then she screams in terror and immediately faints.

Kat and the ghost look at each other.

"Okay, that one's on you, you monster."

Her grandfather smirks and shrugs, snatching a cookie from the counter gleefully and floating away with it.  

"..And just how do you plan on eating that with your transparent constitution-  OW!!!"  The cookie flies through the air and smacks Kat in the forehead.  "I WILL EXORCISE YOU!!!"  A random mixing spoon soon follows the cookies' flightpath, and she leaps away from its alarming trajectory with an enraged yowl, landing on all fours, then immediately jumping back up again.  TATAAAAAAAAA!!!  THAT'S IT, I'M GETTING MY BIBLE!!!"  She spins on her heel and takes after his fleeing figure, Kat yelling mixed-language oaths, and Tokka begging her to let her teach the ghost a lesson.

Gayle pops her head out from under Storm's hair and watches them go.  "Oh, so that's where Tokka's ended up."  She levitates over to the cookie tray and picks one up.  She studies it for a moment, then opens her mouth up impossibly wide and swallows it whole.  She finishes with a dainty burp.  "Kat was right.  She is a magnet for many strange powers.  ..No wonder I sensed two otherworldly presences here today."  She glances at a random demon passing through.  "Not including you, of course.  Hey, Steve!  Is that you?"

The demon hisses at her, and she gasps.  "Really!  There's no need for that kind of language, Stevenus!"  She snarls at a growl from him.  "You try hurting any of these people here, and I swear that I'll rip out whatever passes for your internal organs and put them on display in my Miracle Box compartment.  Understand?"

The demon emits a frightened whine and backs off.

Gayle bares her miniscule fangs at it.  "RAAAH!!!  FEAR ME, O SPAWN OF SATAN!!!  I WILL EAT YOUR NONEXISTENT SOUL, JUST LIKE I DID TO YOUR BROTHER!!!"  She cackles maniacally, a malicious glint in her eye.  "NOW FLEE, YOU COWARD!!!"

The demon known as Steve vanishes, and Gayle rubs her tiny legs together delightedly.  "Heeheehee!  This world will be next!  Global domination, nay, this entire universe, will at last be mine!  MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!  I shall finally have my revenge on all those who have wronged me!!!  AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!"

"I'm starting to understand why you were locked away in a box all those centuries."  Storm murmurs, cracking open an eye to stare at her kwami in shock.

"Stupid monks."  Gayle mutters.  "Did they really think that an enchanted box could hold me forever?  So I created the Bermuda Triangle, so what?  Those islanders should have worshipped me and only me, but then they just had to go and try to include Pixxie, too.  Well, I showed them who was the stronger kwami, so I did.  I don't even think that she was trying to destroy them like I was, that sly little upstart.  She was just trying to buy them more time for their crops.  Tch!  No ambition at all!  She didn't deserve the satisfaction of seeing them trapped forever frozen in time.  And then the others decided to cover it all up.  Imagine, hiding my masterpiece!  The nerve!  Under clouds and magnetic fields and other cliché garbage like that!!!  I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!"  She screeches demonically, her shoulders heaving.

Storm's eyes widen.  "Waitwaitwait, back up a bit.  ..You created the Bermuda Triangle?!!"

"Well, of course I did.  And many others besides."

"Wow!  That is so cool!!!"  Storm gets down onto her knees.  "Can you teach me how to do that?"  She begs, eyes sparkling.  "Please?"

"OH NO YOU DON'T, NEVER AGAIN!!!"  Tokka barrels through and collides with the spider mid-air, her momentum launching them both into the next room.  "I DON'T LIVE HERE, DON'T MIND ME!!!"  She shouts behind her.  "JUST PASSING THROUGH!!!"

Storm shrugs, munching on a cookie.  "'Kay, seems legit."

Tokka corners Gayle in the dining room.  "DON'T YOU DARE CORRUPT ANOTHER HUMAN WITH YOUR TWISTED MINDSET, SISTER!!!"

"Okay, I admit that Hitler was a bad idea-"

"-HE WAS A STUPID CHOICE, AND YOU KNOW IT!!!  THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR ESCAPING MASTER YU'S PRISO-  ..Care.  His care."

"Oh, fiddlesticks!  That mistake could've happened to anyone."

"And yet it keeps happening to you."

"I've learned my lesson since those times, I swear!"

"You'd better have, because if there's even one more Caesar, Napoleon, or Genghis Khan incident-"

"-Uh, Genghis was you."

"Ah, Genghis!"  Tokka sighs happily.  "I knew him back when he was still called Temujin.  Dominating the Mongolian plains, uniting the tribespeople, helping him choose his name...  Those were the good old days!"

"Wasn't he called the Ebony something or other?"

"Wing or Talon.  I don't remember which it was, either.  It was so long ago.  But it was definitely something cool."

"Mm-hmm."

"HUSH, DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!!!"  Tokka grabs the spider kwami's arms with her own and glares at her.  "Seriously.  Don't.  Mess.  This.  Up!"

Gayle shakes off the corvid's feathery limbs.  "Don't worry, I've totally got the right holder this time.  Relax, Featherhead!"  The spider floats away.  "Besides, Storm's got cookies!"

Tokka rolls her eyes before phasing through a wall after her.  "And that logic's exactly why I have had to clean up several millennia's worth of your mistakes, kid."  She complains, catching up to her.

"Chill, Featherduster!  We're magic, we can fix anything!"

"Correction: Our holders can fix things.  You just make thing ten times worse."

"I just make a bigger mistake to cancel out the first.  Genius!  I'm so smart, it even scares me sometimes.  Man, Einstein should've been my human, not that fearful Hoomara-"

"-I will not have you sully his good name!  Albert was the perfect match for the power of Intuition, you know!  But you", Here, Tokka jabs a wing at the arachnid accusingly,  "Are a liability, and a complete menace to society.  Every society that you've ever encountered, in fact!!!"

"Hey now, not every one..!"  Gayle protests.

"Why don't we ask the Aztecs and Mayans, then?  Or the Persians?  Romans?  Neanderthals?  Okay, what about the Ancient Egyptians?  Oh wait, you can't, because they're all dead!!!"

"Whoops..!"

"Thank goodness we had enough power between all of us to partly revive their bloodlines!  Do you have any idea how hard it is to rebirth an entire civilization's genetic code?!!  No?  That's because you're a knucklehead, a nincompoop, and an all-round idiot!!!"  Tokka hisses, finally out of breath.

"Are we done here?"

The tiny raven closes her eyes grumpily.  "Yes, I suppose so.  Go back to your cookies."

"YAY!!!"  The arachnid cheers and turns away.  "..By the way, it was The Ebony Talon.  Death's Wing was that guy who accidentally created the Black Plague."

"Oh, right.  I remember now..."

Gayle smirks.  "You know you love me!"

"I haven't slept well for the past six thousand years because of you!!!"

"Sleep is for the weak!"

"Sleep is for the tired.  Goodbye."  Tokka flies away abruptly.

-Meanwhile-

Kat's brother Mat sneakily opens the back door at his house and creeps in.  His normally beady brown eyes are dull with hunger.  "Fooood."  He mumbles, crawling along the floor and repeating it weakly every few moments, like some kind of strange mantra.  "Foooood."  He sobs.

He reaches the kitchen and stands up, then looks around in bewilderment.  "Nobody's here to feed me?"  He glances down at the counter and picks up a note.

Mat, I had to go pick up your father from work.  His truck broke down again because they're all incompetent.  ..Except for him, of course.

It's lunchtime, so can you please feed yourself for a change?  Your sister is getting tired of doing everything for you.  Honestly, I can't blame her.  Even she can't have infinite patience towards you.  She HISSED at me in the morning, can you imagine?!  Poor thing, she's had enough.  FEED YOURSELF.

..There's sandwich stuff right in front of you.  USE IT.

Several arrows are drawn on the note, pointing to a number of different items surrounding the slip's resting place.  Mat stares at them, dumbfounded.  The paper flutters to the floor from his nerveless hand, a horrified expression on his stunned face.  "What?  No one's going to..?  NOOOO!!!"  He screams.  "How could you all be so cruel?!!  I HATE YOU!!!"  He yells at the sourdough.  The head of lettuce quivers from the force of his outburst and falls over.

Mat grunts and snatches a jar of olives from the kitchen cabinet, stomping outside with it.  He moodily twists it open.  

-Meanwhile-

"Ah, a young boy who-  Wait, him again?  Why is he so angry over-?  You know what, never mind.  I can use this anyway.  ..I think...  Kids are weird.  Yenni, INFECT THE MASSES!!!"

The trademark pink-and-grey worm wiggles over to Mat and bores into the jar.  (Which shouldn't really be possible, but hey!  It's ✨Miraculous!✨)

"Hello, Nibbler!  My name is-"

"Shut up, I know who you are already."

Parasitica looks taken aback.  "Oh, okay then.  I want you to-"

Mat sighs dramatically.  "I know already!  Just get to the good part."

Parasitica huffs.  "Rude!  Fine. I'm giving you powers, but I want stuff in return, destroy the heroines, aaand: Cause mayhem."

Mat rolls his eyes.  "Whatever P, I'm down for it.  Change me."  He spreads open his arms as he's enveloped by the villain's power.

A.N: Would anyone care to take a guess at what Gayle's official power is?  (What she's the kwami of?  You know, the kwami of ___ion?)

The way that I didn't even have to exaggerate anyone's words or actions at all, because all of this stuff has LITERALLY happened.  🤣💀

Again I say, help me.

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PLEASE.