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Previously on "Just Add Magic"...

Jake: I will look for that cookbook.

This cookbook is at least 500 years old.

Mama P has all the magical ingredients.

She wanted me to give you these cocoa nibs.

Mama P clearly knows something she's not telling us.

I got my bracelet back.

And you know what that means.

This was a great birthday, Grandma.

Well, it's not over yet.

You still have one more present to open.

- Oh, I do? - Mm-hm.

You didn't have to get me anything else.

I know. But I'm your grandma.

And it's my job to spoil you.

Grandma. Are you all right?

Yes. Everything's just fine.

This is crazy.

Slash creepy.

We figured out that the book is at least 500 years old.

500 years old?

Man. Think of all the people who must have had it

before your grandma.

And all the germs they left behind. Ugh.

Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late.

My mom wanted to take me to brunch,

and I never say no to pancakes.

- Look what Jake brought back. - The book!

I still can't believe Mama P stole it.

I can.

Well, now that we have it back,

we can spend the day studying it.

So that's all we're doing today?

No, I also have a doctor's appointment.

Huh.

Funny Bone Baked Beans.

"The more you eat, the more you laugh."

Let's do that.

Slow down.

The magic has a mind of its own.

We only use it when we absolutely have to.

That's the idea, anyway.

It's-- it's not a toy.

Yeah. We haven't cooked any of the fun stuff yet.

But maybe since today is a special day--

Totally.

I feel so much better

now that we have the book back.

Jake, I really owe you one.

Yeah, Mama P could have fired you.

Fired me? I'm quitting.

You can't quit.

Why? I'm not gonna work for some evil woman.

Especially not for minimum wage.

We need to keep cooking,

and to do that, we kind of need--

The magic spices.

And me to find them.

So nice of you to offer, Jake.

Hey, hon.

Got time for a cup of coffee?

I wish, but we're out of coffee.

Oh, right. I knew I forgot something.

It's okay. I can go after I drop Buddy off at his math tutor.

We're also out of toilet paper.

Well, who says we don't lead a glamorous life?

Oh, I see you got four down.

Wait. No, you didn't.

Have we really been trying to finish this puzzle

since last month?

I know, it's sad, isn't it?

Remember when we used to, like,

lay around all day and do nothing?

We were 19. We played video games,

we watched movies, we saw bands play.

- Yeah. - You're right, though.

What happened?

Wasn't me.

Okay, it was me.

Life. Life happened.

"Forget Me Garlic Knots."

I could spend all day looking at this.

All day?

What's with her?

So many recipes.

How do you choose?

Well, sometimes the book chooses for us.

Kind of like that.

Okay, my mind is totally blown.

Wait. Is it--

- Oh, no. - Shh.

How could we forget Darbie's birthday?

We're terrible friends.

That's okay. There's still time.

We have to get Darbie out of the house.

We can figure out...

something.

I got this.

Oh. I would love to look for where Mama P

is hiding those ingredients,

but she's just been watching me like a hawk.

That stinks.

It'd be great if someone could come in and distract her

so I could look around,

and I'm leaving for my shift right now,

so if anyone wanted to--

Me. I love spy movies.

And heist movies. And movies in general.

But the point is, I have skills.

Major espionage skills.

Um, perfect, but ditch the hat.

We're going undercover on this mission.

Ooh. Undercover. I like that.

Bye.

This is gonna be fun.

Which is all I really wanted.

Don't say anything to Kelly or Hannah,

but today's my birthday.

My lips are sealed. Happy birthday.

Not so far, it isn't.

Kelly and Hannah forgot. And I totally get it.

There's been so much going on.

I feel ya. It's hard to compete with a magic cookbook.

Even before that, there was homework,

and basketball and more homework.

It's like we're boring old people already,

and we're only in the 7th grade.

Wait 'til you get to 8th.

7th grade will look like recess.

I wish we could just have one day

to totally goof off.

Like my 6th birthday.

My dad threw me a party at Kid Zone.

That was epic.

Why aren't you using the electric mixer?

You know it's more efficient.

Grandma said they taste better

if you don't over mix the dough.

Hand me the chocolate chips.

- I think you're all out. - We must have used them all

in the brownies and cake batter.

Why do all of Darbie's favorites have to have chocolate?

Ooh. Here's some.

They look fancy.

Hurry. We still have to put up the decorations.

Thank you.

Look at her smiling at Mr. Davies.

Pretending to be all nice and friendly.

I'll bet that's a magical muffin.

Jake, focus.

We need to find out where she hides the ingredients.

Oops! Sorry.

Accidents happen, Darbie.

I'll go make you another.

Jake, would you mind cleaning this up?

You're supposed to distract Mama P.

Not make more work for me.

I know, I know. Watch this.

Um, Mama P.

Instead of a hot cocoa, could I have a--

a smoothie. Yeah, that's it.

What kind of smoothie?

A banana smoothie. With blueberries. And strawberries.

Ooh, and maybe a scoop of peanut butter.

Or is almond butter better?

- Oh, and I-- - I'll be right with you, Albert.

Jake, can you make Darbie's smoothie?

Sorry.

Sorry.

Great work, girls.

Darbie won't know what hit her.

To a job well done.

- Thank you. - Sure.

Oh. It's kind of, uh--

What's that aftertaste?

It's interesting.

It's terrible.

- I'm gonna throw these out. - Yeah.

Wow. That's a shame.

It's not like you baked her anything else.

Uhh.

I did not know almond butter could do that to a blender.

It's okay. I'll have it up and running in no time.

Why don't you head back to Kelly's.

I'm sorry I made your job harder.

But I really think I can distract her this time.

It's not that. It's your birthday.

Whether they remembered or not,

you should be with your friends.

Do you want me to help you clean this up before I go?

I got it.

Hello?

Guys.

Both: Surprise! Happy birthday.

- You remembered. - Of course we did.

You didn't think we forgot.

Did you?

You guys.

I just love seeing my name in frosting.

- Go for it. - For what?

You know what.

Your feet are burning.

What?

The floor is lava. Head to higher ground.

Right. We haven't played the lava game since we were six.

We're not playing.

We gotta get out of here before we melt.

Wait. Where are you going?

It's a surprise.

Hurry.

Lava!

We have to make it through the secret passage.

The dragons are gaining on us!

We need to make it to Unicorn Valley.

If I don't make it,

please look after Mr. Snuffles.

Ooh!

Whoa! Yeah!

- Yeah. - Ahhh!

Dude!

That was my last life.

Oh, perfect timing.

Oh, sweet. New crossword.

- Yeah. - Okay.

Aren't you guys going to take me to Math Is Fun?

Uh, blow it off today.

Cool. But why?

Your mom and I are hangin' out.

So, then what should I do?

Uh, I'd kill for a latte.

- Ohh. - Can you do a coffee run?

I'm nine.

They'll never find us here.

If they do, we'll eat them.

'Cause we're sea monsters.

Guys. I don't feel too good.

Quick, let's get her out of here!

Come on.

Hannah, get up, get up, get up, get up.

Why has it been almost six years since we've been here?

This place is the best.

Look what I got for my apple slices.

Can I have some?

Please?

Today was so much fun.

In fact, I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say...

Best. Birthday. Ever!

Gazebo.

- Yeah! Oh-- - Yeah.

No biggie.

* This night *

* You could be... *

You know, you guys were really good.

Why'd the band ever break up, anyway?

Steve went to dental school.

Lame.

Mom, we gotta get to soccer practice or I'll be late.

But the zombies are about to attack.

Take the day off.

What's wrong with you guys?

Um, nothing.

Come on, sit down and watch with us.

Yeah, it's really good. "The Zombie Massacre."

Tons of gore.

It's no fun if you let me watch.

Okay.

Oh, my--

- Eww. - Yeah.

Ooh, somebody's jumpy today.

Sorry, I'm just, uh,

in the zone.

I've been meaning to ask you,

have you seen my book?

Book?

Uh, what book?

My address book.

See, jumpy.

Um, yeah, maybe I need to cut back on the caffeine.

I'm gonna go sweep out the back.

I'll keep an eye out for your book.

Mama P: Jake!

- Whoa. - You forgot something.

For the dust bunnies.

Oh, uh-- Yeah. Of course.

Becky.

What are you doing in my garden?

These can't help you.

Oh, Becky.

We both know some things can't be undone.

That was awesome.

Man, some of those six year olds are so immature.

Darbie, get off the couch. It's gonna eat you.

What? It's okay. I'm done with kids stuff for today.

No way, it's still your birthday.

Let's...

Both: build a fort!

Um, guys. What's going on?

You never want to do anything silly,

and suddenly it's like you don't want to stop.

It's like you're under a--

Oh, no.

Did you make any recipes from the cookbook?

Nope. Now grab some pillows.

Uh-uh. Playtime's over.

You two need to walk me through

exactly what you did when you were cooking.

- Okay? - Both: Ooh, brownies.

No more sugar.

Why?

Because I think you're both under a spell.

- Why? - Because you're not acting normal.

- Both: Why? - Because you ate something magical.

- Both: Why? - That's what I'm trying to figure out.

So, you made a cake and brownies and--

And we made chocolate chip cookies.

Wait. I don't remember any chocolate chip cookies.

And I never forget a cookie.

We threw them out. They tasted funny.

Mine!

These don't look like normal chocolate chips.

They look like--

Cocoa nibs.

Mama P sent them over when we first found the book.

Which means they were probably magic.

Both: Ooh.

I think you guys were put under

some sort of throw back spell,

because you're acting more immature than Buddy.

I know you are, but what am I?

Really, Hannah?

Really, Hannah?

- Oh! - Mm.

I'm gonna get you, Kelly.

Please inform the Quinns

I found her pillaging my herb garden.

Oh. Um, okay.

If I hadn't been there,

who knows what sort of danger

she could have gotten herself into.

Grandma Quinn, are you okay?

What were you doing in Miss Silvers' garden?

You made a fort.

Pretty cool, right?

I've made better.

What's up, Darbie? Did you just get here?

We were out of food, so we just walked to the gas station.

Jerky?

No, thank you.

Hey, where you headed?

Uh, you guys are acting weird.

I booked myself a sleep over.

That's my ride.

You can reach me at Mario's.

Okay. Have fun!

Ooh! Oops.

Are you okay, Mr. Quinn?

- Are you? - Ooh.

What's with the Mr. Quinn?

You guys didn't happen to eat any cookies today,

did you?

Oh, yeah. The ones that Hannah and Kelly made.

- Ugh! - Gross.

Happy birthday, by the way.

Yeah. Don't be in a hurry to grow up.

Yeah. I'm gettin' up there.

Hey, we're hungry.

Mm. Here you go.

Cool.

Hey, you want to go shoot some pool?

Mm. Only if there's money on the table.

Oh, I'm tapped out.

Yo, Darbs, can you spot me a fiver?

Sorry. Scott?

Eh. No worries.

Later.

- No, it wasn't. - Yes, it was.

- No, it wasn't. - Yes, it was.

Kelly stuck her finger in my ear and it was gross!

You're such a tattletale.

Guys. We have bigger problems.

Your parents are also under the throw back spell.

Maybe if I find another spell

that also uses the cocoa nibs,

I could figure out how to stop this.

I'm thirsty. Can I have some milk?

I don't know. Sure, get a glass.

I'm still hungry.

Can you please make me a grilled cheese sandwich?

Please, could you guys stop whining

for, like, two seconds?

Ha, ha.

I did it.

I found where Mama P keeps here secret spices.

- That's awesome. - Yeah.

You won't believe it. It's in the back behind the--

- Uh-uh! - Hey.

What's with Kelly and Hannah?

They accidentally put themselves under a spell.

And now they won't stop acting half their age.

Nice. Seven was a good year for me.

- Can I do it? - No.

I need help.

I can't baby sit and break magic spells all by myself.

Relax. I got this.

My mom makes me baby sit my eight year old cousin.

all the time.

Who wants to watch some TV?

That's your idea of babysitting?

Hey. I monitor what they watch

to make sure it's appropriate.

Look. I think I found something.

It's a little faded, but I think is says,

"Merwaldian Dark Cocoa Nibs can only be cured with...

"Merwaldian White Cocoa Nibs"?

Which I'm guessing you can only get

in Mama P's secret pantry?

When can you sneak in again?

Again? I'm not the sneaky type.

My heart almost exploded the first time.

Then help me sneak in.

I'm thinkin' we cut a hole in the roof,

and I'll lower myself down with a grappling hook.

In case there are lasers.

Or I can just leave the door unlocked,

and you can walk in.

Fine. We'll do it the boring way.

What about them?

Do they look like they can handle

a stealth mission right now?

Hm. I'll put on another movie,

and you make some popcorn.

They'll never miss us.

- Ready? - All set.

What are you doing here?

We heard you and Jake.

We wanted to play spies, too.

Don't.

It's spooky in here.

I'm not doing it.

It's the ghost of Mama P.

Enough!

How am I the responsible one?

I can't believe I'm saying this,

but you guys need to get serious and grow up.

Shh. It's okay. It's okay.

Don't cry.

Now, if you're good,

I will take you to the toy store tomorrow

with my birthday money, okay?

- Oh. - Mm-hm.

Okay.

Here goes.

Whoa.

Hannah: I'm scared.

Will somebody hold my hand?

Isn't that the exact same picture

you grandma has?

Now I'm scared.

Okay, let's play a game.

First one to find white cocoa nibs wins.

- Hannah: Eww. - Darbie: No.

These are white.

These are white, these are white. Do I win?

- Aww. - Everyone wins.

I'm so sick of being in charge.

I don't think so.

You're not going anywhere.

Worst. Birthday. Ever.