Once Upon A Time In CATCF

Chapter 1

It is ready. A mass of lights broke out, and the figure watched contently- with a joker smirk- as a cloud of bruised ash escaped the caldron and invaded the air.

Yes. It thought. The end has started. The curse of cuppediorum monstrorum will have their own flaws fight against them.

"Come now, dear friends. We have a kingdom to rule, taxes to collect, punishments to give, and four brats to destroy."

With that, the figure lifted an arm, where a smaller, winged creature perched on. It let out a high-pitched cry, and soon millions erupted from the fortress, forest, river, and earth.

The figure smiled evilly, tapped his cane twice, and disappeared in a puff of purple.

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(Ok, guys, this in when the real story begins. Enjoy.)

Veruca Salt watched, attentively, as dozens of pairs danced around the room in perfect harmony. Even in such an amazing event, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was...off. And it probably wasn't the fact that she wasn't allowed to be in it. She looked around again, analyzing the ballroom. The queen was greeting different guests, too busy to notice and come shoo the 11 year old away. The food seemed amazing, but she dared not take it. She was better off hidden, observing with growing passion the happiness that could almost be seen twirling along with the ladies' gorgeous fancy dresses. Veruca looked down at her own beautiful outfit, put together with the help of her forest friends. The birds had been exceptionally generous with their aid.

She wondered if father would be proud of her now. Back in the day, when he was still around, Veruca got anything and everything she wanted. Being the only family the king had, and his only daughter, she guessed he wanted to give her the best of the best. Always.

"Hey, you."

A sweet- but somewhat rude- voice broke her away from the memory. She turned and saw another girl, maybe one or two years older than herself. This one had a gorgeous blue and purple dress, short, platinum blonde hair, and big, vivid green eyes that screamed "I am the winner and you shall never be as good as me." That could be argued with if the point was given for beauty.

Veruca may have been quite spoiled, but it was a fact- told by the magic mirror himself, whom she overheard- that she was the fairest of them all. Unfortunately, this never brought any good to her. After all, the only reason she had overheard the mirror was because he belonged to the queen; the woman who had potentially killed her father.

She turned her attention back to the girl. "Do you need anything?"

"Yes

. What time is it?" Veruca checked her pocket watch, which her father had given her.

"11:30. Why?"

The blonde girl bit her lip, and then sighed. "I need to leave at midnight, when this dress, and everything else, is going to go back to normal. My fairy godmother said so." Veruca couldn't help but notice the hint of disbelief when she said the last part. Fairies were real, of course. This girl should feel lucky to have one. "What's your name?" it took a while for her to respond. Could she trust this girl? Veruca didn't like that air of smugness and competitiveness that surrounded her. "Veruca Salt. Yours?" "Violet. Violet Beauregarde." Violet spoke with confidence, as if Veruca was challenging her to speak her name properly instead of simply asking out of politeness.

"Well, violet...I guess we should-"

Before she could continue, a scream ripped through the air, followed by the cries of the panicked guests. The two girls dashed for the entrance, where a crowd was rapidly forming.

"What's going o-"

Yet again, Veruca was interrupted by a shrill yell.

"THE CURSE HAS STARTED!"

This caused most of the ladies in the room to faint, and Veruca was very close to doing so as well. Even she, who was not allowed to leave the castle grounds, knew about the wicked warlock who threatened to cast a death spell over the kingdom of Wonks. Of course, most thought it was simply a joke. Not a single soul in the land expected him to go on with it.

Violet grabbed onto her hand and started digging through the mop of fancy dresses and suits. Veruca wished she hadn't. What she saw next was going to be forever burned into her mind, clouding her mind with nightmares and terror.

One word could describe the scene: death. A huge mass of purple fog was inching towards them, engulfing anything that stayed in its way. Citizens, trees, plants, and animals were all suffocated by the beautiful deadly mist.

Before Veruca could realize what was happening, her vision went black.

A/N: JUST A RECAP ON WHO'S WHO:

VIOLET: CINDERELA

VERUCA: SNOW-WHITE

CHARLIE: MOGLI

AUGUSTUS: ONE OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS (TURNED HUMAN BY MAGIC)

MIKE: PETER PAN (A LOGICAL VERSION OF HIM)

WONKA: IT'S A SURPRISE!

PARENTS: YOU'LL FIND OUT LATER

THE BUCKET FAMILY: JUNGLE BOOK CHARACTERS.

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