Good to be Bad

You Won't Believe What Happened

     Cruella threw herself on the plush chair that sat in the corner of her extravagant room, throwing her arm over her face before sighing dramatically. Her roommate, Mother Gothel raised an eyebrow curiously. "What's the matter, dear?" Gothel asked her, not really caring, but curious as to whatever drama was currently going on.
"Oh Gothel it's absolutely awful, you wouldn't believe what happened." Gothel looked at her and nodded, encouraging her to go on    
"I mean truly dreadful, wonderfully horrific" Cruella continued on gesturing dramatically. "Perfectly nasty" she continued on like this over and over. Causing Mother Gothel to get up out of her seat and walk over to Cruella, grabbing her shoulders to get her attention.
"Cruella." She said sharply, "Tell me what happened". Cruella once again sighing.
"Lany Tremaine, she" Cruella once again stopped, throwing her head forward into her hands. "Oh it's awful, I can't even begin to describe what happened"

     Gothel grew even more annoyed with her roommate and gave up and let go of her. "I don't know why I even bother" she said to herself under her breath. But now she was curious, and she couldn't stand being out of the loop. So she was on a mission to figure out what happened, so she left the room and went on to find someone who would know. Mother Gothel was trying to figure out who would know what possibly went down, and immediately she knew who she would need to talk to. And as if he could read her thoughts, which she wasn't quite sure whether or not he could, he appeared.
"You seem lost" he said simply his grin spreading wider and wider.
"I'm not in the mood for games" Gothel said annoyance already growing with him, not even bothering looking at the pink cat that had appeared in front of her on top of a tall grandfather clock. The Cheshire Cat frowned
"Aw pity, games can be rather fun, you know" he said as he turned over on his back and smoothly pushing himself off the clock to float around her head.
"Well I don't have time for them right now" she responded attempting to shoo the cat away from her head.

      "I suppose you want to know what happened between Cruella and Lady Tremaine then, hmm?" The sly cat asked her, although he already knew the answer.
"Yes, I do" Gothel admitted, desperate to know what happened, even if it meant playing along whatever game the cat was playing. The cat was quite happy with her answer clapping his hands as he spun around in the air.
"Well lucky for you." He emphasized the you by lightly booping her nose for emphasis "I saw the whole thing" Gothel swatted his hand away, and the Cheshire Cat tsked at her response.
"So what happened?" she asked for what felt like the hundredth time that day.
"Well, you see Tremaine and Cruella were talking but then" he paused for dramatic effect, and stopped his continuous circling around Gothel's head, ending up directly in front of her face. "Lady Tremaine" he stopped once more looking around frantically as if checking to see if anyone was eavesdropping on their conversation "well she said 'Your shoes look like they were conjured by a blind fairy godmother'" Cheshire Cat laughed at the insult and Gothel huffed, she should've known Cruella was over-dramatizing what happened.

    Cheshire Cat then drifted his eyes over to a door frame where Tremaine grinned at him, a wicked look in her eyes, that made the cat shiver in fear.