Author's Note: Guess what? I finally wrote another story. And I stole the plot fomr RubyFire's List of Strange Fanfic Plots again. My little annoying creativity faery just wont give me my creativity back!
Jemima sweetly said goodbye to all the nice kitties at the junkyard and dashed off to her home in the blue house just past the park in the middle of London. Quickly saying hello to her pet humans she ran down the steps to her cellar.
"Inne, meanie, minne, mo, make a portal, let me go!" And suddenly a blue, green, spinning circle of a portal appeared on the basement wall. She stepped though and was magicly transported to a dark room lit only by candles and a glowing fire underneath a boiling cauldron.
She cackled evilly and watched the happenings of the junkyard through the brewing potion in the cauldron.
"I will make you pay Jellicles! Ruining the world of the evil with your goodness and kindness! You think of Macavity as the evil stray who will take over. Pah! He is but a homeless cat. Of course, how could you know? Who would never suspect sweet, little, innocent Jemima?"
Then Jemima started pacing, or we should call her by her real name, Morila. Morila was a legend, even among the Jellicles. She was reputed to be an evil sorceress. One that would do anything for more power.
Now, Morila was pacing the chamber trying to think of a new plan. She now knew all she needed to know about the Jellicles. Step one, had been accomplished. Hmm... maybe if she hypnotized Macavity to attack the junkyard...
"Yes! That's it! I will make Macavity attack the junkyard. While the Jellicles are preoccupied with him I will complete my evil spell! I will warp their minds! They will all bow down to me and I will rule the junkyard! It will be mine!!!!"
Now, as you can see, Morila has lost her mind. She spent to much time in the junkyard playing sweet, little Jemima, that the lack of evil made her turn insane. Somewhat like what happens when you don't get enough sugar. All Morila can think of is revenge on the kind, loving cats that have made her insane. She will stop at nothing. Now that I'm done rambling, I will get back to this pointless story.
That night, when all the Jellicles were almost asleep, there was a loud "CRASH!!" heard at the entrance of the junkyard. Munkstrap and the rest of the Jellicles were instantly alert. Suddenly, a scream came from a cat that was well known for her screams.
"MACAVITY!!!!"
Macavity, under Morila's spell came charging into the junkyard and attacked Munkustrap. While all the attention was on Macavity and Munkustrap, Morila finally made her entrance.
"Zibber de gan! Bipper te can! You will all worship me!"
Suddenly, the fighting stopped, and every cat present turned and started bowing to her.
"That's better!"
Morila leaned back against the tire and suddenly realized something. Now that she had taken over the junkyard, she had nothing to do.
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The End.
A/N: Oke doke... that was pointless.
Jemima sweetly said goodbye to all the nice kitties at the junkyard and dashed off to her home in the blue house just past the park in the middle of London. Quickly saying hello to her pet humans she ran down the steps to her cellar.
"Inne, meanie, minne, mo, make a portal, let me go!" And suddenly a blue, green, spinning circle of a portal appeared on the basement wall. She stepped though and was magicly transported to a dark room lit only by candles and a glowing fire underneath a boiling cauldron.
She cackled evilly and watched the happenings of the junkyard through the brewing potion in the cauldron.
"I will make you pay Jellicles! Ruining the world of the evil with your goodness and kindness! You think of Macavity as the evil stray who will take over. Pah! He is but a homeless cat. Of course, how could you know? Who would never suspect sweet, little, innocent Jemima?"
Then Jemima started pacing, or we should call her by her real name, Morila. Morila was a legend, even among the Jellicles. She was reputed to be an evil sorceress. One that would do anything for more power.
Now, Morila was pacing the chamber trying to think of a new plan. She now knew all she needed to know about the Jellicles. Step one, had been accomplished. Hmm... maybe if she hypnotized Macavity to attack the junkyard...
"Yes! That's it! I will make Macavity attack the junkyard. While the Jellicles are preoccupied with him I will complete my evil spell! I will warp their minds! They will all bow down to me and I will rule the junkyard! It will be mine!!!!"
Now, as you can see, Morila has lost her mind. She spent to much time in the junkyard playing sweet, little Jemima, that the lack of evil made her turn insane. Somewhat like what happens when you don't get enough sugar. All Morila can think of is revenge on the kind, loving cats that have made her insane. She will stop at nothing. Now that I'm done rambling, I will get back to this pointless story.
That night, when all the Jellicles were almost asleep, there was a loud "CRASH!!" heard at the entrance of the junkyard. Munkstrap and the rest of the Jellicles were instantly alert. Suddenly, a scream came from a cat that was well known for her screams.
"MACAVITY!!!!"
Macavity, under Morila's spell came charging into the junkyard and attacked Munkustrap. While all the attention was on Macavity and Munkustrap, Morila finally made her entrance.
"Zibber de gan! Bipper te can! You will all worship me!"
Suddenly, the fighting stopped, and every cat present turned and started bowing to her.
"That's better!"
Morila leaned back against the tire and suddenly realized something. Now that she had taken over the junkyard, she had nothing to do.
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The End.
A/N: Oke doke... that was pointless.