Mis-spelled
Adalind's evil plan goes off the rails (and down the embankment). A very different ending to the episode "The Inheritance". Usual disclaimers apply - not mine, the copyright owners are fully within their rights to demand I remove this, yadda, yadda, yadda.
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Adalind Schade emptied the bag of hair she had stolen from Burkhardt's bedroom into her hand. She dropped the hairs into the boiling cauldron, and positioned a pointy hat over the potion. She leaned over the hat and started to breathe in the fumes. It was unpleasant, but she would have her child back. All she had to do was this little favor for Vicktor. Glamoured to look like the sickeningly sweet Juliette, it would be no problem to take her revenge. And soon she would be Juliette. She felt the tissue under her skin start to shift; she could see her hair darken. Soon, she thought, soon. And then came the pain. She doubled over, gasping for breath. Now the pain was agonizing. She could feel her bones break and rejoin, over and over. She collapsed on the floor, screamed once, and and was still
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"Nick, have you seen the hairbrush I left in the bedroom?" called Juliette.
He came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair dry. "Isn't that it on the dresser?"
Juliette picked up the heavy brush. "No, not this one. A cheap plastic one."
Nick looked around helplessly. "No idea, honey."
"Well, it's not really important. I can stop by the dollar store and get another one. Then I'll just get the hair sample next time I see Rose."
"What does your friend Rose have to do with this?"
"She has this gorgeous bearded collie, and she wanted me to take the hair to a woman I know who spins dog hair into yarn."
"Dog hair into yarn? Weird."
Juliette shrugged. "Well it won't get done today. I guess after the wedding I'll take care of it. It bugs me,though. I could have sworn I left it here. I wonder what happened to it?
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Adalind woke up on the floor of her storage unit/potions lab. "I didn't know it was going to hurt that much," she thought to herself. She stretched - and froze. Her body felt wrong, different. A brown paw came into view.
"No, no, no," she chanted to herself. This couldn't be happening. She staggered to her feet (all four of them) and trotted to the mirror. Oh yes, she had long, dark silky hair - and two pointy ears and a black button nose. From behind her, she heard a laugh. She spun around, and looked up at Sean Renard. Renard looked at her spell book, and then her. He grinned.
"It seems, my dear Adalind, that karma is a bitch; and now, so are you."
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Lab technique is everything.