After Time Has Worn Away the Shock!
By Gene Quill
Cruella DeVille was currently living in Hell, or at least she thought. Not her family estate: Hell Hall, but in a both sterile and dirty prison facility. She had only arrived last week, and as usual, she made an over-the-top entrance, waltzing past the cell in her grey jumpsuit, she still clad her blood red gloves, without the feline fingernails of course. Security insisted on her removing the gloves, but she scratched and pounced, cradling her arms as if they were a 5 week old Dalmatian puppy. Alonzo, her ever faithful, and somewhat abused servant gave the guards warning and suggested they allow her to wear the gloves. They agreed, but only if the fingernails were removed. After all, this was the wealthy socialite Cruella Deville, one of the most influential people in the fashion industry alone. No, they did not need a lawsuit on their hands, or their K-9's paws. Alonzo wasn't even supposed to be in The Women's prison, but rather the men's. However, Cruella insisted that her personal servant be at her side, in her cell and wherever she was…at all times. And of course, Cruella always gets her way! Within Cruella's first week in prison, she had already chipped three of her nails, been denied any fur blankets at night, had to eat absolutely atrocious prison food, and had her highly stylized black and white hairdo collapse, into a shaggy mop. Alonzo was even more jittery than usual, not talking to any other women except for Cruella. Occasionally Alonzo would try to give advice to the prison guards on how to remain on good terms with Ms. DeVille, but usually they would not heed his advice…only to regret their decisions later. Allegedly several of the K-9s would not even enter the hallway that held Cruella's cell. And since Cruella came into the prison, each and every night the K-9s would all howl for several minutes at a time. Cruella had overcome the shock of the situation shortly after arriving in her cell the first day. It was then that she started demanding to be free, claiming that the fashion world needed her! While she ranted and raved, Alonzo simply cowered in a corner, trying to zone out the clattering sound on Cruella's nails on the bars. Even after all this time, the prison guards had still not overcome the shock of Cruella's existence, and many were actually frightened of her!