It was a normal day out. Mizrabel casually strolled through the hallways of Master Yen Sid's tower while reading through a book she borrowed from the master's library. Yen Sid certainly had a wide variety of books, each one a story of pirates, princesses, animals, magical artifacts and many, many more. Yet despite all these different stories, Mizrabel took note of one thing: the ending.
Each story always had a happy ending of one kind or another. Mizrabel often noticed that almost every story ended with the sentence of "... And they all lived happily ever after." but not everyone had a happy ending.
It turned out that the story Mizrabel was reading was no different. The book which Mizrabel was reading told the story of a young princess who was cursed by an evil fairy for not receiving an invitation to join in the princesses christening.
Mizrabel visited Yen Sid after reading the book.
"Did Maleficent really deserve that?" Asked the mouse-witch. "She only wanted an invitation, didn't she? If the King and Queen had invited Maleficent to join them, the story might have worked out a bit differently..."
"Indeed, it might." Replied Yen Sid. But with a shake of his head, he continued: "However, Maleficent is known as the Mistress of all Evil, and she is not ashamed to show her nature to others who are unfortunate enough to cross her path. It is most likely that the fairy cursed the princess because she despises anything that is good." The mouse-witch then proceeded to frown upon hearing Yen Sid's words.
"I suppose you are right..." Mizrabel started. "But... Do you think there is any possibility that she may merely be misunderstood? The three fairies said that Maleficent does not know love, but she loves her raven..." Pausing for a moment, the mouse-witch added in: "Well, alot more then her goblins and gremlins..."
Mizrabel looked up to see what Master Yen Sid was thinking, but he wore the same expression. Mizrabel came to recognize this expression quite well; always so serious. And his eyes? It was almost as though he was reading your mind and saying 'I know what you were up to.'
It sort of gave Mizrabel the chills in a way. However, Yen Sid was a good person, and would never harm anyone- sure, he might have given the occasional spank with a broomstick, but nothing overly life-threatening.
The mighty sorcerer had that look about him that told Mizrabel that only a fool would dare meddle in the affairs of this particular magic-wielder(which was quite true, as master Yen Sid was very powerful and only a fool would dare meddle in his affairs). However, Yen Sid was a good man and always ready to help those in need.
"I cannot quite say." Said the mighty sorcerer. "Indeed, within every dark castle, a candlelight shines within the darkness. However, not all castles contain any candles that can be found within."
"Well, I would like to think that there is some good in her..." Mizrabel responded. "There is good in everyone. I mean, look at me, Mickey and Minnie brought out the best in me." At last, Yen Sid smiled at this statement and gave a gentle pat upon the mouse' hood.
"Indeed they did." Said the sorcerer. "It might be possible, but we cannot make the choice as to who is good and bad. And besides, every story needs a villain."
"True..." Mizrabel added in response. "Well, I suppose I should get back to my studies. Thanks again, master Yen Sid!" With a smile now replacing her frown, the little mouse-witch gave a polite curtsy before returning back to her chambers to study...
The rest of the day passed by uneventful. Mizrabel only came out from her chambers when it was time for dinner, and returned back to her studies afterward. Daytime became nighttime as always, but Mizrabel stayed up studying for three hours after bedtime before finally coming to retire for the night when she suddenly heard a loud knock on the door in the entry hall...
Mizrabel, startled, leaped out of bed at the sound. Who ever could be here at this hour of the night?
Groggily strolling over to where her favorite slippers were, the mouse stepped in them and quietly made her way to her door, opening it and sneaking ever so silently through the hallways so as to not alert anyone sleeping.
At last, Mizrabel arrived at the entryway of the tower- but it appeared that master Yen Sid was already at the door and was conversing with whomever was at the door.
Mizrabel remained quiet, choosing to instead hide behind the corner and only peaking around every so often to try and get a better look at who was at the door. Alas, it was dark, and Mizrabel was unable to get a good look at who master Yen Sid was talking to, and she was unable to pick up any words exchanged between the two.
At last, the mysterious man departed, and Yen Sid closed the doors. Mizrabel noticed that master Yen Sid now carried a small, mysterious object in his hand(what exactly, Mizrabel did not know, as it was wrapped up in a grey cloth).
Mizrabel always knew that curiosity killed the cat. Turning around, the mouse-witch decided to head back to her chambers. She was feeling tired and thought that a good nights sleep will make her forget about all of this...
[size=5]U[/size]nfortunately, curiosity was what kept the mouse awake all night.
Mizrabel spent many sleepless hours pondering over whatever it was that Yen Sid had in hand. Was it a baby?
On second thought, Mizrabel doubted that even master Yen Sid could hold a baby using only one hand. And she highly doubted that master Yen Sid would order a pizza at this time of night- what kind of pizza delivery would even be open at this time of night, anyway?
And beside that, whatever Yen Sid had, it was too small to be a box of pizza or a baby(well, it depended on what kind).
Mizrabel pondered over this for a long while, but eventually, she fell into a deep slumber...
Mizrabel...
Mizrabel...
"MIZRABEL!"
The mouse-witch awoke with a startle, falling out of bed upon hearing the sudden exclamation. Quickly putting on her slippers(which were placed at the edge of the bed as she was too tired to put them back where they normally were), Mizrabel stood up straight and tall, though she was still dwarfed in comparison to master Yen Sid...
Wait, what?
Upon realizing who was in her chambers, Mizrabel looked up and met Yen Sid's ever so scolding gaze, arms crossed and his right eyebrow raised inquisitively.
Uh-oh...
"If you have any reason to miss class, please, enlighten me..." Mizrabel's mind merely went blank upon hearing master Yen Sid's voice. Then, it dawned on her:
"Oh! Master Yen Sid! I-" Mizrabel started, but she found herself at a loss for words. While she knew Yen Sid would not kill her, the glare the sorcerer gave said otherwise. She had to think of something...
"I... Kinda had a bit of a night owl session last night, sorta..." Mizrabel started. "Night owling is, like... Staying up really late, and... Yeah." But Yen Sid's expression remained the same. Yen Sid was a very strict man and Mizrabel knew that she would be punished for this...
"I'm sorry..." Mizrabel squeaked weakly, shrinking back at Yen Sid's gaze. Yen Sid's expression softened slightly, but he still spoke with a rather peeved tone of voice.
"You missed your class." The sorcerer started. "As punishment, you are to clean the attic-"
"The attic!" Mizrabel exclaimed in fear. "But- but-!"
"No buts!" Yen Sid waved his hand in a silencing motion, and Mizrabel fell silent. "Consider yourself lucky that I am not one of the villains you find so interesting." Mizrabel frowned at this statement and nodded weakly.
"You know where to find the duster."
"Yes master Yen Sid..." And with that, the mouse-witch slowly walked past the sorcerer and out the door...
Indeed, she supposed that cleaning the attic was not that bad, and that she should consider herself lucky that Yen Sid is not like any of the villains she has read so much about. Goodness knows how often she would be strangled by the Horned King, if she were to ever cross paths with such a terrifying entity, and we all know how decent Jasper and Horace are treated by Cruella De Vil...
But the attic? It was creepy there! All covered in cobwebs and dust. There could be a spider somewhere!
Mizrabel gulped, becoming more frightened the more she thought about it. Why couldn't it have been cleaning the floor or getting rid of all the alchemical ingredients master Yen Sid no longer had use for?
This was certainly going to be a miserable... Evening.
