After their dance number, they were all quite tired. Kurt was stealing sweets, Puck was pick-pocketing per the norm, Quinn was admiring her reflection, again, and Mike was practicing some sort of break dance. All was as normal on the Island.
"Hey Mum," Kurt greeted when the Villain Kids noticed two scruffy looking men approaching them, Kurt recognised them as his mother's henchmen.
"Stealing candy Kurt? I thought I taught you better than that," Maleficent sneered.
"It was from a baby," Kurt added, looking proud of himself.
"Now that's my evil little boy," she laughed. Maleficent took the lollipop out of his hands, spat on it, and put it under her armpits. "Now give it back to the dreadful creature," she declared, handing it to one of her knuckleheads.
"Wh-?" Kurt started.
"It's all about the details Kurt, which makes the difference between cruel and truly evil. When I was your age I was cursing entire kingdoms," Kurt mimicked with her. "Anyway. Now you four have been chosen to go to another school; in Dalton," she told them, with an evil smile on her face.
"No, Mum. I'm not going to a school full of prissy pink princesses," Kurt complained.
"And perfect princes," Quinn giggled, Kurt looked at her with a raised brow, "I mean ew," she corrected.
"And I don't really do uniforms unless it's leather, you get me," Puck chimed in with a smirk.
"Plus my mum said they allow dogs in Dalton, that eat boys who don't behave," Mike protested. Puck crept up behind him and barked in his ear. "That's it I'm not going."
"Stop arguing, and let's go. Knuckleheads!" she shouted. "Kurt!" she sing-songed. Kurt huffed in response and slumped behind her with his friends following suit.
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"So what you're going to do for me, is when you get to Dalton you are going to steal Emma Godmother's magic wand, yadayadayada. Then you will use it, break the magical barrier, and bring it back here for me to have and then I will be able to bend the power of good and evil to my will!" Maleficent howled.
"You mean our will?" Cruella questioned.
"Our will, our will," Maleficent corrected.
"What's in it for us?" Kurt asked.
"Matching thrones, hers and hers crowns," Maleficent started.
"I think he meant us…" Puck confirmed.
"It's all about you and me baby," Maleficent told Kurt, "Do you enjoy watching other people suffer?" she asked him.
"Well yeah, who doesn't?" he answered as if it were obvious.
"Then get me that wand, and you and I can see all that and so much more. With that wand and my sceptre, we will be unstoppable," she explained. "And if you refuse, you will be grounded for the rest of your life, mister."
"What, Mum, that's so-" Maleficent began to stare into her sons eyes, and he did the same, glowing bright green, it was like they were staring into each other's souls. Finally Kurt pulled away. "Fine, whatever," he gave in.
"I win," Maleficent said simply.
"Quinnie! My little evilette in training!" Evil Queen called from the background.
Quinn quickly ran to her and sat down. "Yes Mummy?" she asked sweetly.
"You just find yourself a prince with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing. And of course,- "
"Lots and lots of mirrors," they both chanted.
"No laughing. Wrinkles," her mother told her.
"Well they're not taking my Mike, I'd miss him too much," Cruella announced.
"Really?" Mike asked in disbelief.
"Of course. Who would touch up my roots, fluff my fur and scrape the bunions off my feet?" she questioned with a cackle.
"Or my Noah. I need him to stock up the shelves in my store. What did you score?" Jafar asked eagerly. Puck emptied all his pockets and jacket, taking out the objects he'd stolen.
"A lamp? Ooh," Jafar squealed noticing the golden object, and began rubbing it.
"Dad, I already tried," Puck muttered regrettably. Jafar just grunted and clipped him around the head.
"Hang on, Quinn isn't going anywhere; until we get rid of this unibrow," her mother cackled.
Maleficent couldn't believe what she was hearing! "What is wrong with you all? People used to cower at the mention of our names. For twenty years I have searched for a way off this island, for twenty years they have robbed us of our revenge! Revenge on Snow White and her seven little men, revenge on Aladdin and his bloated genie, revenge on every little Dalmatian that escaped your clutches," Maleficent rattled off.
"Yes but they didn't get the baby! They didn't get the baby!" Cruella cackled, squeaking the stuffed Dalmatian on her coat. (As you can maybe tell… she's slightly unhinged.)
"And I Maleficent, the evilest of all, will finally have my revenge on Sleeping Beauty, and her relentless, ugly little prince. E.Q, give her the magic mirror."
"That's your magic mirror?" Quinn sighed in disappointment as she saw the tiny compact mirror in her mother's hands.
"Yeah, well it ain't what it used to be. But then again, neither are we. It will help you find things," Evil Queen told them.
"Like a prince?" Quinn asked in hope.
"Like my waist line," E.Q said.
"Like the magic wand! Hello! Where's my spell book? Ah the safe, the safe. Queen help me! I can never figure this thing out," Maleficent complained. (Basically the safe is a fridge, so the evilest villain in the world, who is capable of unspeakable spells; cannot open a fridge, just take a minute to think about that.)
Anyway, Queen got up to open the 'safe' and got Maleficent's spell book. Maleficent pushed her and grabbed it before she placed her fingers on it, and gave her a look that said 'my book.'
"Come my darling Kurt," she commanded. Kurt went to her and looked disgusted at the ratty old book she held.
"This was the key to all my success, and now I hand it to you. Now it doesn't work here, but it will in Dalton. Everything you will need should be in this book," she explained. Kurt took in every word, wanting to please his high-standard mother.
"Maybe a new school wouldn't be so bad," Mike suggested, glaring at his mother who was currently trying to hold a conversation with the stuffed Dalmatian on the front of her coat.
"No Mike, they have dogs in Dalton that will eat you up," Cruella insisted.
"But if they're going, then I'm not being left alone with you crazy people. So I'm going, dogs or no dogs," Mike declared. A beep of a horn was heard from outside, it was the car waiting to take them to Dalton.
While the others went downstairs, Maleficent kept Kurt behind and led him onto the balcony.
"The future of the free world rests on your shoulders. Don't blow it," she told him. Kurt just nodded and went downstairs to join his friends. As he reached the car, he looked up and saw his mum pointing two fingers at him, then to her eyes. If they didn't do this right, then they were screwed…
So guys, what did ya think? I am finding great satisfaction just going through this fic and correcting things like grammar and spelling, baring in mind that I did write this about two years ago. Anyway, Klisses to all xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx