Poor Unfortunate Souls


(My second favorite part of the movie)

*Abigail followed the two mer-hog boys to the deepest part of the ocean, until they came to a cave in the shape of a sea monster's skeleton. Abigail hesitated a bit and stopped, but the boys insisted*

Scourge and Eclipse:*motioned to come with their fingers* This way

*Abigail took a deep breath and followed them inside, but doubt began to cross her mind again as she passed Breezie's "garden". The shriveled-grub-like-creatures moaned at her, like they were trying to tell her something. One of them latched onto her arm, but she managed to pull away and turned around when she heard a voice*

Breezie: Scourge, Eclipse, you divine little vipers. Hmm, I see you brought a customer. Come in. Come in, my child

*Abigail peered from behind a curtain of wispy pink plants*

Breezie We mustn't lurk in doorways, it's rude *goes over to her vanity* One might question your upbringing. Now then, *puts hair gel in her hair and quills* your here because you have a thing for this Mobian, this Prince fellow. Not that I blame you, he is quite a catch isn't he? *chuckles* Well angelfish, *puts on lipstick* the solution to your problem is simple. The only way to get what you want, is to become a Mobian yourself.

Abigail:*gasps* C-can you do that?

*A self-satisfied smirk appeared on Breezie's face*

Breezie: My dear sweet child, that's what I do. *slid out of her chair and went towards Abigail* It's what I live for: to help unfortunate merfolk, like yourself. Poor souls with no one else to turn to.

*Breezie singing*

I admit that in the past I've been a nasty

They weren't kidding when they called me

Well, a witch

*The boys circled around her and she scratch Scourge's chin and they both snickered*

But you'll find that nowadays

I've mended all my ways

Repented, seen the light

And made a switch

True

Yes

*She swam over to her cauldron*

And I fortunately now a little magic

It's a talent that I always have possessed

And dear lady, please don't laugh

I use it on behalf

Of the miserables lonely and depressed

*She opened the cauldron and two images, (a fat mer-dog girl and a skinny mer-dog boy) came out*

Breezie:*whispering to Scourge and Eclipse* Pathetic

Poor Unfortunate Souls

In pain

In need

This one longing to be thinner

That one wants to get the girl

And do I help them?

Yes, indeed

*She snapped her fingers and the girl became skinny and the boy had muscles. They saw each other and hugged*

Those Poor Unfortunate Souls

So sad

So true

They come flocking to my cauldron

Crying "Spells, Breezie please!"

And I help them

Yes I do

*Meanwhile, Sebastian and Grace were making their way into the cave*

Now it's happened once or twice

Someone couldn't pay the price

And I'm afraid I had to rake ' em

Cross the coals

*Breezie tightened her hand into a fist and the merfolk turned to those shriveled-grub-like-creatures. Abigail's eyes widened and she took a quick glance back at the ones in the witch's garden*

Yes, I've had the odd complaint

But on the whole I've been a saint

To those Poor Unfortunate Souls

*Using one of her tentacles, Breezie brought Abigail closer to her*

Breezie: Now here's the deal, I will make you a potion that will turn you into a Mobian for three days. Got that? Three days, no more, no less. *brings Abigail over to her cauldron and makes images appear in it* Now listen, this is important. Before the sun sets on the third day, you've got to get dear old Princey to fall in love with you. That is he's got to kiss you, not just any kiss, the kiss of true love. *Sebastian and Grace entered the main room* If he does kiss you before the sun sets on the third day, you'll remain a Mobian permanently. But if he doesn't you turn back into a a Mer-cat and . . . *the cauldron closes* You belong to me.

Sebastian: No, Abigail!

*Sebastian's yell was muffled as Eclipse grabbed him and Scourge grabbed Grace. Abigail looked over but Breezie cupped her face and turned her towards her*

Breezie: Have we got a deal.

Abigail: If I become a Mobian, I'll never be with my Father and sisters again.

Breezie: That's right, but you'll have your man. *chuckles* Lives full of tough choices isn't it? *laughes* Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. You can't get something out of nothing, you know.

Abigail : But I don't have any . . .

*One of Breezie's tentacles covers her mouth*

Breezie: I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle. You'll never even miss it. *puts a finger under Abigail's chin* What I want from you is . . . Your voice.

Abigail:*putting a hand to her throat* My voice?

Breezie: You've got it sweet cakes. No more talking, singing, zip,

Abigail : But without my voice, how can I . . .

Breezie :*interrupts* You have your looks, your pretty face, and don't underestimate the importance of body language! Ha!

*Breezie singing*

The men up there don't like a lot if blabber

They think a girl who gossips is a bore

Yes, on land it's much preferred

For ladies not to say a word

And after all, dear

What is idle prattle for?

*She started throwing bottles full of things and other stuff into the cauldron*

Come on

They're not all that impressed with conversation

True gentlemen avoid it when they can

But dot and swoon and fawn

On a lady who's withdrawn

It's she who holds her tongue

who gets her man

Come on you Poor Unfortunate Soul

Go ahead

Make your choice

I'm a very busy woman

And I haven't got all day

It won't cost much

Just your voice

*She created an image of Shadow and after a few seconds, she burst through it*

You Poor Unfortunate Soul

It's sad but true

*She appeared next to Abigail with a golden contract. A fish bone pen appeared*

If you want to cross a bridge my sweet

You've got to pay the toll

Take gulp and take a breath

Go ahead and sign the scroll

Scourge, Eclipse, now I've got her, boys

The boss is on a rooooooooooooll!

Breezie: This Poor -

*Abigail angrily looked at the bone pen*

Breezie: Un -

*Abigail grabbed the pen*

Breezie : - fortunate Sooooooooooooul!

*Abigail signed the contract, while Sebastian and Grace stood there with their mouths hanging open. Then the contract folded up and went to Breezie who looked at Abigail with a wicked smile*

*Breezie singing*

Beluga, sevruga, come winds

Of the Caspian sea

*The cauldron bubbled and a blue wind seemed to swirl around the mer-cat and the octo-hog*

Larynxes, glacydis, and max laryngitis

La voce to me!

*The smoke from the cauldron turned into a pair of green hands*

Breezie: Now sing!

*Abigail began to sing*

Breezie: Keep singing!

*Abigail continued to sing as the two green hands came closer. Soon one hand reached down her throat and pulled out her voice. She covered her mouth as the smokey hands sucked her voice inside Breezie's yellow seashell necklace. Breezie laughed as a yellow bubble grabbed Abigail. Grace covered her eyes and Sebastian watched in horror as Abigail's tail turned into legs. She was also wearing a white sleeveless summer dress that reached her knees. The yellow bubble burst and Abigail started drowning. Grace and Sebastian swam to her and began to pull her towards the surfaces, Breezie's laughter echoing around them. When they reached the surface, they swam to shore*