Chapter 10

(A few hours earlier)

Within the northern part of the Salt mansion stood an auditorium that was divided into two buildings. A sidewalk created a fork in the road leading up to those two buildings. One was a huge gymnasium where Veruca usually practiced her cheering routines. The other led to a 200-seat auditorium where the source of the cheering took place.

Within the auditorium sat the servants, cooks, and maids of Veruca cheering wildly at a figure that was completely covered in mud and oinking like a pig on the arena floor, crawling on all fours. They were all eating popcorn and candy while drinking soda.

At the very top of the spacious wraparound press-box stood the spoiled Veruca on her golden throne and the strong butlers that stood by her side. She was eating on fancy green grapes while two of her servants fan her with enormous palm leaves. She wanted the usually-dusty floor to be wet so that it would be reserved for another humiliation of her enemies.

Down below, she was yelling at the figure in mud "Come on, you stupid piece of ass! Oink as loud as you can, you pig!"

That muddy, humiliated, smelly, and disgusting figure turned out to be her father.

Mr. Salt looked upwards on his muddy knees and saw that his very daughter was making oinking sounds at him. She exclaimed with a pause, "Father, you worthless sack of garbage, oink for me now!"

Henry, covered in mud and filth, replied with a single bow of submission, "As you wish, O Most High Veruca!" He then began to snort and oink around the mud while still crawling on his hands and knees and it pleased Veruca with laughter. The servants joined in as they threw popcorn, soda drinks and hot dogs at him.

Mr. Salt, crying like a helpless infant, begged on his knees, and ate the food off the muddy floor She then had another evil idea in her head on how to disgrace Mr. Salt's dignity even more!

She turned to her right to Servant 21, whom wore the number 21 on his elevator operator shirt, leaned her shoulder on her golden throne and asked "Do you have the pig mask ready?"

"Yes, Holy Veruca!" Servant 21 smiled, holding up the pig mask right in his hands and presented it before the cheerleader.

"Good….." Veruca smiled and hissed evily, "put in on my father after this performance!"

Then turning to her left, she turned to Servant 17 with a plastic pig's butt, complete with curly tail and round pink bottom, fit enough for Henry's posterior to fit in. "Now, when I clap my hands together, you put the two things on my father and I will put…..the finishing touches on him, in order to celebrate my firm victory over the insignificant ass of Kim Possible of sending her to jail for violating the law that I've worked on to bribe the dumb twerps of that city council to pass! Also, I cannot wait to see how Kim would react if I put her in the same position as my father or….mmm….maybe let them fight against each other in the mud!" She rubbed her hands in evil glee at such a sick notion.

Both Servant 17 and Servant 21 bowed and prostrated before the princess and ventured out of the sight of the cheerleader to the muddy arena, where Mr. Salt was covered, for the most part, in smelly mud.

"So what do I do now, My Holiest Daughter in the Highest?" Henry chuckled nervously, and momentarily stopped squealing like a pig.

"My servants will put the pig mask on your head and the rubber part of a pig's ass on your back. After that, you may resume your pig squealing!" Veruca called out from the press box, standing from her royal throne.

"Okay, O My Most Sacred Daughter in the World!" Henry gave a weak smile, the mud dripping all over his face.

Vercua gave an evil smile as she resumed sitting on her throne.

The two servants got down to the muddy arena floor and approached Mr. Salt as fast as they could. First, Servant 21 applied the pig mask to Henry's already-muddied face. Then, Servant 17 came with the plastic pig buttocks. He whistled to Servant 21 for some help to make suit it fitted Mr. Salt's rear end. Both of the servants made Mr. Salt go into a crawling position and pushed the plastic pig buttocks onto Mr. Salt's butt. With this firmly in place, the servants went back upstairs and cleaned up with water before going back into the princess cheerleader's presence. They were totally barefoot but Veruca did not mind. She smiled to them and they went back to fanning her.

She clapped her hands and decreed to her father, now turned into a half-plastic pig. "Now, you piece of worthless swine! Oink for me on your knees and crawl!"

Mr. Salt looked up and nodded his head, "As you wish, O Great Veruca!" He then got on his knees, resumed crawling around in the mud, pig-squealing along without a care. It was like he did not have any dignity at all.

The servants resumed throwing popcorn, candy pieces and half-eaten hamburgers and hotdogs on the mud. Henry, who didn't have any dinner earlier, was forced to eat the half-eaten, mud-covered food. It was a degrading sight to see for any normal human being…..but not for Veruca.

_Veruca took a closer look at the situation with her father eating mud-covered half-digested food. Hmm….maybe when Kim and her idiot friend of hers, the former Mad Dog who sucks totally, works at my mansion for their community service, maybe I can give them the same half-eaten food I'm giving my father. I can just picture it now: Kim in her prison uniform, crying, covered in mud and eating garbage food! Nothing can be lower than that….. Unless! She then pressed a button that opened up a huge overhead door over the muddy arena. Garbage and discarded smelly food, the worst smells and aromas of its kind, came pouring down on the poor Salt patriarch. The servants stopped throwing their half-eaten burgers and corndogs and put on the gas masks that were right next to him. The garbage was just barely a foot deep, around 11 inches, with a squatting Mr. Salt still acting like a pig. With everything on him ruined, he began eating the garbage, which was mostly discarded food. Especially nauseating for Mr. Salt was him eating discarded pizza crusts with bugs on them that had been sitting in that overhead garbage container for a week.

Veruca laughed with delight and cackled wildly, "Oh my sides hurt! I could only imagine what Kim, her idiot head of a friend, and Tara, if she gets arrested, looks like after this!" Her smile widened, "Maybe even worse than Father!" She snickered at this thought.

She then raised her hands and clapped them in the air loudly. Looking around, the seemingly-invincible princess grabbed a megaphone and announced on the PA system:

"Okay, my servants and butlers, you have done well! I will take my rest now but when I return tomorrow, you'd better be present at this auditorium because I'm gonna humiliate Kim Possible in this very manner!"

All the servants, butlers, maids and cooks looked around to Veruca, bowed to her and genuflected and headed off to their quarters for the night.

Veruca sat back down on the throne and the four strong arm-men butlers lifted the throne high and carried her off to her room.

While going past the kitchen on the way upstairs, they passed by the liquor cabinet where the whiskey, beer, and all alcoholic beverages were kept at the right temperature. This suddenly brought Veruca to stroking her chin with an evil snicker.

That made her an idea that she had in store, to celebrate with Kim being in jail and all.

_While in bed, the evil cheerleader princess thought of an evil plan, for it was now 1:15 in the morning.

If I wake up now, and get two of my servants, and jimmy up my parents' liquor cabinet, I could really cause a lot of attention on me! Ooohhh….I am so totally bad!

She got out of bed, got her handbag and keys, and began to tiptoe to the elevator.

The elevator operator smiled at Veruca, because the parenting rules were lax, and asked "Where are we going on this late night, O Mighty Veruca in Deed!"

"To the kitchen, operator," Veruca declared "I'm so gonna be evil on this evening!"

Veruca called on her expensive cell phone for the two servants, Servants 17 and 21, to join her operator smiled and pressed the button to go down.

Once the elevator got down to the kitchen level, Veruca met up with her two servants.

"So are you ready for this plan, servants?" the villainous cheerleading captain asked of her faithful servants.

"What is it, Holy One That is Veruca?" both Servants 17 and 21 asked to their master.

"Hmm….I have a plan that would involve me drinking alcohol and doing some crazy crap that would attract a lot of attention to me!" Veruca explained, "and Kim won't do a damn thing about it!"

Servants 17 and 21 liked this idea, knowing that they cared less of the heiress' health and more on keeping her happy.

The three of them approached the liquor cabinet and the servants punched in the necessary code to unlock it.

Once that was done, Veruca and her servants began to drink the beverages. She downed two beers and allowed the alcohol to work into her system. Her servants had half a whiskey bottle.

Veruca stumbled around and slurred her speech "Ughh…maybe we should drive, y'know….with the wheels and all!" She handed the drunk servants her keys and the three drunks went out to the garage, and got into her pink luxury SUV, her favorite.

Veruca stumbled into the front seat and then started the engine with the two servants in the back.

The SUV swerved along, beginning the damage by running over Mrs. Salt's favorite plants and drove out the gate.

With this, a monster was unleashed.