The Evil Empire's dominance reigned supreme over the Magic Kingdom. Within each kingdom the separate villains milked their rule for all they were worth.
In Agrabah, Jafar had the Sultan strapped to a guillotine where he was constantly spanked by a floating magic mallet while Iago was hung upside down over a pool of piranhas.
"Ah nothing does the heart good than seeing a fat old fool and a traitorous bird being utterly humiliated," Jafar said gleefully from the Sultan's chair.
"Jafar, you no good, curly-bearded, camel-breathed, jerk! When I get out of here, I'm gonna peck that ugly nose clean off your ugly face!" Iago tiraded before his lips were shut by ducktape that Jafar made appear.
"You won't...*ouch*...get away with this...*ouch*...Jafar! *ouch*" the Sultan said as he was being paddled.
Jafar laughed hysterically at the utter humiliation of his two most hated adversaries.
In China, Shan Yu relaxed on a lawn chair, enjoying some chow mien as a large number of slaves constructed humungous statues of him at the sides of the overtaken Emperor's palace.
In Atlantica, Ursula, with the aid of King Triton's trident that she had ordered the Shadow goblins to take, ruled over the seven seas with iron tentacles. Every day at the palace there was a big feast, and Ursula was mainly eating the majority of them.
At the Beast's castle, Gaston had Maleficent turn Adam turned back into a beast and then collared to a chain. He then proceeded to taunt and whip while his imprisoned servants could do nothing.
One of the humiliating things he did was treat Beast like a dog, throwing a bone at him.
"Get the little bone, doggie, go get it, boy, go fetch!" Gaston taunted.
Whenever Beast retaliated, Gaston would whip him hard.
Queen Grimhilde had mirrors set up all around her respective kingdom so she could admire herself wherever she went. Lady Tremaine, along with her stepdaughters, took ownership of the King's castle. Anastasia and Drizella used their new wealth to shop till they dropped. Ratcliffe enlisted an army of soldiers along with Shadow Goblins to take full control of Jamestown and the Indian camp. Dr. Facilier infested all of New Orleans with Shadow Goblins as well as his own creatures. And Merida's controlled father tore through armies in Scotland.
At the moment, it appeared that nothing could stand in the way of the evil force.
Maleficent and Golett were deep in celebration. The two evil masterminds rejoiced in their utter domination of the Magic Kingdom.
"Well I must admit, Golett, thanks to your forces, we have managed to take over the entire Magic Kingdom," Maleficent said.
"Oh not at all. After all, this was your brilliant plan," said Golett.
"Compliments will get you no where, I'm afraid," said Maleficent.
"Well, what about a drink?" asked Golett.
Using his magic staff, Golett made two floating stone champagne glasses with red wine appear. He then brought the Mistress of All Evil's attention to the ravaged village and King Stephan's castle. From outside the window, the two looked in satisfaction at the fruits of their labor. However, as Maleficent was caught up in the recent success, Golett pointed his staff at one of the glasses and enchanted it with magic.
"Well my dear, shall we toast?" Golett said as he grabbed the non-enchanted glass.
After Maleficent took the enchanted glass, Golett toasted the both of them.
"To us and to the Evil Empire," said Golett.
"Cheers," said Maleficent.
They drank.
After Maleficent finished her drink, she began to feel strange. It was as if something was crawling in her head and eating away at her brain.
"What? What-what's...happening...to me..." Maleficent said as she held her head in pain.
Golett smiled as whatever enchantment he had put on the drink started to take its course. He slowly put his hand to her chin and lifted the nearly unconscious mistress' head up to him. "Now...who is your one true love?" he asked her.
"...you are..." Maleficent said in a trance-like voice.
"That's right," Golett said with a sinister cackle.
It had been a few hours since the princesses and company had departed from the Isle of Mulan and things were as boring as could be.
Merida was carving pictures up in the crow's nest with her arrows. Belle and Aurora sat together bored, then Aurora puked off the side of the boat again and went back to being bored again.
"How long was that one?" asked Belle.
"About 4.7 seconds," said Aurora.
"Hmm, new record," Belle said.
Rapunzel was also bored while Cinderella scrubbed the deck with her hair. She finally snatched her hair out of Cinderella's hands when she discovered it. Cinderella nervously smiled and giggled at Rapunzel.
Pocahontas hung upside down from the mast while Ariel just lay on the deck humming to herself.
Meanwhile, Tiana and Snow White were busy playing checkers. Tiana had the red pieces and Snow White had the black pieces. Snow White moved one of her pieces over one of Mulan's and took it. She felt confident, but then Snow White came from behind and took four of hers.
"Checkmate!" Snow White said.
"No! That's chess, this is CHECKERS," Tiana corrected before she turned to Jasmine. "Are we there yet?"
"Hey, don't at me, talk to our so-called navigator over her," Jasmine said pointing to Feemer.
"I beg your pardon, young lady! I happen to be magical wizard, thank you!" said Feemer.
"A magical wizard who has been trading us through water for the past five hours!" said Jasmine.
"Hey, I'm the best thing you little pixies have got. It would be in your best interest to appreciate what I am doing for you," said Feemer.
"Well we'll appreciate it more when we actually get to where we're supposed to go!" Jasmine shouted.
"Well, I'm doing a lot better than you! I bet you couldn't navigate your way out of a cardboard box!" Feemer said which made Jasmine fume.
"I bet a cardboard would have more intelligence than you," Jasmine murmured to herself.
"I heard that!" Feemer said.
As Feemer and Jasmine's verbal spat was going on, the good fairies were engaged in a game of cards. However, instead of suing traditional cards, they used magical based pictures.
"Got any crowns?" Merryweather said to Fauna.
"No, go wish," said Fauna.
Merryweather waved her wand and made a card appear.
It was now Fauna's turn. "Do you have any rubies, dear" she asked to Flora.
"Yes," Flora said with a sigh before she handed what looked like her last card to Fauna. "I'm out."
"Do you have any sapphires, dearie," Fauna said to Merryweather.
"Oooooo, yes," Merryweather said with a huff before she gave her last two cards up.
"Yay! I win again," Fauna exclaimed.
"That's four games in row," said Flora.
"You don't suppose she's cheating somehow, do you?" Merryweather whispered to Flora.
"Merryweather!" Flora scolded.
"Sorry..." said Merryweather.
Meanwhile, Feemer and Jasmine were still at each other's throats when suddenly, Feemer started to glow bright. This could only mean one thing: they were getting close.
As the gang continued to follow the path of Feemer's glow, Ariel grabbed him and pointed outside the ship.
"Are we close, Feemer?" Ariel asked.
"If I'm not mistaken, and I usually never am, the next island we want is...that one," said Feemer.
The good fairies and the other princesses came to the front of the ship and looked out. As they approached the designated island, they noticed silhouettes of what appeared to be buildings. Feemer was glowing even brighter than before so they assumed that this was in fact the next island for them to go to. Noticing a nearby dock, the group prepared to dock their ship.
The group had now arrived at the second island where they would hope to find the next crystal scepter. After docking their ship, they exited the boat with Tiana out in front.
"Well congratulations, Feemer, you were actually right this time," said Jasmine.
"I'm always right because as I have said before, I am a magical wizard!" said Feemer.
"Who looks like a tiny pebble," said Merida.
Jasmine laughed.
"Will you guys quit arguing and come on!" said Tiana. "And keep your eyes open. There's no telling what kind of trouble we could run into."
And as if on cue, as Tiana turned, a sword met her in the face.
The holder of the sword was a white man with flat black hair, wearing a white waistcoat with gold buttons and cufflinks white pants, white stockings, and black shoes.
Merida quickly pulled out her sword while Mulan and Jasmine took their combat stances.
"State your names!" the man said.
"What?" Tiana said.
"I said state your names. Section #23, Subsection #45 of our law states that all new visitors must introduce themselves!" the man said.
"Well...uh...I'm Tiana and these are my friends, Merida, Mulan, Ariel, Aurora, Rapunzel, Belle, Jasmine, Cinderella, Pocahontas, Snow White, Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather," Tiana said.
"Ahem," Feemer said.
"Oh and that's Feemer..." Tiana said unenthusiastically.
The man placed his sword back into his clasp. "Well allow me to be the first to officially welcome you to Courtasium," he said. "Now if you all will please come with me."
"For what, sir?" asked Flora.
"Rule #17, Section #121, Subsection #6, states that all who are not natives of Courtasium must immediately be registered for ID cards. It's how we distinguish natives from outsiders," the man said before he turned and walked off.
As the man walked off, the group seemed indifferent.
"Well what should we do?" asked Merida.
"I think we should go with him," said Cinderella. "This seems to be where we need to go to find the next scepter."
"And I don't know about the rest of ya'll, but I don't want him sticking that sword up in my face again," said Tiana.
"Yeah, but he seems a bit stuck up to me," said Jasmine.
"Yeah, me too. Must be from those tight pants he's wearing," said Merida.
Merida and Jasmine laughed when suddenly, the man turned to the group.
"Excuse me, but if you don't come with me, you will be considered trespassers and will be prosecuted!" the man said.
Not wanting to be arrested, the princesses gleefully followed the man.
As the group followed the man, they got a good look at the island.
Most of the buildings and the houses were long and rectangular in design and white in color. There were also what looked like courthouses; one or two around every corner. There wasn't a single bit of trash or litter on the even streets. Every citizen made sure to put their trash in the trash cans. They even made sure the trash cans themselves were clean.
Further along, they noticed that every male, child and adult were all wearing virtually the same thing as their guide. The women were wearing white gowns with white high-heeled shoes.
Above the streets were traffic lights, but these were different. They had the red, yellow, and green lights for stop, slow, and go, but they also had white lights for people crossing.
Every shrub, bush and garden was evenly cut and trimmed. Whenever a single leaf fell off the trees, they were immediately picked up by men in uniforms labeled, 'Leaf Control.'
On the large buildings, thousands of men diligently washed the thousands of windows.
Yes, upon first look, it seemed tidiness was valued highly on this island.
The man and the group had finally made their way to their destination, a large, rectangular, white building, but not before passing a magnificent, large fountain that was almost as wide as a baseball stadium.
"Here we are," said the man as he gestured his hand to the building. "This is the Courtasium Citizen Checkout Building. This is where you will be registered for your IDs."
The party made their way up to the building by way of an extremely large pair of stairs. By the time they had reached the top, the princesses were all exhausted and slouched for a moment to catch their breath.
"No slouching!" said the man. "Rule #15, Amendment #16, Section #17, Subsection #18 of the Proper Posture Clause of Courtasium states, 'No slouching!"
The princesses quickly acquiesced as the man approached two similarly dressed men.
"State your business," one of the men requested.
"We have new visitors and I am here to make sure they get their identification cards," the guide said.
"CCC Employee Card..." the other man requested.
The guide presented a small card with his picture on it that read, 'Courtasium Citizen Checkout Employee: Quentin Marshall'
After observing the card, the two men gave Quentin and the group passage inside and no sooner than when they went inside were they met with a group of men also dressed as Quentin and dragged further inside.
The first step of getting themselves registered was rather strange. They were getting checked from head to toe, being searched for items and such. The people in charge even went so far as to feel around them, even poking them.
Snow White, being the most ticklish, giggled from this.
But it didn't stop there. They checked their teeth, their hair, and even the inside of their noses. Apparently, according to Rule #227, Amendment #34, Section #3, Subsection #6 of the law of Courtasium in the Facial Hygiene Clause, nosehairs were strictly forbidden.
So after minutes of extensive searching, the good fairies and the princesses were placed in front of a table where they were asked a series of questions.
-What's 3477+2489?-
-If John is given 10 boxes of oranges and is told to put 34 in each and take 12 out of each to put in the store, how many will be left over?-
-What came first, the chicken or the omelet?
Question after question they piled on them, nearly driving them to the brink of insanity, but they managed to scrap by and answer them.
After that, they were given a series of physical tests that ranged from testing their reflexes, eyesight, how long they could hold their breath underwater, putting them in hot and cold chambers, launching them in cannons (which Merida kinda enjoyed), and having them being chased by bears.
Finally, in another room, the princesses and fairies individually got their pictures taken and finally got their IDs.
Quentin exited out the door of the building, awaiting the group who emerged looking as if they had literally gone through a shredder with their hair messed up, their clothes ripped, and some of their teeth missing.
The group was baffled at how much a person had to go through just to get a simple ID.
"Now that you have your IDs, you are official citizens of Courtasium. Now, I will allow Reginald to escort you to meet our ruler," said Quentin.
Yorker was a strapping gentlemen with long black hair and wearing the same thing as Quentin.
"Hello, I am Reginald Yorker. If you will follow me, I will take you to see our high ruler and master," said Reginald. "Oh and fix your hair please. Rule #309, Amendment #4, Section #5, Subsection #13 of the 'Proper Appearance Clause' of Courtasium law states that all residents of the island must have proper hair, especially her."
Yorker pointed to Merida.
"What's wrong with my hair?!" Merida said.
"It's unruly," said Reginald.
"My hair is just fine!" said Merida.
"Well if you don't get it fixed up immediately, I will have no choice but to have you arrested," said Reginald.
"Arrested?" Belle responded.
"For unruly hair? That seems a little silly," said Ariel
"That is our law," said Reginald.
"Well let me tell you something..." Merida said as she huffed towards Reginald who prepared to take out his sword.
Merida was about to pull hers out as we, however, Flora flew in to stop the conflict.
"Wait a minute, Merida. This seems like a very strict bunch of people and I don't think it would be a good idea to get on their bad side. Maybe you should wait in the ship," said Flora.
"What?!" said Merida.
"Until we can find the scepter," said Flora.
Merida protested, but eventually, she decided to go, eying Reginald along the way.
"Well, shall we then?" asked Reginald before he walked off.
The rest of the group followed close behind.
Upon following Reginald, the group observed more of what was going on the island. Not only was law and order prided, but it was an outright obsession. If even the slightest law around here was broken, even the most minor or inconvenient, it was met with major consequence. Now of course, being royalty, the princesses believed that laws should be obeyed, but this seemed like a bit much to them. Ariel especially felt this way.