I hope that this is worth the wait!
Okay peeps, heres the deal! Today is this update and for all those wanting to know, tomorrow I will be updating my Looney Tunes story Being Invisible! YAY FOR UPDATES! So stay tuned for that. In other news, I need more advice for this story just because I want to make sure that everyone gets to see their favrite character, whether they be hero or villain. Nay, whether bey be beast or man as well! SO GIVE ME STUFF!
P.S. Reviews make me happy!
Now, onto review answers!
Elemental Queen: I'm so glad! Yeah, that was fun to write!
Megan The Vampire Slayer: Good to know, thanks for the info! By the way, read the little blurb above this. Its totally for you!
xxxxInu girlxx93839: BAM IN THE FACE! Wish we all got a chance to punch Captain Hook in the face… sigh, how I wish we all had that chance ;D LOL!
Abbey333: Well then, that punch is officially dedicated to you, lover of all but Cap. J. Hook! I'm glad that I didn't punch your fave! However, and I'm sorry if this is one of them, I have plans for a Gaston punch coming up soon. IDK, whenever I watch the movie I always wish that Belle had at least slapped him for some of the comments. I know at the woman shouldn't be reading one I almost had a friend hold me back (lol!). So sorry Gasty! But your perfect face must be marred!
AngelOfDarkness:
Captain Hook: Thank you me dear. It's made me feel much better knowing at least you care (glares at Lillie)
Lillie: WHAT! You scared me!
Captain Hook: WALK THE PLANK!
Lillie: You walk the ****ing plank, pirate boy!
Captain Hook: (Holds onto AngelofDarkness) Help meeeee!
Drama sapphire:
Lillie: Yeah, you know I'd beat you in a match!
Captain Ook: I really hate you…
Lillie: What's that 'Ook? I cant hear you with that patch you've got on your nose!
Captain Ook: I'm going to make you pay.
Lillie:So what, is that thing like an eye patch for your nostrils?
Captain Ook: …
Lillie: …
Captain Ook: …
Lillie: PUNCH YOU IN DA FACE AND RUUUUUN! (PUNCH!)
Captain Ook: OOOOWWWWW!
Whiteling: Don't forget, she's also from Texas… LOL! THEY ARE SOOOO IN FOR IT!
amimeloser: It's alright! Laughter would have done your speech class some good! We all need it! Glad you liked the chapter! And yeah, his nose is just so prominent I couldn't help but stare at it one day and think how on earth hasn't that thing broke by now? Now that problem is fixed!
Daydreamer727: Yeah, I know! Its, like, one of the commandment istn it? Thou shall not lie. Thou shall not kill. Thou shall not mess with a New Yorker. Duh! Common knowledge people!
DisneyPrincess: Not wrong at all! In fact, I had a lot of fun writing it! I'm sure that he went home and cried about it too.
Vulpine Snow: Not too many of those in Disney! And when the female is strong she usually waits for the prince to do the punching. Here it was just a flat out KAPOW!
BUBBLYbuttons2me: thanks so much!
Rainlily216: Yeah! Well, I think it was less toughness and more just reaction. I mean really, someone jumps at you, what do you do. You react. Some scream, some cry. She punches. (Hint: never ever ever play the 'guess who' game with this chick!) And no! Looney Tunes has not been abandoned! I've been working on it very hard and, as I said, it will be up by tomorrow!
Megan The Vampire Slayer: YAY! I BROUGHT HAPPINESS! So glad that I could make someone happy! And no problem! I love to respond! It make readers feel involved in the story!
Okay people, next chapter! On we go!
Mickey arrived outside of the office building ready to have his expectations met. He had wavered the small fact that she had punched a man in the face and decided it to be nothing more than new job jitters. After all, everyone had them. He remembered on Snow Whites first day she hit one wrong note when calling a bird. And Cinderella had accidentally worn her blue shoes instead of her brown. Sure, this girls jitters had been a bit on the extreme side, but he guessed that it was just how she adjusted. To each his own.
So that day, as he had promised, he had sent one of the cabs out to get her. The driver had thankfully been one of the Heroes, Maurice by name, and so there should have been no trouble.
What Mickey imagined was too see a new girl come in wearing nothing less than her Sunday best, humming joyfully as she skipped out of the car. She'd greet him and walk towards the building, sparkles trailing after her and small white Queen Anne's Lace growing wherever her small delicate feet touched. He adjusted his collar, hoping that he'd meet expectations as well. After all, who'd want to look messy for their first day introducing someone to their new job.
The car pulled up on time at exactly 9:00. It stopped slowly in front of the curb, screeching slightly. He could see Maurice's door open as he prepared to walk around the car and help the girl out. But she beat him too it. Her door swung open and Mickey watched her foot hit the pavement.
His expectations were immediately lowered. She had huge feet.
"Oh! Ma'am!" Maurice tried to maneuver around the door. "Please, let me help you with that."
"No… I'm fine. And for god's… urgh… sake. It's Miss. MISS!" He could hear her struggling inside the car, but finally she stepped out.
His expectations lowered even further.
She had a briefcase, professional clothing and makeup and a bagel was clenched between her teeth.
"Ma'am… I mean Miss… I really could help you!"
"Mphphnlphmln!" She insisted through the bagel.
"Um… Miss Ayman?"
"Mphmhhfgph?"
"Yes, well. Um. Hi there. I'm here to give you the- the uh- the tour."
She finally got out of the car and in enough time to catch the bagel from falling. She wiped away a blob of cream cheese from her lip with her thumb. "Yea. Tour. Lead the way." She turned back to look at Maurice. "Thanks so much for the ride!"
"No problem. I found your discussions of vampires and werewolves most intriguing."
"I hope you at least learned something from it." She smirked, taking one last bite of her bagel and licking off her fingers.
"Sparkling vampires are, what was it you said? Oh yes, are to be watched out for because of their weak personalities and prominent stupidity that is the trash of the teenage world."
"And what else?"
"That being shirtless of screen for more than half of a movie is obnoxious."
"Good! Glad I influenced you. Now." She hoisted up her bag and adjusted it to a comfier position. "To the tour, correct?"
"Yes… what was that about-"
"Oh nothing. Nothing. Just wanted to make sure that the plague hadn't made its way over here." She looked around her, satisfied. "You might have put me in a town filled with insane neighbors, but at least they aren't infected by the stuff from my world."
"Ah… okay then… well." He cleared his throat and walked down the path, trying not to let his expectations of her lower any further.
At that second he heard something behind him. The sound of a shoe toe catching a break in the sidewalk. He heard her jolt as she tripped and a thunk as her suitcase dropped to the ground.
"Aw shit!"
His expectations plummeted.
"Let me just tell you some things about the workplace." They had begun to walk through a few hallways with no doors on the sides, just a few bulletin boards with month old messages tacked to them. The walls were a fluorescent pink with border wallpaper that had small flowers on it. As she looked at it she couldn't help but compare it to her sisters room back at home. That is, her sisters room when she had been seven and obsessed with anything girly, floral and pink.
"Yeah. Sure."
"Okay dokey! So first things first, what will you be doing? Well, it's very simple. We said that you had a position studying the government here. So we're going to place you in the newspaper section of the place."
Her head shot up. "What will my job be there?"
"Oh, not much. We're assigning you the lead position, just so you can study the patterns and research done by everyone here."
"And writing? Will I be doing writing?" That was all she needed to know. If she could sneak in an article here and there maybe she wouldn't go totally insane.
"Naw, you wont have to. 'Sides, you're going to be helping out in other ways!"
"Such as…"
"Oh, yunno. If they need you to help to organize the newspaper layout or other things. But no need to worry, we have a whole team here of really great people!"
"I wasn't worried." She muttered under her breath as they reached a flight of brick stairs at the end of the hall. "I was hopeful."
Mickey began the climb and she followed. As they went up the daddy of all stairs Mickey told her all about the newspaper they had. "It's pretty old." He began, ignoring all of her huffing as they went up the endless stairwell. "All we do here is talk about everything that goes on here, and you can imagine that what does go on here is quite different then what you're used to. A lot of captures and a lot of battles. Good versus evil and all that jazz. We're very proud of our little newspaper that we made up. It's also one of the only jobs that accepts villains types. You can imagine, dealing with you, urm, past experiences how difficult it is to deal with them. But we try our best here to keep the office happy and running every day!"
"That… ugh… fabulous. Seriously, do you even know… what an el- elevator is? This thing could… could give Mt. Everest a run for it… its money…"
"Oh you'll get used to these stairs real soon. Our employees can run up these things!"
"Great… cant wait…"
"And neither can we! Oh look! Here we are!"
They had reached the top of her stairs. To the right of them was just a pink wall. To the left was a grey metal door with a small window on the left side over the handle. Mickey grabbed hold of the knob and pulled open the door, holding it open for her to walk inside.
When she did walk inside and take a look around she almost dropped her suitcase in shock. She caught herself early, but her eyebrows stayed high up on her brow, a skeptical look adjourning her features. "What the…"
It was as if she had entered the Land of Pink.
The room, like the hallway, was bright pink. The walls, the desks, the tables the chairs the ceiling the fluffy carpet beneath her feet. It was all an obnoxious brights and blinding pink.
There was so much pink that she missed the fact that it was filled with people. For a moment it seemed like all of them were girls, but when she did look more closely she realized that some of them were just really feminine looking men. All the women were wearing what could only be seen as gowns. Bright colored skirts swished around and shirts and tops closed in waists that were so skinny she could put her hand around them and most likely touch her fingers. Not only that, but the features of the faces were flawless. Not a hair out of place, not one smudge of lipstick (whish she guessed was just natural lip coloring) and sparkling eyes with no bags or crows eyes. They all looked to be in their teens but, she thought with envy, even she hadn't looked that good when she had been their age.
The men wore coordinated colors to the women. And just like the women their hair was absolutely perfect. Most of them, for some strange reason, wore leggings under tunics. One man went half shirtless all except for a vest, something that confused her for years to come, and some were dressed in outfits that were so tight that they were all that made her certain she was looking at a guy.
One of the girls, a younger one wearing a red and yellow dress with hair just slightly darker then her own tied up with a bow, skipped past, her feet silently gliding over the floor. "Why, hello there Mickey!" She said in a voice that made Lillie want to cringe and grind her teeth.
"Hey there Snow! I hope your having a scrumdidlyumptios day!"
"Oh I am!" She replied with a wrinkleless smile. As she walked away she left a thick cloud of perfume behind her that smelled strongly of wild flowers, apples and deer.
Lillie wrinkled her nose.
As Mickey led her through the room she noticed that the woman that had just passed her wasn't the only one that smelled disgustingly sweet. The entire room was filled with what could only be described as a sugary thick fog. The heavy scent of flowers and sugar and ooey gooeyness was making her dizzy and she twice almost caught onto the corner of a desk to steady herself.
The girls offered their hellos in high pitched voices. Some sang it and some just smiled like they were in a dream but everyone was far too nice to actually be normal. She watched in pure envy as a few walked effortlessly in high heels, never missing a beat in their step.
"Are they always like this?" She asked as they passed a girl with blonde hair wearing blue who waved to Lillie and told her to believe in her dreams. She ducked in surprise as a bluebird flitted past her face. It tried to land on her shoulder but she thwacked it away with a quick backhanded slap.
"All the time! Innit it great!" He said, ignoring the angry bird that stored away past him to sit on what appeared to be a pink wreath above one of the few office doors.
"Well… I wouldn't say that…"
"Unfortunately there were no open offices available in the heroes section, so I had to put you into the villains one. I hope that you don't-"
"I DON'T MIND!" He stopped and looked around at her, surprised at her quick answer. She cleared her throat and smiled, trying again. "I don't mind at all." Inside her head she did a little dance, glad to be rid of all the pink.
"Good. Right this way."
She followed him through the maze of desks and out through another hallway in the back of the room. The change of atmosphere was immediate. The new hallway was a dark grey color with nothing on the walls. The thick smell of lovey doveyness faded fast and was replaced with something similar to burning embers. It wasn't as strong, so she didn't have to shy away from it. But something about it was unnerving. She swallowed hard.
They walked for only about a minute more, Mickey blabbering away about something, when they reached the end of the hallway and her new office section.
It was dim. There were lights but a few flickered or had just burned out, making the grey color on the walls look even darker. There was no one singing or gliding around, just either sitting at desks and working painfully slow, or standing and talking quietly in corners to one another, looking more like they were planning an attack and not partaking in office gossip. Unless, of course, that was office gossip here.
There were about the same amount of desks in the room and a few offices here and there. But most of the desks had been placed in the center room. There were no pictures on the walls or desks. No decorations. Just some black office chairs with wheels, dark desks and computers whose light was, as it seemed, the main source of light besides the dim light bulbs from above.
It looked like an everyday office if it had been processed through an old horror movie. A cooler in the back was filled with black sludge that moved and groaned and slid around against the glass. A few stains were on the floor that looked a little too close to blood for her own comfort. And she swore that she saw something with a bazillion hairy legs scuttle under the desk farthest to her left.
"Hello everyone!" Mickey's forced happiness all to clear. They all turned and immediately smiled in a creepy way.
"Well! Look who came back!" The man with the flaming hair clapped long and slow, standing taller to address the two people in the archway. "I must congratulate you. I didn't think you'd even show your face after that little incident."
"Well, I'm a big girl." She quipped back. "Never been one to answer under bullies in the playground."
His smile faltered for a moment and she swore that she heard a grown deep within his throat, but before she could confirm it he had resumed smiling in his creepy way.
"Why Hades, has our diamond in the rough returned." The anorexic tall man joined him in the center. "How quaint of her to try again."
"She is rather stubborn, isn't she?" The rat that she had met on her first day played with the stalks on his half moon glasses, smiling at her through pointed teeth.
"Yes, and we really did want to get to know her better." A woman with tentacles slithered across the floor. "After what she did to our poor Captain."
"Whad aboud me- oh." The Captain stood from his desk, a white strip over his nose. His eyes narrowed when he saw her. "Whads she doin here." He said in a nasally voice.
Mickey took a deep breath. "I think you all had better not talk that way to her."
That was when the laughter began. It was long and cruel and Lillie felt a shiver run up and down her spine.
When it finally did die down a woman in a long red dress and fur coat advanced toward them. "And why in the world shouldn't we, daaahhhling?"
"Hah! Yea! Why shouldn't we!" The parrot on the tall dark mans shoulder repeated, flashing them all a menacing grin through bared teeth (teeth?).
"Yea!" A muscular and rather attractive man said, sauntering forward and swinging his arms that ripped as the muscles in them moved. "No one gives insults like Gaston!" Then he flashed a smile towards her. "And no one gives out telephone numbers like Gaston!"
"Please Mickey, if you expect us to play nice with the Princess here then you better give us a hell of a reason!" The man they called Hades sniggered.
"Fine then! I will! It's because," Mickey started, gaining some courage and standing as tall as his height would allow. "she is your new boss."
Good? Bad? Terrible? You decide! Next chapter, Lillie adjusts to the horrors of justice life and Mickey holds interviews to find her perfect match!
LIFE IN DISNEY IS SOMETIMES NOT SUCH A DREAM COME TRUE!
STAY TUNED!
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