Hey! I'm back, sorry for not updating so long, been working on my other stories.

So, thanks for all the review, favourites and follows! Guest 123, no I have not read the book, only watched the film, and as for Cruella's treatment of Carlos, I'm not sure how I'm going to play that yet.

Jay and Jafar will be in the next chapter, see chapter 1 for the disclaimer, there's a line from Cruella's song in here, mention if cruelty to animals and one mention of the word 'Hell'

They made it to Maleficent's castle in one piece, the only hiccup being when Queenie had to remind Cruella to go back for Carlos, who had been abandoned in the middle of Prince Johns shop. Thankfully he'd noticed and kept an eye on the baby, apparently this happened quite a bit.

Once they were at the castle however what they could hear alarmed them a bit, they had a wicked cackle followed by a high pitched noise that seemed to be a cross between a giggle, a scream and a cat throwing something up.

Cruella looked suitably disturbed and Queenie was temporarily confused before she remembered and burst out laughing much to Cruella's further confusion. "It's all right." Queenie giggled turning to her new ally. "Maleficent is teaching Mal, that's her daughter who's three, to laugh evilly. I completely forgot."

"Oh, alright."

"Here let me just ring the doorbell…" Queenie did so and within two minutes Maleficent had flung open the door looking less than impressed.

"What is it Queenie? I said me and Mal are in the middle of…who the hell is that?"

Cruella shuffled a bit under the others glare and Queenie smiled. "This is Cruella. Cruella this is Maleficent."

The mistress of all evil couldn't have looked more confused if Queenie had just introduced her to a bit of air. "Cruella?"

"Yes, Cruella Deville."

"Er…not ringing a bell. Don't come in." She said sharply as Cruella moved a bit. "I don't let just anyone into my castle you know otherwise it would be overrun with nobody's."

Queenie sighed in exasperation. "Cruella Deville is the women who stole about 84 puppies with the intention to kill and skin them. She'd done the same too many more before, hadn't you dear?" She said turning to Cruella.

"Er, yes. I've skinned loads of dogs, and foxes…I skin anything that's fur is nice you know."

Maleficent's eyebrow raised up. "Cruelty to animals, ey? Well that is certainly evil. But I don't think its evil enough to warrant you a foot in this castle. To enter this castle you must have a reputation. I am the greatest villain ever. Queenie is the first. So we're alright. But you're not and unless you can prove to me that people actually have reason to fear you slash you're anything worth bothering about then goodbye." She made to close the door when Cruella blurted out.

"I have a song written about me!"

Maleficent stopped and then opened the door again. "Okay you have my attention. What's the song and who wrote it?"

"Er…" Cruella's mind went blank. For god's sake! How could she have forgotten the lyrics to her own song?

Next to her Queenie was practically climbing the castle walls, clinging onto her daughter's hand she gave an exasperated sigh before starting to sing. "Cruella Deville, Cruella Deville, If she doesn't scare you no evil thing will…you know that one? It's been on the radio loads of times, Maleficent. I'm surprised you've never heard of it."

"No, actually wait. I think I have. Rodger Radcliffe, yes?"

"That's it. And the Radcliffe's are the ones she stole 15 puppies from."

"Really?" Maleficent said staring at Cruella who was wishing she was anywhere but here.

"Yes, Maleficent! Honestly, do you keep up with the news at all? They were all over the news for about a month."

"Hmm." Maleficent started at Cruella a bit more before making her mind up. "Well then don't just…stand there looking gormless, come in."

Hardly daring to believe it Cruella walked up the steps into the mistresses of all evil castle. She looked around awestruck and a little disturbed; it was completely black, lit by candles which emitted a dull glow. It looked like a dungeon. When she made this remark to Maleficent she said casually.

"I have a dungeon."

Cruella laughed at that assuming it to be a joke. Maleficent threw her a cold glance. "I wasn't joking. Would you like to see it?"

"No thanks." Cruella said immediately.

"Here's your son, Cruella." Queenie snapped, pushing the buggy along the corridor.

"Carlos?"

"Yes, you left him outside. Here you take him."

"Well." Cruella said, parring her top pocket. "At least I didn't forget the baby."

Maleficent starred at her blankly. "That's exactly what you did, you stupid women. You left your kid outside."

"No! Not that baby, this one." She opened her top pocket to reveal a stuffed dog of some kind.

"So what's the verdict?" Queenie hissed to Maleficent.

Maleficent stared at Cruella who had stated pacing up and down, patting the stuffed dogs head and talking quietly to herself. Carlos was abandoned behind her. "I…don't know. I'm going to have to have a think. Do some digging on her. Get her out of here. I and Mal still need to practice evil laughing."

So rolling her eyes a bit more Queenie dragged her new ally out.

A couple of days later she went back to Maleficent's castle. "So what's the verdict on Cruella?" She asked the minute she was in the door.

"Well, she's clearly insane. However I've done some digging and she was a very big deal back over in King Beasties land. So I think I'll let her hang around with us. She seems the kind to go along with whatever we say anyway." Maleficent said confidently.

"Good that's sorted. She does have good fashion sense; look at the coat she gave me. Do you have any coffee?"

"Kitchen c'mon. Mals in bed."

And together the two women walked off.