"Wait wait wait! Are you sure that's what she looked like?"

Roughly half of the villains had crowded round Shan-Yu after he got back, wanting to know how badly he had scared the unfortunate soul that he had been delivering to. Naturally, the hadn't expected him to describe the woman that had come by and managed a nice little chat with Grim Hilde and Maleficent.

"Yes, I thought she looked familiar," the Hun grunted. Hades taped his chin before grinning evilly at Hook.

"Oi Hook! You still got that dame's address?"

Hook flashed him an equally sinister smile as he held up the paper with scribbled addressed like it was trophy.

Turning back to crowd of no-do-gooders, Hade's smile widened.

"Guys and gals, 'ow about we give our lil' friend a surprise visit after this eh?" A chorus evil chuckles and snort rung out from the group …expect from Grimhilde, Maleficent, and Shan-Yu. They just stared at the group of what they perceived to be idiots with looks of contempt.

Michel's mother had arrived soon after they had finished their meal. Ms. Bernnet didn't have to ask if she really was Michel's mother, because no sooner had she opened her front door, the plump woman stormed into her apartment, fists balled and face red with suppressed rage.

"YOU" she hissed at her son. "GET OUT" Her eyes had widen at the sight of him cowering in the corner. Mrs. Bate did indeed look like a mad woman.

Michel scooted quickly but carefully around his mother, but not quick enough. With one swift swing of the arm, the infuriated Mrs. Bate managed to give her son a ringing slap on the back of the head as he existed.

Throughout this rather entertaining scene, Ms. Bernnet looked on in a mixture of amazement and fear (and if she would be honest with herself, she also held the smallest touch of admiration for Mrs. Bate's ability to scare someone stiff).

Once Michel had bolted out of the apartment, Mrs. Bate turned to Ms. Bernnet with a happy, but apologetic look on her face. Now Ms. Bernnet was just freaked out. How can someone just switch moods like that?

"I'm so sorry for my son! He's been acting up more and more ever since his dad had to start working overseas! I really don't know what to do him at this point," she sighed.

Ms. Bernnet suddenly felt rather uncomfortable. Never – throughout her entire twenty-three years of living – had anyone with the exception of her brother opened up to her. What should she do? The woman suddenly looked so lost, and this awkward silence only seemed to be getting longer.

Clearing her throat, Ms. Bernnet decided to just wing it, all reliance on plans and organization put to the side for now.

"I – I see. Perhaps…. perhaps you should send him ….." She wanted to say 'military school' but was truly frightened about angering the woman again.

While she was thinking, Mrs. Bate watched her in curiosity.

"Maybe I could take him to Disneyland Paris."

The unexpected interruption nearly caused Ms. Bernnet to jump. Nearly.

"Paris?"

Mrs. Bates nodded, a small smile starting to adorn her aging features.

"Yeah. It's nearby where my husband's working, and ever since Michel was a kid he wanted to go to Disney World, but this seems like a better compromise. This way, he'll get to see his father too!" The older woman was smiling widely now.

She patted Ms. Bernnet roughly on the back as she walked out of the apartment. With one final "Thank you, he'll make it up to you!" she was out the door.

Ms. Bernnet sighed, looked around her now empty apartment, and allowed herself to collapse back onto her sofa. Not giving a second thought as to the empty take-away dishes piled up in her kitchen, she quickly fell asleep.

Mickey was beyond relieved when the club shut down for the night. As promised at the beginning of the night, the villains handed Mickey the key to the club after locking up.

"Uh, thanks fellas! Good night," he said to the group before him.

"No problem Mick. After all, we had fun didn't we guys and gals?" Hades grinned. All of the villains behind him either grinned evilly or chuckled.

Mickey sighed, having long since gotten used to the villains' behavior. Not wanting to stick around in their company for much longer, he turned on his heels and existed the scene as quickly as physically possible.

Only once Mickey was out of earshot did any of the criminals say anything. As it turned out, it was Grimhilde that was the one to start the conversation.

"Hades," she addressed him. "Are we going to stand here like fools all night, or are we going to leave?"

Hades' evil smile never faltered. "I think you're forgetting something babe. Remember we were going our little friend a small visit?" Of course he was referring to Ms. Bernnet, the woman that came to the House of Mouse only twice. Why so many of the villains would want bother such an unresponsive woman was beyond Grim Hilde's understanding. The wicked stepmother sent Maleficent a withering look, to which the fairy just shook her head. Sometimes it felt like they were only ones who had the brains they were born with.

"If I may intrude - ," Malificent started. " – Might I ask why bother? I spoke directly with the woman upon her first visit, and must warn you that if you are hoping to get any form of extreme reaction from her, you will most certainly be disappointed."

Several of the villains scowled at her for putting a damper on their fun.

"Well if you don't like it, you go home!" Hook shouted at them. Maleficent rolled her eyes before disappearing in a puff of green flames and smoke.

Hades huffed and turned to Hook.

"You still got the dame's address?"

Ms. Bernnet was awoken from her sleep by a small scuffling sound. Rubbing her eyes, she silently cursed herself for being such a light sleeper.

Blinking slowly, she looked around the small living areas for the source of the scuffling.

What she saw was a room filled to the brim with Disney villains.

She rubbed her eyes again.

They were still there.

"Hmm, it would appear I'm still sleeping."

To her shock, every character in the room started hysterically laughing.

"I wouldn't call this a dream, dear. More like a living nightmare!" a woman sitting next to Ms. Bernnet cackled. Ms. Bernnet forced herself not to look startled. Years of training with her mother to keep her reactions in check were being put to the test.

Calmly and slowly, Ms. Bernnet turned herself to fully face the woman that had spoken to her.

"My apologies for my apartment being in such a state. Might have your name miss?"

Instantly, all laughter stopped. All eyes were now staring at her like she had just lost her mind.

"It's Cruella darling. How can you not know this?"

Ignoring the question, Ms. Bernnet stood up straight and surveyed the room once more, making sure to look each villain in eye as she did so.

"Might I ask what brought about this…. unexpected visit?"

Jafar chuckled lightly at the woman's forced mannerisms.

"Why, we simply wanted to pay a visit to the newest customer of the House of Mouse. To …. formally introduce ourselves."

Ms. Bernnet had to suppress a groan. She mentally cursed herself for not seeing this coming. Honestly, calling ordering take away from a should-be fictional restaurant? How could she be so stupid?

'Thank goodness my parents can't see me now,' she assured herself. Clearing her throat, tried her best to sound commanding and unfazed.

"Thank you for the thought, but unfortunately introductions won't be necessary. I've no desire of returning to that establishment."

Jafar pretended to look crestfallen. "Oh? We didn't scare you away, did we?" Numerous villains smirked triumphantly around him. Ms. Bernnet sucked in a small breathe and gathered all of the patience she could muster.

"Not at all sir. I simply find your company undesirable."

Now this wiped the smile right off the vizier's smug face. All over the room, mouths collectively dropped open in shock. How dare this little girl insult them to their face? And when she was surrounded as well! Clearly she was no smarter than those dim-witted princesses!

"WHY YOU LITTLE-"

"If you intend to shout and get upsest, you are welcome to leave."

Jafar griped his snake staff tightly. All around him villains were glaring murderously at the seemingly unaffected woman in front of them. Cruella, who had previously been sitting, stalked over to where the front door was.

"Maleficent was right, this was a waste of time!"

One by one, all the villains in the room trickled out. All that was left were Jafar, Hades, Hook, Grim Hilde, Shan-Yu, and Ms. Bernnet. Shan-Yu was the first to speak.

"Can I leave now?" He had been the entire time he had been there, and had only in the hopes of scaring the woman for her earlier impatience with him.

Jafar nearly snapped at him, but stopped himself short. The Hun could just as easily snap him as he could at him.

"Go ahead," he growled. Without another word, the Chinese man left.

"You insolent little brat!" Jafar hissed. "Do not know who I am, you stupid child?"

Ms. Bernnet's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Sir, I my not know who you are, but I assure I do not particularly care. I will not tolerate being insulted in my own home! Now as I said before, you are welcome to leave."

For a few seconds, Jafar stood there, his face slowly turning red. Wordlessly – but wanting to shout so much – he left, making sure to slam the door closed on his way out.

Taking this as their excuse to go, Grimhilde, Hades, and Hook made to exist. Like Jafar, Hook didn't say anything to Ms. Bernnet as he passed her. Hades however, being the comedian that he was, couldn't do the same.

"Well nice seein' ya babe. Oh and a word of advice: try hiring a decorator. This place could use a little sprucin' up."

Ms. Bernnet acknowledged him with a curt nod. "I'll certainly consider it. Good night sir."

The last to leave was Grimhilde.

"My condolences for being subjected to my companions' stupidity. I assure you it's not their fault – they were merely born like that."

The corners of Ms. Bernnet's mouth twitched up into a small smile. It was past midnight and she couldn't find the strength to hide al of her reactions anymore.

"I see. Thank you and good night."

With that, Ms. Bernnet was alone again. Slumping against her door, she felt drained of all of her energy.

"Well aren't I popular tonight?" she whispered to herself as she drifted off to sleep for the last time that night.