Chapter 3: To Uncle's House We Go.

The garage was dark. After dropping off the kids, the driver took the limo to what looked like a garage attached to the school. Probably for staff. It wouldn't be too long before the transformed back. Once they did, Saul would have to take another vial just so he could walk. Cecaelia aren't really good at blending in. But soon enough there where two kids on the hood of the limo. Iyzzie slid off with ease but Saul was having some trouble.

"Stupid tentacles!" he muttered harshly. Seemed that the suction cups were giving him trouble on the smooth metal. Regardless, Iyzzie slid under the car and fumbled with something underneath. One by one she pulled two bags, not that big. One of the best things about home was that you can tamper and meddle with anything and no one will call you out on it. So naturally, nobody questioned the little girl who dived under the limo with bags and rope when the guard wasn't there. The little witch reached for the purple, skull shaped bag and from it took out a little vial. The last perfect potion her mother ever made: Human essence. She almost threw it but thought better of it. If it fell and broke, Saul would be screwed.

"Here." He grabbed the vial and looked at it cautiously.

"Hey, do you find it kinda' funny how I'm resorting to magic to get legs. Cause', well you know, the whole thing with my mom."

"This isn't magic. It's science, so it's like magic without the magical element. Like Magic we don't understand, because it doesn't quite fit. Anyone can do science." She gave it some thought, "But yeah now that you mention it." As a child she would watch her mother work so hard to recreate her science. So many nights she'd watch her curse the world and the fates that ruled. Mother always told her 'We have magic in our royal blood. But genius, that is priceless.' It always stuck with her, and to be as genius as her… That's more than Iyzzie could ever dream. She shook herself from the daydream, "So come on, we don't have all day."

With eyebrows upturned, he made an audible gulp and took the potion.

"You won't feel it, but you'll change in a sec." From her bag she tossed him a blanket, "Just…. Don't look. And you're going to need that."

Hastily he covered his tentacles, "You have the fake I.D's right?"

"Yeah."

"And you're sure he's gonna let us stay there?"

"If he refuses, I'll make him. And I mean come on, he's a freaking Junior Chipmunk. How could he turn out two kids to the streets?"

Saul was uneasy, but "I guess you're right." They then took notice, his skin was changing color. What once was a soft violet shifted into a dark caramel. "Wait does that mean-" He lifted the blanket and his eyes shot open with surprise. "I-Iyzzie-" he stuttered, "Izzie I have legs-"

"Yeah, I told you it would work."

"No you don'tget it! I have legs!" He struggled about, and his face flushed. "I- I can't get up."

She gave a sigh, "I'd expect so. Tie the blanket around your waist." He fumbled with the cloth to make a make-shift skirt. "Now give me-" she held her hands out to her friend.

He grabbed hold of them and she pulled him up slowly. Saul struggled with his new appendages, but sure enough he pulled them beneath him and rose shakily. They wobbled and knocked but the sheer look of amazement practically lit up the dim garage. "I can see why Ariel wanted these so bad."

The little magician packed her bag once again, "Nah, she was a prissy little ditz chasing a guy. Wasn't even love."

"Well they're still together, have a kid."

She tossed a look over her shoulder, "How do you know?"

Saul dusted off his skirt, "I get my gossip. I mean, just cause we can't pass the barrier doesn't mean the fishes and them can't."

"You're unbelievable, you dork!" she laughed hauling her bag over the shoulder. "Come on, we better get walking."

"Aye aye captain."

Out the back door they went and marched on. "Mom said he wanted to live in a 'quaint little house on a hill'. The problem there is, this is Auradon. There are probably tons of houses on hills." They followed a main road down into some main square. It was a lively center of smiles and friendly commerce. Gross, she thought. "Keep a hold on that blanket. We don't want to have an accident." All of the sudden, a girl darted out in front of them running like the wind.

"Damn, what's her problem?!" Saul scoffed. "Rude." But something caught his eye. "Hey remember those old pictures of your mom's you showed me?"

"The paintings?"

"Yeah, those ones. Isn't that the place in the background of one of them?" He pointed to a building in the side of a tall hill. One she recognized. It was stone and thatched with a large wooden sign of a man holding a platter.

"Yeah, it is." They had their first place to start.

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"Welcome to Mudka's Meat Hut, home of the Meat Mug-"

"Hi, um, I'm sorry. We're just looking for someone. His name is Kronk."

The older waitress gave her a look. "It's his day off."

Saul eyes widened, "Wait, he works here?" She jabbed him in the ribs.

"Yup," But the waitress eyed them. "Anyone who knows him knows that." Clearly she was suspicious.

"We're from out of town." Iyzzie added quickly, "We're going to be staying with him for the remainder of the school year. You wouldn't happen to know where he lives, do you." She forced a smile, but inside there was a panic. But finally she gave up without concern.

"He just lives up the hill with the Mrs."

"That's all we needed, thank you!" Those last words tasted strange in her mouth.

So up the hill they went, but the sea wizard was not having it.

"Uggh! How do you do anything on theses flesh noodles?" He whined during the trek.

"Well gee, I've only been using them since I was ten months." Sarcasm dripped from her tounge.

"Ha-ha very funny Kitty Cat."

"Don't call me that! Poopsie-kin." She bit. No one called her 'Kitty Cat' except for her mom.

He narrowed his eyes, "You are truly evil."

"Why thank you!"

By the time they reached the top of the hill, the sun was nearly down. It was a nice little house, with a hay roof, stone and tar walls, and surrounded by trees and bushes. But one thing stuck out the most;

"Iyzzie, what the shell are those?"

Squirrels. They were everywhere. In the trees, in the bushes, on the roof, everywhere.

"They're like vultures…only…" She was at a loss for words. "-not cute." Iyzzie grew up with dog-faced devils and ancient demons telling her stories before bed. She didn't scare easy, but these things were just terrifying. "How did a creep with all of these end up on the hero's island?" All that was left to do was to knock. So they did.

There were voices behind the door and the door creaked open. A hulking shadow stood before them, Saul grabbed her hand out of fear. But the voice that came was pleasantly masculine, yet dope-ish.

"Oh, good evening. What brings you here?"

Her mother always told her that she was very much like her when she was young, so she had an idea.

"Kronk," she mimicked, "The Empire isn't going to rule itself, now come!" Iyzzie copied her mother's movements, "To the Secret Lab!" She watched his smile drop and grew a grin of her own. "Hi, uncle Kronk."

"What on earth are you doing here?!" He rung his hands together nervously, never once imagining that he would see any sign of Yzma, much less her daughter. "How! Is the barrier broken? What are you doing here?"

Her voice turned stern, "We need a place to stay and you're the only one we have."

He looked around, definitely nervous, but that's when it got weird. He began to talk to his shoulders, turning his head to each side talking.

"-but if they get caught… But I can't…well that wouldn't be very helpful-"

The young wizard grew wide eyed with worry, whispering into his friend's ear. "You're uncle's freaking insane!"

"He's not my uncle, I'm just guilt-tripping him."

"Doesn't matter. He kills us, I kill you."

After a concerning amount of mumbling he turned to the two of them.

"If anybody knows about this, you'll be in bi-ig trouble-"

"So is that a 'you can stay'?"

"-so you're best option is to stay here until we can get you two back home."

Iyzzie grew a grin, "Oh, thank you uncle Kronk!" Her arms slid around him like pythons, and a certain darkness filled her with grim glee. "That's all we need."