Something to tease about

Prompt: Ursula catches Cruella ogling at Pongo but not in a "I want to make u into a fur coat" way but like a "awwww puppy" way and Ursula teases her for it.

Cruella and Ursula had almost become part of the town now; or at least they had succeeded in finding a table at Granny's and in being served in a relatively short time – and that already was a big deal. Anyway, Cruella didn't seem to enjoy completely that little victory, quite the contrary in almost five minutes she had not even touched her drink yet, she had only answered with monosyllables to her girlfriend's question and her look had seemed to be lost all the time on a distant point.

"…And at that point, Blackbeard and I gave up to passion on the Jolly Roger"

With those absurd words, the sea witch ended the unidirectional conversation. The last add was totally out of tune compared to the rest of the speech and in fact some heads had turned astonished in her direction; but the only person she was trying to impress not even realized it, continuining instead to nod absent-mindedly.

"Damn it, Cruella!" she exclaimed at that point, more and more annoyed by the situation, grabbing one of the woman's arm. "Have you heard a single word I said?"

Ms De Vil almost jumped at the unexpected contact, but that half scare was able to finally wake her up from her daydream. "Of course I've been listening to you! You've just said that you and Blackb- wait, what?"

With widened eyes and the black marked eyebrows almost reaching the two-coloured hair, she ended up screaming the last word and for the second time all the looks in the inn were on them. Only that this time, among those looks, there was also Granny's one and she was probably already regretting the decision to give them a sort of truce.

"Relax, I was just kidding…" Ursula simply whispered letting reveal a little amused smile. "At least you can understand what I feel watching you stare with puppy eyes at that doctor!" she added immediately after, though, letting reveal now all the irritation she had collected until that moment.

"Which doctor?"

"The doctor you have been staring since you have sitted!"

Despite the clarification, Cruella seemed still completely confused and unaware of the reference. So much that even the other woman found herself to be confused as well and, while the doubt started to form in her mind, she turned to better observe the scene that had captured her girlfriend's attention. Doctor Hopper was sitting in front of the counter, sipping a coffee and happily talking with his friend Geppetto, while Pongo was wagging his tail and staring at his owner's donut.

Only then Ursula realized that it was somebody else - and not the doctor - the object of Cruella's attention. And no, that someone else wasn't the carpenter.

"Oh, for the seven seas! You have fallen in love with that dalmatian, haven't you?" she teased then, openly chuckling.

"What the hell are you thinking? Of course not!" the other replied, pretending to be almost offended and disgusted.

Nevertheless that reaction wasn't immediate and the short hesitation was enough to confirm the suspects. As the fact that her eyes were again on the dog.

"Com'on! You are doing it again!" the sea witch exclaimed, catching her clearly red-handed. "Admit it that you would like to have one like that for yourself"

"Of course I would… Having a fur of dalmatian has always been my biggest desire, you know that!" Ms De Vil answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, but judging by the uncertainty of her tone, it wasn't so obvious after all.

"No, your eyes are saying I'd like so much to caress his spotted skin and not I'd like so much to skin him and put him on as a fur!" it was the unteempth ironic correction.

But if Ursula was having fun, Cruella was only gaining back her usual irritation, that for a while had been calmed right because of the sight of the animal. There was a bit of truth if that accusation indeed, and feeling now easily prey of mockery was annoying her but at the same time also causing her embarassment.

"Would you really kill such a sweet and cute big puppy?" the sea witch insisted again, continuining that playful tease and stressing with a melliflous tone the epithet given to Pongo.

"Yes!" Cruella quickly answered, still trying to hide the strange tenderness she was feeling toward the animal. "But I could do that with painless poison… Or I could also spare him and wait for his puppies! I have a feeling that there will a lot of them…" she added later though, showing with those little ideas that she had a soft spot for him after all.

The embarassment was increasing and that was the reason why she suddenly shut up and, carefully avoiding to look again at the dalmatian, she finally took the coffee hiding the face into the cup. Ursula smiled again and grabbed her free hand, with a softened expression.

"If you really like them so much, we could adopt a puppy!" she exclaimed then, chuckling for the unteempth time.

Cruella glared at her but decided not to reply, sipping with apparent indifference the coffee. That was at least until a sudden realization hit her and a mischievous smile formed on her lips.

Now it was her turn to tease.

"Ursula, darling?"

"Yeah?"

"Were you really jealous of that half cricket?"

Their eyes met and they made in silence a sort of deal.

They would have never talked about that morning again. Never ever again.