Chapter 10: A Cruella Manipulation

Chapter 10: A Cruella Manipulation

Poor Roger had come out of hiding expecting many great things to happen that day. He had hoped to see some old friends, take a ride on Space Mountain, and then he had planned to end the day by taking his hot girlfriend on a date at the Blue Bayou. He had NOT expected to have his ears squished in the monstrous hands of the Queen of Hearts only minutes after revealing himself to the outside world.

Roger squirmed to free himself from the Queen’s tight grip. “Hey!” he shouted indignantly, “Let me go, you old hag!”

But the Queen did not hear his feisty remark. Instead she shouted to her wicked friends, rather triumphantly, “I have found the rabbit!”

Eugenia and Cruella approached the Queen slowly; both reluctant to inform the uptight ruler that she had the wrong rabbit.

“Queenie, dahling. I’m afraid that’s the wrong rabbit…” Cruella began (for she was the more daring of the two women).

“WHAT????!!!” The Queen screamed in frustration as she threw poor Roger Rabbit into the air, causing him to land soundly on his bottom.

“Ouch! You really hurt me, lady.” Muttered the wounded animal as he stood up, wiping off his suspender pants angrily. He began to stalk away from the motley crew.

Cruella had an idea, though, and spoke quickly before the Rabbit was out of earshot.

“Oh dear Rabbit!” she yelled, stopping Roger in his tracks, “Please help us, we were only looking for the White Rabbit because… we heard he was in…great danger…yes! And we wanted to help him!”

Roger thought for a moment. He surely didn’t trust the three wicked women, especially not Cruella, who had a very bad reputation in the animal community. But still, the White Rabbit was his cousin, and if he really were in danger…

He turned toward the ladies very slowly, keeping a safe distance. “And why should I believe you?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at Cruella, “How do I know you’re not going to just make a coat out of us both?” He said as he noted the sad fate of the raccoon resting on her neck.

Cruella hadn’t calculated Roger’s intelligence into her evil plan. She thought for a moment.

“Well…you see Roger, dear, I have changed!” she lied, “I am breaking my addiction to fur!”

“Yes, it’s true!” joined in Eugenia, happy to be taking part of the evil manipulation, “I’ve encouraged Cruella here to join ‘Fur-holics Anonymous’.”

“I’m on day 23.”

“Yes, and she was just on her way to fulfill today’s assignment…to..uh..throw her favorite fur into the castle moat. Hence, the raccoon.”

Cruella’s hand instinctively went up to her precious, extremely expensive neck decoration. She did not like this idea one bit. But she was not dim and knew that she had to play along if she was going to get the Rabbit on her side.

She cast a glare at Eugenia, but continued the charade. “Um, yes, I was…just heading to the… moat.”

Roger was not fully convinced. “All right, I think I know where the White Rabbit may be, but first…” he began, “let’s go to the moat, I wouldn’t want you to fall behind on your assignments.”

“Oh, yes of course.” Cruella replied with a weak smile.

And with that, an excited Eugenia, slightly dazed and confused Queen, suspicious rabbit, and very reluctant Cruella made their way towards the castle moat.

-Mickeylover