Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20180729204936/@comment-27049835-20180808025039

"Yes, of course." Cruella said to Cora before she left for the nearest ocean. Once there, she just looked into the water and called, "Ursula?" A few seconds later, a tentacle wrapped around her neck and held her by her throat.

"Cruella." The sea witch glared. "Why are you here? More importantly, how are you still alive?"

"Ursula. Darling. I'll explain everything if you stop choking me to death so I can actually damn speak properly!" Ursula narrowed her eyes but dropped Cruella. "Ursula, come on. It's an old reunion! Don't we hug now?"

"If it'll get you to talk faster, fine." Ursula reluctantly hugged Cruella. Exactly according to plan. As soon as she was close, Cruella unleashed the seashell. A bright light came out of Ursula's mouth and went into the seashell. Ursula instantly picked Cruella up and shook her in rage.

"I wouldn't do that. If you kill me, Cora will be on you in minutes."

".....Cora? You're working for her?" Ursula asked, dumbfounded.

"Now we both are." Cruella smirked, dangling the seashell in front of Ursula's face. Ashamed, she put Cruella down. "Now then, let's go. We have a lot of work to do." Cruella led Ursula back to the group of witches. "Guess what the cat- er, fishing pole dragged in, ladies!"