"Ooooh Scooooorch!! Scorchy-poo? Where are you?" A voice bellowed throughout the halls of Villa DeVil. Scorch sighed as she went about his daily duties in the house. One of which included coming to Cruella's every beck and call.

"What? What is it? What do you want?" He grumbled in his incomprehensible ferret voice as he stepped into Cruella's room. The first thing he noticed, was the dim lights and the closed shade. That was diffrent. Even though it was night time, usually, Cruella kept her window's open just before bed. He leapt up onto the chest infront of her bed, and blinked once, then forced himself to keep his vomit in his stomach. Cruella was lying on her bed in a scant, transparent nightie, with nothing on underneath. She smield at Scorch, while Scorched, tried to pry his eyes out with his paws.

"T, that is ..That is Not Normal! You are, Wrong! The oppisite of Right! Incorrect!" He squeaked, holding his paws over his eyes. Cruella, purred softly, drawing closer, and wrapping her thin, pale hands around his middle.

"Scorcy-poo...mommy needs some...help." Cruella said quietly, drawing him closer to...somewhere he really didn't want to be.

"OH HAI~L NO!!" Scorch screamed and sank his little fangs into Cruella's fingers. She yelped, and drew her hand back pressing it to her mouth and dropping Scorch in the process. The little ferret raced out of the room as fast as he could, hiding himself behind one of many stair cases in the home.

"What's YOUR problem, ferret boy?" Vendella asked, causing Scorch to nearly jump out of his fur. The little panting ferret glanced up, Cruella's only pet, besides him, had snuck up on him, standing next to him with surprising calm.

"Oh, good Jimmny Christmas, that bitch be crazy!" Scrotch whined, trying to get the mental images out of his skull. Images that wouldn't leave without years, and years of thearapy.

"What? Cruella? What's she done now?" Vendella groaned. Scorch reached up and whispered into her ear. Vendella lost all the color in her face, and looked down at Scorch, eyes wide with fear.

"We half to kill her this time. I'm serious. Get a stake, a cup of goat's blood, and a picture of Richad Simmons. We need to invoke some dark powers to defeat her. " Vendella explained. Scorch shudded and nodded.

"OH..NO! VENDELLA BEHIND YOU!!" Scorch screamed as he rolled to one side in a very action movie- esca way. Vendella wasn't fast enough.

"Oooo, Vendella...you'll do. How about we have a little "girl talk." Cruella said as she picked Vendella up, and carried her off towards the bedroom. Vendella could only cry.

"Kill me..." She whispered to Scorch as she was dragged away. Scorch shook his head.

"Naw, that won't stop her....you remember her last date at the cemetary? That was beyond creepy. And I swear, that thing she dug up was.."

"ENOUGH!!" Vendella whimpered, covering her ears with her paws. Cruella didn't seem to notice Scorch behind her at all, or she didn't care. She had what she wanted, and dragged Vendella into the bedroom with her.

"No! There must be something I can do! I know!" Scorch said as he scamped out of the villa and onto the puppy farm. It didn't take him long to find who he was looking for.

"Mooch!" Scorch said happily, spying the mutt lounging idly against a tree.

"What do you want?" Mooch asked.

"Mooch, will you go on a date with Cruella in order to save Vendella from being raped by her?" Scorch asked. Mooch just stared.

"Scorch, I'd rather be castrated, with a rusty butter knife." Mooch grumbled. Scorch blinked.

"Really? Um...lesse....Cadpig...said...she'd go on a date with you if you did this...for her." Scorch added. Mooch frowned.

"Cadpig? I hate that bitch and she hates me! I'm not doing it Scorch. Go save Vendella yourself. "

"Oh...ok..but before I go...will you hold this container of crazy purple knock out gas for me?"

"...Crazy pur~? No! No I won't!"

"Ok ok, sorry. It isn't actually knock out gas. It's...oh, darn, I can't read that label...Can you read it? Ferret eyes arn't very good."

"Oh, sure, lemme see...ARRGGHH!" Mooch cried as Scorch released his crazy purple knock out gas into his face. He then, dragged Mooches body into Villa DeVil, where upon he rescued Vendella, And Cruella had sex with Mooch, who afterwards attempted to commit suicide everyday after for the rest of his life.

The End

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