[ At the theater, Morgana is found at the piano, pretty much slumped against it. She sadly keeps playing the same note over and over on the keys, with two tubs of mostly eaten/melted ice cream nearby. Her loyal familiars try to nuzzle her, but she ignores them, sighing. ]
If there's a prize for rotten judgement? I guess I've already won that... No man is worth the aggravation That's ancient history, been there, done that-
[ But this musical number is soundly interrupted (after all, she lacks back-up singers!) by slamming doors - the band is back, and they are furious. The shortest one, the cyclops, heads straight for Morgana, grabbing her arm harshly.
"Where were you?! You said you were going to distract that clod in a cape!"
Morgana bitterly pulls her arm back. ]
And I told you what to do, and you blew it. Now leave me alone, I need to... find my muse.
[ "I am so SICK of this!" The girl snarls, suddenly forcibly turning Morgana around to face her! "It's time you started acting like a real monster! No more small-time screw ups, we need to grab this city by the collar! We need to use the ultimate spell - The Hocus Pocus Focus!"
Even though Morgana's already a pretty pale duck, even she seems to be aghast at such a suggestion, whatever it means. ]
FIRST of all, that spell is completely forbidden, and for good reason! SECOND, I told you when we started this I'd never use something so... so awful! And THIRD...
[ Since the first two reasons don't seem to affect the others, she shrugs and looks away. ]
... I gave a vital part of that spell away. As autographs. So even if I wanted to use that spell, I couldn't. They're long gone. There's no way a loyal fan like Gosalyn would ever give it up, and Drake...
[ At this she falters, and seems to crumble on the piano bench, hanging her head. ]
... After how shabbily I treated him last time, he probably never wants to see me again... I... I need to be alone.
[ Fighting off tears, she storms off towards her dressing room. The rest of the band glower and grumble after her, cracking their knuckles.
"We need to get those autographs back! But how?" "We gotta find whoever those two are. And then... we have to do something about her." "You'd think she'd have learned her lesson, after what happened the last time she had a band!"
The hyenas crowd around, trying to figure out how to devour Scar, while Eek, Squeak and Archie scramble after their mistress. ]
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If there's a prize for rotten judgement?
I guess I've already won that...
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that-
[ But this musical number is soundly interrupted (after all, she lacks back-up singers!) by slamming doors - the band is back, and they are furious. The shortest one, the cyclops, heads straight for Morgana, grabbing her arm harshly.
"Where were you?! You said you were going to distract that clod in a cape!"
Morgana bitterly pulls her arm back. ]
And I told you what to do, and you blew it. Now leave me alone, I need to... find my muse.
[ "I am so SICK of this!" The girl snarls, suddenly forcibly turning Morgana around to face her! "It's time you started acting like a real monster! No more small-time screw ups, we need to grab this city by the collar! We need to use the ultimate spell - The Hocus Pocus Focus!"
Even though Morgana's already a pretty pale duck, even she seems to be aghast at such a suggestion, whatever it means. ]
FIRST of all, that spell is completely forbidden, and for good reason! SECOND, I told you when we started this I'd never use something so... so awful! And THIRD...
[ Since the first two reasons don't seem to affect the others, she shrugs and looks away. ]
... I gave a vital part of that spell away. As autographs. So even if I wanted to use that spell, I couldn't. They're long gone. There's no way a loyal fan like Gosalyn would ever give it up, and Drake...
[ At this she falters, and seems to crumble on the piano bench, hanging her head. ]
... After how shabbily I treated him last time, he probably never wants to see me again... I... I need to be alone.
[ Fighting off tears, she storms off towards her dressing room. The rest of the band glower and grumble after her, cracking their knuckles.
"We need to get those autographs back! But how?"
"We gotta find whoever those two are. And then... we have to do something about her."
"You'd think she'd have learned her lesson, after what happened the last time she had a band!"
The hyenas crowd around, trying to figure out how to devour Scar, while Eek, Squeak and Archie scramble after their mistress. ]