Switcheroo 1
Apr 27, 2010 10:20:53 GMT -5
Post by bfrear on Apr 27, 2010 10:20:53 GMT -5
Standing and stretching a bit from the exertion of such devious plotting the New Cruella paused in the middle of the street deciding which direction to go next. Minding her own business, more or less, out of no where came a fur ball charging with reckless abandon for heaven only knows what purpose careening right into her and knocking her half off her feet. The impact sent the large glasses flying into directions unknown. Never before had Cruella needed anything to assist with her eyesight, but This was a Horrible event to be sure. Not being able to see she had no way of knowing which direction the glasses flew, and more to the point she had no idea where she was or who was peaking to her.
“Oh what a bother.” she scolded no one in particular as she crawled around the ground blindly feeling for the glasses.
Feeling around at nothing but warming asphalt her hand came upon something soft and pleasant. FUR! She would know That feel Anywhere, blind or no! This fur was breathing and moving and squirming around like it had ants in its pockets. Continuing the search for her spectacles and to follow the Fur, she bumped into something hard surrounded by something kind of soggy. Sitting back on her haunches and losing her balance she ended up splashing down into the middle of a puddle next to a water fountain.
Muttering curses for being totally soaked in nothing more than a mud puddle the New Cruella leaned back slapping her little hands in the water feeling a small crevice under the hard stones. The brilliant idea of dropping a button turned her from soggy and grumpy into a smiling fiend once more.
“Oh what a bother.” she scolded no one in particular as she crawled around the ground blindly feeling for the glasses.
Feeling around at nothing but warming asphalt her hand came upon something soft and pleasant. FUR! She would know That feel Anywhere, blind or no! This fur was breathing and moving and squirming around like it had ants in its pockets. Continuing the search for her spectacles and to follow the Fur, she bumped into something hard surrounded by something kind of soggy. Sitting back on her haunches and losing her balance she ended up splashing down into the middle of a puddle next to a water fountain.
Muttering curses for being totally soaked in nothing more than a mud puddle the New Cruella leaned back slapping her little hands in the water feeling a small crevice under the hard stones. The brilliant idea of dropping a button turned her from soggy and grumpy into a smiling fiend once more.