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| - Meanwhile, back at Mirage's castle, the wicked fairy held the box, which she believed held Alice's heart, in front of the magic mirror. "Magic Mirror on the wall, who now is the fairest one of all?" she asked the magic mirror, causing Mufasa to appear. Mufasa replied, "Over the seven jeweled hills, beyond the seven falls, in the cottage of the seven forest animals, dwells Alice Liddell, fairest one of all." Mirage smiled darkly. "Alice Liddell lies dead in the forest. The White Rabbit has brought me her heart as proof." She opened the box to show Mufasa. "Behold, her heart." The wise lion did not believe that. "Alice Liddell still lives, fairest in the land." he said, "It is the heart of a pig you hold in your hand." "The heart of a pig? Then, I've been tricked!" Now Mirage was furious! She slammed the box shut and stormed off downstairs to her lair. A few rats saw her coming and retreated to their hiding place. Once Mirage got to her lair, she slammed the door, frightening her pet parrot Iago, who was sitting on a plastic skull. "The heart of a pig!" Mirage angrily said to herself, "The blundering fool!" She threw the box on the floor, making Iago jump at the noise of the box hitting the floor. "I'll go to the forest animals' cottage myself!" She held up her finger as if she just got a brilliant idea as she said, "In a disguise so complete no one will ever suspect." Then she pulled out a spell book, the title of which said "Disguises," and started flipping through the pages. "Now, a formula to transform my beauty into ugliness, change my Queenly raiment to a peddler's cloak." Speaking of which, the book said, "Peddler's Disguise. Formula: Mummy dust, Black of Night, Old Hag's Cackle, Scream of Fright." Mirage read, "Mummy Dust, to make me old." As she went to get the ingredients for the formula, she began to pour liquids into a wine glass. "To shroud my clothes, the Black of Night." First, as she poured a little bit of black liquid into the glass which already held grey liquid. "To age my voice, an Old Hag's Cackle." Second, she turned the fire on over a beaker of red-colored water, and it started to boil. Changing her voice to sound old, she laughed, making it sound as if the laugh was coming from the water. The water boiled up into a elaborate set of tubing and ended up dropping into the water. Mirage then made the water look like it turned red, and it started boiling. "To whiten my hair, a Scream of Fright." Fourth, she turned a nob, and baking soda poured into the water, making it bubble over. At the same time, a ghost screamed a very girlish high-pitched scream. When the bubbles calmed down, Mirage added some red liquid to the glass, causing the liquid inside of the glass to turn green. "A Blast of Wind, to fan my hate," she said, as she held the glass in front of an open window causing a gust of wind to his the glass, causing Iago to fall backwards off the skull. "A Lightning Bolt, to mix it well." Finally, a thunderbolt hit the glass, causing wisps of smoke to appear at the top of the glass. Mirage looked at her reflection in the potion-filled glass. "Now, begin thy magic spell." she said. With that, she drank the potion, causing her to gasp as she clutched her throat, and she began to change. At that moment, black horn-like ears began ripping out of her headdress. Her hands shifted into a fat cat's paws, complete with claws ground sharp. "Look, my hands!" she gasped. Then, the evil Egyptian cat woman shifted into the rest of the peddler's disguise. Her voice changed suddenly, saying, "My voice! My voice!" When the transformation was done, she began to cackle evilly, as she shielded her new face into her arm. "A perfect disguise!" she exclaimed, removing her arm and revealing her purple cat form to Iago, who jumped and fell into the plastic skull. She was an obese mauve cat with purple hands and feet, a lavender muzzle, a black nose, fluffy purple cheeks, black horn-like ears, a white snaggletooth jutting from her lower lip, and long black whiskers, wearing only black Kamina sunglasses and a turquoise beaded necklace and bracelet. Her name was Fangora. Fangora pulled another book from the bookshelf. "And now a special soft of death for one so fair." she said, as she started flipping through the pages and muttering to herself, until she found the perfect spell. "Aah!" Iago was frightened again, and he jumped back, skull and all. "The poisoned apple." Fangora read, "Sleeping Death. One taste of the poisoned apple, and the victims eyes will close forever in the Sleeping Death!"
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