Rayman Legends Adventures in Mickey's House of Villains/Script

It was a normal and regular time before Halloween night, which was a treat for all those young and old. Darla was with Mrs. Brisby, who was on a small Fall Break vacation from her school, and Martin who was supervising, like a nice older brother figure.
"I just can't decide what costume I want to wear..." Darla sighed as she saw all of the little girl costumes that really caught her eye, "so many choices....."
"Well, which one do you love the most," Martin asked.
"I love them all," Darla cried, "it's too hard to pick!"
"Why don't you close your eyes, spin around once, and run to one costume, and the one you run into will be your costume," Mrs. Brisby suggested.
"Hey, grand idea," Darla grinned, then tried it out.
"Where'd that come from," Martin asked his older sister.
"Something an old babysitter taught me..." Mrs. Brisby grinned with a shrug.
"Cool," Martin grinned, "alright, Darla, close your eyes and then spin around."
Darla shut her eyes, did a fast spin and ran blindly forward. Teresa was in the costume shop, she was putting on a black suit with matching pants and shoes as she was fiddling with a red tie and grinned to herself, but stumbled forward and looked over her shoulder.
Darla looked to see what just happened. "Oh, I'm sorry, Teresa..."
"That's alright..." Teresa said to her, "what in the world are you doing, Dimples?"
"Trying to find the right costume," Darla warned her.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Teresa got out of the road.
"Now I need to start over..." Darla sighed a little, but shut her eyes again, did a fast spin and ran back to the little girl costume section of the store.
"I'm gonna go as Hercules," Martin said.
"Going as Hercules? That's a change, but not in a naughty fashion," Patch said.
"Well, you know how much I look up to him," Martin laughed a little.
"Huh..." Patch snarked.
"You gonna dress up, Mrs. Brisby," Teresa asked after she was trying to straighten her tie.
"I might..." Mrs. Brisby shrugged, if I can find something nice enough for myself."
"Well, let's see, perhaps go as a Geisha," Martin asked his older sister.
"Oh, I never considered that..." Mrs. Brisby grinned thoughtfully. Then she looked to the adult female costume section.
Teresa growled a little with her tie. "Ugh..."
"Here, let me help you," Martin decided to tie her tie for her, being a guy and all.
"Thanks..." Teresa sounded relieved.
"No problem, besides, what are friends for," Martin asked.
"Alright, now to find what I'm going to go as," Patch said while looking around at the costumes.
"How about a hot dog," Teresa attempted to joke.
Patch gave her a glance before continuing on. Teresa shrugged and put her hands in her suit coat pocket.
"Huh..." Patch hummed, "what to choose, what to choose?"
"Need some help, buddy," Lucky asked.
"Lucky," Patch called in surprise and rushed over to him with a giddy grin and his tail wagging in the air.
Lucky chuckled. "Nice to see ya, little buddy...."
"What're you doing here," Patch asked with an eager grin.
"It's almost Halloween and I live with a little girl, what do you think I'm doing here," Lucky asked with a friendly grin as always.
"Oh, right, I should have known that you and Dot would be here too, anyhow, I'm looking for a costume to wear," Patch grinned.
"Huh...what's Martin going as," Lucky asked, thinking of a fashion to help him out.
"Hercules," Patch replied.
Lucky shrugged with a grin. "What about Pegasus?"
"That's perfect," Patch grinned.
"Oh, Lucky, I think I found the perfect wig and costume for you," Dot called out.
"Oh, and I think I know what the wig and costume might be," Patch said, trying to hide his laughter.
"Oh, boy..." Lucky sighed slightly.
Dot rushed over to her new pet dog and put the wig and costume on, showing his new reflection in the mirror. "Well, whaddya think," she grinned to her pet.
It was the same wig and tutu that he wore at Dot's school the first time before the talent show.
"Nah, it's not you, ooh, I know," Dot said before taking the tutu and wig off him and then put sunglasses, a rapper's hat and bling-bling around his neck, "I think this is more your style."
Patch hid a chuckle at Lucky's new looks. Lucky had to admit that the costumes that Dot put him in were a bit much, but he didn't mind or care because he eventually had an owner who loved him for who he was.
"Oh, Patch, hello, I think I know what would look perfect on you," Dot said as soon as she saw the Dalmatian.
Patch's eyes widened, but he gave the best friendly grin he could to the little girl. Dot chortled, she gently took Patch by his collar and found a costume for him to wear and forced him to wear it.
'Hopefully this won't be humiliating or embarrassing,' Patch thought to himself.
"Aha," Dot beamed and put a yellow jumpsuit over Patch with green fuzzballs, a white floppy collar, big red shoes, a blue round nose, a puffy red wig and a matching hat onto the Dalmatian puppy. "You look funny," she guffawed innocently.
"I look totally ridiculous, well, at least no one else I know is around to see me wearing this," Patch said.
"Hey, guys, I was thinking of getting all my nails painted instead of-" Teresa walked side-by-side, but started to hyperventilate at Patch's new look and ran off with an alarmed shriek.
"Um, Dot, perhaps something else where then we don't frighten Teresa again," Patch suggested.
Dot hummed as she tried to look for a better costume. Martin found Teresa clinging to a wall, shivering like a fraidy cat.
"I-I was just worried that Patch had fleas and ticks or something," Teresa replied shakily due to her fear of clowns.
"Let me guess, he was dressed as a clown, right," Martin asked.
"Perhaps..." Teresa said, but started to slide down and fell on her back. "Ugh, that could've been worse....." she helped herself up and dusted herself clean.
Darla walked over in a Princess Aurora costume with a satisfied grin.
"Well, looks like someone found herself a costume to wear," Martin grinned.
"Isn't it just me," Darla grinned fondly as she did a little twirl in her new dress.
"Seems that fashion...." Teresa chuckled a little, "I bet you're emotional about trick-or-treating."
"Yes, I never did it in Hollywood," Darla admitted, "I'm really looking forward to the candy, but I promise not to eat any until I get back home."
"Wow, she's really changed from since we first met her..." Teresa commented to Martin, "you guys must've done a grand job raising her."
"We sure did so," Martin grinned before going over to a Hercules costume just his size.
Darla grinned and admired herself in the mirror, but wasn't being a spoiled brat about it, she just chortled, enjoying her new costume.
Meanwhile, Basil came back from the grocery store and took out a large bag of candy, tore it open and poured it into a skull-shaped bowl. There was a knock at the door which puzzled him, because this church was believed to be abandoned and wherever Teresa would come to the door, it would either be because of lessons after school or that her WiFi would be out for the weekend. He went to the door and found no one there, but he saw an invitation with a familiar Mouse logo on the envelope.
"Well, it seems that I have been invited to a feast," Basil said. He looked to the invite and frowned a little. "Oh, my..." he muttered, seeing that the invite included that he would be among the many villains attending the Halloween celebration for each of the villains to plan revenge on a club known as The House of Mouse. "Now, what is that place," he now wondered.
Mrs. Brisby decided to be a nurse after the costume store did not have any Geisha costumes in her size, Darla was Aurora, and Patch was going to be a dog version of Odysseus to fit with Martin's mythical hero theme.
"Wouldn't it be awesome if we were invited to a Halloween festival," Martin asked.
"We have these all the time at my school," Mrs. Brisby grinned, "they usually cancel class and we all get together and there's a dance after dinner, but I'll need to miss it this year where I can be with you all."
Darla loved that and hugged her. "And I'm glad for that."
Then Martin incidentally bumped into Cynthia who had invitations for all of them including herself. "Oh, I'm sorry!"
"That's alright, I-I have them..." Cynthia bent down to pick up the envelopes.
"N-No, let me help..." Martin bent down with her.
Then the two stopped slightly as their hands touched over one envelope.
"Cynthia, what are you doing here," Patch asked, "and what are these envelopes you're holding?"
"I was actually just about to come see you guys," Cynthia explained, showing the invitations with the Mouse logo on the envelopes. "I found these from the post office if I went with my dad during walking the dogs," she handed each of the invites to them.
"Cool, these are from Mickey Mouse," Martin said, recognizing the Mouse logo.
"Mickey Mouse," Darla asked in surprise.
"I hear he runs a nightclub these days," Mrs. Brisby replied, "I go to school with Goofy's son."
"Oh, really," Darla looked to her, "Goofy has a son?"
"Yes, his name's Max," Mrs. Brisby explained, "he's a nice guy, but he really needs to treat his father with better respect."
"Well, it looks like we're all invited to Mickey's Halloween feast," Patch and Lucky said.
"Even you guys got invited," Cynthia grinned to the dogs.
Patch and Lucky grinned in gratitude.
"It's Halloween though....." Darla got a little hesitant, "plus, a lot of people come to the House of Mouse...what if, ya know, run into villains?"
"Don't worry, Darla, we'll all be alright," Martin assured her.
"Well, alright..." Darla shrugged.
"C'mon, Darla, I'll help you with your costume," Mrs. Brisby offered.
Darla grinned to her adoptive big sister and went away with her.
"Halloween's pretty fun," Cynthia grinned, "I know this sounds pathetic, but I've never been trick-or-treating in my life."
"Never," Martin asked.
"Never..." Cynthia shook her head. "My grandmother hated it and said I'd just rot my teeth like a spoiled child...well, I guess I better find myself a costume, see you at the festival..." she walked away to get home.
Martin wanted to help the girl he loved, but he went home himself for now.
"Martin, wait up," Patch called out, catching up to his owner.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Martin chuckled and went off with his puppy to get ready for the Halloween festivities.
Dawson and Riley were decorating the house together.
"Oh, I can just warn this is going to be a grand Halloween or perhaps even a fantastic Halloween," Dawson said while decorating.
"You say that every year......" Riley guffawed after she lit a pumpkin spice scented candle.
"Well, that's true..." Dawson replied innocently.
Riley laughed a little again and put ghost figurines past the family pictures.
"And remember you're doing the treats as always because the last time I did it, the treats weren't that nice," Dawson reminded her.
"Oh, it couldn't have been that bad..." Riley existed.
"Need I remind you," Dawson prompted.
"Here we go..." Riley mumbled with a small snicker.
"I gave almost every boy tummy aches thanks to my horrible cooking," Dawson reminded her.
"Alright, I'll make a fast batch....." Riley chortled as she went to the kitchen to make Halloween cookies to make for the children and would make a separate batch for Darla to take to school before trick-or-treating.
Then Martin and Patch both entered the house.
"Hey, Martin, did Darla find a cute costume," Dawson asked.
"Yes," Martin laughed a little, "she's going to be Sleeping Beauty."
"Sure, well then, where is she," Dawson asked, not seeing Darla or Mrs. Brisby with him.
"I saw them come in earlier," Riley called from the kitchen, but pulled herself out, "they're in their room, Mrs. Brisby's helping Darla get her costume ready for school."
"Oh, right," Dawson said.
"You and Mum gonna dress up too," Martin asked with a grin.
"Of course," Dawson grinned back, "what would Halloween be without costumes? Boring, I warn ya! How about your emo friend, is she gonna dress up as well?"
"I think so, oh, and me, Mrs. Brisby, Cynthia, Patch, Lucky, Darla and Teresa have been invited to a Halloween feast at the House of Mouse," Martin warned them.
"The House of Mouse, right," Dawson grinned, "that's pretty lucky, you must be VIP's."
"Motocross," Patch asked.
"Very Reluctant People," Dawson explained, "we'll be at the house dealing with trick-or-treaters."
"Just don't let it be like last year, Dad, since you get the entire neighborhood stomach aches," Martin reminded him.
Dawson rolled his eyes about that. "No problem."
"I'll be handling the treats this year," Riley warned them.
"Whew, that's a relief," Patch sighed.
"You're warning me," Martin added.
Dawson glanced at them.
"C'mon, Patch, let's get ready," Martin swiftly changed the subject and rushed upstairs with Patch to try on their costumes.
Meanwhile, in the abandoned church......
"I find it amazing that I got an invitation in the mail..." Basil said as he sat on the bench while Teresa was slicking her hair back to put in a ponytail.
"Oh, yes, really interesting......" Teresa said, not really listening to him.
"I mean, of all people in this neighborhood to get an invitation..."
"Uh-huh..."
"And perhaps we'll see a few clowns there as well," Basil said, already getting the idea Teresa wasn't listening.
"Oh, yes, very nice..." Teresa continued, not even 'clowns' got her attention.
"Are you even paying attention," Basil fronwed.
Teresa blinked and turned back to him. "Yes!"
"What did I just say," Basil prompted.
Teresa paused for a bit and tried to think. "Something about death, right?"
"Not even close," Basil frowned.
"Uhh..." Teresa scratched her back with her magic wand.
"The Halloween festival," Basil warned her.
"That was my second guess......" Teresa said to him.
"Oh, for the love of peat," Basil moaned.
"Hey, I'm sorry, but you know how reluctant this holiday is to me," Teresa said to him.
"Why don't you wear the costume you did last year," Basil sounded disappointed in her choice this year, "you were so beautiful and majestic..."
"Because I like magicians now," Teresa gestured to her outfit and looked around, "never wore a suit before, probably never will again."
"You're right about that," Basil said.
Then Teresa got her fur ready and snarked. "Now I just need to book a manicure appointment to get my nail painted."
"Your nail," Basil realized she used the singular term.
"Yes..." Teresa replied like it was obvious, "duh!"
"Don't you mean your nails," Basil asked.
"No, I mean my nail...." Teresa said, but she took out her autographed picture of Penn Jillette with his hands shown to show Penn had red nail polish on his left ring finger.
"Oh," Basil said.
"Sheesh, Louise..." Teresa grumbled under her breath.
"Well, I guess I won't be taking care of trick-or-treaters like I promised your mother..." Basil leaned back a little, resting his arms against the closed keyboard.
"She'll get over it....." Teresa said as she took a picture of herself on her iPhone and posted her new photo to Facebook.
"Let's hope so," Basil said.
"I just wanna know....." Teresa said, but turned back to him, "who'd invite you to something?"
Basil had to admit that that remark stung, but he said nothing of it. "Maybe someone who wants to get to know me better..."
"If they wanna take you, they can have you...." Teresa shrugged, again, blind to how he felt about her.
"Well, we'll never know," Basil said.
Teresa hid a scoff and then walked away.
"Leaving so soon," Basil rushed to her side.
"Yes..." Teresa said to him, "I need to use my computer."
"What if your WiFi isn't on," Basil asked.
"I'll turn it on...." Teresa continued to walk back home. "If my WiFi won't work after like ten tries, I'll come right back...." she got out of his grip and ran away back to her house.
"I'll hold you to that," Basil said.
Teresa ignored him and kept walking away. Basil sighed, knowing Teresa would not be back after tonight and decided to just let her get lost in her social media.
The next day, Riley was arranging sugar cookies into a bowl for Darla to take to school and stopped as she saw a broken Jack-O-Lantern.
"Oops, this cookie got crumbled," Riley noticed, but looked to her husband teasingly, "should I put it in any matter?"
"Oh, ha ha ha, very funny," Dawson moaned.
Then Riley let him eat it.
Dawson laughed a little, eating it and licked his lips. "Any more broken ones in there?"
"None that I can see....." Riley chortled, but she put a foil wrap around the bowl and turned down the oven for the second back for trick-or-treaters. Then she almost tripped and walked over her adoptive daughter. "Darla, must you lie down in the middle of the floor?"
"I'm practicing...." Darla said as she lay on her back with her arms together and her eyes shut.
"Practicing," Riley asked.
"I'm Princess Aurora," Darla opened one eye, "I wanna be the best there is!"
Riley guffawed. "Darla, you don't have to act like that for Halloween, you can just dress up."
"But how will everyone know I'm the best Princess Aurora," Darla asked, sitting up now.
"Just be yourself and have fun," Riley grinned.
"Alright..." Darla grinned, but she got up off the floor and ran around, chortling, eager to get to school today.
"Ready to go," Teresa asked, coming downstairs in her costume.
"Yes," Darla beamed, catching her backpack.
Riley walked over with the cookie bowl for Darla's class. "Remember, these are for everybody."
"Yes, ma'am," Darla gave an understanding nod.
"Well then, we better get going," Teresa grinned.
Darla grinned, but she went out with Teresa.
Martin came down in his Hercules costume, straightening it out the best he could.
"Oh, you look so handsome....." Riley smiled to her son, "now then, where's Patch?"
"Coming," Patch called down before coming down the stairs.
"Now, if you're going to be late, just give us a call," Riley reminded.
"Yes, Mum..." Martin nodded in understanding.
"And don't speak to any strangers," Basil added.
"Yes, Dad..." Martin nodded in understanding again.
Then the Dalmatian and mouse boy went out to join the Halloween festivities and visit among others. Basil and Mrs. Brisby grinned proudly, but went upstairs to get dressed up themselves.
Cynthia was walking her dogs, wearing a dress like Megara to fit with Martin's costume idea. Even the puppies had their own costumes. Scamp was Super Dog, Angel was Brainy Barker, Colette was Mammoth Mutt, and Danielle was.....a werewolf.
"Alright, tell us again, why are you wearing a werewolf costume," Scamp asked.
"Because I'm awesome!" Danielle laughed and then let out a loud, anguished shriek like in werewolf movies.
Cynthia sighed and shook her head. "Anything can happen on Halloween..." she quoted.
"Yes, that's true, anything can happen on this most eeriest night of the year," Martin grinned.
"I hope not too eerie......" Darla hiked behind Miss Kitty.
"Don't worry, anyone who frightens you will need to respond to us," Miss Kitty promised.
"BOO," Teresa was now in front of them, wearing ghoulish makeup with fangs and holding a flashlight to her face to look menacing.
"Hey, Teresa," Martin waved.
"Hey, Martin," Teresa replied blankly, knowing she wouldn't have been able to frighten him, but snarked a little as she did to the others.
"Why are you wearing that make-up," Miss Kitty asked.
"Bored..." Teresa said, now washing it away with a moist towelette she had.
"Well, what are you supposed to be," Patch asked.
"I'm a superstar celebrity magician with an ego as big as my appetite," Teresa snickered as she twirled her wand in her fingers.
"Cool," Miss Kitty and Tanya said.
"You actually look nice in a suit," Cynthia commented as she let her dogs roam free once they got into Anne-Marie's yard for Puppy School.
"Huh..." Teresa snarked a little.
"Have a nice day, alright," Martin warned his puppy.
"I will," Patch grinned and yipped, running away to join his friends.
"Well, shall we continue," Martin asked.
"C'mon then," Miss Kitty warned them.
Then they all went to get themselves to school. Miss Kitty took Tanya to her school, Teresa and Martin wished her a Happy Halloween and a nice day as they went to their own school.
"I pretty wish no one's gonna get my costume except for teachers," Teresa said as she held her magic wand in her arm.
"I agree with you there," Martin grinned.
"Oh, well, you know how nonconformist I can be..." Teresa shrugged.
"Let's just hope we can stay in our desks long enough until the feast," Cynthia encouraged.
They all went inside, made it to class, and luckily, since it was morning, they could hear the announcements since the other students were either falling or already asleep. There was something that awakened everybody though. There would be an early dismissal from school today for the haunting holiday.
"Well, at least everyone awakens for if school is eventually over," Cynthia said.
"Uh-huh," Teresa and Martin nodded.
"Just yet can't believe none of them have gotten into any damage for falling asleep," Cynthia said.
"What have ya done," Teresa scoffed.
As the teacher started the lesson, the three friends did their best to take notes and pay attention while everyone else was either asleep, texting or just making crude jokes with their friends.
'Stay focused and everything should be alright,' Martin thought to himself.
Teresa looked miserable and long-suffering as always.
"I see where the gray hair comes from..." Cynthia mumbled about Teresa's stress levels in school due to everyone else.
The teacher did her best to ignore the misbehaving students, exhausted herself about warning them to keep it down or pay attention. The students were eager to get out and the teachers were rather relieved.
"Happy Halloween," the principal warned them all with a polite grin as they went away.
"I do wonder how we got invited to the House of Mouse," Teresa said as she looked at her invite, "that place is exclusive."
"Yes, not even my parents can get in," Cynthia added.
"It must be because of everything good that we've done that and Teresa being the new artist for the cartoons," Martin said.
"Well, I don't like to brag..." Teresa adjusted her bow with a modest guffaw.
"Probably..." Cynthia snarked, "you two sure made my life interesting. If it wasn't for Martin though, Angel and I never would've gotten the home and family we'd always wanted."
"I suggest we go home and meet back in our usual place where we can get to the House of Mouse on time," Teresa proposed.
"I agree," Martin nodded.
"Sounds nice," Cynthia grinned.
Teresa went to her own home while Martin and Cynthia went to the Bluth house to pick up their dogs.
"Alright, puppies," Itchy grinned to his students, "the children are being let out of school early today to celebrate Halloween. Now, why don't we speak about our plans, huh?"
Patch raised up his paw.
"Patch," Itchy looked to him.
Patch cleared his throat and made the others look to him. "Tonight, I plan on going with Teresa, Martin and Cynthia over to the House of Mouse," he proudly announced, "we have been invited by Mickey Mouse himself to attend!"
This really won the others over.
"Wow, I'm impressed," Itchy was even emotional.
"Thanks, Lucky is even coming with us since he was also invited," Patch grinned.
"Really now," Copper, who was wearing a sheet over himself like a ghost, asked in mild interest.
Patch grinned and nodded. "This is going to be so emotional!"
"Sure sounds like it," Itchy grinned to him, "I hope you have a best time!"
"I wish that I will," Patch said.
Harold's car pulled up to the driveway and Anne-Marie left the car, dressed as Snow White.
"Looks like it's time for you pups to go home early as well," Itchy grinned to the puppies, "Class Dismissed."
The puppies cheered and rushed away to get home to spend Halloween with their children.
"Time to get back to Martin and the others," Patch grinned.
"Happy Halloween, Patch," Colette grinned to the Dalmatian.
Patch grinned back to her. "Happy Halloween."
After a short while, Patch made his road back to Martin. The house was more decorated now, Basil and Mrs. Brisby were dressed like Prince Adam and Belle.
"Everything is perfect," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Wow, Mum, these cobwebs look so real......" Martin commented.
"They kind of are...." Mrs. Brisby grinned bashfully, "someone's forgotten his dusting chores."
"And I do wonder who that could be," Basil said.
The couple shared teasing annoyed looks with each other.
Martin slightly rolled his eyes to his parents. "Grown-ups are so weird....."
Tanya came back with the cookie bowl, it was almost empty right now, she was walking in with Amber, who was dressed as Princess Fiona from the Shrek movies.
"Well, hello, you two lovely princesses," Martin said while giving a bow.
Tanya gave the best curtsy she could. "Hercules..."
"Hero of all Heroes," Amber added, bending herself, slightly in her curtsy.
"Can we get going so we can meet Cynthia, Teresa, Dot and Lucky where then we can all get going to the Halloween festival at the House of Mouse," Patch said emotionally.
"You guys are going to the House of Mouse," Amber asked.
"Yes, we've had invitations, can't you go," Tanya looked to her best friend.
"My parents and I didn't get invited," Amber shrugged, "I hope you have a best time though."
Tanya frowned, she wasn't sure if she wanted to go to the feast anymore since Amber couldn't go.
"Oh, Amber, such a nice fact you're here," Mrs. Brisby said before taking out an envelope, "this invitation to the Halloween festival arrived and where it's for you, it must have gotten mixed up with our mail."
"Really now," Amber took the invite.
"Yes, guess the letter carrier got the letters confused on the rosf to ours and your house," Mrs. Brisby chortled.
Amber saw the invite had a Mouse logo on it, which could only mean one fact...
"We're going to the House of Mouse," Tanya started to cheer.
"We're going to the House of Mouse," Amber cheered with her, taking her hands and both girls jumped for joy, "we're going to the House of Mouse! We're going to the House of Mouse!"
"Then let's go," Patch cheered while trying to get Martin to move.
"Oh, my heavens..." Martin shook his head at his dog.
Tanya and Amber guffawed as they followed Martin out the door to go to the House of Mouse.
After they picked up Cynthia, Dot, Lucky and Teresa, they were ready to go to the House of Mouse with Justin coming along as well.
Amber chortled to Dot. "You make me think of me if I was around your age."
Dot, dressed as an angel, guffawed herself and hugged Lucky, who was dressed as a doggy devil.
"Can you do any tricks," Tanya asked.
"Sure, give me a dollar," Teresa held out her hand as a joke.
"Alright," Tanya said, giving her a dollar.
Teresa took the dollar and put it in her pocket. "That's it," she grinned cheekily with a wave of her wand.
"I just got tricked, didn't I," Tanya pouted.
"Yes..." Teresa snickered that she was given a dollar.
"Teresa, give her her dollar back," Justin said firmly.
"Hey, she wanted a magic trick..." Teresa snarked, rather dastardly.
"Teresa, please, wait..." Amber spoke up.
"Alright, fine..." Teresa rolled out her sleeve, caught the dollar and gave it back, "here ya go, Mousekewitz."
"Thank you, Teresa," Tanya grinned, taking her dollar back.
"Sure..." Teresa folded her arms.
"Alright, how do we get to the House of Mouse," Dot asked, "none of us have ever been there."
"There's directions on the invitations," Justin informed, but walked away the other road, "everybody, follow me."
And then they did so as the sun was starting to set and there was chilly autumn wind in the air, setting the mood of the final evening of October that was celebrated with tricks, treats and costumes.
"It sure is spooky, the perfect mood for Halloween," Patch grinned.
"I'll say..." Teresa chortled, showing her perky side.
"Someone's in a best mood......" Cynthia grinned a little.
"It's Halloween...." Teresa snarked back.
"Yes, since Halloween comes, Teresa's perky side comes out," Martin warned them.
"Ohh..." the others, except Justin and Patch replied.
"The dark atmosphere....." Teresa looked around. "The shrieks of terror.....the colorful costumes......I'M BACK," she smirked wide and ran ahead of Justin.
"Wow, she's way more perky than she usually is," Martin said.
"Wow, Lucky, you sure do look grand in your costume," Patch grinned at his father figure.
"Yes, much better than a ballerina tutu with a princess tiara," Lucky chuckled to his son figure.
"Yeah, that wasn't the best look for you, Dad," Patch said.
Lucky hid a small grin that Patch had called him 'Dad'.
After walking a while, they came up to a night club that had the House of Mouse logo on it with a young adult sized dog with buck teeth in a valet uniform. They had made it.
"That must be Max," Patch whispered.
"Yes," Martin nodded.
"Hi, guys," Max greeted with a grin, "you must be here for the Halloween feast, right?"
"Yes, we've all had invitations," Dot handed the envelope.
Max took it and looked through it. "You guys must be special if Mickey wants you here, this place is exclusive...I need to have special permission to bring a girl from school here," he looked to them, "alright, you're clear to go through."
Then they all walked into the building.
An unlucky white duck was dressed as a devil with a pitchfork and jumped in front of them to frighten them. "BOO!!"
"Hey, Donald," Martin grinned, unfazed, "Happy Halloween."
"Aww, phooey," Donald frowned that he was unable to frighten anyone.
Then they continued on to get seats.
Justin took them to a table. "You stay right here, I was asked to join a different table..." he warned them and walked away, "be nice and stay out of harm's road...that goes double for you, Teresa..."
"Alright..." Teresa said as she sent a fast text on her phone, but looked around in delight for the Halloween festival.
"Gosh, sure are a lot of villains in this place tonight..." Amber remarked.
"Yes," Martin said, "well, at least no one related to King Sombra is here."
This made everything go silent.
Teresa went to an app on her phone and played dramatic music on the table top.
"What was that," Tanya asked.
"That was the sound of doom for everybody around here," Teresa replied, dryly. Then she looked up to Chernabog with wide eyes, but then looked flatly across the table.
"I sense darkness in your heart..." Chernabog said to her.
"Wouldn't be the first time," Teresa deadpanned.
Then Chernabog went over to Martin. "Did you say King Sombra," he asked.
"Um, yes, Chernabog, sir, I am his descendant AKA his nephew," Martin warned him hesitantly.
Chernabog was impressed with Martin being the nephew of the evil King Sombra. "Well, blow me down," he caught his tiny hand and shook it firmly.
"Uhh..." Martin felt a little shaken, he may had been very strong, but that was yet a little shocking.
"How's about you sit with the big boys," Chernabog suggested, referring to himself and the rest of the villains.
"Do it, perhaps you can find out if they're going to be up to anything evil and then we can stop them," Cynthia whispered.
"Yes," Patch added.
Martin nodded to them and gave a sinister look to the head of Bald Mountain. "You've had it!"
Justin looked for the table he was given, looking all around.
"Yoo-hoo," a female voice called with a wave of her red gloved hand, "over here!"
"This is no luck...." Justin muttered to himself once he saw who he was supposed to be seated with. Cruella de Vil, Captain Hook, Jafar, and even Ursula.
"Ah, Justin, it's so nice to see you here," Cruella said.
"Have we met," Justin folded his arms and avoided eye contact with her.
"Oh, come now, Justin, don't you remember the special times we spent together," Cruella asked.
"I wish not to remember..." Justin felt crept out by Cruella, even he had standards.
"Come sit..." Cruella forced him into a chair with them, "after all, we're all villains here....."
"Yes, especially since we have a descendant of King Sombra," Jafar grinned evilly after Banzai left him to get back to his table, "I just found word that someone named Martin is the descendant of the evil King Sombra."
"Oh...do warn..." Ursula grinned wickedly once she heard Martin's name.
Justin looked hesitant in his eyes, but luckily, he could hide it from his 'fellow villains'. Jafar warned them everything he heard from Banzai and where they all were interested, but since Martin was the cousin of Ariel, Ursula knew that Martin's dark side would need some help over taking his body.
"We'll just need to figure out the right fashion to do it..." Ursula smirked maliciously as always, "besides, that boy is also a relative to my sworn enemy, that little mermaid who stopped me from taking over the ocean!"
"Huh...perhaps this will help," Jafar said, showing a vial with a dark red liquid potion inside, "this potion turns anyone who drinks it evil."
"Just like that," Justin questioned.
"But of course and I know the perfect victim for it..." Jafar chuckled darkly.
"Oh, but this is nice," Cruella grew melodramatic, "all treats, but no TRICKS!! Why, if this were my club, I'd run facts differently."
"Smash people," Ursula suggested.
"Pillage and plunder," Captain Hook suggested.
"Blah! Blah! Blah! All nonsense and no threat, what a bunch of dull villains," Iago frowned.
"Well, this year will be different," Jafar warned his bird minion. "Not only are we going to bring back King Sombra's nephew, but I've also had a trick for Mickey Mouse," he took out an hourglass. "But you'll all have to wait until midnight," he added with a wicked laugh.
Oh, I hope Martin doesn't drink that potion, Justin thought to himself.
"Whoo," the microphone wore a sheet over himself like a ghost to introduce the guests to the night they were in for tonight, "it's a Houseketeer Halloween! Then catch your garlic and get set for America's Most Haunted, he's Count Mickeeeey Mouse!"
A vampire bat squeaked and flew onstage and poofed to be Mickey in a cape with fangs as the audience cheered for him.
"Welcome, welcome, my children..." Mickey greeted menacingly, though only playfully, "oh, boy, I love Halloween!"
"Not as much as me," Teresa actually called out and interacted.
"Please don't let this be embarrassing," Patch whispered to himself.
"Nice to see some Halloween spirit," Mickey chuckled to Teresa's reaction, "lots of haunted happenings around town. Why, Chernabog threw a big feast. You know, it's easy to get to his house, just make a right on Bald Mountain."
Chernabog laughed as he pounded his large fist on his table. "It's funny because that's true!"
"Why, I even saw Hades," Mickey snarked to the heavens of death, "he was really painting the town dead!"
"HA!! Love it," Hades grinned.
"Hey, I also heard there's a big shindig over at the Elephant Graveyard," Mickey continued as he looked to Simba and Nala, "it's BYOB: Bring your own bones!"
Ed the hyena cackled between the lion couple and snatched their dinner ofg the table.
"Now, before we start off some fun, I'd like to introduce my special guests for the evening," Mickey shone a spotlight on Teresa, Cynthia, Patch, Lucky, Dot and Amber, "c'mon up!"
Then they got out of their seats and made their road to the stage. The audience cheered for them.
"I've heard a lot about you guys," Mickey grinned to them, "you've been on many amazing adventures."
"Yes, here and there..." Cynthia grinned shyly with a shrug.
"Oh, I can't say I've really had a lot of adventures..." Amber spoke up.
"Yes, but the ones that you have been on have been grand," Patch grinned.
"I guess..." Amber grinned bashfully.
"I wanted you all to have a grand Halloween tonight, as soon as I found out about you and where you lived, I knew I just had to meet ya," Mickey grinned gratefully, "this is such a big honor."
"The feeling's mutual, Mickey," Teresa replied.
Jafar found this as the perfect time to warn everyone about Martin being the descendant of King Sombra as an early surprise. But before he could muster, Mickey released a cartoon to show everyone after allowing his special guests to sit back down. The cartoon was about Donald Duck's nephews getting revenge on him with Witch Hazel after giving them TNT for trick-or-treating instead of real candy and just took their candy.
Well, that was just mean of Donald, I'm so glad he got what is coming to him in this cartoon, Patch thought to himself.
Darla and Amber chortled at the funny parts of the cartoon, especially with Donald getting what he deserved for being mean to his own nephews.
"Yes, Donald certainly deserves this coming to him," Patch snickered.
"Yes..." Teresa agreed as she sipped her punch.
"Hey, guys, haven't any of you noticed that Jafar has been keeping his eyes on Martin for quite sometime," Cynthia asked.
"That's disturbing..." Amber looked nervous, "these villains sitting together can't be a nice sign and Lord Jenner's with them as well."
"They probably think he's yet evil..." Teresa shrugged, "he said though that I changed his fashions...somehow..."
"Yes, but it is disturbing that Jafar has been keeping his eyes on Martin," Patch said.
After the cartoon was over, everyone applauded. Teresa hummed the Trick or Treat song as she joined the others.
Jafar found this as the perfect time before Mickey would show another cartoon.
"You better go now....." Cruella encouraged.
"I will," Jafar whispered.
After the cartoon was over and Donald failed to frighten the Beast, Mickey was about to introduce the next cartoon, but before he could muster, he noticed that Jafar was standing and which meant that he had something to say.
"Erm...hang on a sec, folks," Mickey warned the crowd as the big TV was ready to play the next cartoon, "it seems our old pal Jafar has a few words to say."
"Our old pal," Teresa snorted.
"CSENDES," Iago warned her.
Then Teresa slapped him out of her face.
"Nice one, Teresa," Cynthia snarked.
Then Patch got on top of Iago to keep him silent and to keep his beak shut, not liking the bird at all. Iago muffled in yelling.
"Now then, where was I," Jafar rhetorically asked, "ah, yes..."
Then the others looked to the Arabian sorcerer and paid attention as he was on the spotlight now.
"I do wonder what could be so reluctant he couldn't wait," Patch whispered to himself and Iago.
Iago growled.
"First, what a wonderful cartoon, Mickey, and second, I need an announcement for everyone to hear; it's about someone in this very room," Jafar announced, "and he is a special guest here and is also a descendant of the evil King Sombra himself!"
This made everyone else who hadn't heard about it yet, gasp in shock.
"Oh, dear..." Cynthia sunk in her seat a little.
Patch and Lucky grew frantic. Dot did not understand while Darla and Amber looked a little panicked.
"Teresa," the others called to her.
"Wait, what," Teresa looked to them, a little bored now that Jafar interrupted the cartoons, "oh, right...help. Police. Murder."
"The descendant of King Sombra is..." Jafar said before pointing to Martin sitting with Chernabog, "Martin!"
Chernabog playfully nudged Martin's shoulder, which made everyone look in shock and surprise.
"That's all I wanted to announce, please enjoy the rest of the night," Jafar said evilly.
"How can we enjoy with that," Lucky almost scoffed.
Everyone agreed with Lucky, but of course Mickey knew that if anything could cheer everyone up it was a good cartoon. Mickey did an Addams Family intro for the next cartoon and showed a cartoon that wasn't really eerie, but it was about him having a new house and there was a rhyming scene that wouldn't seem out of place in the world of Dr. Seuss.
"Hopefully this will calm everyone down," Martin whispered, "how in the world did Jafar even find out that I was a descendant of King Sombra?"
"You'd be surprised what I can do so..." Jafar leaned over to Martin with a malicious grin, "I am a sorcerer after all because of that foolish Genie!"
"I know, but how did you find out about me being King Sombra's nephew," Martin asked silently.
"All in grand time, boy..." Jafar cackled.
Martin looked a little hesitant, but kept up appearances for his sake.
"Csendes, I wish to be entertained by mild slapstick..." Jenner silenced them where he could watch the cartoon.
The entire cartoon seemed to be very entertaining. Teresa seemed bored by it though. It wasn't eerie, it did not even have ghosts or goblins. What a bore.
"Well, everyone seems to be calming down and enjoying the cartoon," Patch whispered to Lucky who gave him a look that he didn't seem to like.
"Yes..." Lucky said softly, "I just don't like all these villains here..."
"I wish nothing will happen," Patch cooed.
"Patch, do you know what 'foreshadowing' is," Lucky rhetorically asked.
"No, what is this," Patch asked.
"It's of something is implied for now and to lead into something later," Lucky explained, "I have a feeling in my tail that this Jafar fellow's gonna do something with Martin and involve King Sombra's dark magic powers."
The cartoon ended with Mickey splashing a bucket of water on the robot and moving back to his old home with Pluto. Then Donald tried to sneak up and frighten the Fates, but of course, he had failed with them as well.
"Donald may be trying to frighten everybody, but here's a story where he gets spooked himself," Mickey chuckled as he introduced a cartoon that had Goofy in a How To cartoon where he is a ghost to haunt Donald in a creepy old house.
Teresa snickered. Alright, now she was going to see some action.
"This will be entertaining," Cynthia whispered.
"Csendes," Teresa silenced, very emotional right now.
Amber was watching in mild content. Tanya looked over to the table Martin was at and looked very hesitant and concerned for him. He was family to her now after all.
"Don't worry, I wish everything will be alright through the entire night," Amber assured her best friend.
"I hope you're right...." Tanya turned back with a relieved grin to her, she really loved her friendship with Amber.
Amber grinned and gave her a friendly hug back to calm her down. Darla grinned in the hug, but then sighed, feeling not so sure about tonight.
After the cartoon was over, everyone applauded.
"Oh, Goofy..." Lucky sighed and shook his head as he was yet laughing even after the cartoon was over.
Speaking of which, Goofy came to them in a waiter uniform and wore a pumpkin on his hat with a notepad. "You rang," he chuckled. "What can I get you all to eat," he asked as he gave them their menu's.
"Pumpkin pie, please," Patch grinned.
"Make that two," Lucky also grinned.
Goofy grinned as he jotted down their order.
"Yes, I haven't had pumpkin pie yet this year," Teresa agreed.
Then Goofy decided to give them all pumpkin pie for their nightly treat and returned to the kitchen.
"Mm...I can already warn this pie is going to be delicious," Patch said before eating his slice.
"Makes me think of my childhood..." Teresa sighed dreamily, "going on hay rides.....performing Monster Mash......being someone I'm not......oh, I just love Halloween."
Lucky and Patch both ate their slices and enjoyed them. While that was going on, Jafar was putting the potion in a goblet and where as they kicked Mickey and the others out, they would keep Martin inside with them where then he would drink it and unleash his dark side. The next cartoon was rather dark and creepy, having very frightening ghost noises. Dot was really afraid by the cartoon and held onto Lucky for protection.
"Don't worry, girl; it's just a cartoon, they can't hurt you," Lucky assured her.
Dot looked to him, she yet hugged him and was now slowly calming down.
"Wow, this one is pretty eerie," Patch said.
Teresa flinched at some eerie parts, but she yet had a grin on her face because it was so eerie.
"Teresa, you confuse me sometimes," Cynthia said.
"Thanks," Teresa smirked sadistically.
"I hope that someday, I'll understand you," Cynthia said.
"I don't know if we'll ever be able to understand her," Dot said.
"Some facts can't be understood," Amber added.
Teresa gave them a look.
"What," Dot asked.
"Oh, nothing..." Teresa shrugged.
"Alright," Dot said, confused.
Teresa rolled her eyes and continued to watch the cartoon with them until it was all over. The whole cartoon was eerie and entertaining.
"Man, Donald was harder to understand in the older cartoons," Teresa said to the others.
"How so," Patch asked.
"Did we not watch the same fact," Teresa deadpanned.
"Oh, right," Patch said.
"I concern about her sometimes," Tanya whispered.
Amber nodded in agreement about Teresa's behavior.
"Well, at least nothing else bad has happened," Dot said.
"At least not yet...." Patch said to her.
Dot looked to him and looked very hesitant now.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Dot..." Patch frowned that he concerned her.
"Don't worry, nothing bad is going to happen," Lucky assured her.
Dot cuddled with her dog again.
The silver canister was now given to them and Goofy gave them a Happy Halloween wish before going to his next table.
Teresa grinned, she removed the top, but saw that only pie crumbs were left. "HEY!! Who ate our pie?"
Then there was a loud burp heard from behind the kitchen doors.
"Oh, boy," Patch moaned.
Teresa put the top back on and folded her arms.
"Well, at least it can't get any worse," Lucky said.
"Stop saying that, that's just asking for something bad to happen," Teresa said to him.
"Little lady, you're with Lucky, you know why they call me 'Lucky'," the male border collie snarked.
"Because of his best fortune," Patch responded with a grin, remembering that was how they had met.
"There's no such fact as luck," Teresa existed.
"Trust us, if you're around Lucky, everything is farewell," Patch grinned.
"I bet..." Teresa folded her arms.
Lucky chuckled. "Ah, you'll turn up."
"Yes," Patch agreed.
"Whatever, man," Teresa leaned back and played with her deck of cards until Mickey would come back with more cartoons.
"Hey. where are Jafar, Iago, Cruella, Captain Hook and Ursula," Patch asked as soon as he noticed the five not at their table.
Then this made the others look in curiosity.
"This can't be right...." Darla pulled on her now looser curls to look more like Sleeping Beauty's hair, "there's the most dangerous villains of all time on the loose!"
"Calm down, I wish it's nothing serious," Amber cooed.
Teresa got out of her seat to see Jenner was left behind. "JENNER!!"
Jenner let out a yelp, catching his chest. "Teresa, what are you trying to do, give me a heart attack," he glanced down to her.
"Where's your 'new friends'," Teresa asked, using air quotes.
"I-I don't know, they must be starting Jafar's plan," Jenner said.
"Are you in on it," Teresa poked her finger in his chest.
Jenner took her hands and placed them not too far from her face where she couldn't hurt him anymore. "I'm just going along with it until you children save the day..." he admitted, "they seem to refuse to believe that I can change because of a simple little girl who has something in her that I had never seen before...you, Teresa..."
"What about me," Teresa glanced at him.
"Yes, what about her," Lucky asked after coming over.
"Teresa, I know you hate yourself, but I don't..." Jenner lowered her hands and looked into her eyes, "I've always admired you since you were a little girl..."
"Was this before or after you scarred me for life and gave me a childhood pathological fear of pipe organs," Teresa narrowed her eyes.
"I sincerely apologize for that..." Jenner replied honestly. "Teresa, come here..." he put his arm around her, "I know you're not interested in the slightest, but I really do care about you. I realized why I did what I did so...I was just jealous....."
"You're strange..." Teresa put his arm away.
"Jealous of what," Lucky asked.
"Well, Teresa and I were both ignored," Teresa explained, "Belle had the Master and the Master had Belle...the others were so existent of becoming human again that they barely paid attention back to poor Teresa who was just split up from her family and celebrating her first Christmas without them and she was only a child..."
"Oh, my..." Lucky said, surprised.
"I felt bad for her....." Jenner sighed, "I wanted to help her......"
Teresa looked away from Jenner, she had her arms folded and she was looking around for the other villains.
Iago came back to the table to see a tray for him, but growled in disgust once he saw he was left with crackers.
"Alright, Bird, warn me what Jafar is up to," Patch growled at Iago.
"Woah," Iago fluttered up in the air, frowning to the Dalmatian, "watch it! You don't sneak up on an endangered bird!"
"The only danger you're involved with will be this if you don't mess up," Teresa shook her fist at the parrot.
"You better mess up, Bird Brain," Patch said.
"What do I look like, Jafar's errand boy," Iago snarled at them.
"Well...yes..." Lucky glanced to him.
"Well, alright...I guess I could warn ya......" Iago grinned evilly and eagerly, holding out his wing, "five bucks each!"
"How does your life being spared sound," Patch frowned at Iago.
"Umm...alright..." Iago chuckled hesitantly, "well, anyhow, Jafar and the others are planning on making a few changes in this here House of Mouse...he wants to turn it into a House of Villains! Ten at the stroke of midnight, we're all getting together and there's gonna be a few changes around here!"
"And who is we," Darla folded her arms at the bird.
"Hey, I'm just as evil as they are," Iago scowled.
"Not really..." Teresa folded her arms, "the only fact evil you do is cause migraines and shriek loud enough to awaken the dead."
"She's right," Patch said.
"HEY, I'M ROUGH, JUST WATCH ME, I'LL SHOW YOU FREAKY CANDY TONIGHT AT MIDNIGHT," Iago shouts at them and flies away, aggressively.
"My ear drums are bleeding," Teresa mumbled.
"We need to warn Mickey before it's no use," Patch said.
Mickey came out onstage with Goofy and they introduced the next cartoon, which was a fairy type theme.
"Ooh," Dot said, interested.
Darla and Amber grinned, they knew this cartoon couldn't hurt Dot due to it having a fairy theme. Dot grinned eagerly as she decided to watch it in complete content.
"All right, bad guys..." Teresa wandered backstage as the cartoon played, "where are you?"
"Hey, you're not supposed to be back here," a female mouse scolded her, wearing a cape.
"Minnie, you don't understand," Teresa spoke up in defense.
"Yes, it's the villains, they're planning on taking over and changing the House of Mouse into the House of Villains at the stroke of midnight," Patch warned her.
"Please take your seats." Minnie whispered louder, ushering them back to their table, "I'll admit to you though, I do have a funny feeling about the villains being out here all together, but don't worry, if anything's wrong, I wish Mickey will put a stop to it."
"Well, alright," Patch grinned.
"I'll get on it....I'm sorry about shoving you, it's club policy," Minnie warned them and returned to her position.
Dot, Amber and Darla laughed at most of the humor Goofy had in the cartoon, but grew concerned until a demented little boy took away the fairy leader and was going to murder him.
"That boy is cruel," Dot frowned.
"I hate snobby people," Darla scoffed, folding her own arms.
The cartoon wasn't exactly eerie, but it was humorous and adventurous, satisfying the audience. There was another applause as the cartoon ended.
"That was amazing," Lucky said.
Meanwhile, the villains returned to their table, minus Cruella.
"Say, isn't it time for your Halloween trick," Iago prompted Jafar.
"Patience, Iago," Jafar warned his bird, "midnight nears..."
"And now, put on your grim smirks, for this Halloween treat," Mickey introduced a Donald Duck cartoon featuring Huey, Dewey and Louie with a gorilla escaped from the zoo.
"Ooh," Patch said.
"Why do I feel like this is gonna be painful for Donald," Amber asked with a teasing chortle.
"Oh, I wish this will be painful for Donald," Darla added in.
"Who gets stuck with all the worst luck," Lucky completed with a chuckle as they watched the cartoon together.
"That would be Donald, he always get stuck with worst luck at times," Patch added in.
Lucky laughed and ruffled up the top of his head.
The villains looked to each other, nodded and started to sneak away backstage after the lights were dimmed for the cartoon. Jenner lowered himself as well, but came to Teresa's table and caught her out of her seat under the table and put his finger to her mouth to silence her.
Teresa got him away from her. "A warning would've been nice," she whispered sharply to him.
"I know, but they're on the move now," Jenner whispered to her.
"Oh, really," Teresa lifted the tablecloth a little and saw that Cruella, Captain Hook, Jafar, Iago and Ursula were missing. "How do you suppose we fix this then," she looked at the court composer.
"We need to stop them from accomplishing Jafar's plan," Jenner said.
"Who is we," Teresa sounded not interested and cynical as always.
"Don't you want to help stop them from taking over," Jenner asked.
Teresa shrugged. "Guess it beats sitting around doing nothing."
"Exactly, just follow my lead....." Jenner warned her, "I thought you loved Halloween."
"I'm a hard person to please..." Teresa snootily shut her eyes.
"I know," Jenner said before making his road to the backstage with Teresa.
Teresa followed, carefully and silently.
Jenner snaked behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about this, Teresa."
"What," Teresa looked to him.
Jenner snapped his fingers where she would be under his control now.
"Yes, Lord Jenner, what have I done for you," Teresa droned, now hypnotized.
"Jenner, why is Teresa under your control," Patch asked after noticing this.
"Csendes..." Jenner silenced him.
Patch put his paw to his mouth.
"We're going to help try to stop Jafar's plan, we just need to keep the truth under wraps," Jenner bent down to the puppy's height and lifted his ear to warn him the details.
"Oh, alright," Patch smiled silently.
Teresa looked mindless and looked around as her eyes were now bright green.
"Did you have to hypnotize her," Patch asked.
"It was the only fashion to get her to do what I would want," Jenner folded his arms slightly. Then he heard footsteps and hid Patch behind his arms, holding the puppy securely as one of his fellow villains walked over to them.
"That was close," Patch whispered.
"Ah, Maestro, so nice to see you....." Ursula let one of her tentacles touch his face.
Jenner grimaced, trying to ignore the tentacle. "Evening, Ursula..."
"Oh, you brought a hostage, have you," Ursula snickered as she put her hands together down to Teresa, unaware that she had been controlled by Jenner.
"Yes...Teresa is my hostage and she's going to help us bring down the House of Mouse," Jenner informed, lying though, "isn't that right, Teresa?"
Teresa shut her eyes, shook her head and looked frustrated. "Down with Mickey Mouse," she proclaimed evilly.
"Such an obedient girl," Ursula grinned evilly.
"She was taught by the best......" Jenner patted Teresa on her head.
"How much longer," Patch whispered.
Jenner attempted to keep Patch in his grip.
"Just a few more minutes......" Ursula laughed as she went away.
Then Jenner incidentally dropped Patch, unable to carry him any longer. Patch began to sneak off, trying not to get caught by Ursula. Jenner whispered a farewell to Patch, but unfortunately, Ursula had caught him by one of her tentacles, but she was surprised as he now began to use his strength.
"GET OVER HERE," Ursula demanded, trying to trap him.
"I'm sorry, sister, but you're gonna need to do a lot better than that to get me," Patch laughed as he freed himself.
Ursula frowned at him, but then saw that Patch had gotten to Martin's side, warning her he was his pet. "Don't get comfortable, Puppy..." she cackled, "Martin won't seem like himself in a little while."
"Martin, thank heaven you're safe," Patch sounded relieved.
"I assure you, Patch, I will never change," Martin said.
Chernabog knew that Patch would be a problem, but if he could get both Martin and Patch to drink the potion and they would both be on their side. The cartoon was almost over, once it would be done, it would strike midnight.
"Oops, it's almost midnight," Patch said, very concerned.
"I'm having Cinderella flashbacks..." Martin shook, unaware of the incoming danger, "don't worry, if anyone tries anything, they need to respond to me!"
"They'll need to respond to both of us," Patch said.
"That's my puppy," Martin chuckled proudly.
Patch grinned back to him.
The cartoon ended with Donald and the gorilla weeping from the grenade filled with tear gas that the nephews launched for the gorilla.
"That was hilarious," Darla said.
Dot was yet laughing, even holding her tiny body.
"That was a nice one," Mo agreed.
Amber grinned. Even the hyenas from Pride Rock loved the cartoon. Their laughter was going to be cut short however.
"It's midnight," Jafar called.
Ursula caught Minnie by one of her tentacles.
"I'm sorry, Minnie, but we don't wanna be dull villains on Halloween," Jafar sniggered.
Minnie attempted to get free, but was unable to. Then Jafar signaled Captain Hook who got the message and went away to signal to Cruella. Cruella gave a thumbs up with a malicious grin and her other hand over the power switch.
"Alright, everybody, now it's time for a change of pace," Mickey announced.
"Lights out," Cruella smirked as she shut the lights out, shocking the crowd.
"What's going on with the lights," Martin asked.
Mickey looked around to try to find the source of the lights being switched off.
"Right you are, Mickey," Jenner came behind the mouse, alarming him.
"It's Halloween, you know," Jafar snickered, "and with just the right touch......"
Music suddenly came on, leading up to a villain song.
"Oh, dear," Patch said, "c'mon, Martin, we need to stop this!"
"C'mon," Martin warned his puppy.
Martin and Patch were going, but then Chernabog jumped in front of them and caught them in his hand, laughing at them.
"Let us go," Martin groaned as they tried to break free.
"How come we can't break free," Patch asked.
"Aww...what's the matter," Chernabog asked them softly, but yet had his vile smirk, "I thought you liked to rock with the big boys!"
Teresa looked menacing as she held her cards in her hand and waved her wand.
"Let me see that...." Jafar took Teresa's toy magic wand and decided to hex it, but gave it back. "Here you go."
Teresa smirked, but she waved her magic wand and it could do actual magic this time and it made her laugh evilly at the chaos.
"Oops, Teresa, snap out of it," Darla shrieked.
"I'm sorry about this, Teresa," Lucky said before biting on her right leg.
Teresa growled in pain, but she yelled out and smirked wickedly to him about to catch him. Lucky yelled out and ran away to avoid her.
"Get back here, dumb mutt," Teresa caught her wand and chased him.
"I thought that would break the trance," Lucky cried out in despair while running astray from her.
"You thought WRONG," Teresa laughed as she zapped her wand to hit him, "time for you to change your name to 'Unlucky'!"
But unfortunately for her, the hit didn't hit him, but just missed. Teresa growled as she gripped onto her wand. Cruella released hitch-hiking ghosts from a prop box. Captain Hook carried Mickey by his hook while Ursula had Minnie yet in her tentacles. Darla, Amber and Dot tried to run away as the villains were taking over the House of Mouse. But they didn't get far as Gaston had stopped them from going anywhere. The three girls shrieked and held each other. Jafar raised his snake staff as he made the clock tick to midnight and gave the club an evil makeover.
"The House of Mouse is history," Ursula laughed with her fellow bad guys.
Martin and Patch continued to try to break free from Chernabog's grip. Ghosts and vampire bats filled the house as the villains took over.
Cynthia rushed to do something, but she stopped as soon as she saw the evil cats she and her dogs hated, Si and Am. "Get outta my road, fur faces!"
"No, this is what you get for always tormenting us," Si and Am frowned.
"Oh, c'mon, it was just harmless pranks......" Cynthia shrugged.
Si and Am screeched and started to attack her worse than they ever did to Lady since Junior was first born and Aunt Sarah was asked to look after her. Cynthia shrieked from the impacts, wishing Angel was there.
"Well, look who's here..." a familiar female voice said as Martin yet strained.
"Just another face in the crowd..." the other female voice said.
It was Anastasia and Drizella, Cinderella's step-sisters.
"Oh, sure, it's Drizella and wait, Anastasia? I thought you had changed," Martin asked.
"Some facts change, some facts don't," Anastasia laughed wickedly.
Drizella winced slightly, finding Anastasia's evil laugh to be quite annoying, but kept an evil grin on Martin. "This'll show you for helping Cinderella at the Ball!"
The step-mother came over to her daughters, grinning evilly while hiding something. Martin yet attempted to get free, not understanding why he or Patch couldn't. Cynthia was withering on the floor while Si and Am managed to take her down and they nuzzled against each other, purring together. Maleficent saw Chernabog, she turned into her dragon form and joined past his side.
"Love yer work," the big bad wolf warned her.
Kaa was trying to hypnotize Minnie.
"Minnie, don't look into his eyes," Martin warned her.
Minnie tried her very best to avoid the snake's hypnotic gaze. Even the Queen of Hearts was there with her card army.
"Whose bright idea was it to bring all of the Disney villains here," Patch asked.
"Whoever it was, I'm gonna need a few choice words with them..." Cynthia moaned, "owch..."
"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS," the Queen of Hearts called as she stood behind a panicked Belle, Aurora and Cinderella.
Mickey and Minnie were being kicked out of the House of Mouse and the House of Mouse now became the House of Villains.
"Hey, you foolish cats, leave my girlfriend alone," Martin frowned at Si and Am.
Si and Am screeched and hissed at him.
"Ah, SHUT UP," Teresa slapped Martin in the face, not caring if it hurt her hand.
"Teresa," Martin gaped at her, "how could you betray us like this?"
"You snooze, you lose, Geek Detective," Teresa scoffed.
"Jenner, release for your control now," Patch growled.
"Who says I'm in control," Teresa smirked maliciously.
"What," Martin and Patch asked her.
Teresa smirked to Jenner. "I was never under YOUR control," she pointed to him, "I came over that eons ago!"
"Teresa, I know you wouldn't turn evil," Cynthia argued, "stop this!"
"Get them out of here," Teresa warned the villains on complete command, "only evil is allowed in here!"
The villains did like her moxie, but saw her something useless and decided to throw her out as well with the others, minus Martin and Patch.
Teresa blinked as she was thrown out. "HEY," she rushed back to the doors, but they shut on her and the card guards stood in front of the doors to keep anyone nice on the outside.
Mickey and Minnie frowned as they were kicked out of their own club and they now feared the worst. But before anything else, Jafar snapped his fingers and the hex was taken off Teresa and her wand, no longer finding any use for her.
Teresa did not change after the cue from Jafar, but her wand did return to being an ordinary prop. "Well...at least I'm a best actress..."
"What're you speaking about," Mickey asked.
"I was acting...." Teresa chuckled hesitantly, "I thought perhaps if I acted like a villain, I could find a fashion to stop this entire mess."
"Well, it almost worked just a little too much," Amber said.
"Wait, where are Martin and Patch," Cynthia asked.
"They must yet be in there," Darla cried as she leaned against the doors, trying to see what was going on.
Jafar was coming onstage as Chernabog yet had Martin and Patch in his hands.
"We must stop them," Mickey was yet determined.
"Yes, before they do so whatever they're planning on doing to them," Lucky said.
"Well, I'm going in," Mickey existed, "who's going with me?"
"I am," Lucky narrowed his eyes, "besides, Patch is there and I need to be with my boy! Erm...best young friend!"
Donald and Goofy also volunteered.
"I'm going in there as well," Cynthia narrowed her eyes.
Teresa gave thumbs up of luck while she decided to look after Dot, Darla and Amber.
"Now that the House of Mouse is our house, facts are going to be a little different," Jafar grinned evilly as he sat on a throne on the stage as Chernabog yet carried Martin and Patch in his hands. "Now, boys, why you two have a drink," he suggested, taking out a goblet and a bowl.
Chernabog smirked, but forced Martin and Patch to the sources of the drinks to refresh themselves and change dramatically, but of course, it wouldn't work. 
"Just think of all the magic you two will gain by drinking these drinks," Jafar tempted the two, "it might even help you both unleash some hidden magic with in you both."
"Oh, really," Martin and Patch asked tempted and were placed on the stage.
"Really...you should unleash the magic," Jafar existed.
Martin and Patch looked to each other, very curious if they should or not.
Jafar gave them both the goblet and bowl filled with the potion. "I realize that you've always been an outcast," he began to sing, "it's not everyone at school who likes to think, to find a student that's like you, I've had one or perhaps two, but the nice ones disappear before I blink~"
"Oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh, oh, wuh-oh-wuh~" the Disney Villains chorused.
"Now I understand you need your reservations," Jafar continued, "it's hard to have a brain as large as yours, but if we don't win these games, well, I think I've made it plain, what will happen if we need the losing scores!"
"Oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh, oh, wuh-oh-wuh," the Disney Villains continued, "unleash the magic, unleash the magic, if we lose, then you're to blame (ah, ah-ah-ah), they all have used it, perhaps abused it (ah-ah-ah), but then why can't we do the same?, oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh, oh, wuh-oh-wuh~"
"Call it power, call it magic, if we lose, it will be tragic," Jafar continued, "more reluctant is the knowledge we have lost, a chance like this won't come again, you'll regret not giving in, isn't understanding magic worth the cost?"
This began to get to Martin and Patch both curious again if they should unleash their magic, gaining all the magic they'd imagine.
"Oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh, oh, wuh-oh-wuh," the Disney Villains continued, "unleash the magic, unleash the magic, we're not friends here after all, our only interest, in this business (ah-ah-ah), is seeing Mickey Mouse fall, oh, wuh-oh-wuh, oh, oh, wuh-oh-wuh~"
"What I'm suggesting's very simple," Jafar tempted, "and since it's win-win on all scores, you only want to learn about the, magic that you have stored, and as for me and all the others, we only want what we deserve, that our side will clinch the win, and my legacy will endure~"
Mickey, Donald, Goofy, Cynthia and Lucky all looked and saw what was going on and began to run and try to get on the stage before it was no use.
"Unleash the magic, unleash the magic," the Disney Villains continued, "if we lose, then it's a crime, but we can win it, if you begin it (ah-ah-ah), it's up to you two not to fail this time~"
The Disney villains chanted for Martin and Patch to drink the potion and unleash the magic. Martin and Patch looked hesitant at first, then around everyone around them and narrowed their eyes in determination. Cynthia and Lucky ran to try to stop Martin and Patch from destroying their lives, but they appeared to be no use.
"Imagine all we'll learn by setting it free," Martin and Patch began to each other in unison, "now winning this battle depends on you and me, and what doors might open if I try to use it."
All the Disney villains continued to chant for them to drink the potion and unleash the magic.
"But the magic's really what we want to see," Martin and Patch said about to drink the potion.
The Disney villains continued to chant while Cynthia and Lucky yet came to stop the madness while Mickey, Donald and Goofy waited offstage.
"Martin, Patch, no," Cynthia and Lucky cried out in grief.
"NOW," all the Disney Villains replied.
Martin and Patch both then drank the entire potion, leaving the goblet and bowl empty. It had been no use. Martin and Patch squeezed their eyes shut and their bodies started to shake. Then two beams of dark magic shot up, starting to transform them. Cynthia and Lucky flinched from the glowing beam. After the transformation, Martin and Patch were lowered and looked rather menacing.
"NO," Lucky howled for Patch.
Then Martin and Patch opened their eyes which were like Nightmare Moons, except their eyes were also like King Sombra's eyes and where they both laughed evilly and where their new forms were like their Equestrian forms, but more evil and dark. Cynthia and Lucky held each other in dismay.
"Alright, Jafar," Mickey stormed over on the stage, "you've had your fun. Now I'm here to set facts right, and I brought my boys!"
"Ahem," Cynthia looked at him.
"Oh, and girl," Mickey swiftly added.
"Thank you," Cynthia said firmly.
Then Mickey signaled for Donald and Goofy to join him onstage. Donald and Goofy joined, trying to look menacing like they did in Kingdom Hearts.
"Well, are you gonna get off my stage or are we gonna have to make you," Mickey firmly put his hands on his hips.
"Yes, are you gonna get off the stage or are we gonna need to make you," Lucky asked the evil sorcerer.
Jafar had an unimpressed look on his face. Then he cleared his throat and made his fellow villains join him. 
"I guess they wanna do this their road..." Lucky chuckled hesitantly, backing up.
Martin and Patch even joined the villains' sides. 
"Martin, it's me, Cynthia," the street urchin girl cried, "you'd never hurt me!"
"Patch, it's me as well," Lucky added.
However, they were all kicked right out of the club again.
"Well, how did it go," Teresa asked sarcastically as she played with her fake magic wand.
"How do you think it went," Lucky frowned at her.
"Oh, I bet it was so lovely and that they gave you flowers and chocolates for your heroism," Teresa grinned sarcastically, being more snarky than usual right now, "did they ask for your hands in marriage?"
"Are you always like this," Lucky asked, annoyed.
"You get used to it," Cynthia warned him.
"Nice try, Mickey..." Jafar sniggered as the audience laughed at the nice guys' misfortune. "But you, Goofy, that ironically named mutt, that street mouse, and especially that fraidy duck, are about to get a real fright," he put on a cartoon for the guests to watch while they would enjoy their freedom and victory.
"Oh, this is going to be entertaining," Martin said evilly.
"Much," Patch agreed with a cackle.
The cartoon was Donald with his nephews again, he was frightening them by being a serial murderer and they would get back him in a very gruesome fashion, even for a kid's cartoon.
"I'm going to try to stop them," Minnie sounded firm, "after that cartoon, I'm gonna show Jafar I mean business!"
"Count me in," Amber sounded firm as well.
Darla was shocked, she never saw this side of Amber before, but decided to help. Dot clung onto Lucky, just glad he was at least alright and not severally hurt. Lucky grinned and gave her a small lick to the face.
Dot chortled. "Nice boy," she beamed and pet him on the head.
"As soon as that cartoon is over, we're going to warn Jafar that we mean business," Amber said.
"Right," Darla pounded a fist into her open hand, looking rather evil, but for the naughty guys and not changing back to her old self. 
"And I'll be right here arranging for your victory feast..." Teresa deadpanned as she threw her wand up in the air and tried to catch it over and over.
Lucky caught the wand, unable to exist. "I'm sorry...sold out."
"Hey," Teresa tried to get the wand out of his mouth, "let go! That was a birthday present for me from Warner Home Video!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm a dog, you should have seen this coming," Lucky muffled.
"LET GO," Teresa groaned.
"Drop it," Amber gave him a dog command.
Then Lucky opened his mouth.
Teresa fell back with her wand and fell into a puddle. "Woah," she checked her wand and breathed a sigh of relief, "sure, no bite marks...only drool."
"Eww," Amber and Dot winced.
Teresa wiped her wand against her suit to get the drool away.
"YES," the villains cheered inside the house after the cartoon ended.
"Now what have we done," Goofy pouted.
"Step aside, boys, we'll take care of Jafar," Minnie stormed inside, "c'mon, girls!"
Amber and Darla followed her with pleasure.
"Woah! I've never seen Minnie frustrated like that," Goofy said, shocked.
"Huh...I need..." Mickey replied dryly.
"And now, I've saved the best for last," Jafar grinned to his fellow villains.
"Listen, you," Minnie's voice was heard.
Everybody turned and scowled to the female mouse and her friends.
"We're giving you and all other villains just 30 seconds to turn this back into the House of Mouse starting right now," Darla folded her arms.
"Yes," Amber added, firmly.
Then Minnie started to count down.
"Get them out of here," Patch growled.
Jafar gestured for Captain Hook to come over. Hook did come, he picked them up by his hook and carried them out of the club.
"Now, let's heat facts up with a twisted tale that Mickey and Minnie will find a real shriek," Jafar grinned evilly. 
Minnie shrieked as she fell with Darla and Amber outside of the club.
"Roll it, Big Bad," Martin called to the sound booth for the next cartoon.
The Big Bad Wolf took a deep breath and he huffed and puffed and blew the cartoon in to show Mickey and Minnie starring in a Hansel and Gretel cartoon. All of the villains, Martin and Patch began to enjoy the cartoon.
"Grand plan, Minnie..." Darla sighed.
"Oh, it's hopeless, the villains are gonna take over the town," Dot cried out in despair.
"Well, I'm afraid to say it guys, but not even magic can fix this..." Teresa sighed.
"Magic..." Mickey paused to think, but snapped his fingers, "that's it! I know how to beat Jafar! Teresa, give me your wand."
"This was a birthday present from Nicodemus the rat," Teresa held her wand close to her face.
"Please, Teresa, just this once," Mickey said.
"I can't, it's too special...." Teresa held it.
"Perhaps your wand can help us..." Mickey urged, "you remember my short The Sorcerer's Apprentice?"
"Yes..." Teresa chortled, "funny fact as well.....Penn and Teller themselves introduced that in Fantasia...I remember....I hated Penn....I called him an annoying fat guy....but this is a prop wand......it can't do anything......"
"How do you know for sure," Lucky asked.
"Because, Penn's said it hundreds of times, there's no such fact as real magic," Teresa replied. "Like, oh, I dunno...alakablam, alakazoom, making an elephant land on my head and go boom," she recited.
Suddenly, an elephant dropped from the heavens and landed on her. Then it got up off the ground and walked away after flattening her.
"Alright, who's the comedian," Teresa burst herself up on her feet.
"That was all you, Teresa, that elephant appeared after you recited that spell," Darla said.
Teresa looked to the wand. "What kind of wand is this?!"
"Didn't you get some kind of note about it," Amber asked.
Teresa hummed and tried to think back.
Flashback, a few days ago.....
With the hyenas being led astray, Simba and Nala had managed to sneak past them until they had eventually arrived at the bottom of Pride Rock. Stopping past the edge, Simba instructed Nala. "Nala, you find my mother and rally the lionesses. I won't let him out of my sight."
Nala nodded. "Be careful," she said concernedly.
After that, the two lions went in separate directions. Nala went in one direction to find Sarabi and the lionesses while Simba set away to confront Scar. But as Simba made his road up towards Pride Rock, he stopped until a loud, angered voice split through the air.
"SARAAAAABIIIIIIIIIIII," Scar roared out.
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the land. Simba stopped and gasped in alarm as he saw Sarabi make her road to Pride Rock past the hyenas, which were growling and snapping at her heels. But Sarabi only glanced at them, as if she did not acknowledge them and continued walking towards Scar with dignity and pride. Thunder smashed overhead as Sarabi carried on. Simba simply looked at her mournfully, feeling so horrible for letting her suffer like this for so long.
As Sarabi made it to the top, she approached her older brother. "Yes, Scar," she responded rather plainly.
"Where's your hunting festival? They're not doing their job," Scar asked as he paced in front of Sarabi.
"Scar, there's no food. The herds have moved on," Sarabi replied calmly.
"No! You're just not looking hard enough," Scar said in denial.
"It's over. There's nothing left," Sarabi shot back. "We have only one choice. We must leave Pride Rock," Sarabi explained, hoping to make her brother realize the dire situation they were in.
"We're not going anywhere," Scar explained with a frown.
"Then you are sentencing us to death," Sarabi argued as her composed state broke.
"Then so be it," Scar fired back and brought his face close to Sarabi's.
"You can't do that," Sarabi said in disbelief and disgust.
"I am the king and I make the rules," Scar replied stubbornly as he turned away from his sister-in-law with pride.
"If you were half the king Mufasa was, you would never...." Sarabi frustratedly said, referring to her deceased brother.
Hearing Mufasa's name, Scar whipped around and hit Sarabi across the face, knocking her to the floor. "I'm ten times the king Mufasa was," he yelled as Sarabi slid across the ground.
Simba's eyes widened in horror and realization, with his mind flashing back to the traumatic moment of his father's death. Scar was responsible for his father's death all along. Simba, his younger self's voice, shrieked out as he saw his father fall. "NoooooOOOO!!!!"
"Noooooo," Simba yelled in rage and disgrace as he took a super jump, lunging himself off the ledge and onto Scar, pinning the traitorous king on his back. "MURDERER," he shouts in rage and hate.
End of Flashback
"Seriously," Lucky asked, outraged at the loss.
"Meh," Teresa shrugged.
"Daisy, get my sorcerer robe," Mickey warned the female duck with a witch's hat.
Daisy nodded and went to do just that.
"Get ready, Jafar..." Mickey challenged, very serious right now.
"Teresa, try to use the wand on me now," Lucky suggested.
"Why," Teresa asked as she held the wand securely in her hands.
"I don't like it, but I think I'm gonna need to face Patch with magic of my own," Lucky sighed.
Teresa frowned a little with a shrug, but she waved the wand. "Um...'life can go to the dogs and be very tragic...bless this collie with the gift of supernatural magic'," she recited and zapped Lucky with the wand.
Lucky yelled out a little from the blast, but he got over it and he looked brave and ready. "Let's do this..." he demanded, but sighed, "it's gonna be hard, but I need to get my little Patch back."
"I do wonder why Nicodemus would give me a real magic wand..." Teresa mumbled to herself.
"Because I've always believed in you," Nicodemus came right behind her.
Teresa yelled out, jumping backward. "Nicodemus, you frightened me!"
"Happy Halloween," Nicodemus smirked innocently.
"Teresa, let's join in to get back the Martin we know and love," Cynthia said.
"I...I don't know if I can do it..." Teresa gripped her wand.
"I gave you that wand for a reason," Nicodemus put his hands on her shoulders and looked her straight in the eyes, which made her blush to him, but she was yet gripping onto his words as he said them to her, "Teresa, remember back in Las Vegas? You did amazing and incredible facts and you can do them here as well! Now, use your magic to bring back your friends back where you can all have a Happy Halloween! I believe in you, Teresa Brisby, I always have."
"Th-Th-Thanks, Nicodemus...." Teresa replied.
"Well, whaddya say, Teresa," Cynthia asked, "are you ready?"
"I...I guess so..." Teresa said.
Daisy came back with Mickey's red robe and blue with white stars hat.
"Time to get ready....." Mickey replied firmly.
"What're you doing here anyhow," Teresa asked Nicodemus, "don't you have to take Penn's children trick or treating or something?"
"Yes, what are you doing here," Dot added.
"I had a feeling Teresa was in danger..." Nicodemus explained, "I wouldn't want anything to happen to a dear best friend of mine...she's pretty smart, but needs extra help."
Teresa blinked, but tried to look stoic. "Why thank you, Nicodemus...." she looked away with a guffawing blush, "he called me pretty....."
"Um, any matter, we better get inside," Darla said.
"Yes," Dot grinned.
"Farewell..." Nicodemus warned Mickey and Teresa.
Teresa gulped, but she was going to go through with it.
"Alright, c'mon, let's get our friends and the House of Mouse back," Lucky warned them.
"Yes," Dot agreed.
"They better be ready because we are," Mickey folded his arms.
"CHARGE," Tanya called.
"Yes," Amber added.
"YES," the villains cheered as their cartoon ended.
They all sneaked backstage. Goofy and Donald were stuffing Mickey while Daisy and Minnie helped Teresa and Lucky.
"Let's do this fact," Lucky said, determined, cracking his knuckles.
The villains were enjoying their evening until they all saw Teresa, Lucky and Mickey came back. Jafar even looked surprised and horrified.
'Thanks, Teresa...' Jenner thought to himself, grateful that Teresa was willing to risk her life to save the day.
"What are you three doing back in here," Martin asked darkly.
"We're getting the House of Mouse back and you're not gonna stop us," Lucky scowled.
Patch laughed at him. "We'd like to see you try!"
"You guys asked for this," Teresa growled.
Then Jafar made a heat blast from his snake staff and threw it to them. Mickey caught the blast and shaped it into a ball, but pitched it like a softball back to the evil sorcerer. Jafar was surprised, but used his staff as a baseball bat.
"Patch, you take care of the mutt while I take care of the girl," Martin said darkly.
Patch nodded and went to fight off Lucky.
"Listen, boy, I don't wanna do this......" Lucky said to the puppy, "you're like a son to me!"
"Oh. R-Really," Patch asked before shaking his head and then firing a blast of dark magic at him.
Lucky's eyes widened, but he jumped high to avoid the blast. Donald jumped in the air to avoid that impact as it almost hit him.
"I'm really sorry about this, Patch..." Lucky sighed, but he put a cloth over himself and disappeared in thin air, making the cloth fall to the floor, but he came up behind Patch and kicked him with his lower hind legs.
This caused for Patch to howl out of pain.
"You'll pay for that," Patch growled and blasted Lucky with a beam of magic.
Lucky whined from the beam, groaning and trying to stay strong.
"You're going down, Sullivan," Martin warned the girl who was supposed to be his best friend.
"What is with you people," Teresa growled, "I'm not Sullivan, I'm freaking GIRL!!"
"Whatever," Martin frowned at her.
"How do you think the battle between Jafar and Mickey is going," Dot asked Tanya and Amber.
"I'm sure Mickey knows what he's thinking," Amber grinned.
Mickey threw a heat blast ball to Jafar. Jafar missed and the ball knocked away Captain Hook's hat.
"Well, he sure did make Captain Hook's hat fall off," Tanya chortled.
"C'mon, Mickey, win this for us," Dot bit her lip anxiously.
"Go, Mickey," Tanya and Amber cheered.
Mickey threw another heat blast ball. Jafar hit the ball, which knocked Mickey's sorcerer hat away, which concerned some of the others. Patch and Martin hit Lucky and Teresa with two super powerful magical spheres. Teresa and Lucky groaned, they felt doomed now.
"This wasn't supposed to happen," Teresa cried out in grief.
Martin and Patch were about to do them away.
Anastasia sneaked backstage and went to use the local payphone and made a call.
Within moments, there came a familiar former street rat on a magic carpet. "What is this?" 
"Mickey, Teresa and Lucky are about to lose," Anastasia pointed inside the club, "Jafar's leading them!"
Aladdin took out a lamp, knowing exactly what to do. "I know exactly what to do so," he said before flying the magic carpet to the club.
"Oh, hurry up, Aladdin," Anastasia begged.
Tanya, Amber and Dot were very hesitant that Teresa, Mickey and Lucky had lost against Martin, Jafar and Patch.
"What have we done now," Goofy asked.
The magic carpet flew over with its new owner now.
"The lamp," Aladdin warned them, tossing his magic lamp to them, "use the lamp!"
"The lamp? Of course, we can use the lamp to trap Jafar in it," Dot grinned.
"Of course," Tanya beamed, "thanks, Al!"
Aladdin grinned to them and continued to fly away.
"But how do we cure Martin and Patch," Teresa wondered.
"We'll worry about them later, we need to bring down the lead rogue first..." Jenner whispered, putting his arm around her in a consoling fashion.
"Mickey, faster, use the lamp," Dot called out as she tossed it to him.
Mickey carefully caught the lamp and sniggered as he rushed to Jafar. Jafar stood, stoic as always, but the lamp made the other villains flee off in terror, even if the lamp couldn't effect them in any fashion, but only Jafar.
"Faster, we need to make sure that Martin and Patch don't stop Jafar from being sucked into the lamp," Lucky said to Teresa.
Teresa nodded. "Let's go, Dog!"
Then the two went away.
Martin and Patch frowned to Mickey, standing protectively in front of Jafar. Jafar sneered to Mickey as his new minions blocked the lamp's magic and energy.
"Hey, Patch," Teresa called, "you wanna play 'Fetch'?!"
Patch growled, but then his eyes widened.
Teresa waved her magic wand. "Come here, boy!"
"Hey, Martin, you wanna fight me," Lucky challenged, "magic against magic?"
This, of course, got Martin's attention. "Well, if you say so!" 
Lucky smirked with a chuckle. Martin got out of Jafar's road.
"Come here, boy," Teresa called in a baby voice to present Patch to come to her. "Come get the stick, boy! Come and get it! Come here, boy," she threw the wand.
Patch yipped and started to chase the wand to catch it and bring it back to her, unable to fight his puppy instincts.
"Oh, dear, this is bad, this is very bad," Jafar said in a panic.
Patch came back with Teresa's wand and dropped it in front of her feet.
"Nice boy," Teresa beamed, picking up her wand and petting him with her other hand.
Patch grinned and shivered, looking playful again.
"That's very nice...MR. AGES," Teresa repeated and then zapped him instantly to turn him back into a nice dog and not a naughty one.
This caused for him to howl.
"I'm sorry, Patch, but this hurts..." Teresa said, but thought about it a moment, but continued to focus, "me and you!"
While that was going on, Martin and Lucky were doing a magic duel and where Jafar was now being sucked into the lamp.
"NoooooOOOO," Jafar yelled out as he tried to escape, but was unable to, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the kingdom. "A million and one cosmic powers..." Amber started. 
Mickey held onto the lamp as Jafar was sucked off, never to be seen or bothered with again.
"Itty bitty living space," Dot concluded with a snicker, hearing the frustrated vizier shout his name.
After he was sucked into the lamp, Martin and Patch had turned back to their normal best selves.
"Phew," Lucky shivered, "I don't know how you people live with your magic!"
Then Teresa turned Lucky back into a normal dog and Halloween in the House of Mouse could carry on.
"I'm afraid you naughty guys need to leave..." Jenner folded his arms to the other villains, revealing Justin's true self. 
"But, you're naughty as well," Hades pointed out.
"I'm sorry, but I've turned the desks, it seems..." Justin chuckled.
"Turned the tables," Teresa corrected and face-palmed, "ugh!"
"That's right, he's turned the tables which means he's a nice guy now," Tanya warned them.
"You're a traitor," Gaston sneered to him.
"Get out of my face, you brainless pretty boy..." Justin shoved him back, despite being a weary old man, he had a lot more powerful strength.
"I'm sorry, naughty guys, but your show's cancelled," Amber frowned to them.
"Yes," Dot frowned to them as well.
"Oh, no luck," Teresa held out her hands in her suit pockets, "don't worry, perhaps you can try again next year!"
The villains growled, they had no other choice but to leave and the House of Mouse was brought back to normal for everyone and where this made everyone else cheer out of joy. 
"Well..." Tanya started to yawn with a small grin and looked rather sleepy, "it's kinda getting kinda more or less rather late!"
"You couldn't be more right," Mickey said to her, "I think we ought to wrap up productions!"
"That was our show, everybody," Amber waved to the crowd.
"See ya real soon," Dot added, also waving to the audience.
"BOO," Donald came behind everybody, dressed like Jafar.
"I'm sorry, Donald, but Goofy already beat ya to it," Martin said, pointing to Goofy who was wearing a Jafar costume as well.
"Aw, phooey..." Donald mumbled in defeat and misfortune.
Goofy chuckled to the crowd. Everybody clapped one last time and they took their leave to return home. Anastasia grinned as she leaned behind the door and saw what just happened.
"Well, you really weren't turned back to evil, you were only acting evil," Lucky said to her.
"I'll admit it, I didn't like Teresa and Martin at first, but I like them...." Anastasia admitted, "besides, they found me a boyfriend, even if Mother warned me to never see him again."
"Well, you learned how to stop following someone else's orders and started following your heart, right," Lucky asked.
"Exactly," Anastasia said to him, that was exactly what Cinderella said to her to let her be with the village baker she fell in love with, "and in doing so, I was under a lot of pressure...mostly because of Drizella and Mother's bossiness."
"I knew you yet had a heart, Anastasia!" Atticus said to her.
Anastasia chortled. "Of course!"
"Well, it's grand to see you again, Anastasia," Martin grinned.
"Grand to see you as well......" Anastasia admitted, "we should really meet at Cinderella's place sometime, it's been a perfectly perfect year so far."
"Yes, it has..." Cynthia agreed, coming to her boyfriend's side.
"Oh, who's this," Anastasia asked.
"Anastasia, this is my girlfriend," Martin introduced, "her name's Cynthie, but you can call her 'Cynthia'."
"Oh, nice to meet you," Anastasia greeted the former street urchin.
"The feeling is mutual..." Cynthia waved back. "I'd love to go to Cinderella's place as well..." she turned back to Martin, "would that be allowed even though we're not royalty?"
"Yes, because we're practically family," Martin said.
Cynthia grinned about that.
"We'll need to catch her and ask first where we don't intrude," Anastasia suggested.
Cinderella picked up her dress skirts as she was about to leave with her husband, but she turned her head as she saw old familiar faces. "Teresa, Martin, oh, hello, old friends," she grinned to them fondly.
"Hello, Cinderella," Martin grinned.
"H-Hello, Cinderella," Cynthia said with a curtsy.
"Why, hello there," Cinderella grinned to her, guffawing at the curtsy.
"We were just speaking with Anastasia," Teresa spoke up, "we were wondering, if it wasn't too much damage...could we come visit you and your prince?"
"I see nothing wrong with that," Cinderella grinned to them, "I've really missed you ever since you both found out who you really were and where you belonged. I'm happy for you though."
"We're happy as well," Martin grinned.
"I would want to meet both your families," Cinderella grinned before asking Cynthia, "yours as well, Miss?"
"I think my mother would appreciate that..." Cynthia grinned. "Dad as well, but...Mum's such a mum..."
Cinderella chortled. "I look forward to it," she warned them, "take all the time you need to decide to come, but let me know the day before then we can get ready...you know how it is in a castle, making special appearances."
"Yes..." Teresa and Martin remembered.
Cinderella had to get going now. "Good night," she called to them where she could join her prince. 
The others waved as Cinderella went away to continue her life happily ever after.
"Oops, I forgot to give her my name," Cynthia said, now realizing.
"She'll find out soon, Cynthia," Anastasia promised.
"Well..." Lucky yawned and stretched, "this is fun and all, but we should really get back home."
Dot clutched to Lucky as she felt sleepy.
"C'mon, guys, this has been one wild Halloween," Amber guffawed as she was happy again that facts were back to normal.
"Nicodemus," Teresa called. "Nicodemus, where are you? I...I wanna say thank you......" she sighed and stared at the ground, "he must be gone now....."
"I wish he knows," Martin assured her.
"Perhaps..." Teresa sighed.
"Come along, time for bed..." Justin said as he carried Dot in his arms since she had fallen asleep.
Then they all followed him back home where they could end their Halloween at the House of Mouse.
"You're welcome, Teresa..." Nicodemus whispered as he watched them leave and his Equestrian medallion glowed as he held his hand around it.
"This was an intense Halloween," Patch said.
"Totally..." Tanya said with a yawn.
Amber helped kept her standing where she wouldn't fall asleep in the middle of the street.
"And, Lucky, did you really mean what you said," Patch asked.
"Huh...which part, jocko," Lucky asked.
"If you said I was like a son to you," Patch said.
Lucky sincerely grinned. "You are...you remind me of me since I was a pup, of course you're like a son to me!"
Patch grinned, had slight tears, but gave him a dog hug back.
Lucky hugged back. "I'm really proud of you, no matter what."
"Thanks, Dad," Patch grinned, "I mean, Lucky."
Lucky chuckled. "Call me whatever you want, just not late for dinner."
"Don't worry, I won't...Dad," Patch grinned.
"And I love you...Son," Lucky grinned back.
Then the two shared another dog hug with each other.
"Aw," Dot, Tanya and Amber awed.
"Isn't that wonderful, Teresa," Cynthia commented.
"Whatever," Teresa deadpanned as usual, but she actually had a grin, even enjoying this moment herself.
As soon as they all got to their homes, each of them took off their costumes where they could get to bed. Dot instantly went to bed as soon as she got to her room, too tired to even take off her costume.
"My parents called earlier," Patch warned Lucky before he went to go see Martin again, "they want to meet you. Would you like to spend the summer with me on the farm?"
"I think I can arrange that," Lucky grinned, "plus, I'd love to meet your brothers and sisters."
"Sure, just try not to be overwhelmed by how many brothers and sisters I need," Patch warned him.
"Well, at least you're on a farm now and you can roam free easier," Lucky chuckled a little.
Patch laughed a little as well with a grin. "Good night, Dad."
"Night, jocko," Lucky warned him.
Patch grinned and went back to Martin's side where they could get home.
"Ready to get home," Martin asked him.
"Uh-huh..." Patch replied tiredly.
Martin grinned and walked home with him.
Amber decided to let Tanya sleep over because her house was easier to get to and they were both extremely tired from the unforgettable Halloween they both had to share with each other. Even Martin agreed that letting Tanya sleep over at Amber's house was a nice idea. As they got home, Auntie Shrew had fallen asleep on the couch in front of the television and Basil and Mrs. Brisby had returned upstairs.
"Let's head to bed ourselves, we have been through quite a night," Martin said to his Dalmatian.
Patch nodded in agreement, letting out a heavy yawn and followed him up to the bedroom they shared. "Night..." he mumbled a little.
"Night," Martin grinned.
Patch fell right asleep in his bed.
Justin unlocked Teresa's door and allowed her to go to her room to get some sleep. "Night, Teresa..."
"Huh..." Teresa muttered, going to her room.
"Have a pleasant night," Justin grinned.
Teresa yawned heavily in response and shut her bedroom door. Justin sighed, but he decided to get himself back to the church for the remainder of the night.
Cynthia was groaning slightly, tonight really wore her out, she walked through the front door and smashed right onto the couch, not awakening her dogs. Unknown to her, a strong figure picked her up and carried her up to her room and into her bed while she was sleeping.
"What in the..." Cynthia couldn't see who it was, her eyes were too tired to open all of the road.
"It sure is grand to see you, girl, we will meet again until then, 'the Power is yours,'" the figure said before vanishing.
Cynthia was surprised, but then she grinned and knew that she would see him again. Then she grinned as she bundled down under her covers. She gave a gentle grin to her baby brother as he was sound asleep in his crib. "Night, jocko..." she whispered before falling asleep, "Happy Halloween."
This truly was going to be a Halloween none of them would ever soon forget.