Disney's QUASIGOR Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Sarousch's Plan and A New Invention

At the castle, a man was in the shadows playing a standard dark and sinister castle tune on what appeared to be a pipe organ. When he was done playing the tune, the lights came on, which gave us a better view of the man, and the pipe organ turned out to be a piano with a neon light-decorated arch over it. The man was slender with a weak body structure, had black shoulder-length hair, a little black toupee to make the hair full and blue eyes. He wore a blue shirt with dark blue collar and cuffs, maroon stripes on his sleeves, a matching belt, purple tights, blue curly shoes, and at the moment, a black-and-white striped cape and shades similar to Elton John's. He was Sarousch, Disnaria's most famous evil scientist.

He grinned as he started playing more upbeat music, sounding like something one would hear in a variety show. The platform which Sarousch and his piano spun around to face the crowd of visiting citizens of Disnaria arriving. Above the scientist was a woman on a swing. She was a beautiful but vain brown-haired woman with blue eyes and red lipstick. She wore a necklace with a seashell in the center, a white weasel overcoat almost like Cruella DeVil's, a purple blouse with lavender lace-up corset underneath, blue dress, and black high-heeled shoes. She was Vanessa, Sarousch's girlfriend.

Announcer: And now, the master of disaster, the chief of grief, the veteran of villainy, the sahib of suffering, a man who needs no introduction but will brutally torture me if he doesn't get one...Dr. Sarousch!

The platform stopped spinning and the neon lights changed to standard color of light as Sarousch stood before the applauding guests who didn't applaud for long.

Sarousch: Oh, go on. (pauses and then frowns) Seriously, go on or I'll have you all tortured.

So the guests resumed applauding.

Sarousch: Thank you, thank you, you're all too kind...and I'm not, but all the same, I'd like to welcome you all to my pre-Evil Science Fair party. My, I see a great deal of gruesome faces in this room.

He then motioned to Vanessa, who grinned to the crowd.

Sarousch: You all know my girlfriend Vanessa. She's quite lovely, (quietly) although not as lovely as myself.

His girlfriend, not hearing the last part, slid off the swing, laughing a bit.

Sarousch: Now I know she may seem like a seductive, shallow, conniving wretch...

He tried to finish but he was stuck, so he simply shrugged.

Sarousch: That's all I got, that pretty much sums her up.

A rimshot was heard as some guests laughed while others gave deadpan faces, clearly unamused at the joke. Vanessa did not get mad at the joke/insult, because she had to keep calm at these gatherings. Another reason was because she was used to the insults, more or less. The scientist's girlfriend poured some glasses with a beverage.

Vanessa: (raises glass) A toast to the undefeated winner of the evil science fairs of Disnaria, and the greatest evil genius in the world.

Sarousch began to drink from his glass, but when royal trumpets played, he spat out his drink.

Grand Duke: Bow for King Ratcliffe!

It was then a certain current king had entered the room, with all the guests parting as he made his way.

Ratcliffe: The greatest evil genius in the world. I remember when people referred to me as that.

As Ratcliffe headed to where Sarousch was, the host gave a resentful look to the king who he did not invite.

Ratcliffe: That was back when the clouds destroyed our peaceful land of farmers, following the untimely deaths of my brother Stefan and his wife, rest their souls, and my plan to blackmail the world saved us all!

Sarousch: (chuckles) Yes, as you've told us all...

He then put his hand near his mouth, speaking to the crowd.

Sarousch: ...over and over and over.

Ratcliffe heard him though, as he rose an eyebrow.

Ratcliffe: Oh, have I now? Well, here's more to it. (to the guests) Did any of you know that years ago the original name of Sarousch's family was Vlasic?

The host's jaw dropped in shock and alarm to hear that, because he never thought the king would reveal that secret of his family.

Ratcliffe: (smirks) You'll all love this. His family...(puts hand near his mouth) were pickle makers!

The guests then started laughing.

Ratcliffe: So, care to tell us your evil invention this year, doctor? Would it be Kosher or Dill?

The guests continued laughing and chanted Ratcliffe's name, while the humiliated Sarousch gave a hateful sneer at the king.

Later, after the guests had left, Sarousch, no longer wearing his cape or shades, paced through his misty lab, ranting about Ratcliffe, with his own hunchback assistant walking behind him. He was a diminutive green-skinned hunchbacked goblin-like creature, who wore a purple hooded cloak and brown shirt. His name was Creeper, Sarousch's minion.

Sarousch: I've got half a mind to shove a pickle right where the sun don't shine!

Creeper: You mean Disnaria, master?

The irritated scientist chucked his glass at the hunchback, who yelped as he flinched, with the glass bouncing off the hunch. Sarousch continued pacing and ranting as he slammed his hands onto a pad.

Sarousch: No matter how many evil science fairs I win, I always end up having to bow down to that imbecile Ratcliffe! I will never get the respect he gets.

Vanessa: Respect? Respect isn't gonna keep me in baby seal boots.

She lifted up one of the baby seal boots she was wearing, and they actually had sad-looking baby seals' faces on them. She kissed the boot she lifted up, before putting her foot down.

Vanessa: You just need to keep winning.

Sarousch: Well that is spoken like a true worthless leach who, by the way, still hasn't helped steal the plans for this year's winning invention!

Vanessa frowned as she got up, heading to a button.

Vanessa: You know, maybe if you were a real scientist, you wouldn't need me to help you cheat every year!

She pressed the button, making the mist disappear and all the lab equipment, which turned out to be props and cutouts, descend back into their compartments. Even the dark eerie setting turned to bright, clear lights.

Vanessa: Your whole lab is fake, just like you.

Sarousch then turned to his girlfriend, cross with her.

Sarousch: And maybe I should throw you back in the gutter where I found you.

She then gave a frown, sneering at her love.

Vanessa: You're one to talk, Dr. Sar-ruse!

The fake scientist put his hand up, ready to strike her.

Vanessa: You don't have the guts!

He then smacked Creeper across the cheek, making her gasp as if he smacked her, and then she retaliated by smacking Creeper as well. Then both of them took turns at swatting the goblin-like hunchback back and forth instead of swatting themselves, and when the smacking was done, the abused hunchback moaned in pain as he collapsed to the floor. The couple, not caring for Creeper's pain, came face to face with each other, glaring, until Sarousch grabbed the brunette woman and spun her around before dipping her, as she yelped and giggled.

Vanessa: (sweet-talking) Is Daddy still mad at me?

Sarousch: (sweet-talking) No, but you and your friend Anastasia still have a little job to do.

Vanessa: Oh, but we're trying.

Sarousch: (normally) Well, try a little bit harder, because this year I won't stop at just winning the evil science fair!

He dropped her, though she chuckled anyway, as he continued to rant, with an evil grin appeared on his face.

Sarousch: Oh no, I will unleash my winning invention on the king's smug, little, fat face, and then he'll be the one groveling at my feet!

The next day, at Drakken's castle, the blue-skinned scientist looked at his invention's blueprints, while Quasimodo was carrying two boxes. Then, a woman came in, twirling as she hummed happily and held a tray with cups of hot cocoa. She was a red-haired woman with her hair tied in curls, and she wore red lipstick, a pink dress, with poofy sleeves and slip-on shoes. Her name was Anastasia Tremaine, Drakken's girlfriend and the spy of Sarousch.

Anastasia: Bibbidi-bobbidi-hi there! It's your little girlfriend, Anastasia.

Quasimodo smiled as she entered, and got in a little daze, for he liked her.

Anastasia: Here, Drakky-poo, you take a cocoa break, while I guard the plans for your new invention.

She laid down the tray near the table with his blueprints and was about to take them away when Drakken yelped in alarm, swiping his blueprints away.

Drakken: No, wait! You'll spill on my plans. (rolls them up) Anastasia, you're not careful enough! You're so sloppy sometimes.

He placed them in his desk drawer and closed it up.

Anastasia: Oh, Drakky-poo. I went to the Harms and Evil bookstore and picked up an inspirational poster.

She got out a poster, which had a demonic bat-kitten hybrid named Mr. Whiskers hanging via a rope around his neck, that hung from a tree while he gave a creepy Cheshire Cat-like grin. The poster labeled "Hang in There!" It was one of those "Hang in There" posters you usually see, only with a more horrifying twist.

Anastasia: It's a little kitten, and as a bonus, it's part bat. This is to remind you to take a little time off in your day for a little torture.

The lovestruck Quasimodo absent-mindedly dropped the box, resulting in a transducer to fall out, and that got Drakken's attention.

Drakken: My transducer!

The hunchback quickly came to his senses as he picked it up and placed it in the box. Then Drakken quickly took the kitten poster, crumpling it up and tossing it away.

Drakken: Time to go, I don't have time for cocoa or kittens! I have to work on my new invention and in secret! So, bon voyage!

He sent her spinning very swiftly, yelling, before she stopped, and then Quasimodo picked up the poster, trying to get out the wrinkles, all while Anastasia gave a stunned look to the doctor.

Anastasia: But who doesn't like tortured kittens? I know another kingdom, Warnerstock, who relies on tormenting felines for entertainment, especially since they have a little yellow bird serving as their dictator.

Quasimodo: (shyly) I-I-I like kittens.

The red-haired woman only frowned as she snatched the poster away.

Anastasia: Well I don't like dirty little hunch people!

She then went out the door, unhappy that she failed to steal the plans.

Anastasia: Great. Sarousch is gonna kill me.

Quasimodo, not hearing what she said as she left, sighed, while Drakken opened the box, finding two transducers.

Drakken: And why are there two transducers?

Quasimodo turned around nervously.

Quasimodo: (talking with a slur) Massster, the 21-gigawat transdeuccer might be sssomewhat...sssafer, I think.

Drakken: Think?! Hunchbacks don't think!

He chucked the transducer with more gigawats at his minion, before heading to the invention behind the tarp, plugging it in.

Drakken: I'm using the 16-gigawat, you twit! (comes out) Now get over there, and as always, pull the switch!

Quasimodo went over to the switch, but stopped, having a bad feeling about what will happen with the 16-gigawat transducer installed. Drakken waited for him to pull the switch.

Drakken: Well, while we're young here!

Quasimodo: (quickly) Yesss, massster!

He pulled the switch, activating the machine once more, and green bolts of electricity reappeared on all the gears, and the invention was powering up again, with blue rings of electricity and panels circling like mad again.

Drakken: (gleefully) Yes! Yeeessss!! (throws fists in the air excitedly) Ah ha ha ha ha ha! I told you the 16-gigawat would work, you hunchback!

He removed the tarp, revealing his invention, which resembled a rocket.

Drakken: Behold, my rocket ship! I designed it to stream through the world, unleashing pain and misery on everyone! (looks up to the sky) I thought of you as its inspiration, mother.

He laughed wickedly, but then the hunchback saw the controls malfunction again and the lights light up like mad. He also saw the electricity around the machine begin to vibrate. Quasimodo knew this was not a good sign, but Drakken was too proud to notice or care. He opened the door and stepped inside the rocket.

Drakken: Now let's take the old cow for a test run!

Quasimodo: (alarmed) Massster, wait! The rocket is going to--

But then, the entire invention exploded, sending smoke everywhere. Once the smoke cleared, Quasimodo stood, flinching as he peeked to see Drakken's robot arm flying through the air and crashing down at his feet. He then saw his master, all blackened and frozen in that position, with the spot where his robot arm was bare. Quasimodo grabbed the robot arm, and went to reattach it to his master, but when he poked the body with the fake arm, the skin and clothing disintegrated off his body into a pile of ash, leaving nothing but Drakken's skeleton which stood only for a bit before collapsing to the ground. Quasimodo screamed at this in panic, dropping the fake arm.

Quasimodo: (normally) Uh, yeah, that's what it'll do.

At this time, Randall, B.E.N., and the gargoyles came out of hiding.

Randall: Finally, now I can throw out that rug in the foyer! That thing is hideous!

The group paused with the hunchback giving the reptile an awkward look.

Randall: Well we were all thinking it, I just admitted it.

Victor: It is quite ugly.

They then heard loud knocking at the door, worrying the hunchback.

Quasimodo: (worried) Oh no! Who's that? What am I gonna do?

Randall: Relax, this is Drakken's castle, and he doesn't have to open up for anyone.

The loud knock was heard again, but this time, it came with a guard's voice.

Guard's Voice: Open for the king!

Randall: Except for the king.

B.E.N.: (panicky) Oh my god, oh my god, what do we do?!

He ran off to hide, while the gargoyles hopped off, while carrying the skull and bones away to stash them.

Laverne: For one thing, we gotta stash the skeleton!

Hugo: Well, it's been nice working with ya, Quasi.

The reptile monster grabbed the arm, throwing it up in the air, slithering off to hide.

Randall: Just tell him the truth, and when he kills us, I'll come back and give you a nice good funeral.

He then used his disappearing abilities while Quasimodo caught the arm.

Quasimodo: The truth! Yeah, that's good, the truth. That's what I'll do. Maybe he'll give me a lighter sentence. That can be done even in an evil kingdom.

When a guard slammed the door open, letting himself and Ratcliffe in, as B.E.N. posed as a broken-down robot and the gargoyles stood frozen like ordinary gargoyles. Ratcliffe went inside, holding his arms out, grinning like a friend.

Ratcliffe: (happily) Drakken! Drakky, my boy. Your king has come to talk to you about an important matter.

However, he got no response as he passed Quasimodo, who hid the robot arm behind his back.

Ratcliffe: Where's Drakky?

Quasimodo: (talking with a slur) Your highnesss, he'sss...gone.

Ratcliffe: Curses! I need to see his invention. (pacing around the room) Sarousch is getting too popular. People might want to make HIM king. That is why, this year, someone must produce an invention more evil than his.

Hearing that, Quasimodo brightened up with a smile, realizing this is his big chance.

Ratcliffe: Someone who can snatch Sarousch's number one position and shove his face in number two!

The gargoyles and B.E.N. briefly moved a bit while Ratcliffe wasn't looking as they and Randall, whose eyes and mouth were visible only, as the five looked disgusted at what Ratcliffe said.

Quasimodo: Your highnesss, I think you should know that...(tosses arm away) Dr. Drakken's creating life!

The king turned around, facing the hunchback.

Ratcliffe: Did you say "life"?

Quasimodo: Yesss, thinking, talking and breathing life that can destroy freely all on its own.

Ratcliffe grabbed the hunchback.

Ratcliffe: No one's ever been able to create life!

He tossed the yelping hunchback up into the air, before catching him, holding him upside down.

Ratcliffe: I mean, sure, they've mutilated life, terminated life, mutated life, ended life, and (hits Quasimodo's head against the floor) blasted life into a thousand minuscule pieces, but CREATED life?!

He brought the hunchback to the level of his face.

Ratcliffe: A weapon like that would be the greatest invention of all time.

Quasimodo: (hopefully) And itsss inventor the greatest evil scientissst of all time too?

Ratcliffe: (drops him) Of course! It's what I have been waiting for.

Quasimodo's friends gave concerned looks to each other, as Ratcliffe went to the hunchback lying on the floor.

Ratcliffe: And it's your job to make sure nothing happens to Drakken, or (points to chute) I'll throw you in the hunchback recycling plant, and use your hunch as a footstool!

Quasimodo looked worried.

Quasimodo: What if any injury or death that happens to him is an accident?

Ratcliffe: Accident? You know the law, the term 'accident' does not apply to hunchbacks.

He then started literally walking over him, not caring at all as he began to take his leave.

Ratcliffe: Oh, this is big. Sarousch's winning streak is over. (to the guards) Come along, men. Let's go kick the elderlies.

He laughed evilly as he and the guards left, closing the door. When Quasimodo got back up, straightening his back, Randall reappeared, smacking him.

Quasimodo: Ow!! (annoyed) What is wrong with you?!

Randall: That's for having a death wish! That's my thing.

Victor: Why don't you just use your disappearing abilities like you did when hiding from that ghastly king of ours?

Randall: Obviously, yes, but unfortunately, someone stupidly finds a way to find me and I can't fully disappear aka not exist, nimrod!

Quasimodo: Randall, I am not going to die!

He then pulled the hanging chain, which pulled him all the way up to the balcony window and ran towards it in ecstasy.

Quasimodo: For the first time ever, (jumps in the air) I'M GONNA LIVE!

He raised a fist in triumph, as a lightning bolt shot its way through the window, and zapped Randall, making him scream in pain, before he fell to the floor, barbecued. The robot and gargoyles wondered if the lightning killed him, but he still spoke.

Randall: Nope. Still breathing, regrettably.

(End of Chapter 2)

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In the next chapter, Quasimodo and his friends create his invention that he told was Drakken's life. They create a huge female monster, but to their surprise, she acts not like what they expected, all because her evil bone's not activated. Also, Sarousch and his group find out Quasimodo's secret.

Harmes and Evil is a pun of the bookstore name, Barnes and Noble. I thought I'd throw in there for fun.

To anyone who doesn't know, Vlasic is the name of the real life pickle company that's been around for years and had a stork for a mascot, whose name I never found out. If a Disney film can use a chocolate film company mention like Nesquick, then why not a pickle company like Vlasic?

Something Anastasia said about another kingdom, Warnerstock, liking tortured kittens with a canary for a dictator is a joke on how Warner Bros likes tormenting felines in their cartoons and prefers Tweety over them. It's also a joke at Disney's long-time rivalry with Warner Bros.

If anyone has any suggestions for stuff that should happen in the story, let me know.