“Regina, been dead long?” Ursula asked with a smile. If the Evil Queen was dead, she might just celebrate when she returned home. “Who offed you?”

“No one.” Regina growled. “I’m not dead.”

“More’s the pity.” Ursula scoffed. She didn’t have time for this.

“What put you in a bad mood?” Regina asked automatically.

“I haven’t had coffee this morning.” Ursula replied looking up the street. She thought she saw Cruella’s car driving through and intersection. “I’ve been jonesing for a triple espresso since I got here.”

“What brought you down here?” Regina asked knowing she was more than likely to get answers from the sea goddess than Snow would be.

“I came to visit my great-uncle.” Ursula frowned. It hadn’t been the car she’d seen.

“Who’s that?” Snow asked.

“Gods, don’t you people study history??” Ursula grumbled. “Triton, my father, is the son Poseidon. Poseidon is my grandfather, and the sea god who is brother to Hades, making him my great-uncle.” She put her middle and index fingers to her temples and started to rub in a clockwise motion. “Humans give me a headache.”

“Ok, this is more than your usual irritation with Snow. Granted I can understand…” Regina started to sympathize.

“Hey!” Snow exclaimed.

“Well, I can…” Regina shrugged. “Let’s face it your optimism can be a little annoying at times.”

“I don’t have time for the two of you.” Ursula snarled. Turning on her heel she set off down the sidewalk again scuffing the heel of her boots on the concrete as she went as well as shoving her hands inside her jeans pockets. Now she was the one who needed a drink. To Granny’s she’d go.


GRANNY’S DINER:


Inside the diner was more of the twisted dead normalcy of people eating breakfast and holding casual conversation. Behind the counter was the blind witch who was known to eat children. This place was just getting more twisted the longer she was here. Hades had truly out done himself. Ursula wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing. Going to the counter, Ursula placed her hands on the bar top. “Hey! Witch, can you tell me where Cruella De Ville is?”

“Ursula, I’m surprised to hear you down here.”

“Yeah, not dead. Looking for Cruella.” Ursula snapped. “Either you tell me or I’m leaving so I don’t have to waste my time with you, you kid killing weirdo.”

The blind witch scoffed. “She’s in the Mayor’s office.”

“Thank you…” Ursula replied sarcastically. After running into Regina and Snow White, she didn’t want to linger down here any longer than she had to. Hurrying out of the diner she went directly to the Mayor’s office. There, standing on the steps she hesitated. Her hand was shaking as she held it out intent on taking the knob. “What the hell.” She muttered pulling the door open and going inside.

Down the hall Ursula came to the door where a mirror version of Regina’s office would be. From inside she could hear light moans, and scattered bits of conversation. “Really?” Ursula groaned.