I wanna be like you by Anthony, Ursula and Uma.
Anthony: Now I'm the king of the swingers, oh the isle VIP
I've reached the top and had to stop and that's what botherin' me
I wanna be the man, cousin and stroll right into town
And be just like those other men, I'm tired of screwin' around
(He starts dancing around the room like a madman)
Anthony: Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you
I wanna walk like you, talk like you too
You'll see it's true
A guy like me
Can learn to be human too
Dizzy: okay. But I don’t understand what this has to do with me.
(Anthony stops dancing and gains a stern expression on his face)
Anthony: Now don't try to kid me, cousin, I’ll make a deal with you
What I desire is god’s blue fire to make my dream come true
So give me the secret, cousin, hey clue me what to do
Give me the power of god’s blue flower so I can be like you
(He starts dancing again)
Anthony: Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you
I wanna walk like you, talk like you too
You'll see it's true
A guy like me
Can learn to be powerful too, yeah
(Uma catch’s sight of Anthony in a mirror. He’s not Anthony)
Anthony: Now here's your part of the deal, cuz
Lay the secret on me of the god’s blue fire
(Uma bursts into the room, attacking Anthony with magic)
Uma: dadadadadadum
Anthony (flinging magic at her): doodoodoodoo
Uma: schabububum
Anthony: dedededededoodoo
Uma: medededoo
Anthony: dededoodoo
Uma: shadadoo
Anthony: schababoom
Uma: madadadaboom
(Anthony gets knocked in the head by Uma’s magic)
Anthony (except it’s Ursula’s voice coming out of his mouth): You, I wanna be like you
I wanna walk like you, talk like you too
(Ursula starts climbing out of Anthony’s mouth. Dizzy screams in horror. Uma gets in front of Dizzy to protect her)
Ursula: You'll see it's true
A witch like me
Can learn to be human too
(She jumps to the floor and Anthony’s body crumbles to dust. Uma starts wrapping Ursula up in chains)
Ursula (trying to evade the spell and failing)): Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you
I wanna walk, I wanna walk, I wanna walk and talk like you
You'll see it's true
A witch like me
Can learn to be human too
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Jordan’s deal
Literally no one asked for this, but I don’t care.
Ursula is a menace to society and loves her personal soap opera, the Hook family drama (TM). She doesn’t even mind that Uma got dragged in anymore.
And Jordan? Why, Jordan is a blogger, a reporter. She can give Ursula all the gossip she wants. It’s a match that was meant to be, really, and gods know why Jordan disagrees.
[PoV of very grumpy Jordan]
It’s midnight and Jordan’s phone is ringing. Which is weird, since she is pretty sure she put it on silent mode, well, pretty much just as she got the phone and then never turned that back on. Like, ever.
She groans and extends her arm in the vague direction of the annoying device. It doesn't stop ringing.
Bloody thing.
She mutters a string of slurry curses at it, which, weirdly enough, don’t make it shut up either. Instead, the song – wait, is that an instrumental version of Poor, Unfortunate Souls?!
…Of course it is. Of fucking course it is.
And of course it starts playing even louder.
And in hindsight, Jordan really shouldn’t have given the infamous sea witch her contact when they finalised their deal. But in Jordan’s defence, she really didn’t think Ursula knew how to use a phone.
Realising that the phone won’t shut up on its own, Jordan climbs out of her warm and comfy bed and picks up the call.
„Yeah?“ she greets unenthusiastically.
„Well, get on with it, girl!“ the sea witch’s voice does not sound like it’s coming from the phone reproductor at all. Jordan refuses to acknowledge that.
„Get on with what?“ she asks, trying to get her brain back online and running. She decides that Ursula owes her a coffee for this.
„Well, what do you think? What do I pay you for?“
„You do not pay me. You asked me for extra coverage of your daughter and, as you put it, the Hook family drama in Auradon, in exchange for advertising my channel in your restaurant.“
Which, admittedly, worked out quite well. Jordan’s subscription base receives quite steady growth due to this arrangement, whether it is because Ursula is very persuasive or because she thinks that holding her customers at knife point is fun, well, that’s not Jordan’s problem.
(Ursula disagrees. She thinks it’s fun to call at any time to share her tactics with Jordan. She was especially amused at poisoning the food of some annoying scallywags and withholding the antidote until after they subscribe. Jordan decided that this is also not her problem and deleted the record of the call from her phone. You know, plausible deniability.)
„Figures,“ the sea witch shrugs, „Now, what did I hear about my daughter and the Hook boy?“
„You need to wait and see in the morning like everybody else. It’s literally midnight.“
„Oh, I know it is midnight, dear – I have the Unhappy Hour around here, so you better hurry up!“
Jordan sights. There is no winning this one, is it.
She really needs to figure out how to block possibly magic phone calls. At least for the nights. Or forever.
„I’m waiting–“ Ursula singsongs and Jordan bites her tongue, as insulting a greek goddess is never a good idea. That much even she knows.
„You really need to stop calling Harry the Hook boy,“ she says instead.
„And why would I ever do that?“ Ursula has the freaking audacity to sound genuinely surprised, „It’s easy to remember and true. I have to use extra adjectives for the girls, would you believe that?“
„… You could use their names?“ suggests Jordan weakly.
„…Nah. Now, the Hook boy and my daughter?“
Okay, sure. This works. Jordan mentally pents up the price of this call of another coffee and a shot of rum.
„Really though, you might need to find another nickname soon,“ she says, and, yeah, her brain hasn't really caught up to her mouth yet, „Because he proposed to Uma and offered to take her name.“
„Well, what did she say?“
Suddenly, Jordan can hear a commotion through the phone, raised voices of drunk sailors admonishing each other to „shut the fuck up for once in your life“ and „Quiet or I’ll kill you right now!“
(All three Hooks and Uma are way more creative with their death threats, by the way.)
„Did you put me on speaker?“ Jordan asks in disbelief.
„Well, duh. I have a betting pool over them running. Now, what did she say? What about the ring? Did anyone die? Was there any ritual sacrifice?“
Jordan wisely decides not to comment on the sea witch’s priorities in general and the ritual sacrifice part in particular. She doesn’t want to know more.
Though, actually…
„…Wouldn’t you know it if there were a ritual sacrifice?“
„Obviously not. It would be dedicated to my daughter, wouldn’t it now?“ Ursula responds in „well, duh,“ tone and Jordan decides that she is done with the questions.
„Actually, could you do me a favour, dear?“ Ursula asks, as if she just remembered something.
„I certainly could not do you a favour, thank you for asking!“ replies Jordan with her best fake cheer voice. She shouldn’t be forced to do this in the middle of the night.
Ursula laughs and offers to help her film an exclusive tour through the port of the Isle of the Lost. Or through the back alleys of Atlantica, her choice.
That is way better.
„Well, now we are talking,“ replies Jordan, „What would you like me to do?“
„Convince the youngest Hook that ritual sacrifices are fun and awesome wedding entertainment and make it seem like it was her idea all along.“
„…Sounds fair.“ Hopefully, there will be no human sacrifice needed. But Jordan is deleting this call too, just in case.
„And by the youngest Hook you mean CJ?“ she asks, just to be sure.
„Yeah, that one.“
„Okay.“ Jordan prepares to hang up, but then she remembers one important detail – in her defence, it’s midnight, and it’s not like they knew.
„Little problem.“
„…Yeah?“ prompts the sea witch as the restaurant behind her actually stills.
„You do know that they have been legally married since they were like sixteen, right?“
…And the regulars erupt in awful noise again. Jordan’s head hurts.
„I’m just saying because apparently, they didn’t know that. But I found the paperwork, so… Well, anyway, you’ll see more in the morning. Bye!“
And Jordan hangs up before Ursula can react.
Hopefully she will get some more sleep now – especially if she leaves her phone outside of her lamp. That way, she can’t hear it ringing. Hopefully.
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