OH, WHAT A SHAME. / dollhousemuses:
Huey’s eyes widen as Scrooge- no.. not scrooge. It can’t be his uncle. Not the way his hold quite literally freezes Huey’s wrist.
Fear wells into his eyes as he looks to the hold on his wrist then up to his not uncle as whoever is posing as Scrooge begins to speak. Huey’s eyes grow all the wider as he listens.
As Scrooge stops his speech the coldness coming from his hand starts spreading to Huey and he starts panicking. “ No, no wait, I’m- I’m sorry, Uncle Scrooge, I won’t do it again, I’m sorry! ” He cries desperately as he tries to pull his wrist away. He reaches up, pushing against his uncle’s hold, movement turning all the more desperate as the cold climbs up his arm. “ Please, I- St-stop! ” He yells as tears start falling from his eyes.
Oh, this is CHILD'S PLAY; who would have thought it would have been so EASY to dismantle and DESTROY this so-called family? Oh, Magica almost feels bad but then she remembers: no, she doesn't. After all, this doesn't COMPARE to the family that she had lost, and it never will!
❝ Y'know, it really IS so, so devastating, ❞ she hums, a set of menacing red slits regarding Huey with a sick twist of malicious intent. There is no sympathy in Scrooge's eyes, savouring the show that transpires. Her grip tightens as Magica pulls the red-clad child close to her face. ❝ ALLLLL that time and you didn't THINK to consider there might be something wrong with dear old Scroogie -- HA! Then again, I can't really BLAME you, can I? It wouldn't nearly be this easy if he hadn't already thoughts so UGLY. ❞
❝ Funny thing is, your pitiful uncle can see and hear every word! But what's he doing? NOTHING, ❞ the words are laced with mocking venom, victorious -- and yet her grip on Huey softens, only to twist again into an iron grip. She smiles sadistically as the coldness and ooze travels at an erratic and rapid rate... ❝ Which means, I CAN DO THIS! ❞
...before throwing the child by the arm directly into her shadow FULL FORCE.