The vat of toxic waste was bubbling below me as I surveyed my surroundings. Metal beams, holding up the roof that looked like it could cave at any moment, dripped with condensation from the small pools of water on the concrete floor below. There were various cardboard boxes strewn across the ground, some leaning up against giant vats. All of the vats were empty, save for one. And back to the toxic waste.

Her high heels were balancing precariously on a beam, and as she dropped one baby cat after another into the vat, she yawned.

Calico, black and white, all brown, another calico...

Being a super-beautiful, super-evil villian did have its downs. One was trying to find a cool animal sidekick. She needed one that was strong enough for her to sit on, so that it could transport her to whereever she felt like evil needed to be committed, and it also had to be obediant, just in case there was someone that needed to be taken care of.

She looked down at the toxic waste, seeing if her efforts had yielded