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Magica paced back and forth across her hut's flooring in a huff, her darling Ratface eyeing her from his perch as she rummaged through her cabinets of potions and spellbooks and various enchanted wands.
"Once I use this bottled potion of slumber that I managed to snag from my last encounter with VILE Scrooge Mcduck, I will become unstoppable!" Magica laughed as thunder boomed and lightning cracked from outside her window
"And soon everyone in the world will COWER BEFORE ME, MAGICA DE SPELL, THE RICHEST AND MOST POWERFUL DUCK IN THE WORLD!"
Magica pranced around with great enthusiasm as she laughed and snorted with glee, not realizing that her steps were causing the bottle to bounce near the edge of the table.
Ratface cawed out to her, "Caw Caw! (Careful, Foolish woman!)"
Magica spun around to face her familiar, fury in her eyes.
"Quite you insufferable feathered imbecile! Or I'll have you plucked and-ah!" Magica screeched as she bumped right into the table, sending the bottle to pieces on the ground.
A big cloud of smoke rised from the broken glass and filled the air, entering Magica's lungs.
"NOO! WHY YOU PESKY BIRDBRAINED DIMWIT-cough- GET BACK hEre.." Magica wheezed as she drifted off to sleep.
Ratface flew through the window into the open sky,
"(All this over some stupid dime)" he thought.