Warning: This is when the fan fic becomes high PG.


Like Eric, everybody else went to sleep. However, there is one person that did not go to bed.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRGH! I can't believe this!" A deep female voice screeched. Ursula came accueil late at midnight, stomping inside her house.

"What is, Ursula?" A young whispery male voice asked. His name is Flotsam. He was a lanky man around 29 with dark blonde hair, and dressed up in all green. Another guy, standing suivant to him, is his brother, Jetsam, who is also tall and lanky and dressed up in green clothing, only with dark brown hair.

"My attempt of seducing Eric for his money, has once again, failed," a dit Ursula, who unsuccessfully, tried to be calm. Flotsam and Jetsam both looked at her with sympathy. They knew that this wasn't the first time that Ursula tried to seduce Eric for his money and it won't be the last. Ursula did not have a jour off from work. Actually, two months ago, she Lost her job due the economic recession. She, immediately, went out looking for a new job, back then, but couldn't find one that was in need of employment. When she gave up searching for a job, she had gone to ask Eric to lend her some money. Eric had refused and despite Ursula's pleas, he still a dit no. Eric is completely clueless about Ursula being jobless. Ursula couldn't tell Eric that she Lost her job because it would be embarrassing. It also would not persuade Eric further to lend her cash. A two weeks ago, she had decided to take drastic measures par seducing Eric for his money.

Flashback

Ursula came accueil one afternoon feeling very upset, Eric won't lend her money, again.

"How could Eric do this to me! I'm his mother-in-law for crying out loud!"

'Give me money,' I said.

'No, why do toi need it for?' he said. 'You have a job,'

'I just need some more,' I said.

'Well, I'm not giving any dough to you,' he said.

"OH Bah! In my day, youngsters would never hesitate to lend their elders a buck ou two. Nobody seems to respect their elders anymore. What has this country come to?" Ursula ranted. She walked around in her dark gray living room pondering what to do.

"I'm very stressed out. I will take a nap,"

Flotsam and Jetsam had come accueil later that jour and comforted her par feeding her a bowl of chicken soup.

For the suivant three days, Ursula relaxed herself par watching her favori romantic comedies. Then on the fourth jour of the week, Ursula watched a movie that told about how a man's old girlfriend seduced him for his money.

'She took his money par seducing him, eh?' She thought to herself. The suivant day, she dressed up in a very tight and revealing red dress, put some red lipstick on, and strolled down to Eric's mansion. She knocked on the door.

Eric opened it and was very surprised to see her there. Studying Ursula, saying that she is very ugly would be an understatement.

"Uh…hi…Ursula," a dit Eric, trying to be polite.

"What? Aren't toi going to invite me, in?" a dit Ursula, battling her eyelashes at him. Eric looked taken back but allowed her in.

"You can't stay here for too long because I have to pick up Melody in thirty minutes," a dit Eric, as he closed the door.

"From school?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm picking her up early, because I'm transferring her to another school," Eric explained. Recently, Melody had been constantly bullied par her peers for some strange reason. He didn't know but he thinks it has something to do with about Melody being motherless.

"Oh, not to..worry," a dit Ursula. She stepped closer to him and fiddled with his collar. Eric's eyes went wide. What in the world is going on here? What is she doing? What does she want? Ursula rubbed his shoulders and moved to his lower back.

"We can just talk, for a while," she a dit as she moved her hands down to his jean pocket. Eric looked as if he had seen a ghost and quickly moved away from her.

"Um, I got to go!" He a dit very fast and grabbed his jacket.

"WHAT!" Ursula yelled, very nastily.

"Sorry, Ursula, but I have no time. Maybe some other time, okay?" Eric explained. He was trying to be polite, but toi could tell there was fear and disgust in his eyes. He dashed out of the door.

"But toi said-"

Ursula was interrupted par a door slam. Ursula clenched her fists, narrowed her eyes, and growled like a lion. There goes his money. She left the mansion via the backdoor.

That same episode happened again, at the park, only to have Eric run off, saying something about being late for his so-called meeting. She stomped over to her canapé and plopped down on it. Flotsam and Jetsam went over to massage her shoulders for comfort.

"There has got to be another way to take his money. It has become too hard to seduce him for it. If toi two can brainstorm, that would be a big help," she explained sourly.

"Poison?" Flotsam suggested.

"Sure…," a dit Jetsam.

"Blackmail?"

"Or…,"

"Marriage?"

"Maybe-"Jetsam added.

"Wait!" Ursula Interrupted as she snapped her fingers. "Why didn't we think of it before?"

"You think it will work?" Flotsam asked.

"Of course, toi fool! This is too easy!" Ursula clasped her hands, together and smiled very evilly. "I will get him drunk and marry him! Once I do, then we will kill him in his sleep, and take his money for good! Ahahaha! Spectacular! Spectacular!" She cackled.

"But how rich is he? Eric is not as rich as Bill Gates," a dit Flotsam.

"However he is richer than us," a dit Ursula. "Besides, he has a trust fund," she added in a sing-song voice.

"Really?" the two men asked.

"Yes, it used to be Vanessa's, but now that she has "kicked the bucket," we can have it after the wedding!" Ursula answered.

"But that trust fund belongs to Melody once she comes of an age!" a dit Flotsam, protested. He received a bonk on the head from Ursula.

"Not if the kid also stays alive!" a dit Ursula. She and two men both let out an evil laughter throughout the house.