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[A very jarring and dizzying image, as Yzma's pretty much marching around the hallways with recording device in hand, making wide broad hand gestures]
Aha! Kronk look! Looooook! We're back at the p....the...the place! The place! We're home, now I can rule the empi-
[And she comes to a full stop, deadpanning.]
Wait.
No! No, it can't be! Dratted mansion! This is all your fault, Kuzco, if you hadn't been so heartless as to fire me from the beginning, we'd have never wound up in this....this cross-dimensional madhouse!
Well no matter. If it looks like the...errghhh.....(its at the tip of my tongue!) the royal...thingy, then there's got to be a throne somewhere! And before anyone else contests it Kronk, we are going to find it! And I am going to claim it! AHAHAHHAHAHHA!
...And we'll probably have to get rid of that dratted whiny Llama still trotting around somewhere, just to be sure.
But this time! This time there will be no margin of error, ahaha- No! I'll finish him clear off the face of this blasted Wonder-map!
Of course, the golden question is how. How, when killing him is only satisfying for so long, and temporary, (and the last time I checked, the swimming pool lacked a school of piranhas AND the forest houses no pack of wild half-starved panthers)
But oh, the possibilities to make him miserable! Laxatives? Nahhhh, been done. Parasites? Too likely to spread to innocent parties. Multilation? Humiliation?
...I need some time to think.
Over a steaming, black cup of coffee.
Aha! Kronk look! Looooook! We're back at the p....the...the place! The place! We're home, now I can rule the empi-
[And she comes to a full stop, deadpanning.]
Wait.
No! No, it can't be! Dratted mansion! This is all your fault, Kuzco, if you hadn't been so heartless as to fire me from the beginning, we'd have never wound up in this....this cross-dimensional madhouse!
Well no matter. If it looks like the...errghhh.....(its at the tip of my tongue!) the royal...thingy, then there's got to be a throne somewhere! And before anyone else contests it Kronk, we are going to find it! And I am going to claim it! AHAHAHHAHAHHA!
...And we'll probably have to get rid of that dratted whiny Llama still trotting around somewhere, just to be sure.
But this time! This time there will be no margin of error, ahaha- No! I'll finish him clear off the face of this blasted Wonder-map!
Of course, the golden question is how. How, when killing him is only satisfying for so long, and temporary, (and the last time I checked, the swimming pool lacked a school of piranhas AND the forest houses no pack of wild half-starved panthers)
But oh, the possibilities to make him miserable! Laxatives? Nahhhh, been done. Parasites? Too likely to spread to innocent parties. Multilation? Humiliation?
...I need some time to think.
Over a steaming, black cup of coffee.