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She was a rat again.
Staring at her curved reflection in the oversized beaker resting on the lab table, Amy Madison savagely ground her long buck teeth together. This caused her whiskered muzzle to quiver, with angry red eyes glaring over the pointy nose she now possessed once more. Right at this moment, Amy was quite willing to throw the biggest tantrum of her entire life. Except, the young witch who’d undergone yet another transformation from her human form into a loathed rodent body knew how totally ridiculous she’d look doing that. There was absolutely no way an enraged ball of white fur jumping up and down on her four paws, naked tail angrily lashing, and chittering, high-pitched cries of pure fury would appear as anything other than entertainingly ludicrous to any potential witnesses.
Barely suppressing the irate impulse to just cut loose anyway, Amy took several deep breaths. Somewhat under control, she bitterly realized the loophole in the wish sworn against her most hated enemies must’ve been found and used by Buffy Summers, Rupert Giles, Xander Harris, and Willow Rosenberg. Back when the vengeance demon she’d summoned told her that those utterly detested people couldn’t be directly harmed by any possible wish as per D’Hoffryn’s explicit orders, Amy then sullenly agreed to what she could get. Putting the Scoobies into a truly humiliating situation somewhere off in another dimension was easy enough, but nobody could prevent those former Boca del Infierno residents from possibly escaping their bizarre circumstances sooner or later.
Fine, Amy would settle for turning those jerks into mice and sending these new little specimens of the Rodentia order into exile as far, far away as possible. With any luck, her past Sunnydale acquaintances would stay there in their animal forms for a very long time. Maybe even for as many years as Amy herself had suffered through this while despising every second of it.
Things obviously hadn’t worked out as expected, given her abrupt all-over alteration a mere few weeks after formally requesting the wish. By some unknown means, those hateful adversaries had surely regained their normal bodies and come back here faster than Amy ever expected. Making it even worse was that Willow and the rest didn’t bother to directly confront her face-to-face for all the trouble she’d hopefully put them through, at the very least. Rather, the Red Witch must’ve thought it amusing to simply enchant Amy into a rat for the second or third or however many times it’d been!
Amy bared her large front teeth in a vicious snarl at the glassware’s reflection. Little Miss-High-And-Mighty Rosenberg might be more powerful than herself or any other witch on the whole planet, but this didn’t mean the redhead could keep from making mistakes. Like the one that little bitch had just done to cause serious complications for both her and every single one of Willow’s friends.
It’d occurred to her right in the middle of speaking the wish, but Amy prudently managed to append her expressed desire in case something like this indeed happened. Should Amy ever again become such an abhorred beast as she now was by Willow’s retaliation, the wish would then redirect itself again in turn at the Scoobies. They’d
also return to their previous four-legged, whiskered, fuzzy appearances. There was an additional fiendish twist: these same mice would be sent again to other dimensions, but completely at random and not the same ones. Wherever they landed, Willow, Giles, Xander, and Buffy would be on their own.
The white rat on the lab table wickedly sniggered out loud. That delightful prospect alone for her enemies almost made it all worthwhile. In a much better mood, Amy glanced around. She didn’t recognize this place, but no matter. Find somewhere private, check to see if there were any limits on her magic, and then figure out how to change back--
“Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?”
“The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the-- On second thought, never mind. Helloooo there, young lady!”
The human magically trapped inside a female rodent’s body felt her blood freeze to the very last drop in sudden shock. That last exceedingly familiar voice coming from behind had altered in mid-sentence from pompous scheming into a much more disquieting tone of smarmy welcome.
Warily turning around on her petite feet, Amy gaped in real dread at the two small individuals standing a few paces away and beadily eyeing the transformed human in turn. They were also white rodents like Amy was now, but this seemed to be the only similarity evident at first glance.
The mouse on the left was very skinny, taller than his companion, and currently possessing an extremely goofy grin on this animal’s face. On the right, that specific mouse’s most distinguishing feature was a massive cranium clearly making up a good portion of his body weight.
Amy recognized them right away.
She started to sidle backwards, all while the witch mentally cursed a certain Scooby with the foulest obscenities which came to mind. It wasn’t enough for Willow Rosenberg to change Amy into a rat again. Oh, no. The Red Witch had to have even more fun by dumping her into the ‘90’s television cartoon show known as Pinky and the Brain
with its labeled animated rodent characters. Both of these genetically enhanced laboratory mice were also incompetent, preposterous, would-be conquerors of the world!Someone
was sending a message to Amy Madison.
Author’s Note: Pinky and the Brain
was created in 1993 as a recurring segment on Animaniacs
and then became a spin-off on their own show from 1995 to 1998 on the WB Television Network, all due to Amblin Entertainment and Warner Bros. Television. Narf!