Sincirce did not move a muscle, but she continued to smile. Her smile always reminded Elise of a cat that was about to run on the counter and knock over all the dishes.

Without a word, Sincirce walked between the two conflicting parties: Bunting and that terrifying cake monster and Elise and her friends. She put her hands on her hips and swayed them back and forth, still with a catlike smile on her face.

"Vell now," Bunting said, "Are you going to 'elp me darling? Together, you can get your vengence too!"

"Mmm," Sincirce said, her hair cast over her eyes, darkening her face. "Bunting…"

Elise gulped louder than everyone. Sincirce was very scary when she was planning something.

"Bunting!" she screamed, her teeth magically turning pointy. "You are the biggest idiot in the four great oceans! Your caketastrophe ate my diamond! I'm going to be ancient!"

"Err...ahhh…." Bunting said, finally for a loss at words.

Sincirce chanted furiously. "Magic blow this cretin out of the water. Make him fly like he oughta!"

Sincirce's hand began to stretch unnaturally far back, winding up past my nose. She balled up her fist and it shot forward like a rubber band, smashing the demon chef so hard, he skyrocketed out of the boat.

"Au revoir!" Bunting cried. His voice was heard as he flew away. "Until next time, kiddies! But now, parting is such sweet sorrow."

Sincirce's magic rubberband arm pulled back inward and returned to normal. She blew some pixie dust off her hand like she had just fired a smoking gun. Archibell put his hand on Tito and smirked. "Tito, my boy. This is why you never scorn a woman with magical powers."

"Point taken…" Tito said with his mouth agape.

Everyone watched in amazement as Sincirce strutted across the floor, having rid the room of the sinister chef. Elise couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the vampire, after all, that crazy Sev woman had stolen away his true love. But it was good not to deal with his scary wrath anymore.

His cake continued to stare at Sincirce with its hollowed out eyes, waiting for her to make her move. Elise wished she'd rubberband punched the cake out the window since big manly Archie and Tito could have easily jumped Bunting, but the young girl was sure Sincirce still had some tricks up her sleeve.

"Well then…" Sincirce said, eyeing the cake. "What's everyone waiting for?! It's dessert time and we've got a big beautiful cake! Any takers?"

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Everyone who wasn't devoured by that terrifying tiramisu all stepped back. Sincirce broke into a round of belly laughs. "Why's it me who's gotta do all the dirty work? Oh wait, it's because I'm the only one here with any talent."

She reached into the top of corset and pulled out a petrified tail. "So, this is where my gator guts went. Welp, down the hatch!"

Sincirce gulped that really nasty looking gator tail. It made her tummy turn inside out just thinking about it. Elise winced over her devouring it. Slowly, her body began to turn green. The lace on her corset undid itself and her skirt split down the middle with a giant tail. Sincirce's nose stretched about ten feet and fused with her jaw, turning bright green. She had became a big green alligator in a witch's hat.

"How do I look boys?!" she grinned in a gutteral voice. "Better watch out, I'm a real maneater!"

Her beady yellow eyes looked over the cake. "And a cake eater!"

The cake squirmed backwards but magically, Sincirce's mouth expanded to the bottom of the floor and she gulped the whole thing up like a killer whale! Bits of cake and icing coated all everyone. Elise brushed it off her dress and face, but Archibell, ever the rogue took the delight in licking some up.

The cake had completely vanished from the dance floor. The Gator-Witch had gobbled it all up. But it didn't remain too long in her belly. She turned greener than she already was and spat the whole thing up.

"Pit-tooey!" the Gator-Witch witch howled. "Much like Bunting himself. This thing is elegant on the outside and disgusting on the inside!"

A pile of icing and crumbs piled high on the floor in a really gross array. People were groaning and writhing in the icing. Sincirce snapped her fingers and she returned back to her blond witchy form. She immediately ran to the pile of puke and began pulling people out of it. She grabbed Sev's groaning form by the throat and demanded manically, "Where is it?!"

"I...don't know…" the unmasked Sev said.

Elise tried to squint and discern what was behind woman's mask but Sev was too covered in icing to make it out.

Sincirce slapped her enemy, and she fell backwards into the icing.

"Mmmph mmph," Tony's voice grunted. "I got it right here, no need to be so witchy!"

"Tony!" The Lyre's crew all cried in happiness. Elise in particular was happy to see her finny friend safe and sound after being devoured.

"Fil-ayyyy!" Tony screamed as Sincirce hoisted the fishman out of the icing. Sure enough, he held the ring in his mouth. "I saved it from being digested," he said. "By da cake and by you."

There was an illuminated glint of glee in Sincirce's purple eyes. "Waddya say?!" Tony asked.

Sincirce turned bright red. She puckered her lips angrily.

"Thank….you…" Sincirce said, groveling.

"I'd alweddy ask for a kiss but you already gave me one!" Tony joked.

"Don't push your luck!" Sincirce hissed. "Now let's get outta this ridiculous plot."

A loud hee-ee-ee came from the pile of goop and Sev rose out of the icing. She had another bomb in her hand. Now that she was unmasked, her face was a pale blue and full of sharpened teeth. A short fin protruded out of the top of her head.

"Alright," she hissed. "This is the last time someone messes with a member of the Seven Deadly Fins!"