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One hot night, Tiana, Naveen, Louis and Charlotte were on their way to Mama Odie's boat. Tiana was now heavily pregnant and would likely be giving birth soon, but before that, they wanted to get some advice the voodoo queen. Suddenly, Louis stopped dead.

"I smell something," he said. He turned around and so did everyone else. Standing behind them, with his ever faithful shadow, was Dr. Facilier. He chuckled and walked towards the group.

"What brings y'all to this neck of the woods?" He asked. "And at this hour?" Tiana stepped forward.

"Back off Facilier," she said. "New Orleans is your town, the bayou is Mama Odie's. That's who we're here to see." He chuckled again.

"I was just askin' chere," he said. "The swamp isn't safe for a woman such as yourself. It'd be an awful shame should something happen to your kids. Y'all should be back home."

"And why are you not home?" Naveen asked. Facilier threw his head back and laughed.

"I am home," he said, gesturing to the swamp with his cane. "I may not have been born here, but this is where Odie raised me. It's as much my home as the emporium or my alley."

"Interesting," Naveen said. Before anyone could say anything else, a horrible screech filled the air.

Uh-oh.