Worst: Your friend Pinky is stolen by a scheming, evil Queen and forced to entertain the Queen's friends with magic tricks.

Best: Pinky uses her magic to stun the evil Queen and escape.

Worst: The Evil Queen has a twin sister whose powers are much stronger and recaptures Pinky and all of her unicorn siblings.

Best: Pinky has friends, and a whole herd of extremely magical unicorns come to their rescue, and destroy the Evil Queens, once and for all.

Worst: When you finally get back to your beloved restaurant, it's been razed to the ground and the insurance company won't return your frantic calls.

Best: your fairy-god-mother makes you a new one

Worst: A group of desperate Nazgul with tanks destroy your new resturant! o.O

Best: Your Fairy Godmother comes back and patiently makes you a new one, which is indestructible.

Worst: Your restaurant may be indestructible to all, except for the IRS. You haven't paid any taxes the entire time you've owned the restaurant or won the lottery, so the government seizes your restaurant and everything else you own and throws you in jail!

Best: Being in jail is actually much better than your life at home, because the unicorns, Nazgul, and IRS can't come after you anymore.

Worst: the man in the next cell has managed to hide a knife from the guards and threatens to kill you

Best: You are a self-defense expert and are able to disarm the man and he becomes your new buddy.

Worst: He tries to escape prison by digging a tunnel with a spoon. You inadvertantly use the spoon to eat your gruel, leaving your DNA on the spoon. When the tunnel is found, your DNA remains on the spoon, and the guards assume that you're the one who tried to escape. They lock you in a cubicle that is two feet by two feet, and which has a leaky pipe overhead.

Best: Since the guy is your buddy, when he hears what's happening to you he comes back and confesses, and you are moved to a very comfortable cell with extra privileges.

Worst: Everyone contracts a sudden virus and dies, including the jailer, leaving you alone in your locked, albeit comfortable, cell. No one can bring you food, and no one can let you out when your sentence is over!