Little Orphan Leela

Chapter 1

Ten-year old Turanga Leela sighed as she looked out of the window down below of Vicky's Orphanage for Girls. Excited kids had ran out of the school building earlier one final time until September. She wished she could be happy as those kids, but she couldn't, not when you are a girl in this orphanage.

She then heard crying. She looked and saw that it was Suzy Johnson, whom had awoken from her slumber. She had a Ducky Momo plush clutched in her hand. Leela got down from the window ledge, and went to comfort the girl. She sat by her on her bed.

"You had that nightmare again?" She wanted to know, Suzy nodded.

"I want my mommy, Leela." Suzy said.

"Well, you can't!" Louise Belcher said, jumping off her bed. "You know why? Because she's de…"

"Louise!" Tiff scolded her.

"I know you want your mommy." Leela told Suzy. "We all want our moms, but that can't happen, not for you anyways. Sorry, that was mean." Louise groaned.

"Don't you get it Leela? You don't have a mom or dad, none of us do! That's why we're in an orphanage!" And anyway, sorry to say, but don't you think it's your one-eye's the reason why you're here too?"

"Louise!" Tiff scolded again. Leela got off of the bed.

"I do have a mom and dad and they love me just the same one-eye or no one-eye. We all do!" She clutched the half-locket around her neck. "My parents left this with me, and they have the other half. They promised that they'll be back for me, and I trust that promise."

"Can you read the note for me again, Leela?" Suzy asked. Leela nodded. Louise groaned loudly as Leela went to get the note from her parents on her nightstand. She went back and plopped up next to Suzy on her bed. Little Suzy's bed was surrounded by girls, eager to hear what they already knew. Even Louise went by the bed to listen. Leela opened the letter and cleared her throat.

"'Our dear little Leela,'." Leela began. "We both love you very much. Unfortunatly, we must leave you here in this orphanage in the care of Vicky for the time being. Don't worry though, when the time is right, we'll come back for you. We'll be together again. With love, Mom and Dad.'"

"But that was ten years ago!" Louise complained. "And they're still not here. I hate to say it, but I'm certain they're dea…"

"No!" Mabel Pines shouted. "Don't say the gosh awful D word."

"Leela?" Suzy questioned. "Do you think you'll be together with your family again and be happy? Do you think we all will find loving families and be happy?"

"You just have to have hope, Suzy."

"But we tried that, and it's not working."

"You have to keep having hope." And with that, Leela started singing.

"We can't lose hope," She began.

"So, don't you mope.

Right now things seem impossible

But I promise you, they are indeed possible!

Someday, we'll find loving families that are yours and mine.

Everything's going to turn out fine.

Every kid deserves a home.

A place to call their own.

A loving mom and dad.

So life for us will stop being bad.

So, don't you fear.

Don't you shed a tear.

Don't you mope.

For we can't lose hooooope." Leela's singing was interrupted by Vicky who had just opened the door. All girls gasped and looked up at her.

"I thought I told you female twerps to go to bed." She said. The girls hesitated. "NOW!" The girls quickly jumped into their beds.

"WE LOVE YOU, VICKY!" They all chorused.

"Yeah, yeah!" She turned off the lights and shut the door.

"We can't lose hooooooope." Leela sang one last time before she shut off her lamp, and went to sleep.

"RISE AND SHINE, TWERPS!" Vicky yelled the next morning in the girls' room. Each girl woke up and went out of their beds.

"You all have to mop and clean the floor until I see myself." The girls all groaned as Vicky put down the cleaning supplies. "What?!"

"WE LOVE YOU, VICKY!" The girls chanted. Vicky left and closed the door. Each girl got to work.

"It's a hard-knock life for us." Blythe Baxter said.

"You can say that again." Lisa Simpson agreed. And with that, while they all worked, all of the girls started to sing.

"It's a hard life for us!" They began.

"It's a hard life for us!

We can't do things we want to

'Cause of all the things she orders us to do

Unlike most kids, we don't get to enjoy summer

Living in here is a major bummer

Life for us here is a bust

It's a hard life for us

We don't get to sleep in late

We're living a life that you'll hate

When you're stuck with Vicky all day

You never get to play

We're like that German fish

Never getting our wish

"Santa Klaus, we never get to see." Suzy sang.

"I think you mean Santa Claus." Leela sang.

"Oh, yeah!" Suzy remembered with a nod. "Who's he?" Leela shrugged.

"It's a hard life!" The girls sang. Lisa picked up her saxophone and blew into it, playing the blues.

"It's a hard life.

IT'S A HARD LIFE FOR US!" Lisa put her saxophone away when they were done with the song. Mabel pretended to be Vicky.

"'You all have to mop and clean the floor until I see myself!'" Mabel mimicked. All the girls laughed at that. Leela was thinking about something.

"I'm going to run away." She announced. The girls stopped laughing and looked at her.

"Are you insane?!" Louise demanded to know. "You can't! You'll get caught and Vicky will kill you."

"I'm not afraid of her." Leela said.

"You'll get caught." Mabel put in. Leela shook her head.

"Not if I'm really sneaky about it, and I have a plan of exactly how I'm going to do it. Listen closely." The girls all leaned in as Leela whispered to them her plan.

"Well, if you're sure if you can do this." Lisa said when Leela was done. "We won't stop you."

"Where will you go?" Mabel questioned. Leela shrugged.

"Don't know." She admitted. "But once I find my mom and dad, I'll inform them of you guys, and each of you will get adopted." The girls cheered.

"What about the police?" Suzy wanted to know.

"We're kids." Louise answered her. "They won't believe her."

"Why?"

"Because they'll think that she's just making up stories because that's what adults think what we kids are good for."

"Hey, Louise?" Blythe asked her. "Why must you always rain on our parades?"

"Well, I hate to be a Debbie Downer all the time." Louise said. "But, I can't help it. Someone has to do it."

"Well, I think Leela's plan will work." Lisa said.

"Yeah!" All of the girls, but Tiff, agreed. Tiff folded her hands across her chest.

"Well, I don't like it." She said.

"Tiff, why are you a party pooper?" Mabel questioned her. "You're a kid like all of us. Don't act like such an adult."

"It's a little mean, even if Vicky deserves it. I won't be a part of it."

"Okay, you don't know what you're missing though." She and the other girls giggled about Leela's idea.

"ARE YOU GIRLS WORKING?!" Vicky shouted from downstairs. Each girl resumed on working.

The doorbell rang. Vicky answered it. It was Phillip J. Fry. He carried three pizza boxes, one on top of the other.

"Yeah?" Vicky asked. "What do you want?"

"You ordered three pizzas, right?" Vicky looked at the boxes, then back at Fry.

"I didn't order any pizzas." Fry was shocked.

"You didn't? This is Vicky's Orphanage for Girls, isn't it?" Leela sneakily left the orphanage and went off.

"Yeah it is, but I didn't order any pizzas."

"Well, according to my chart in my car you did."

"Well, your chart is wrong; I didn't order anything." Fry scratched his head.

"I don't get it. If you didn't order any pizzas, then who did?" Vicky was now mad.

"Look bucko, I don't know. Why don't you leave and fig…" Louise's eyes widened as she saw the pizzas. She ran to the door.

"Oh great, the pizzas are here." Fry gave the girl the pizzas. "Thanks." She then left. Fry gestured for Vicky to give her money. Vicky didn't get it.

"Huh?" She wanted to know.

"I need $18, lady." Vicky groaned loudly and paid the pizza boy. She then shut the door. Fry went to his car.

In their room, each girl high-fived each other, each holding a pizza slice, except Tiff.

"I can't believe that worked!" Mabel said, taking a bite.

"Yeah!" Louise added, also taking a bite. "Vicky had no idea that it was us who ordered the pizzas."

"And best yet," Suzy put in. "Leela escaped and we get pizza because of it."

"I wonder how Leela's doing out there." Lisa said. Louise turned to Tiff and offered her a piece. "You sure you don't want one?"

"No." Tiff replied.

"Aw, come on! You must admit it was kind of funny." Tiff smiled.

"Yeah." Tiff agreed. "It was a little funny." Vicky then came in. All the girls turned to her.

"Uh, oh!" Suzy said. Vicky marched in, swiping the pizzas away, ignoring the kids' disappointed cries.

"Where's Leela?!" Vicky wanted to know. None of the girls answered, so she tried again. "Where's Leela? This isn't funny! Where's Leela?" Louise couldn't hold in her laughter.

"She ran away!" Louise answered.

"What?" Mabel snickered too.

"Leela ordered the pizzas for us," Mabel put in. "and she ran away. You didn't even realize it!"

"Well, that won't do! Ugh; I'll call the police, and once she's found, she's going to get it!" She stormed out of the room. The girls knew this was bad, but they all just laughed and laughed.

Leela walked the New New York sidewalks and streets (careful for cars). She was hungry. She walked into a marketplace, she grew jealous of the many foods and the smells.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She was a little girl; she had to eat! When the owner wasn't looking, she took a loaf of bread off a table of breads, and ran off without anyone watching. She knew it was wrong to steal, but what can you do if you don't have any money? She sat down on a stoop, unwrapped the food, and took a bite.

When she was done, she threw away the wrapper in the garbage can. She was about to leave when she heard shouts. She then saw a white blur run pass her, and shrill frantic yips. She saw Nelson Muntz, Buford Van Stomm, and Francis run passed.

"GET THAT DOG!" Nelson yelled. He and the boys ran after the 'dog.'

Uh-no! Leela thought to herself and ran after the boys. "WAIT; STOP; DON'T HURT IT!"

Leela gasped as the boys brought out slingshots and fired pebbles from the street, and fired at the dog, who was Sir. Yipsalot.

They ran to a dead end. The dog looked at the boys and whimpered and shivered in fright. The bullies laughed.

"HA-HA, nowhere to run dumb mutt." Nelson said.

"Easy target." Buford added. The boys got ready to fire their slingshots when Leela ran in the way.

"Hey!" Francis complained. "You're ruining our fun!"

"Don't you have any shame?" Leela asked them. "Harassing an innocent little animal? What did the dog ever do to you?"

"Get out of here!" Nelson said. "Or do you want to be shot at?"

"No." Leela answered firmly. She snatched the three slingshots and threw them on the ground.

"Hey!" All of the bullies said at once. They all went to get their slingshots.

"You better get out of here." Leela told them.

"Yeah?" Nelson challenged. "Or what?! You'll tell our Moms? Ha-ha; I don't think so." He looked at the others. "Come on, boys; this one-eyed freak is not worth it. Let's enjoy our first day of summer somewhere else." The boys agreed, and all went off. Leela turned to the dog.

"You okay?" She asked. Sir Yipsalot yipped as if to answer her question. Leela looked at the furry animal up and down. "Well, you don't look hurt. I can't believe those boys would bully a sweet innocent dog. I guess, they're all excited that their schools' let out for the summer, but still, that's no excuse! Well, I better be going. Bye!" She then began to leave. Sir Yipsalot followed. Leela sensed this and turned around.

"Why are you following me, dog? Go home; get out of here!" Sir. Yipsalot yipped, wagging his tail. "Don't you have a family?" Sir Yipsalot went to her and Leela bent down and petted him. She didn't see a collar or a dog tag. "I don't see your license, but why on Earth do you have a crown?" The dog yipped and licked Leela's face all over. Leela laughed, forgetting the crown. Leela then frowned.

"I have a mom and dad, but they promised me we'll be together again when they had to leave me when I was a baby, but that was ten years ago, and still, I wait for them. As the days go by, you'd think I'd lost hope by now, but I didn't. Tomorrow's another day and it's a day away." Leela then began to sing as she petted the dog.

"Tomorrow the sun is going to shine." She began.

"Tomorrow will be our time.

Soon we will be with my family,

And then we'll all live in harmony

Tomorrow's another day.

It's only a day away!" Leela stood up and walked onwards. Sir Yipsalot followed.

Tomorrow instead of emotional harms, we'll be in loving arms.

I love tomorrow.

It's only and will always be a day away!

Tomorrow we'll forget the cobwebs and the sorrow."

Because it will be tomorrow.

Tomorrow I'll forget my fears.

I'll dry all of my tears.

I feel tomorrow will be our day.

Tomorrow's another daaaaaaaaaaaay!" She sighed after her song. "It'll get

better. It just has to!" Leela then heard and saw a truck come up. It stopped, and out

stepped Olaf Hugglesbjork with a net. Sir Yipsalot yipped.

"I finally found you, doggie." He said. He swung his net. Sir Yipsalot started

running. "Come back, doggie; I'm not going to hurt you." Olaf chased after him,

swinging the net.

"Oh, please!" Leela begged. "Don't bring this dog to the pound."

"I have to, kid." Olaf told her. "This dog's a stray. I've been trying to get it, and

now here's my chance! I know I sound like I'm the bad guy here, but I'm really nice.

I'm just doing my job."

"You can't!"

"Why not?" Leela looked at the running dog, then back at the running Olaf. "He

belongs to me."

Olaf couldn't believe it. He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. Sir Yipsalot

stopped and looked at her as well.

"You're his owner?" Leela nodded. Olaf thought about this. "What's his name?

"What?"

"What's his name?"

"His name?" Leela gulped. She hoped he wouldn't ask him that. Now, she had to

think of a name for him on the spot! She then had it.

"Sir Yipsalot." Olaf arched his eyebrows.

"Sir Yipsalot?" Leela nodded.

"Yep! I named him that because he yips…a lot. And he's a sir because he's a boy."

"Clever name." Leela smiled.

"Thanks." Olaf looked at the girl again who picked up the dog, and held him.

"I'll let this slide this time, but when I see Sir Yipsalot without you again, I'm

afraid I'll have to take him in."

"I understand."

"Good." He then went into his truck and drove off. Leela too went off.

"Hey, little girl." Officer Jenny said when Leela went passed her. "We're looking

for you." Leela froze. She was busted and they were going to give her back to Vicky. She began to run. "Hey!" Officer Jenny talked into her walkie-talkie that she got from her pocket. "I've found Leela, and she's running off again. Over!" Jenny put the walkie-talkie back into her pocket and ran after Leela. "Little girl; I'm not going to hurt you. Little girl, Leela!"

Leela ran and ran until she was captured by Chief Bookem. She screamed and kicked frantically as Bookem carried her away. Sir Yipsalot barked and barked.

"LET ME GO; LET ME GO!" Leela screamed. Chase McCain came up next to them.

"I'll carry the dog." He offered. He went to grab the dog, but the dog growled, and tried to bite his hand off (which probably would come of because the cop was made out of Lego bricks). Chase then managed to take him and he and Bookem met Jenny at the police cars and her motorcycle.

"Can I help you?" Vicky asked Chief Bookem when she opened the front door of the orphanage. She had eaten all of the pizza, and was sick to her stomach. She vowed never to eat pizza again.

"We found the girl." He answered. Officer Jenny stepped out of the car then with Leela. Vicky bent down.

"Oh, thank goodness you're home!" She said, faking her joyful tone. "We were all worried about you!" Leela wanted so much to run, but couldn't, not with the officers there. She could tell the officers that Vicky was mean to her along with the other girls, but they wouldn't believe her and Vicky would say that it wasn't true. The little one-eyed girl took a deep breath, let it out, and went to Vicky. Vicky ran and embraced her in a hug.

"Thank you officers for giving Leela back to us."

"Just make sure this doesn't happen again." Bookem said.

"I won't!" Chief Bookem tipped his hat. "You're welcome." Chase then carried Sir Yipsalot to the front stoop. Vicky looked at the dog with disgust.

"Who's this mongrel?"

"We found him with Leela." Offer Jenny answered.

"So? You can take him away; he's doesn't live here."

"He's not Leela's?"

"No; I never saw this dog in my life. Take him to the pound."

"Good day, ma'am." Bookem said, tipping his hat to her, and putting his hat back onto his head before leaving. Jenny left

"I smell pizza." Chase observed.

"Yeah, well, I ate them all. You can't have any."

"I wasn't going to as, oh wait, that was a lie. I was going to ask."

"Well, you can't have any."

"I understand." With that, Chase too went away with Sir Yipsalot. Leela turned to the disembarking dog.

"Sir Yipsalot!" She wailed. Vicky shut the door before Leela could get him. Leela looked at her. Vicky grinned mischievously.

"So, you thought you could run away again, didn't you? You know what that means." She went to get something.

"Oh, please!" Leela begged her. "Not the paddle."

"Then, stop running away." Vicky opened a drawer, got out a spanking paddle, and then went to Leela. The other girls all come out to see what was going on.

"You know, I don't have to keep running away if you stop beating me all the time."

"Shut up, kid." She grabbed Leela and spanked her butt with the paddle many times. Leela could've kicked, screamed, and cried, but what was the use? She'd just do it more. Vicky then stopped. She turned Leela to face her. Leela tried not to cry, sniffing back her tears.

"Now, don't run away again!" Vicky then stood up and went to put the paddle away.

"Leela?" Mabel asked her. "Are you okay?" Leela didn't answer. Instead, she ran up the stairs' to her and the girls' room.

She plopped up on her bed and cried facedown. She was sick and tired of this place, sick and tired of how Vicky treated her and the other girls. She wanted her parents now! She believed it for years, but now, wasn't so sure. Will the sun come out tomorrow? The other girls watched her, all with frowns on their faces. They wish they could all help cheer her up, but how? They then had an idea, and went to put it into action.

Director Avery Bullock sat on a couch inside his enormous mansion. He frowned, looking depressed. He felt like something was missing.

"Delia!" He called in his British accent. Delia Ketchum came by his side. "Delia!"

"Yes, sir?" Delia wanted to know. Bullock looked at her.

"Don't you find like something is missing?" He asked.

"What exactly, sir?" Bullock shrugged.

"Don't know. I really like it here, living in a mansion and all. But, recently, I feel depressed like something is missing." A baby's cry then could be heard.

"But, you can't be feeling lonely. You have me, the other people living here, and your stepson, Avery Jr."

"True, but I still feel like something's missing." The cry was still going on. "Can you see what he wants, Delia?" Delia nodded.

"Right away, sir." She then was off.

"Delia?" Bullock started. Delia was in Avery Jr's room, trying to comfort him. She poked her head out of the room.

"Yeah?" Delia wanted to know. "What is it?"

"I'm going for a little constitutional." Delia smiled.

"I think that's a great idea. Why don't you take your stepson?" Avery shrugged.

"Okay, sure, why not? It'll be good for the both of us, and I'll bond with him at the same time. Kill two birds with one stone."

"I'll go get his stroller." Delia gave Avery Jr to Bullock, and then went to get his stroller.

"Are you ready for a walk with your ol' man, Avery Jr?" Avery asked. The baby just looked at him, sucking his thumb. "Yeah; you're ready."

"I don't know Avery Jr." Avery told his stepson on their walk. He was pushing the infant in his stroller. "I have you, Delia, and all the other staff at the mansion, but I still feel like something's missing. Do you know what I mean? No, you're a baby. You don't know what I'm talking about."

A ball then bounced in their path. Bullock stopped. Luke Triton came up.

"Sorry, mister." He said in his British accent. Bullock smiled. He picked it up, and gave it to him.

"Oh, that's all right lad." Luke smiled back.

"Thanks." He went back to his game with Professor Layton. He kicked the ball right to him.

"Good kick, Luke." The Professor congratulated him. "This reminds me of a puzzle."

"Everything reminds you of a puzzle, Professor."

Bullock chucked to himself. Aw, to be young again! Bullock resumed on the walk.

On the way, they passed Timmy Turner and his fairies. Timmy threw a tennis ball to Sparky, and the fairy dog caught it in his mouth. He went to Timmy. Timmy patted Sparky on the head. Sparky dropped the ball for another go, wagging his tail.

They passed by Dot Henderson, her dog, Lucky, and her family, who was having a picnic.

They passed by human Sweetie Belle, human Scootoloo, and human AppleBloom who were all swinging on a swing set on a playground.

Finally, they passed by Marco Diaz, Star Butterfly, and Marco's parents as they watched the young teens laugh as they were squirting each other with squirt guns. Bullock sighed each time. He then went back to the mansion.

"I'm back!" Avery announced when they got back into the mansion.

"How was the walk?" Delia asked.

"Refreshing!" Bullock answered. "And I think I know what's missing in my life."

"Really; what?"

"A child. And before you say it, I want someone who's not in diapers."

"Okay. What do you have in mind?" Bullock thought about this before answering.

"A child from an orphanage. And maybe a test run to see if I like the child. I'm thinking the whole summer, until Labor Day. And if I like the child, I might adopt him or her." He looked at Avery Jr. "Avery Jr might have a big stepbrother or stepsister at the end of summer."

"Okay. I know where one orphanage is. I'll go there."

"You do that." Delia left again.

Leela cried and cried. The girls came into the room. Lisa held Sir Yipsalot in her hands.

"Leela!" Louise began. "We have a surprise for you." The dog yipped. He couldn't contain his excitement, and hopped to the floor. He jumped on the bed and yipped, tail wagging. Leela looked up at him. A smile spread across her face.

"SIR YIPSALOT!" The dog barked excitedly and licked Leela all over. Leela laughed. "How did you get here?"

"We all pitched in and got him for you to cheer you up." Tiff answered.

"He escaped from the police car and came to us." Suzy added. Leela smiled and patted the dog.

"You didn't want to stay away from me, did you pal? You don't care about my freakish one-eye. You just want to be loved like me, don't you?" Sir Yipsalot yipped again.

"So, Leela," Suzy started. "Did you name him that because he yips?" Leela nodded.

"Yep! A lot."

"And he's a male because he's a sir." Lisa observed.

"And he has a crown." Louise put in. "What is up with that? Is he royalty or something?" Mabel bowed down to him.

"Oh, Sir Yipsalot," Mabel said. "We are not worthy." She kept on bowing. "We are not worthy; we are not worthy." The dog barked, and licked her. She and the other girls all laughed.

Vicky opened the door, and there stood Delia on the other side.

"Yeah?" Vicky asked. "What do you want?"

"Are you in charge of the orphanage?" Delia wanted to know.

"Yeah, I'm Vicky. What about it?"

"Well, I'm Delia Ketchum. I work for a man named Avery Bullock. He wants a child for the summer, so I came here to get him one." Vicky motioned her to come in.

"Come to my office." Delia came in and followed her to her office.

"So, what kind of bra…orphan do you want?" Delia shrugged.

"Friendly and kind I guess."

"Do you prefer a specific age?"

"Oh yes. Bullock doesn't want a baby."

"So, what?" Delia shrugged.

"Five, six,…"

"Ten?" Leela asked, coming in the room. Vicky turned to her. Delia nodded.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Are you ten?" Leela nodded.

"That's the same age as when my son started on his Pokémon journey."

"What are you doing here?" Vicky questioned Leela. "Can't you see I'm busy?"

"Yes, but Suzy wants to watch Ducky Momo, and we don't know where

the remote is. We figured you might." Vicky opened a cabinet and gave her the

remote. "Here, kid." Leela was about to go, when Delia spoke to her.

"Do you want to stay with Avery Bullock during the summer, little girl?" Leela stopped and turned to her. Did she say that she was going away from this dump? She wants to take a one-eyed freak like her?

"What did you say?" Delia repeated what she just said, and Leela couldn't believe it. She beamed.

"You want me?" Delia nodded.

"If you want to go."

"You don't think I'm a freak because of my one-eye?" Delia was shocked that this little girl would even think that.

"Heavens, no! You're special just the way you are." Leela smiled, feeling happy that she heard that.

"Then, yes!" Delia smiled.

"Great, let me just talk to the owner of this place." Leela nodded.

"You sure you want to take Leela?" Vicky asked. Delia was puzzled.

"Why not?"

"Because…because…" Vicky tried to think of an excuse, but couldn't think of a good one. "You can take any kid in this here orphanage, just not Leela."

"Why; I'm sure whatever it is, Bullock can handle it."

"Can I take my dog?" Leela asked Delia. Delia looked at her.

"Oh? You have a dog?" Leela nodded and whistled for Sir Yipsalot.

"Sir Yipsalot! Here boy!" Sir Yipsalot yipped and yipped, bounding into the office, and jumped into Leela's arms. Leela turned to Delia, stroking the dog's fur. "This is Sir Yipsalot. I found him out in the streets, and adopted him. Say hello, Sir Yipsalot. The dog barked.

"I thought we got rid of that mangy beast." Vicky said.

"He came back. So, can I keep him?" Delia smiled.

"Sure, we'll take him and see what Bullock thinks." Leela cheered. Sir Yipsalot barked, wagging his tail.

"Yay; I hope he says yes."

"You better pack; we won't leave until you're ready."

"Yay!" Leela ran to go pack. Vicky sighed, wanting to try and persuade Leela to stay, but didn't, afraid that she might loose her job. She didn't want to persuade Delia any further too, afraid about her job too.

"Oh my gosh!" Leela said in astonishment as she saw the limousine parked up front when she and Delia were outside. She held Sir Yipsalot in her arms. "You have a limo?"

"Well, Bullock does." Delia answered. "He's a millionaire. Do you know what that is?" Leela nodded. Delia offered her hand. "Then, come. Shall we?" Leela nodded again and took Delia's hand. They then went into the air-conditioned limousine.

"Can we get some dog supplies for Sir Yipsalot before we get there?" Leela asked. Delia nodded in the rearview mirror.

"Say goodbye to your friends, dear!" And with that, they took off. Leela waved at all of the girls, who all came out, and ran with the limo, waving at her.

"Bye, Suzy, Lisa, Blythe, Louise, Tiff, and Mabel! Hope to see you soon!"

As her friends disappeared in the distance, Leela sat back and sighed in content. She petted Sir Yipsalot in her lap. Pretty soon, her young life will change forever.