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Text Message on Lois's cell: "On my way to the House Of De Vil. Sill haven't come up with a name for this year's fashion show. Ugh!"
Mood: Stressed out.
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At the House Of De Vil, inside a classroom, Lois, Amber, Mia, China and Shanice and several other young girls were all seated and listening to Cruella.
"Welcome to Fashion Studies." Said a woman with blond hair in a british accent. "I'm Ellen Fletcher. Now, you're either here because you're part of this year's fashion show or because you failed to design cloths."
"I'm here because of both." Said Mia in a board tone as she sat back in her seat with her arms folded.
"Okay, let's get started with the basics." Said the woman known as Ellen. "Who here can name the best well known designers in the world?"
Several girls raised their hands.
"You, miss." Said Ellen.
"Richards. Lois Richards."
"You're Lois Richards? Ha. Looks like we have fashionable De Vil royalty in the class today." Said Ellen.
"Uh, no we don't. I'm just your tipicle young girl who wants the teacher to move on and talk about the best well known fashion designers." Said Lois.
"Come on, don't be shy. Lois was chosen by miss De Vil as the winner of a contest that she had set up in America, and won a free trip here to study fashion with us. Isn't that great?" Said Ellen.
"WHAT?!" The whole class gasped.
Amber looked back at Lois. "I guess you really were chosen to do this."
A sad expression appeared on Lois's face. The last thing she had wanted was for everyone to know how she got here to the House Of De Vil.
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Later, up in their offices, Amber, Mia, China, Shanice and all of the other designers were gathered around a desk, watching the big, flat screen T.V. As they did, Lois came up in the glass tube elevator, exited it, and headed for Cruella's office.
"Tonight on U.K. NEWS, Cruella De Vil hires a staff of young American designers. Will the House Of De Vil stay in biz or will it fiz? Can these Americans and this year's fashion show save the old fashion house?" Said a female news reporter on screen in a british accent.
~IN CRUELLA'S OFFICE~
Inside Cruella's office, the black and white haired british woman was sitting at her glass desk, watching the news on her flat screen T.V. on the wall, with her dog, Fluffy, sitting on her glass desk, eating dog food off of a silver platter.
"Old fashion house. What do they know?" Said Cruella before using the remote to turn off the T.V.
The doors to Cruella's office then slid open and in walked Lois.
Cruella turned around in her rolling chair to face the 20 year old designer. "Hello, darling, what is it?"
"Nothing, really." Said Lois as she walked up to Cruella's desk before sitting down in a chair. "It's just...how can i say this without sounding whiney? I don't think it's fair that you rejected all my ideas. I mean they were good. They were really good. My Mom thought they were great."
"I'm sure that your mother's a nice lady, but she's not our target audience, Lois." Said Cruella.
"Why is this so hard?" Asked Lois. "I mean i was gonna hit a home run. I can't even name my colom."
"When i joined the House Of De Vil, and became it's new boss in (1970), i was the exact same age as you. Do you think i was a hit right away?" Said Cruella.
"No, i guess not." Said Lois.
"Well, actually, i was," Cruella confessed. "But i was a bit of a wiz girl, which is why i decided to set up a contest over in the U.S. to recruit new designers who i knew could give this year's fashion show what it needed."
"Free labor?" Asked Lois.
"Well, yeah, that," Said Cruella. "and also...the voice of a real youth."
"And you feel like i'm not doing that?" Asked Lois.
"Not yet." Said Cruella.
"Hey," Lois began. "You want the voice of a real youth, you'll get the voice of a real youth." The 20 year old stood up from the chair. "Just watch me." She turned to leaved, but accidently bumped into the chair she had sat in. "That would've been so much cooler if i hadn't done that."
"I have an editor. Cosider it cut." Said Cruella. "By the way, the where is that cute little puppy of your's?"
"I dropped him off at a place called Frankson's Dog Groomer's yesterday after i left. I figured that since i'm gonna be working on a title for this year's fashion show, i might as well find someone to look after Moose for me while i'm at work." Said Lois.
"Smart thinking. I know, i sometimes drop my dog, Fluffy, off over there, as well." Said Cruella.
"Yeah, the owner told me." Said Lois before she and Cruella burst out laughing.
"Well, it's been nice talking to you again, but i'd best be on my way. After all, a fashion show title isn't gonna make itself." Said Lois.
"Go to it." Said Cruella.
Lois smiled at Cruella and turned to leave, but bumped into the chair again. The 20 year old youth then left out of the office.
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Meanwhile, at Frankson's DogGroomers, Max was sitting at a table, playing the 90's video game again as Moose and Rex and the other three dogs entered into the room.
"Oh, my gosh. Dude, you smell like yesterday." Said Moose.
"That's good, cause i feel like last week." Said Max while playing the 90's video game, never taking his eyes off the screen. "I've been sitting here for hours playing this stupid game." The 12 year old boy placed the game on the table.
"Let me give it a shot. Rex." Said Moose.
Rex stood on his hinde legs, placed his front legs on the table, and picked up the game in his mouth. The Boarder Collie then got off the table and placed the game on the floor in front of Moose.
The six week old Dalmatian puppy then started playing the game with his paws.
"Don't bother. I couldn't even score one touchdown. Everytime i got sacked. Every single time." Said Max.
"Yay! I got one of those touchdown thingies." Said Moose.
"What? No way. H...how did you do that?" Asked Max in disbelief.
"I don't know. I must be good at everything." Said Moose.
"Great. Even dogs are better at this game than i am." Max got up from the table, went over to where the game was and picked it up. He sat back down at the table and resumed playing the game just as Clark entered into the room.
"There you are." Said Clark before walked up to the table where Max was sitting. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Where have you been?"
"Playing this stupid, unwinable game, that's what." Said Max, with his eyes glued to the screen of the game.
"You're still playing that thing? How long have you been playing?" Asked Clark.
"I don't know. What time is it?" Asked Max.
"That's it, give me that." Said Clark as he took the game from Max.
"Dude, i was playing that. I..." Max looked up and saw that the person who took the game from him was his older brother. "I'll pick that up after work, Clark."
"Yeah, try never." Said Clark.
"Never it is." Said Max.
"Okay, you guys, let's go. We're gonna be late." Said Clark.
"Late for what?" Asked Max.
"Did you forget? I told you we were going back to orphanage today so the kids could play with the dogs again." Said Clark.
"When did you tell me that?" Asked Max.
"When we were sitting at the table, eating lunch." Said Clark.
"Well, when was that?" Asked Max.
"Three hours ago. You must not have been listening because you had this game at the table, playing it the whole time." Said Clark.
"Sorry." Said Max.
"Well, sorry isn't gonna cut it. Have of the day has gone by and you haven't got any work done." Said Clark.
"Sorry, Clark. My mistake." Said Max.
"Yeah, that is your 'mistake'. That's always your 'mistake'. You know, 'my mistake' doesn't make it alright." Said Clark.
"Okay. It won't happen again." Said Max.
"See that it doesn't. Now come on, let's go." Said Clark before walking off.
"Right behind you." Said Max before turnning to the five dogs. "Come on, guys." The 12 year old boy got up from the table and followed after his brother, follow by Moose, Rex, Lassie, Jake and Foster.
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Text on Lois's cell: "OMG! I just got the best advise from 'THE' Cruella De ViL! SUPER AWESOME!"
Mood: "Blown away
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Amber sat at a table, working on her laptop, trying to come up with some of the best designs for the fashion show. She had come up with a lot of ideas, butso far, none of them seemed to amount to anything.
"Why can't i do this? Ugh!" Said Amber.
Lois came down from some steps and walked up to Amber from behind.
"Have fun working, i'll be down stairs relaxing at the 'De ViL Cafe'." Said Lois.
"Oh joy. And did miss De ViL give you the rest of the day off as well?" Asked Amber.
"No. She just gave me some really good advise." Said Lois.
"Must be nice." Said Amber in a sarcastic tone. The pretty blond picked up her laptop, got up from the table, and went over to a desk.
"Just so you know, the contest that miss De ViL had set up in America was down to me and some other girl. Miss De ViL could've chosen either one of us as the winner, but...she chose me. I may be here because of some contest, but, you may be here because of miss De ViL." Said Lois.
"Wow. I don't know what to say." Said Amber.
"Don't say anything, just...help me show miss De ViL that she picked the best designer. Besides you and the other girls." Said Lois.
"But you're the best designer." Said Amber.
"Are you kidding me? I'm the worst. I can't even come up with a title for this year's fashion show." Said Lois. "De ViL's Fun Feature," Hey, Everybody, It's De ViL," Don't Touch That Dial, It's De ViL."
"Okay, those are all horrible titles, but that last one didn't even make sense." Said Amber.
"Exactly." Said Lois.
"Look, you can do this. You're just...trying too hard." Said Amber.
"Lois Richards trying too hard. That's me in so many ways. Probably because i've watched too much of 'THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA." Said Lois. A light bulb then went off in her head. "Yes. That's the name of my title."
"What, 'THE DEVIL WEAR'S PRADA?" Asked Amber.
"No. 'THE DE VIL WEARS FUR." Said Lois.
"Hi-five." Said Lois and Amber before the two hi-fived each other.
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At the all boys orphanage, while all of the kids played with the dogs, including Max himself, Clark was taking a walk with miss Della, as were Moose and Clark's four dogs.
"Thanks for letting us come back again, miss Della." Said Clark.
"You should've heard the children when i told them you'd be coming three times a week." Said miss Della.
"Oh, we were happy to do it. Believe me, we have as much fun as they do." Said Clark.
The two humans and the five dogs then stopped in their tracks when they saw two boys sitting at the bottom of the stairs.
Moose recognised them right away as the same two little boys he met yesterday.
"Those kids over there." Clark began. "They're in a lot of pain, aren't they?"
"Lucas and Brandon? Yeah. They've been in several foster homes. It hasn't worked out for either of them. They won't let anyone in. They won't be touched...and they won't touch. Their parents died in a car crash when they were two. They're not siblings...but the way they both lost their parents is very semilar. Almost exact, if not, identicle." Said miss Della.
"Do they have any other living reletives?" Asked Clark.
"I'm not sure. If they did, they would've at least tried to get in touch with us." Said miss Della. "It's amazing to me. Even though they're not related to one another, Lucas and Brandon act like brothers all the time." Said miss Della.
"That's all they have...is each other." Said Clark.
Miss Della then looked at her watch. "Ooh, be right back. I have two turkeys in the oven that need basting."
"Go to it." Said Clark.
Miss Della then ran off.
Clark then felt something tug at his pants and looked down and saw Moose tugging at his pants leg.
Moose then ran over to the bottom of the stair where the boys, known as Lucas and Brandon, were sitting and looked at them.
Lucas and Brandon looked at the Dalmatian for a moment before looking back down at the ground. Moose came closer to them and they looked at him again. The puppy came closer to boy until it stood right in front of them. Lucas slowly placed his hand on the Dalmatian and began stroking his nice, soft fur, follow by Brandon. Both boys smiled at the puppy.
Clark smiled at the scene.
Four hours later, Max and Clark were loading the dogs back on the bus so that they could head back to the DogGroomers.
"Come on, get in here. Come on. Get in here. Come on." Said Max to a Cairn Terrier.
The little dog then ran inside the bus.
"Good boy." Said Max.
"Clark?" Said miss Della as she walked up to Clark, Max and the dogs. "I found them. Lucas and Brandon took the pup to their room."
"Ah, you're kiddin'." Said Clark.
"No, i'm not." Said Della.
"I'll be back in a minute. I'll get Moose." Said Clark.
"Take your time." Said Max.
Clark and miss Della walked away from the bus, leaving Max and Clark's four dogs behind.
Up in a bedroom, Lucas and Brandon were lying on a bed with Moose lying between them.
"Time to go, Lucas and Brandon." Said Clark as he walked up to the bed.
"Can't he stay a little more? He's resting." Said Lucas.
"I'm afraid he can't. Mr. Frankson's has to get back to work." Said miss Della.
"We'll be back tomorrow." Said Clark.
"That's a long time." Said Brandon.
"You're gonna miss that pup?" Asked Clark.
Both boys nodded.
"Then let me tell you somethng, he's gonna miss you two too. That's why you have to tell him not to worry and that he's gonna be alright. You'll see him again tomorrow." Said Clark.
"Don't worry. We won't go away. We'll be right here." Said Lucas.
"And we'll see you again tomorrow." Said Brandon.
"Hey, miss Della, if it's alright, i'd like for you to bring the boys over to my work place tomorrow. That way, Lucas and Brandon can go to the London Carnival with me, Max, my dogs and Moose." Said Clark.
"Oh, i'd like that." Said Lucas.
"Me too. Could we, miss Della?" Asked Brandon.
"Of course." Said miss Della.
"You hear that, boy? We can go to the Carnival together. Gimme a kiss." Said Brandon. He and Lucas then kissed Moose. "See ya tomorrow."
"You take care. We'll see you tomorrow. Come on, boy." Said Clark. He and Moose then left out of the room.
"That pup just loves us, you know. Just us." Said Lucas.
Lucas and Brandon got out of the bed and ran towards the open door.
"Where are you going?" Asked Della.
"We've gotta say goodbye to Moose." Said Brandon.
Outside, Clark, Max, Moose and the other four dogs were getting ready board the bus.
"Moose, Moose!" Said Lucas and Brandon as they ran out of the building. "We love you, Moose!"
"He loves you too, guys!" Said Clark.
The four dogs boarded the bus and Max picked up Moose and he and his brother got on the bus and drove off.
As a smiling Lucas and Brandon waved goodbye to them.
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Text on Lois's cell: "I just came up with a catchy title for this year's fashion show! I can't wait to show it to Cruella! She'll be thrilled!"
Mood: "SUPER EXCITED!"
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Lois and Amber were walking down the steps as they viewed the title of the fashion show on a piece of paper.
"So what do you think? Do you think miss De ViL will like it?" Asked Lois.
"It's good, but something's not quite right." Said Amber. "Theme, check. Subtext, check. I know. Pink paper and a cool fon."
The elevator doors then opened and Mia, China and Shanice all fell out.
Lois and Amber turned to see their three friends get to their feet.
"How's it going?" Asked Mia.
Lois took the paper from Amber. "See for yourself."
the three girls walked up to Lois and Amber and China took the paper and looked at it.
"The De ViL Wears Fur, by Lois Richards." Said China. "Wow, this is amazing."
"You really think so?" Asked Lois.
"Yeah. If i were miss De ViL I'd say congratulations, Lois." Said China.
"Thank you." Said Lois.
"I'll proof it. I can tell just by looking at you that you're one of those people who love to overpunctuate." Said China as she and the girls walked over to a desk where a closed. laptop was resting.
"And i'll look through some photo images online to see which ones we can use." Said Mia.
"And i'll make the sound of a cheering crowd the pump us up." Said Shanice.
The other girls looked at Shanice.
"What? That's all i got." Said Shanice.
Mia opened the laptop and Shanice started cheering.
"(Whispering) Yeah!" Said Shanice.
Cruella poked her head out of her office and saw the girls gathered around a desk as Mia typed on a laptop. She couldn't help but smile at them.
"You can go! You can do it!" Said Shanice.
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Later in Cruella's office, the black and white haired woman was viewing the papers of Lois's title for the fashion show. "Your title rocks. You did good, darling. And just in time too, the fashion show's tomorrow night."
"Yes!" Said Lois.
"And as a reward," Cruella reached into her purse and got out two pieces of pink paper. "here." She handed Lois the two pieces of paper.
"What are these?" Lois asked.
"They're tickets. The Carnival's town this week. Why don't you and your puppy and that Dog Groomers owner stop by there and celebrate." Said Cruella.
"Thank you, you're so nice." Said Lois.
"Thanks. But prefer the term 'Generus.'" Cruella picked Fluffy up off the table and got her purse and long, red cigarette holder. "Goodbye, darling, i'll see you tomorrow." She said as she headed out of her office.
"Goodbye." Said Lois. "Yes! Yes, my title rocks!" She said before heading out of the office herself.
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