In the Early Morning, the Family at 101 Dalmatian Street was waking up and stretching as they left their beds. Dylan was the first one to fully wake up. As the rest of the pups got up, he guided them to the bathroom as everyone brushed their teeth. As soon as that was done, they all headed down to the kitchen to have breakfast.

Dylan: "Ok, Dubaku?"

A pup with messy fur, ears and tail the shape of lightning, and a lightning tag on his collar walked up to the teen. Dubaku was the one of the more hyper pups, not to mention a dog who normally got into fights. He mostly spoke English, but when he was angry, he spoke Japanese.

Dubaku: "Here."

Dylan: "Dolce Vita?"

A pup with a farmer hat walked up. Dolce Vita liked to garden and she loved animals, so she was a vegan.

Dolce Vita: "Here!"

Dylan: "Delphie?"

A dog with a blue collar and a goldfish in her mouth walked up. Delphie was an avid animal lover and environmentalist, so she did everything she could to help humanitarian causes.

Delphie: "Here!"

Dylan: "Debbie-May, Debbie-Lou, and Debbie-Lee?"

The triplets came forward to Dylan. The three were dreaming to be famous chefs one day, so they practiced the culinary arts around the house.

The Debbie Trio: "Here!"

As everyone got into the kitchen, Dolly was using the kibble dispenser to shoot food into everyone's bowls.

Dolly: "Come and get it!"

The pups sat down and ate their food (with some of them specialized to their needs).

Meanwhile, Hunter De Vil was waking up in his private condo. He got up from his bed, slipped into some slippers, stretched and yawned, and headed to the bathroom.

He took out his toothbrush, put some toothpaste on it, and began brushing. After he finishes, he goes in for a shower to freshen up.

After getting dried off, he went to his closet, put on some clean clothes, put on and tied his shoes, grabbed his phone, and left his room. After typing in his pin, Hunter searched for any calls last night, and sure enough, an employee from the real estate division had texted him.

He looked at the text and the address, looked it up and saw a hotel that looked like a fixer-upper.

Hunter: "Well, it's not perfect, but they can fix it up."

He then opened up his contact list, and called the Dalmatians.

At 101 Dalmatian Street, the phone rang as everyone ate. Delilah got up from her stool and picked up the call.

Delilah: "Hello?"

Hunter: "Delilah, I have good news! I've found you a new temporary home!"

Delilah: "Starting with the good news in the morning. I'm starting to like you, Hunter."

Hunter: "I found an old hotel for all of you to stay in and fortify until some of the renovations supplied by De Vil Industries give your family the privilege to continue living at your home."

Delilah grins.

Hunter: "It's a couple blocks away from your home, but it's completely private and best of all, I managed to get you guys food and protection while you're there."

Delilah: "Oh, thank you, Hunter! Everyone will be overjoyed to hear this! Now, is there a catch we should know about?"

Hunter: "Well, it's not a five star hotel, so don't expect too much. Also, in order for the workers to do the work, you all have to leave as soon as possible."

Delilah: "Oh, dear. Well, at least we have that covered."

Hunter: "Really? How?"

Delilah: "Just leave that to us. Anything else, Hunter?"

Hunter: "Not for right now. I'll see you at the new place." He hangs up.

Delilah: "Never thought that I'd be asking help from a De Vil. The world really has changed."

Doug came up to her.

Doug: "Was that Hunter? Did he come through?"

Delilah: "He did. But he also said we're going to have to move as quickly as possible."

Doug: "Oh, is that all? We can get that done easily enough. Da Vinci honey, we need your talents for a trip!"

Later, the pups were all moving their stuff in boxes to the front door, and into a glowing yellow and green moving truck, courtesy of Da Vinci. Dylan was organizing everything, along with Dawkins and Dixie, while Fergus and Dolly began moving the boxes into the truck, with Fergus stretching his gooey limbs to bring stuff in, and Dolly teleporting the boxes in via portal.

Dylan: "I can't believe we have to move to somewhere else because of our powers."

Dolly: "I know, bro. I mean, why do we have to move in the first place? We can control our superpowers just fine!"

Dawkins: "Well, what if one of us slips up by accident? We can't risk getting caught by the government, Dolly."

Fergus: "How are they gonna catch us? We're the ones with the power.

Dixie: (monotone): "What if they decide to nuke us all? We couldn't survive that."

Fergus instantly shuts up.

Dylan: "Okay…. Dawkins, how are we doing?"

Dawkins: "We're 10% capacity, Dylan. If we keep going at this pace, we'll be done by around 4 pm.

Dylan: "Alright, good. Now we just need the address from Hunter and we're all…

Dante suddenly climbed into the van with a crazed look in his eyes.

Dante: "WE'RE DOOMED! THE END IS NIGH!"

Dylan: "Whoa Dante, what's wrong?"

Dante: "Look at this!" He hands a Newspaper. Dylan looks at the paper. Next thing he knew, his heart skipped a few beats. The front page of the paper read, "Former Fashion CEO Escapes Asylum! Stages Massive Breakout!"

Dante: "Oh, we're in so much trouble! She's gonna be coming after us! She won't stop until we're dead!"

Dylan: "Oh my dog!" He ran inside the house to his parents. "Mum… Dad… you're not going to like this…" He nervously hands them the newspaper.

Meanwhile, in the basement of an abandoned warehouse…

Cruella was on a wheelchair, hooked up to an IV, and a breathing apparatus. She was being wheeled into the laboratory by Jacob, her body growing weaker with each passing second. Dr. Crystal walked up to her with a perfume bottle containing a glowing pink liquid.

Dr. Crystal: "Well, this took 4 long days with no sleep to create and perfect, but soon, my efforts will pay off for your rejuvenation, Ms. Cruella."

Cruella (wheezing): "If this is a trick…"

Dr. Crystal: "My dear Cruella, if I couldn't repair your damaged, broken body, I wouldn't be here. Now, let's get your body back."

Jacob and Dr. Crystal took Cruella to a gas containment chamber.

He placed the perfume bottle in a capsule in the bottom of the chamber, and pressed a button to seal it in.

Dr. Crystal: "Alright, Cruella, this is the machine which will turn you young again. I've worked everything out of the system, so no bugs should randomly show up."

Cruella (wheezing.): "Good… you've done an excellent job, Dr. But if this doesn't be all that you say it is, not even old age will stop me from ripping you apart…"

Dr. Crystal gulped and nervously backed up.

Dr. Crystal: Don't worry, boss! This rejuvenation chamber is my greatest triumph yet! (Whispering) I hope…"

Meanwhile, in the house. Everyone was in a panicked rush to get everything into Da Vinci's container to their temporary new home. Doug and Delilah supervised the quick times.

Doug: "Hurry, everyone! We need to get everything ready!"

Delilah: "Come on! We don't have long!"

Dizzy and Dee Dee came up to their parents and whimpered.

Dizzy: "Why do we have to pack faster? We don't want to leave!"

Delilah: "I know, loves. But this is a real emergency! Creulla De Vil is back."

The entire family stops moving. Then they screamed and ran around the house in a panic.

Doug: "Everyone! Everyone, please! Stay calm!"

Destiny: "STAY CALM?!"

Dallas: "WITH HER ON THE LOOSE?!"

Deja Vu: "NO WAY!" Then a fart sound is heard. "Excuse me, I'm really scared about this!" Everyone covered their noses and backed away as the smell wafted.

Delilah: "Look, everyone… Kibble's sake that smells… the move is only until the Police find Cruella and send her back to jail."

DJ spoke up.

DJ: "But she could be anywhere in Camden! What if she finds us again?"

Da Vinci: "And what if she skins us for real this time?" As she worried, her black spots and paint marks turned lime green, and she began phasing into the ground. Dawkins quickly plucked her out of the ground with his telekinesis.

Dubaku: "Ah, let me take a few swings at her! I'll take her on! She's old! I'll beat her up with just my pinke!"

Doug: "Dubaku, we can't risk having a fight with her! She escaped with the help of dangerous accomplices!"

Dubaku: "危険な？ 彼らは私に会っていません。(Dangerous? They haven't met me.)

Delphie: "Obnoxious as he is about it, Dubaku's right. We have superpowers! Like my shape-shifting power!" She concentrates, and soon she transforms into a large anthropomorphic Raccoon with a burglar outfit. Another shift and she transforms into a cheetah with a biker outfit. Then she changed into a luchador tiger. Finally, she changes back into her normal self.

Dubaku: "そして私の超生理学！(And my super-physiology!)

He picked up a large table with one paw, and spun it around with his finger.

Delilah: "Kids, the people who broke Cruella out of prison had powers like us. If they managed to get her out without a hitch, can you think of what they could do when they come after us?"

Everyone immediately stopped talking. Dubaku dropped the table from his finger.

Doug: "Exactly. I'm sorry everyone, but it's safer to be in a place where we can hide, and find a way to practice our powers in case we need to defend ourselves. So please, don't fight us on this."

The pups nod and get back to packing.

Meanwhile, in the warehouse lab…

Cruella was being hoisted into the chamber, and Jacob and the doctor were strapping her into the chamber due to her weak legs. As they strapped her in, they put a respirator on her mouth to allow her to breathe in there.

Dr. Crystal: "All right, is everything ready in there?"

Jacob gave him a thumbs up.

Dr. Crystal: "Excellent. Get out of there and seal her up."

Jacob left the chamber, closed the door, and activated the electronic lock, sealing Cruella in.

Jacob: "You sure this'll work, Doc?"

Dr. Crystal: "If it doesn't, Cuddles is going to rip me in half." He starts up the process. The perfume hisses into the chamber and fills it to the brim. Dr. Crystal presses another button, and electricity crackles into the chamber, making the gas glow.

Dr. Crystal: "It's working! It's working!"

The experiment continued, and lightning crackled.

Meanwhile, the Dalmatians were almost finished packing when Clarissa Corgi and Constantin the Cat came out to talk to them.

Clarissa: "Where are you ruff-raff going? It's not like you to suddenly move out of here without warning."

Dolly: "Clarissa, go away. We have bigger problems right now."

Constantin: "Problems? What, is animal control finally catching up to you pests?"

Dylan put on his Dog-Starr 3000 helmet before he came up to Constantin.

Dylan: "You haven't heard? Cruella De Vil broke out of jail!"

Clarissa and Constantin's eyes shot up.

Clarissa: "That-that devil broke out of jail?! But-but she's over 90!"

Constantin: "Oh by the great Meow, we're in huge trouble! What are we going to do?"

Dylan: "WE are temporarily moving to a hotel until our house gets renovated for protection. YOU two should probably get the cops to help you. If they can…"

Dawkins and Dante managed to get the last box onto the truck.

Dante: "That's the last of it, Dylan. But before we go, can we say our goodbyes?"

Dylan: "Wouldn't miss it." Dylan shut the door to the truck and followed Dante inside, to where Da Vinci was creating a volley of glowing cans filled with paint.

Doug: "Everyone, we leave a memento for our love for this home. I ask you to leave a symbol with your paws to show your love for our home." He dipped his hand into a paint can filled with red glowing paint, and pressed it against a wall, leaving a glowing paw print. Delilah did the same thing, only hers was light blue. Each pup dipped their paws into their own individual colors and pressed them against the wall, eventually creating a Dalmatian made of paw prints. Everyone looked and wagged their tails in pride. Then they headed to the truck, got in, buckled up, and drove off to their new home.

Meanwhile, in the warehouse, the evil genius finally stopped the experiment and vented the gas out. Sitting in the straps, Cruella looked like she was 30 years old.

Dr. Crystal: "It worked! IT WORKED! Hahahaha! Get her out of there! We did it!"

Jacob opened the chamber, and unstrapped Cruella, who stood up calmly.

Cruella: "Wow! The youth! The vigor! I can feel it coursing through me once again!"

Dr. Crystal: "I told you, miss De Vil. I wouldn't be here if I sucked at this. I believe a thanks will be in order?"

Cruella walks out of the chamber to Dr. Crystal.

Cruella: "Thank you, Doctor. But know this…" Slaps him in the face. "...Don't be a brown-nose. No one likes a brown-nose."

Crystal rubs his face.

Crystal: "Yes, miss De Vil. So now that you're young again, what's the first order of business?"

Cruella: "The first order? Get those Dalmatians. I want that… *sighs* silky, smooth Dalmatian fur coat… so make it happen, or they'll find you in a wooden box, understand?"

Both Jacob and Crystal gulped and nodded.

Cruella: "Good. Now, I'll get to some new business, and enjoy my new youth."

She left the lab with an evil smile on her face.