*It was a peaceful morning in Camden Town, as everyone in town was getting up to start their day. The people and animals of Camden were waking up to the bright morning sun.*
*At the Dog Hotel, The Dalmatians were cheerfully waking up in their hotel-turned bedrooms and getting prepared for their crazy day. However, one pup was sourly waking up in her bed as her alarm clock blared at 9:00, making her wake up. This pup was Desiree, the family historian, and she was not the nicest. She slammed the button down to turn it off.*
Desiree: Ugh. I hate the bloomin' morning sun!
*She sourly got out of her bed and walked to her bathroom. After brushing her teeth and taking a shower, she put on her Dog-Sized bathrobe and gingerly left her room, only to get trampled by the oncoming wave of pups. One pup stopped and helped her up. This pup was Dusty, her best friend and partner.*
Dusty: Geez, Desiree. Twelve years of living with this family, and you still get trampled by the pup-nami.
Desiree: Ah, shut it! *She gets back on all fours and walks away. Dusty follows her.* The house was one thing, but a massive hotel? I don't know how Mum and Dad haven't gone bonkers with all of this!
Dusty: Dylan's even worse. He's been going nuts with his cleaning route since we got here. Have you seen the giant vacuum thing he made yesterday?
*A flashback starts. Dusty is sitting reading a Queen Victoria book when a massive suction sound blares in the room. Dusty turns his head and sees Dylan vacuuming the floor with a giant Zamboni-like Vacuum Cleaner.*
Dusty: Ahh! DYLAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Dylan: WHAT?
Dusty: I SAID, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Dylan: WHAT?
Dusty: WHY DO YOU HAVE A GIANT VACUUM CLEANER?!
Dylan: DUSTY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF THE ZAMBONI VACUUM I MADE SO I COULD CLEAN ALL OVER THE HOTEL!
Dusty: WHY DO YOU NEED THAT GIANT CLEANER?! WE'VE ALREADY GOT A VACUUM!
Dylan: WHAT?
Dusty: OH, FORGET IT!
*Flashback ends.*
Desiree: How long until your hearing came back?
Dusty: About an hour. But I got around that little problem.
Desiree: Really? How?
Dusty: I started wearing headphones.
Desiree: Ah. Smart move.
*The two pups finally managed to head to the cafe area of the hotel, where the Debbie Trio was cooking breakfast for the family. The two grabbed their trays and walked over to Debbie-May.*
Debbie-May: Hey, guys! We made pancakes today! What do you want with them?
Desiree: I want some Strawberry Syrup with Blueberries on mine.
Dusty: Put a few cherries on for me.
Debbie-May: Alright, give us a minute. *She heads to the back. A few seconds later, she comes back with their food on plates.* Here you go. *She places them on their trays.*
Dusty: Thanks, Debbie-May.
*Desiree grunts.*
Debbie-May: Hey, I know you hate the morning, but a thank you can go a long way.
Desiree: *sighs.* Thanks. *She walks away.*
Debbie-May: *To Dusty* How can you stand her?
Dusty: I find it helps if you like to read a lot of history books. *He walks away.*
*Desiree sits down on a table with a history book with her breakfast, when suddenly...*
?: FLYING SQUIRREL ATTACK!
*Sid swoops down and snatches her pancakes.*
Desiree: OI!
*Sid smugly flaps down to her with his wings while eating her pancake.*
Sid: Sorry, love. I just love the smell of pancakes in the morning!
Desiree: Give it back! *She tries to leap up to grab it, but Sid flies high enough to avoid her. At the same time, Fergus stretches his gooey paw towards her plate and snatches it.* Wha- Hey!
Fergus: Ha-ha! Thanks for the grub, Des!
*Desiree tries to get out of her chair, but she seemed to be stuck to her chair. She looked down and saw her legs encased in solid gold and melded to her seat.*
Desiree: What the...
Big Fee: Sorry, little one. But we gotta do what we gotta do.
*She scampers away to Fergus and begins eating the pancakes with him.*
Desiree: Are you kidding me?!
Fergus: Sorry, lass. But we love these pancakes! *Continues eating. Desiree fumes.*
*After breakfast, Desiree was sitting down reading a book when Dorothy came up to her, with her tail wagging.*
Dorothy: Hey, Desiree! Wanna play a game of Fetch? Dolly's got the toy launcher ready!
*Dolly was loading some toys into the launcher and firing them towards the excited pups, who cheered in joy!*
Desiree: I can't be arsed to play. Go away.
Dorothy: But...
Desiree: I said bugger off, Dorothy. I don't want to play. Especially with a literal woman-child!
*Dorothy walks away, and as soon as she was away from Desiree, she began to cry. At the same time, storm clouds began to form, and a rainstorm poured all over outside. The pups complained as they all got soaked.*
Dimitri 1: Oi! What's with the downpour?
Destiny: It's probably Dorothy upset about something again.
DJ: What's her gripe about now?
Dolly: I don't know what, but I'm gonna go talk to her and see what's she so upset about. *She snaps her fingers and teleports to Dorothy.* Hey, little sis. What's wrong?
Dorothy: Desiree was a jerk! *She continues crying.* I asked her if she would play, and she told me to bugger off!
Dolly: *sighs* I'll go talk to her. *She opens a portal in Desiree's book and gets in her face.* What did you say to Dorothy?
Desiree: I just said...
Dolly: She told me. And how DARE you! She may be a teenager now, but she's still a little kid! NEVER talk to her like that again. Have I made myself clear?
Desiree: Yes, Dolly.
Dolly: Good. Now go apologize to Dorothy.
*Desiree sighed, got up, and walks over to Dorothy.*
Desiree: *Half-heartedly* I'm sorry I acted like a total arse in front of you, Dorothy. *She walked away, leaving a sniffling Dorothy to be comforted by her siblings.*
DJ: I don't know what goes on in that heart of hers.
Destiny: She needs to cool off.
Dimitri 1: And I thought Cruella was heartless. Throwing Dorothy in a wobbly even though she's still a kid.
Dolly: I know she's an intelligent dog, but she better get some control over her attitude around this family. I know things are weird around here, but she's gotta learn that, especially if she or any of the others will get powers like us.
*Desiree walks out of the hotel entrance and onto the sidewalk with a bag on her side.*
Desiree: Ugh, I can't believe THIS is what my life has come to. *She takes a left around the corner.* Some of the pups have terrible control over their already freaky powers... *She jumps up to a cross-light, presses the button, and waits for it to turn to a walking sign.* ...while the rest of us are, *makes air quotes* "late-bloomers," which means more of us will become freaks! *The sign changes to walk, and the pup crosses the street.* Blimey, I wish Dylan and Dolly didn't bring that stupid meteorite to our house and turn most of the pups into freaks, like a pair of planks! *She heads down the strip mall.* And to top it off, the psychotic monster with a fur fetish has gotten out of jail with a bunch of monsters! Forcing us to live in a weird hotel with the Canal Crew, of all people! *She stops at a dog-friendly library.* Sometimes, I wish I wasn't part of this bloomin' family...
*She gives the librarian her card. The human walks into the establishment, coming out shortly with a few British History books. He places them into Desiree's bag, and the puppy walks off to a private place to read. Unbeknownst to her, a figure with a black hoodie was watching her.*
*A few minutes later, Desiree arrives at the park and finds a comfortable tree to rest on. She opens her bag, pulls out a book called: "Queen Victoria's Rule Timeline." As she reads, the figure sneaks near her and opens a fly in his hand. The fly flies out of his hand and lands near her. It suddenly turns invisible and climbs onto her collar. The figure then leaves with a smug smile on his face...*
*...but as he heads back to his van, a ball hits him right in the face, knocking him to the ground. A group of kids race over to him.*
Kid: Sorry, sir! Are you ok?
*The figure hissed to scare the kids off and walked back to his van with a bruise on his half his face and a black eye. After getting in, he called his boss on the video and removed his hood, revealing himself to be Cuddles. Cruella answers the call.*
Cruella: Hello, Cuddles. I trust you... *shocked* what the hell happened to you?!
Cuddles: Two stupid kids hit me in the face with a soccer ball. But other than that unimportant obstacle, I got the bug on the pup.
Cruella: Excellent. Report back here as soon as you can to strategize with us. And to see if we can fix that new Two-Face look.
Cuddles: Boss, shouldn't I tail the dog to wherever her home is? That way, we can ambush them when they least expect it.
Cruella: Well, that's one way to go. But a black truck following a tiny dog? That would make the police suspicious, don't you think? Report back here, and we'll take care of all of the dogs when we're all together.
Cuddles: Understood. *He ends the call and heads back to base.*
*Meanwhile, Dawkins was analyzing some DNA from a few of the pups in his laboratory. It was really an old utility shed, but it was the perfect place to set up a lab. As he looked at some DNA from under a microscope, Dylan walked in with some tacos.*
Dylan: Hey, Dawkins. I brought you some food in cause you got hungry. The Debbie Trio made tacos.
Dawkins: *looks* Ooh! I love when they make tacos! *He gets up and walks over to Dylan.* Come on, let's take a lunch break outside.
*The two dogs left for outside, where a picnic table was set up. Dylan and Dawkins sat down and began to eat. Dixie walked up to them with a tray of beakers filled with chemicals..*
Dixie: *monotone* Dawkins, I've got the chemicals you... *Excitedly* Oh, tacos! Move over! *She places the beaker tray on the ground and gets onto the table.* I love it when the Debbie Trio makes tacos!
Dawkins: *thinking* That never gets weird. *out loud.* By the way, Dylan, we made some progress on who's going to develop powers next.
Dylan: Great! How'd you manage to do that?
Dawkins: Well, Dixie and I have been taking some fur samples of everyone since that's where the meteor's slime began the mutation effect. Lucky for us, it's shedding season.
Dylan: Don't remind me...
*A cut shows Dylan and Dolly using a shedding brush on a few pups, but Dolly's brush gets stuck in Diesel's fur.*
Past Dolly: Wha...? *She tried to pull it out, but it was stuck tight.* Come on... *She pulled harder, but it was still stuck tight.* Come on! *She pulls again with more force and finally managed to get the brush out, but it flies out of her paw and hits Dylan in the face.*
Past Dylan: Owww...
Past Dolly: Ooh... Sorry, bro.
*The flashback ends.*
Dixie: *monotone* Well, we took some fur from the pups and placed it under a microscope. We found out that in some animals, the mutagen doesn't have an instantaneous reaction. It can take weeks, even months, for any signs to develop.
Dawkins: So we created a machine that alerts us whenever a pup is close to mutating. *Takes a bite of his taco.*
Dylan: So, now we can find out which pup gets powers! Great work, you two!
Dixie: We do what we can. But... *sighs* we got a reading for a pup already, and it couldn't have been anyone more obnoxious.
Dylan: The Dimitri's got their powers already, along with Triple D, Dubaku, and Dolly. Who could be more obnoxious than them?
*The front door opened, and Desiree walked into the hotel. *
Dobie: Hey, Desiree.
Desiree: Don't talk to me. I'm busy. *She walked away as Dobie stuck her tongue back at her.*
Dobie: ¡Qué imbécil! (What a jerk!)
Dawkins: *deadpan* Does that answer your question?
*Dylan nods.*
*Later that night, everyone was in the Cafe eating chili for dinner. Some of the pups enjoyed it, while others were colling off with Debbie-Lee's milkshakes.*
*Desiree and Dusty were sitting down eating while talking about the Napoleonic Wars.*
Desiree: No, Napolean used manipulation techniques on the battlefield in the beginning. He used the artillery as a spearhead to break the enemy lines. He'd totally win in a fight!
Dusty: But Attila the Hun showed better control over his army when he took over the throne of Hun tribes for himself, becoming the sole ruler of the Huns. That's why he'd win!
*As they spoke, the chili began to boil and bubble. Desiree took another taste, only to be given a hot and spy surprise.*
Desiree: Ah! AH AHHHHHH! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!
*She screamed and bolted over to Debbie-Lee to get a strawberry milkshake, then she promptly poured it down her throat and sighed in relief. The sound of laughter caught her attention, and she saw the Dimitri Trio laughing their heads off.*
Dimitri 1: Oh, that was priceless!
Dimitri 2: Did you see her face when she was like, "AH! AH! AHHHH! HELP ME!"
Dimitri 3: What's the matter, too spicy for you?
*All three laughed. Desiree growled, grabbed some milkshakes, walked over to them, and poured the treats over their heads. Everyone laughed.*
Desiree: Not so funny now, is it? *She turns around to walk away, but a firm paw stopped her from leaving. She turned around and saw the paw belonged to Doug.*
Doug: Young lady, that was uncalled for!
Desiree: They almost gave me bloomin' heartburn! Are you saying that what they did was fine, but when I give them a taste of their own medicine, it's wrong?
Doug: Neither prank was ok! *sighs* Honey, you have to learn to turn the other cheek when someone does something immature! Things are bad enough as it is!
Desiree: Why do I live with any of you?! I HATE THIS FAMILY! FIRST, WE'RE TURNING INTO FREAKS! NEXT, WE HAVE TO LIVE IN A CRUMMY OLD HOTEL RUN BY THE NEPHEW OF OUR WORST ENEMY! AND THEN, TO TOP IT OFF, OUR WORST ENEMY BREAKS OUT OF JAIL TO TRY THE EXACT SAME THING SHE TRIED TO DO 60 YEARS AGO! AND NOW, YOU EXPECT ME TO IGNORE MY ANNOYING, STUCK-UP, AGGRAVATING, IMMATURE SIBLINGS WHO AREN'T TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY? AGH! YOU KNOW, I WISH I WAS TAKEN IN BY A HUMAN INSTEAD OF ALL OF YOU!
*Everyone gasps. Some of the pups start to cry. Desiree stormed out of the Cafe and headed up to her room to stew in her anger.*
Desiree: Stupid family... I just wish they'd just go away... *She jumps into her bed and bitterly reads. But to her surprise, the ground began to rumble, and screaming could be heard.* Of course! I can never get a moment's peace around here. *She walks to her door.* Oi, Diesel! Have you lost the plot again?! *She leaves her room, opens her door, and enters the elevator to the lobby area.* I swear, if it's not one thing, it's another...
*She arrives at the bottom floor and stomps to the lobby, only to find the pups trapped in strange bubbles screaming for help. Cruella, Cuddles, Giggle Fit, Nito, Pork Rind, and Ice Breaker were standing below them with a drilling machine. The villains cackle as Desiree backs up to avoid being seen. The villains were blasting some of the grouped pups with bizarre-looking blasters, trapping groups them in the glowing bubbles the others were trapped in. Soon, everyone except Desiree was trapped.
Cruella: Ah, the plan was perfect. Track a pup down, use it to lead us to the others, and catch them all! Oh, Crystal's spy-fly was a genius idea! *laughs and holds up a bizarre blaster.* And so was this containment ray! They were powerless against us with this trump card!
*Desiree watched in horror as Cruella cackled in victory.*
Cuddles: Uh, wait. Boss, I know that the bubbles keep their powers and check, but what if we miss one pup who still has its powers?
Giggle Fit: Yeah, what happens if it comes looking for them?
Cruella: We don't need to worry about that. The only pup we're missing is the one who hates this family.
*Desiree was taken aback by that comment.*
Cuddles: Yeah. I mean, telling the people who took you in kindness that you never met them was pretty heartless! That's the sign of someone who doesn't care!
*The villains nod and agree. Desiree slowly sunk to the floor in shame.*
Ice Breaker: You know, until we heard that little girl call out her family, I thought I was cold-hearted!
*He and his cohorts laughed as Desiree continued to sink to the floor in shame.*
Nitro: Yeah, talk about ungratefulness! Bet she's glad that we're just taking them!
*The group laughs and moves the bubbles to the driller. Nitro presses his car remote, and it transforms into a loading tanker.*
Nitro: Pork Rind, a little help?
*The warthog monster grabbed the bubbles and loaded them onto the truck. The villans then enter the tanker and drive off laughing. Desiree came from her hiding spot and looked at the destroyed lobby.*
Desiree: *sadly* Oh, no... Oh, no... Please. Please, this has to be a nightmare... They can't be gone... *She sits down and cries.* It's all my fault! *Keeps crying. As the saddened pup continued to cry, her paws glowed magenta. She sniffled and looked.* Desiree: Huh? My paws... *Her paws instantly shot streams of energy out of them and circled around her hands, forming an infinity loop.* Uh, what's happening? *Her body began to glow, and in a flash of light, she disappeared.*
*A magenta-colored clock appeared, rewinding itself and zipping past the day's events backward.*
*At 9:00, in her hotel room, Desiree woke up and turned off her alarm.*
Desiree: Ugh... *stirred herself awake.* Oh, thank dog. It was all just a dream.
*She got out of bed and headed to her bathroom. She was about to brush her teeth when the cap from her toothpaste tube fell down the drain.*
Desiree: Cor blimey! Come on! *sighs* I gotta get it...*Her hand glowed magenta, and the toothpaste tube cap suddenly climbed back up the drain and back onto the toothpaste. Desiree dropped the tube in shock.* ...back. *She looked at her glowing paw, and she yelped.* Oh, that was so not a dream! I, I... I went back in time. Oh, dog...