Hey guys! Welcome to my first ever written stories on 101 Dalmatian Street. I initially thought of making one multi-chapter fanfic, but I have problem coming up with ideas. So I decided to start off with collection of 101DStreet one-shots. Do enjoy this first chapter of my collection :)

One-shot # 1: The Telescope

Twilight had enveloped the sprawling city of London, as the evening sun descended rapidly towards the horizon, and the night soon appeared in a brilliant show of glimmering stars and along with it, the omniscient presence of a bright, glowing Moon.

Over at 101 Dalmatian Street, in the heart of the north-western town of Camden, Dolly Dalmatian rode across the sidewalk on her prized skateboard, whizzing past and weaving through the various humans that crossed her path, a gleeful smile plastered on the young dalmatian's lips as she rode her favorite skateboard until she eventually arrived at the doorstep of the posh townhouse that she lived in.

After a light chuckle with herself, Dolly hopped off her skateboard and burst through the door, a satisfied grin now visible as she made her entrance. Normally, despite being spritely and as carefree as she usually was, Dolly wouldn't have dared to sneak out to the park so late in the evening to practice a few new skateboarding moves, as she had just done so in the last one hour.

Her parents would never let her, nor any of her 98 other siblings, the chance to sneak out of the house once they got home from work. But tonight was different; their father, Doug, had a training course at the firehouse that would stretch into the wee hours of the night and their mother Delilah had to work overtime at the hospital due to a sudden shortage of staff.

It was the golden opportunity for Dolly, and she had just made sure to make every second of the past one hour count. Of course, her brother Dylan would probably disapprove of her for sneaking off, but hey, what's the worst he could do about it? Dolly brushed it aside and assumed that she would probably soon be met by a barrage of over-dramatic complaints from Dylan like the old grandmother he was, but, as she stood at the door, she was surprised that her brother wasn't already waiting for her with his usual annoyed face planted on his- well… face.

No, instead, she was met with the sight of an empty living room… but the sounds of her siblings eating in the kitchen could be heard. Dolly heaved a sigh of relief. Dylan was probably eating dinner with the others, and that probably meant he was too busy eating to air out his disapproval of her sneaking out. Dolly grinned. This day just got better and better!

She made her way to the kitchen and peeked in. She saw all the pups eating messily at their own spots at the table. However, Dylan was nowhere to be found at his end of the table, which, for once, came to as being odd for Dolly.

"Hey guys…" Dolly said as she made her way into the kitchen. "Anyone seen Dylan?"

While most of the pups were so engrossed in their meals and seemed to have not even noticed her, Diesel, the male pup who was seated closest to her responded, "Well, he served us dinner… then he went off."

"He went off? Without eating dinner with you guys?" Dolly asked with a raised brow.

"Yeah… strange isn't it?" Diesel commented, staring off into space as if he was mystified by his elder brother's absence… but proceeded to continue stuffing his face into his dog bowl milliseconds later.

"You know, Dolly," Dawkins eventually spoke after taking a pause in his meal, gaining her attention. "He was looking for you earlier just now. He looked a bit upset as he was setting up the dinner table."

Dolly released an exasperated sigh. "Ugh. What else is new?" she rhetorically asked. Classic Dylan, all right. But still, surely he wouldn't be this over-dramatic just because he was upset that she snuck out? But then again, this is Classic Dylan she was talking about. "Anyways… did he say where he'll be?" she asked Dawkins.

Dawkins shrugged. "No, he didn't say. Perhaps you can check his treehouse? If he's not here, that's the only other place he could be at."

"Yeah, guess I'll look over there," Dolly said half-heartedly. "Thanks, Dawkins."

She left the kitchen and made her way to her brother's treehouse. Along the way, she grinned to herself as she tried to guess the words that will come out her brother's mouth when he starts lecturing her about not sneaking out so late in the evening.

Soon, she found herself in front of the door of the treehouse. Alright, here we go… Dolly sighed to herself before she swung the door open without even bothering to knock. "Hey, bro! Aren't you forgetting this little thing called dinner?" She called out, trying to mimic her usual carefree tone and pretending she hadn't done anything wrong.

As Dawkins had predicted, Dylan was in fact in his treehouse. When the door swung open, Dylan had been preoccupied with his telescope that was aimed through the window of the treehouse towards the heavens above, and he immediately shot an unamused look the moment Dolly swooped inside. "Oh, there you are, Dolly." He mildly greeted her with his eyes trained on her. "So… how did that new skateboarding move work out for you in the park?"

"Oh, it went great! I thought I didn't have a chance to even keep my balance on the board 'cause nobody else had attempted such a- wait a minute…" Her ecstatic drivel came to an immediate halt when she realized there was something wrong with Dylan's last sentence. "How'd you know I was in the park?"

Dylan merely grinned at her and beckoned her to join him at the telescope with his paw. With a raised brow, Dolly went over to her brother. He aimed the telescope towards the right as furthest as he could through the window and motioned Dolly to look through the eye-piece. "Be my guest," he said smugly.

Dolly peered into the eye-piece and was subtly shocked that she could see a clear view of the park through the powerful lens of the telescope. And specifically, Dylan had purposely aimed the telescope at the very spot in the park where she had been practicing her new skateboarding move.

Dolly pulled away from the eye-piece and looked at Dylan. "Whoa! You're telling me that of all the dogs you could have spied on, you chose to spy on your own sister?" She exclaimed with a somewhat teasing grin at him.

"Hey, I wasn't spying!" Dylan retorted, not expecting that kind of reaction from her.

"Seriously, bro? You don't call this spying?" Dolly further proded him, with a raised brow and the same teasing grin on her lips.

"Well…" Dylan stuttered, wondering why on Earth was he the one who had to defend himself when he was the one who caught his sister red-handed sneaking out. "Well, even if it's spying, I wouldn't have to 'spy' on you if you had just told me that you were going to the park!"

This time, Dolly couldn't deny what he had said. "Yeah, okay… I guess you're right about that," she eventually admitted. "So, I'm guessing you're about to spend the next ten minutes giving me one of your world-famous lectures about not sneaking out?"

"Well, I would… if it weren't for two things," Dylan coolly responded. "One; I watched you try out your new skateboarding moves and saw that you reached home without hurting yourself, and two; it's a clear night tonight, so I was able to watch the stars just now while you were looking for me."

Dolly wondered how he knew that she had been looking for him, but decided to brush that question aside. "You sure the telescope had been pointing upwards and not anywhere else before I came in?" she teased, earning an annoyed sigh from Dylan. "I'm just joking, bro," she giggled before readjusting the telescope and aimed it properly towards the clear night skies.

She once again peered into the eye-piece, and for the first time, Dolly was awed at the view of the vast night-time sky overhead. The full moon glowed a brilliant silver hue and the hundreds of stars that surrounded it made it a breath-taking view. Whoah… she mentally gasped, astounded by what she was seeing.

The sky was indeed clear that night, she didn't even need to use the telescope to gaze at the stars. She moved her face away from the eye-piece and simply stared at the dark canvas of the night sky through the window, that was dotted with the glimmering stars and the gleaming rays of the glowing Moon at its centre.

Dylan observed his sister, happy that she was starting to enjoy one of his favorite past-times. "I didn't know you liked stargazing," he commented.

"Not before, actually," Dolly admitted, not taking her eyes away from the window. "But… I guess now I know why you like to look at them so much."

She then decided to momentarily shift her attention to her brother before scooting closer towards him and resting her head on his shoulder. "Hey, bro… Mind if I stay here for awhile and watch the stars with you?"

Her soft voice was sincere and came as a pleasant surprise for Dylan. "Sure, Dolly… I'm more than happy to share the stars with you," he responded good-humoredly, resting his chin on top of her head and putting his right paw across her back.

The soft feeling of her fur and body against his was no stranger for Dylan, but it was the feeling of the familial warmth that they felt while sitting together was what made the moment special. The two siblings sat silently for the next fifteen minutes, happily nestled in each other's warm embrace, and enjoying the view of the stars above, and of course, each other's company.

They may have had lots of heated bickering in the past, as was a normal daily routine for all siblings, but it was loving moments like these that would make amends to whatever disagreements they had before, and above all, maintain the special bond that they had in the relationship that both Dolly and Dylan shared; being a brother and sister to each other.

Soon, the sound of a worried Dawkins could be heard from down below, as the younger pup called out his older brother and sister's names. After Dylan promised to Dolly that he won't tell their parents about her sneaking out, the two Dalmatian siblings made their way down to spend the rest of the night with their younger brothers and sisters.

End.

Hope you guys enjoyed it! I know that the Dalmatians always sneak out at night (or had activities outside their house in the night) throughout the series, but let's just ignore that fact for the sake of this story, shall we? Do leave a kind review, and if anyone has any ideas for my next one-shot, do leave your suggestions in the comments :)