104R 4: The Ghost Of 20's Past.

U.S. Kansas

Back in America, in the countryside of Kansas, at the Miller farm, Rex and Jason were down stairs, in the livingroom, sitting on the sofa, each drawing on a notepad of paper with a crayon.

Jason sat on the sofa, indian style, as he drew on his notepad. He looked exactly like he did a year ago, in (2020), when he was 10 years old. He wore his pale green, sleeveless muscle shirt, with the green trims around the straps, his yellow pajama bottoms and he was barefoot.

When Rex tried to look at Jason's drawing, the 10 year old boy moved it away. "Hey. Huh, huh? You can see mine, but i can't see your's? Is that how it's gonna work? I don't think so. Let me see, come on. Let me see."

Jason showed Rex his drawing.

"Well, look at that." Said Rex. "What do you think about mine?" He asked, showing Jason his drawing.

"Cool." Said Jason.

"Really?" Rex asked.

"Yeah." Said Jason.

"That's high praise coming from a great artist like you." Said Rex.

Jason: "Dad..."

"I'm serious. Look at you, this is great. You're very talented, just like your Mom when she was your age, cause you didn't get that from me. Can i get a hug?" Said Rex.

"Yeah." Said Jason before putting his notepad down on the table in front of him and Rex.

"Yeah? Thank you, i can get a hug. I get two different hugs. Huh, you want two different hugs?" Said Rex as he grabbed Jason, sat him in his lap, and started hugging the boy. "You know i love you, right?"

"I love you too, Dad." Said Jason.

Rex then placed his arms around Jason's neck and started hugging him.

While being hugged by his Dad, Jason felt Rex's arms tighten a little around his neck. "Dad...not so hard. You're squeezing me." Rather than let the boy go, Rex tightened his grip on his neck. "(Choking) You're hurting me, stop! Stop, i can't breathe! I can't breathe! Dad!"
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Rex's eye's shot open and he sat up, shirtless, gasping and sweating. He then looked around and saw where he was. He was in the dark bedroom of his apartment, sitting up in his bed while it was rainning, thundering and lightning outside. What was that just now? Another dream about him and Jason? Ever since Jason went into a coma, Rex had been having these dreams about himself and Jason spending time together as father and son...and he continued to have them every night, even after his son awoke from his coma a year ago. Why was that? Now that Jason was back with them, shouldn't he have stopped having them? Why was it in every dream, Jason was always 10? And more importantly...

why did this dream end with Rex hurting him? Rex would never harm his son. He protected him from Stacy, Cruella, and their gang of thugs, in Australia with his life and would do it all over again, if need be. Thank goodness it was only a dream.

"(Sighs) It was just a dream." Said Rex.

"Pitty." Came a voice.

Rex looked in front of him and saw a figure lurking in the darkness of his room.

"No matter how hard we try...we can't always protect our children from the evil in this world." Said the figure.

"What? Who's there? Show yourself!" Said Rex.

"As you wish." Said the figure. the unknown person stepped out of the darkness and into the moon light that was coming from the window, revealing themselves as none other than Cruella De ViL. She wore the outfit she had on in (2000) when she drew the hood on the original drawing of the Dalmatian fur coat. Her hair was even in the same fashion. "Hello, my son...did you miss me?"

Rex's eyes went wide. "Cruella!" He gasped. Rex had hopped to never, ever see this woman again...not after everything she had put him, Gigi and Jason through. It was Cruella who had stolen 104 Dalmatians from the state of Texas, it was Cruella and her gang who had kidnapped Jason, and it was Cruella who was the reason Jason had spent six months of his life on hospace, in a coma, and had come back as a completely different person he and Gigi didn't even recognize to this day. He was no longer the sweet, kind and careing little angel he once was before all that had happened with Cruella, Stacy and the 104 Dalmatians. Bio Mom or not, that was all Cruella's fault. He actually had to thank Cruella, for everything that had happened, in a way. If she hadn't gotton her hands on that letter Gigi had sent to him in college, that Stacy had stolen from him, Cruella wouldn't have been able to use it to blackmail her into aiding and abeting her into helping steal 104 Dalmatians from the state of Texas, Rex probably wouldn't have found out that Jason was his son and would probably still be with Stacy right now if it wasn't for all of that.

"No, sorry. Not quite. I am the spirit of Cruella De ViL. The ghost of 20's past, so to speak."

"What on Earth are you doing here?!" Rex demanded.

"I'm just checking in on my son, is all." Said Cruella.

"Since when?" Rex said.

"Since now, darling. I'm here because you need my help in getting through to that ex-angel grandson of mine." Said Cruella.

"Yeah, well, i'm not interested." Said Rex.

"You're obviously in need of a mother's guidence. Two young people, such as you and Gigi,...raising a troubled kid who doesn't even want you to be his father." Said Cruella.

"Jason is the best thing that ever happened to me!" Said Rex.

"Well, one could hardly expect better, given everything that's happened. Your adoptive mother, Roxy, the life liar, your fiance, Stacy, the two-face liar, your friend, Gigi, the town liar, your son, the problem child." Said Cruella.

"You shut up!" Said Rex.

"What, you would honostly defend Jason Miller?" Cruella asked.

"Don't! Your words can't hurt me." Said Rex.

"That's true. After all...it wasn't i who put your son in a coma for six months." Said Cruella.

"I said shut up." Said Rex.

"And once he had finally awoken...he was never the same sweet angel of a kid, you first met when you came to town, ever again. His life is forever changed." Said Cruella.

"Go away! I don't want you hear, Cruella, go away!" Said Rex.

"Very well." Said Cruella. "But please keep in mind what i said. You will your son...will always be welcome in the De ViL family." She said before slowly starting to fade "Oh, and...Rex..." Cruella's fading ceased. "tell my grandson i said...Happy 12'th Birthday." Cruella's ghost faded away, leaving behind a horrified Rex.

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Meanwhile, at the Miller farm, up stairs, inside her bedroom, Gigi sat up in her bed, reading her book, THE TEXAS 104 DALMATIANS. She could believe how much it had sold and how much money it had made this past year. Now here it was, the novel had made it's way from pages to screen. And chances were the movie was getting way more hits than the book had when it was published in (2020). Not likely, people change things whenever they do a movie that's based off of a book. The Book was always better than the film becuase it was the original. The original was always the best. End of story.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Came a scream from out of the room.

"Jason?!" Gigi screamed. The 31 year old Mom rushed out of bed, ran out of her room over to the door to Jason's room and opened it and rushed inside, only to find that the room was empty, Jason's bed was empty and so was the puppy basket. Molly was missing aslo. "Jason?! Molly?! Dice?! Mickey?! Max?! Olive?! ANYONE?! ANSWER ME!"

"What's the matter, Gigi?" Came a voice.

Gigi turnned and saw Cruella standing in the opened doorway to Jason's room. She wore her red dress that she wore at that dinner party at her house back in (2000).

"Can't sleep?" Said Cruella.

"What the? Where did you come from? You're dead! What are you doing here, where's Jason?! Where are the puppies, where's Molly?!" Gigi demanded.

"Gigi, Gigi, Gigi...Rex was so gitty about the fact that i was dead and that Stacy was going to prison...that he didn't pay attention to her words...but he should have." Said Cruella.

"What? What are you talking about?" Gigi asked.

"I'm talking about the curse Stacy put on you and Rex just before she went to prison." Said Cruella.

"No, no, no, no, no, you're not real. This isn't real, i'm dreaming, i'm dreaming." Said Gigi as she tried to wake herself up.

"Dream. Dream of the curse Stacy put on you, Rex, and your family, Gigi. She said, and i quote: "You and Gigi will never again know happiness in this era...or any other...for as long as you both shall live. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Said Cruella.

"JASON!" Gigi screamed.
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Gigi's blue eyes shot open and she sat up and gasped for air and breathed deeply. She looked at her surroundings and saw that she was in her bed, inside her bedroom.

"(Sighs). It was just a dream." Said Gigi.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Came a loud scream.

"Jason?!" Gigi screamed before rushing out of bed. She rushed out of her room, ran over to the door to Jason's room and went in. "Jason!" She said as she ran inside. She looked around and saw that Molly and the puppies were all awake. Most likely because of the loud scream that had been heard. The only thing that was missing from the room was Jason because his bed was empty. "Jason? JASON?!" She called out.

As if on cue, one of the closet's doors opened and out stepped Jason, who's face was tear strained. He wore a white sleeveless muscle shirt with straps, a pair of pink shorts that went down to his knees and he was barefoot.

"Jason!" Said Gigi as she rushed over to her 12 year old son and hugged him. "Oh, thank goodness you're safe. Don't you ever scare me like that again, you hear? I thought something terrible had happened to you. What happened? Why did you screamed? Why were you hidding in the closet?" She asked while looking at Jason.

Rather than answer her question, Jason just looked at his mother with tears running down his face. The 12 year old bowed his head. Truth be told, this wasn't the Jason, that everyone knew and loved that was coming out, for inwardly, Jason had passed away. It was really all Ansem that was coming out. But because he was now the boy's inner self, he was Jason. While the kid may have been inwardly dead and gone, his body was still living and active, and therefore, so were his emotions. Ansem was now the boy's inner self, and therefore, was Jason, so he felt all of the kids emotions and had his nightmares about Cruella.

Gigi then looked down with Jason and saw that a yellow liquid coming out of the right leg of the shorts and onto the spot of the floor where Jason stood. The poor kid was so frightened, he had lost complete control of his bladder and was peeing on himself. Gigi looked back up at Jason, who looked up at her, with tears in his eyes, and bowed his head in shame.

"I had a bad dream about Cruella." Said Jason, with his head bowed.

"Oh." Said Gigi as she looked at her son. This was the first time he had ever opened up to anyone since he woke up from his coma. And that was a year ago. "Come here, sweetheart." Said Gigi as she hugged Jason. "I gotcha. I gotcha." She said while hugging her son. She knew exactly how he felt, being that she had just had a nightmare about Cruella herself, and she emphathized with the kid. "Why don't you come and sleep with me tonight, okay?"

"Okay." Said a crying Jason.

"Alright, let's get changed first, okay?" Said Gigi.

Jason nodded.

"Alright, let's go change." Said Gigi before she and Jason went over to the dresser to get him some new sleeping cloths. Once he had changed, they would head off to his mother's room and they would go back to sleep and forget that this night had ever happened. The same could be said about Rex. But it was going to be impossible for either of them to wake up from this bad dream. No. This wasn't a dream...this was a nightmare...a really dark nightmare...but none of them knew just how dark it was going to get.

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