103 24: THE SHOW MUST GO ON.
Meanwhile, at the House Of De ViL, everyone was in a room sitting at tables, watching the second half of the fashion show and taking pictures of as young girls they came out on stage and walked down the runway, showing off the fur outfits they were modeling in. They were also cheering the girls on as they came out. Among the audience were Lois, Clark, Lucas, Brandon and Max, who were also sitting at a table that had a white table cloth over it, like all the rest of the tables did.
"I've gotta say, this isn't half bad." Said Max.
"Not half bad? Dude, this is amazing." Said Lucas.
"It's more than amazing, this is incredible. I've never seen anything like this before in my life." Added Brandon while recording the whole thing with a Super 8 camera.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Asked Max.
"I'm gettin' the whole show on my Super 8 camera, man. I wanna show this to all of the other boys back home at the orphanage. They're gonna be so jealous." Said Brandon.
"I don't think you should be doing that." Said Clark.
"Don't worry, it'll be our little secret. And it's not like the show is coming out on Blue-Ray and DVD or VHS. You know what i mean?" Said Brandon.
"Everything but that last part." Said Lois.
"What?" Asked Brandon.
"Blue-Ray and DVD are still in," Began Lois. "VHS went out in the early (2000's)."
"But we are in the (2000's)." Said Brandon.
"Actually, we're in the late (2010's). The (2000's) ended after 09, just like the 70's, 80's and 90's ended after 79, 89 and 99." Said Lois.
"Oh. Uh...i knew that." Said Brandon.
"Liar." Said Lucas.
Just then, Alonzo ran over to the table where Lois and her friends were sitting. "Excuse me, miss Richards?"
"Yeah?" Said Lois, turnning to the butler.
"Are you busy at the moment?" Asked Alonzo.
"No, why?" Asked Lois.
"Please come with me." Said Alonzo.
Lois, Clark, Max, Lucas and Brandon all got up from their table and followed Alonzo.
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Backstage, Cruella, Amber, Mia, China, Shanice and all of the other girls were gathered around a young girl Japanese girl named Chelsea, who's face and body was covered in with boils.
Cruella wore red eyeshadow that went up to her eyebrows, black eyeliner on her bottom eyelids, red lipstick on her top lip and black lipstick on her bottom lip. She also wore a red hat with several long black and white striped feathers on top, a black fishnet veil at the front part of her hat, a red fancy buttoned up jacket with the sleeves rolled up at the elbows, long black and white skin tight gloves with long, sharp, black fingernails, a black shirt underneath, a red earing on the right ear and a black earing on the left ear, the Jacker collar stuck up, she wore a long red skirt that went above her ankles, exposing black stockings and red and black high heel shoes. She also wore a white sleevess fur vest that went down to the floor, touching it, with the bottom of the vest being long.
"My face! Something's wrong with me!" Said Chelsea
Alonzo led Lois and her friends backstage. "That's why."
"Oh my gosh!" Lois gasped before she and the others ran up to the other girl.
"Holy cow, what happened?" Said Clark.
"Something's up with my skin!" Said Chelsea.
"Oh my gosh, they're everywhere!" Said Max.
"Yeah." Said Brandon, who was filming the broken out Chelsea with his Super 8 camera.
Chelsea then noticed that she was being filmed by the boy with his camera. "This isn't helping!"
"Does anybody know how this happened?" Asked Cruella.
"The Japanese skin moisterizer." Said one of the girls named Brook.
"That! That!" Said Chelsea.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Asked Amber.
"She found some website that showed her how to make this special Japanese skin cream that's suppose to make you look prettier." Brook confessed.
"Well, she must have had an allergic reaction to it." Said Cruella.
"Oh! These boils feel huge." Said Chelsea as she felt the boils that were all over her face.
"Will she be okay?" Asked Mia.
"Well, the boils on her body are obviously big and..." Alonzo felt the boils on Chelsea's face. "Oh no, they're throbbing erraticly."
"Throbbing erraticly?" Said Mia.
Chelsea felt the boils on her face. "They are throbbing erraticly!"
"Do you think she'll be able to model tonight?" China asked Cruella.
"Of course not." Said Cruella.
"Yes i can! I promise i can!" Said Chelsea.
"Stop talking, your face could explode." Said Alonzo.
"What?!" Said Chelsea.
"Alonzo, take Chelsea over there and put De ViL Ouintment on her face." Said Cruella, pointing to the left.
"Right away, miss De ViL." Said Alonzo.
"De ViL Ouintment? De ViL Ouintment?" Said Chelsea as she was led away by Alonzo.
"Well, i guess that's it for the third show." Said Shanice.
"Not really. It was just one of the girls that got sick." Said Cruella. "Wait. Does anyone else know how to model?"
"Lois does." Said Mia.
"Me Lois?"
All of the other girls and Cruella smiled at Lois.
Lois: "No, no, no, i'm just a designer from New York, who helped with the title of the show. I don't even work here, i..."
"Which means you know the show inside and out. The outfits, the girls who are in it, the music, everything. You can do this, come on." Said Clark.
"No way." Said Lois.
"She said she'll do it!" Said Clark.
"Yay!" All of the girls cheered.
"Wait, no i didn't." Said Lois.
"She can't go out on stage wearing that." Said Cruella.
"Excuse me?" Said Lois.
"Ellen, go get her some of the fur cloths to wear that are in this year's fashion show." Said Cruella.
"I'm on it." Said Ellen before running off.
"I am not going out there." Said Lois.
"Bring her." Said Cruella before she and the other girls walked away.
Amber, Mia, China and Shanice led Lois into the direction where Cruella and the other girls had gone while Clark, Max, Lucas and Brandon left backstage to return to their table in the audience.
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Later, the audience was sitting around at tables, waiting for the show to start, when suddenly, the lights in the room went off and the big theater screen on stage came on and started doing a slide show of Cruella's life.
"Cruella De ViL." Began a female british narrator. "Visionary. Genius. British fashion mogal. Even from an early age, the daughter of fashion mogal, and the original founder and owner of the House Of De ViL, as well as De ViL Industries, Phyllis De ViL, quickly stole the spotlight with her brilliant and unique mind. At age four, she drew her first designer cloths. At age six, her first modaling video. And at 17, she graduated from the University Of London. Or U.O.L. for short. Then...the passing of a legend On New Year's Day of (1970). Shortly after her death, Phyllis De ViL's only daughter, Cruella, stepped in as the new founder and owner of the House Of De ViL and De ViL Industries. Then, in (1996), for reason's unknown, she disappeared for three years, then reappeared in (2000), only to disappear again soon after. During her three and six year absences, Cruella De ViL's first cousin and lifelong friend and ally, famous Hungarian actress, Diane De ViL, stepped in to fill the gap left by the legendary mogal, until on March 3'd of (2007), the mysterious designer returns yet again and is now the new CEO of De ViL Industries. With the keys to the De ViL Empire, Cruella ushers in a new era for her late mother's legacy, creating better designer cloths, better fashion shows and among other things. Today, Cruella De ViL has changed the face of the fashion industry by continuing to dazzle the U.K. world of fashion and it's interests around the globe."
Clark, Max, Lucas and the crowd cheered and clapped their hands as the theater screen on stage, with Cruella's last picture on it, faded to black, returning to it's black outer space image with the red word 'DE VIL' rotating on it. Brandon, meanwhile, was getting the whole thing on camera.
The spotlight then made it's way on Ellen, who was standing on stage in front of the audience, holding a microphone.
Ellen: "As an employee of the House Of De ViL, i've had the unique privilege of working with a real cellebrity. She is my friend and she is my great mentor. Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to present to you the brains behind this fashion house. So give it up for the one, the only, miss Cruella De ViL!"
The crowd cheered and appluaded as the spotlight moved off of Ellen and she went backstage.
(Music: Cruella De ViL)
Just then, someone started banging on drumbs while someone else blew on a horn to make music.
As the music played, the spotlight made it's way back on stage again and a large trap door opened up and a black and white Panther Deville car slowly came up out of the trap door with Cruella laying on the hood on her right side, facing the audience as they all cheered.
Alonzo got out of the driver's side of the car and helped Cruella off of the hood of the vehicle and handed her a microphone.
"Cruella! Cruella! Cruella! Cruella!" The audience cheered.
"Thank you, Alonzo, darling." Said Cruella. "This is beautiful. Thank you. Thank you all very much. This is wonderful. This is really wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. It's good to be back here again in (2017). And it's great to see you all here again from last year's event, as well as some new faces. You missed me?"
"Blow something up!" Said a british woman out in the audience.
"I missed you too. Blow something up? I already did that with last year's event. If you know what i mean. That was a sense of humor, folks. Last year's fashion show rocked all of London, England, as well as all of UK." Said Cruella.
The audience cheered and applauded.
"Good evening ladies and gentelmen. I am your hoast, Cruella De ViL for tonight, and i would like to welcome each and everyone of you to this spectacular night, which has loads and loads and loads in store for you. But before we proceed any fur-ther, i would request that each and everyone of you put your moble phones on an inaudible mode. Can i see your moble phones in your hands, please? Please put them on a silent mode, because we don't want any disturbance while the third act of the show is gowing on. Thank you. Well, i would like to extend a very warm welcome to all of you to the annuel (2017) HOUSE OF DE VIL FASHION SHOW. Do you want a finalie? With an endless display of furs, endless fashion display of sustainable fur cloths, in tune, with the theme for this year's event, written by Lois Richards: THE DE VIL WEARS FUR."
An image of Lois appeared on the theater screen behind Cruella.
"This grand fashion event is presented to you by me, miss Cruella De ViL, the new founder and owner of the House Of De ViL and De ViL Industries and is being held in the honor of my late Mother, Phyllis De ViL. Can we have an applause?"
The audience applauded.
"My Mother was a little shy...so i know that if she were here with us tonight, she would've decided not to come on stage and me to speak on her behalf. So here goes: Now, clearly i'm not my mother." Said Cruella.
The audience laughed at Cruella's joke.
"But if i were, i would tell you how honored i feel and what a joy it is to see you all here tonight at the annuel (2017) House Of De ViL Fashion Show. You know...the best thing about my mother is also the worst thing. She was always working. In the city of London, England, (1917), Phyllis De ViL started the House Of De ViL and De ViL Industries at just the age of 20. As the years went on, both units thrived and prospered greatly, presenting all different kinds of fashions that empacted the world. Then, in (1970), at the age of 80, Phyllis passed the De ViL family legacy down to her one and only daughter...Cruella De ViL. Both the House Of De ViL and De ViL Industries were created in (1917). Here we are at the House Of De ViL's 100'th annuel (2017) fashion show, as well as our 100'th year anniversery. So this is a journey from (1917) to (2017)."
The audience cheered and applauded.
"Okay. Thank you for that round of applause, everyone. I really appreciate it, and i know that my mother would too if she were here with us. Now, with all of that said and done, are we ready?" Said Cruella.
The audience, however, did not respond.
"I'm not hearing anything." Said Cruella.
"YES!" Said the audience.
"No. I know you all have been waiting a very long time, and i thank you for that, but are we really ready to start? Because this is the third and final sequince of the show. If you really are ready, clap and say "Yes, you're in." Said Cruella.
The audience then cheered and applauded.
"That's better. I do love cheers and applauses. Again, thank you all so much for being here, and with that, we begin our third and final sequince. Ladies and gentelmen, i present to you...The De ViL...Wears...FUR!" Said Cruella. She and Alonzo joined hands and bowed before the audience as they all cheered.
Cruella and Alonzo headed back over to the car and the butler held the right door open and she got inside and he closed it.
Alonzo then in on the left side of the car, which was the driver's side, and closed the door.
The audience cheered as the car went back down into the trap door and the trap door closed up.
The stage then lit up, beginning the fashion show.
(Music: First Cool Hive)
The 1'st one up was Amber, who came out on stage, showing off the fur cloths she was wearing. The audience cheered and took pictures of her as she walked down the runway. Once she made it to the end, she did a few poses for the audience before turnning around and heading backstage.
The 2'd model that came out on stage was Mia, who showed off the fur cloths she wore, as she walked down the runway. The audience cheered and took pictures as she posed for them before she turned to go backstage.
The 3'd girl to come out on stage was China. The young African American girl walked down the runway and posed for the audience as they took photos of her. She then turned and headed for backstage.
The 4'th one to come out was Shanice. She walked down the runway and modeled in her fur cloths as the audience took pictures of her. The African American turned and went backstage.
The 5'th girl, Brook, then came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 6'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 7'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 8'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 9'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 10'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 11'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 12'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 13'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 14'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 15'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 16'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 17'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 18'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 19'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 20'th girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 21'st girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
The 22'd girl came onto the stage and walked down the runway and then backstage.
Just then, a circle shapped trapdoor opened up at the end of the runway stage and the 23'd and final model slowly emerged up on stage, wearing the fur cloths.
The audience could not see the model's face, as her back was turned to them.
The 23'd model turned to face the audience, revealing herself to be Lois Richards, and the crowd cheered. The 20 year old American designer then began modeling and posing in the fur cloths as the audience took pictures of her. Lois then turned her back to the audience and opened her fur coat. The audience cheered as the young model turned to them, revealing the inside of the coat, as well as the other outfit she was wearing, while the other 22 models came out on stage. Lois stood back off of the circle-shapped trapdoor and she and the other girls joined hands and bowed to the audience.
(End Of Music)
The audience leeped out of their seats and cheered and applauded all of the girls on each of their performances.
(Song: Shoot To Thrill)
The lights then turned red, lighting up the whole room. The runway stage and the whole floor of the room was then covered by red fog and all of the girls joined hands and started dancing to the rock music, kicking their legs up and down, as embers shot up from the stage behind them.
The red smoke rose up behind the girls as they danced. The girls then parted into two groups as they continued dancing. Embers then shot out of the stage and Cruella came out of the red smoke and the black and white haired woman walked down the runway and stopped at the end of the stage.
Borth groups rejoined hands and continued dancing as the red smoke and embers continued rising up from the stage. The music soon reached it's big finish and embers exploded from the stage behind the girls and the room went dark and the audience cheered and applauded.
(End Of Song)
Clark, Max and Lucas were also clapping their hands while Brandon did a thumbs up while holding his Super 8 camera in his other hand.
"Wow. That was actually pretty good." Said Max, clapping.
"Yeah. Too bad there isn't a 4'th sequince." Said Lucas.
"And the best part is i got the whole thing on camera. I can't wait to show the others back at the orphanage." Said Brandon.
"Come on. Let's go congratulate them on a job well done." Said Clark.
"Actually, i kind of have to go to the bathroom." Said Max.
"(Sighs) I told you to do that before we left." Said Clark.
"I didn't 'HAVE' to go then." Said Max.
"(Sighs) Okay, go right ahead. But take Lucas and Brandon with you." Said Clark.
"What?" Said Max.
"You heard me." Said Clark.
"With all due respect, Mr. Clark, we don't need a babysitter. Brandon and i are capable of looking after ourselves" Said Lucas.
"Actually, i want you to go with Max and make sure he doesn't get lost on his way to the bathroom." Said Clark.
"That we can do." Said Lucas. "Come on, Brandon." He said before leaving the table.
"Coming." Said Brandon before following after Lucas.
The two orphans stopped in their tracks and looked back at Max.
"Come on, Pee-Dawg." Said Lucas.
"Ohhh! That was a good one, yo, that was a good one." Said Brandon as he and Lucas high-fived each other.
"Hee, hee, haha and ho ho. Very funny. You guys oughta be on DEF JAM." Said Max sarcasticly.
"Wow, really?" Asked Lucas.
"You think so?" Added Brandon.
"No. You're not funny. Let's go." Said Max.
"And remember: Make sure you come back here after using the restroom. Don't do anything else. Got it?" Said Clark.
"Yeah, i got it." Said Max before leaving the table.
"Make sure you come straight back here after using the restroom!" Clark repeated.
"We will!" Said Max as he, Lucas and Brandon walked off.
"Okay...now that the kids are away...it's time for Clarky...to play. P-L-A. Y? Because i'm in love." Clark then got up from the table and headed for backstage.
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Backstage, Cruella, Alonzo and the girls were all congratulating Lois on a job well done. Even Chelsea was congratulating her.
"Oh my gosh, Lois!" Said Amber.
"That was incredible!" Added Mia.
"Hey, Lois!" Said Clark as he rushed backstage. "That was awesome! Congratulations on a job well done!"
"Thanks. And thank you for coming to support. That really means a lot to me." Said Lois.
"Ah, don't mention it." Said Clark.
A black woman with light brown hair then entered backstage and walked over to where the groups was. "Excuse me. Who are you?"
"I'm Lois Richards. Who are you?" Asked Lois.
"This is Falan Griffen, the House Of De ViL's recruiter." Said Cruella.
"Do you work here?" Falan asked.
Lois: "No, i just..."
"Would you want to?" Asked Falan.
"Me?" Asked Lois.
"Yes." Said Falan.
"Well...uh...should i?" Said Lois.
"YES!" Shouted everyone.
"But the people who work here are all, like, crazy talanted." Said Lois.
"Yes, and so are you, darling." Said Cruella.
"But what if i'm not good enough?" Asked Lois.
"Come with me, please." Said Cruella. She led Lois out from backstage and everyone else followed them.
The audience was chatting amongst themselves in the dark about how good the fashion show was, when suddenly, the stage lights came on, revealing Cruella, Lois, Clark, Alonzo and all of the other girls that were in the fashion show. The audience ceased their chattering and focused on the group of people on stage.
"HEY!" Said Cruella. "This girl doesn't know if she's good enough to work here at the House Of De ViL. What do you people think?"
The whole crowd instantly cheered for Lois, meaning 'yes'.
"Okay?" Said Cruella.
"OKAY!" Said Lois.
The audience cheered and everyone on stage clapped for Lois, congratulating her on accepting the job offer at the House Of De ViL.
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Outside the House Of De ViL, Rex, Lassie, Jake and Foster walked up the steps and made their way up to the top. After being asigned to the 103 Dalmatians case by the female Doberman, and leaving the meeting, the dogs had decided to investigate the oneand only place where they were 103 percent certain the person behind this crime would be. Maybe it would help them figure out how to get to Mexico. Once they had made it to the top, Rex grabbed the handle of one of the double glass doors and opened it, allowing Lassie, Jake and Foster to go inside before entering himself. Inside the building, the four dogs looked around and saw that there was no one in sight.
As they walked through the room and looked around for any evidence, Jake stopped in his tracks and started sniffing.
Rex, Lassie and Foster took notice of this and stopped in their tracks to see what was troubling their dear friend.
Jake revealed that he had caught a scent...a scent that smelled lik black pepper mixed with cigerrett smoke. He soon realized who the foul oder belonged too. It was Cruella's. Neither of the dogs knew Cruella that well because she rarely ever came around to the DogGroomers to drop off her dog, Fluffy, but they knew enough to know what her scent smelled like.
Rex then realized that Cruella had to be here in order for her scent to be.
Just then, they heard a dinging sound and looked and saw that it was coming from a light blue glass tube elevator up ahead. That meant that someone was on it and was probably coming down here right now to stop on this floor. The dogs knew they had to find some place to hide, and fast. For if someone were to find dogs in here, they would probably alert either the pound or Animal Control and their mission to rescue the 103 Dalmatians in Mexico would be a bust. They couldn't let that happen.
Foster then noticed a desk and he and the others ran behind it and hid, just as the elevator stopped on the floor. The glass doors opened and Cruella stepped out of the smoke filled elevator from her smoking a cigarrett, and walked away as the elevator doors closed behind her. She then stopped in her tracks when her cellphone started to ring. "(Scoffs) Who could be ringing at this time of the night?" The british black and white haired woman reached into her red purse and got out her cellphone and answered it. "Hello." Said Cruella with an attitude as she rolled her neck.
"Hello, boss." Said a distorted voice on the other end.
"You! How dare you call here of all nights! I'm right in the middle of cellebrating my 100'th year Anniversery of the House Of De ViL. You better have a good reason for calling me...Oh, yeah? Well...for your sake...it had better be good news...I hope this is about what i think it's about...Give him time? You bungler! You have been down there for a whole month! I have Scottland Yard breathing down my neck! Now's the time to finish the job! No! No, don't go near my precious puppies! You'll only butcher my fur coat! Runaways? What runaways? You caught two of the puppies wondering around freely on the River Boat! YOU BLUNDERING FOOL! CAN'T YOU KEEP TRACK OF A BUNCH OF INFANT DOGS?! Shut up! I'm taking the next flight down to Mexico! I'm coming over there myself! If you have let anything happen by the time i get there i'll skin all of you!" A now angry Cruella ended the call on her cell. "Jerk." She then dialed another number. "It's me. Ready the air ship plane at the airport. I'm heading there now." She said before hanging up. Cruella placed her cellphone back inside her purse and headed towards the exit.
Rex, Lassie, Jake and Foster, having heard the whole phone conversation, the dogs poked their heads out from behind the desk and watched Cruella as she headed for the exit. The dogs didn't have much to go on from the conversation, but they knew one thing was for sure: Cruella was leaving the country for Mexico, and there was only one reason she would be going there. This was it. They had their lead. They finally had the proof they needed to link Cruella to the theft of all of the Dalmatian puppies in London. This was all the evidence they needed solving this mystery. And they knew that the only way to solve it was to follow Cruella. If she got out of the country, she would get away with this crime. There was only one solution: They had to go with her.
Once Cruella exited the double doors, the dogs saw this as their daring opertunity and headed towards the double glass doors. They looked through the glass doors and saw Cruella getting inside her black and white Panther Deville car and driving off. Rex stood on his hind legs, placed his paws on the handle and pushed the door all the way open.
Lassie, Jake and Foster exited the building and Rex let go of the door and exited the House Of De ViL on all fours. The dogs then rushed down the steps and ran off down the street through the dark city to catch up with the car that had just left.
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