103 35: THE 103 DALMATIANS.
Back at the bayou part of the island, inside the River Boat, Rex, Lassie, Jake and Foster were roming around, searching for the 103 Dalmatians. After over hearing Cruella and Dr. Pavlov's conversation about her plans for the puppies, the four dogs were now more determined than ever to find and rescue them.
Lassie couldn't believe what Cruella wanted all of those puppies for. She wanted to kill them and make them into a fur coat. That terrible woman. Boy, if Lassie was only a ten foot dog, she'd show her.
The four dogs continued looking for the puppies, but could not find them. And after a few more minutes of searching, the four dogs had decided to stop and rest.
After not being able to locate the 103 Dalmatians, Rex started to wonder if he and the others really were capable of pulling off this daring rescue. If they were actually cut out for this line of work. The Border Collie was starting to think they weren't. They knew that the 103 Dalmatians were stored away on this boat. They only question was...where? That was the question that they had all been trying to answer by searching the boat and sniffing around for any trace of the puppies' scents. But they had no luck what-so-ever in finding them, either way. This was just great. Here it was they had started the ALL DOGS ALERT in London, snuck out of the house to atend an ALL DOGS MEETING, took the asignment to rescue 103 Dalmatian puppies, snuck into a fashion house building, followed a mad woman to the airport, snuck on board an air ship plane that flew to an island in Mexico, and now it looked like they had come a long way for nothing. He had to admit...this didn't look good.
Jake couldn't believe what he was seeing and hearing from Rex. Did the Border Collie mean that they weren't gonna find the puppies, rescue them and Moose?
Looking at the position that they were all in, with being stuck on an island, Rex didn't think that they were gonna be able to save themselves. How could they? Were just dogs, after all. A bunch of dogs that where in way over their heads. They were destined to fail from the start. Look at them. They didn't even come close to finding all of the puppies. They had let everybody down. The people who were the owners of all of those Dalmatians that were stolen...the London dog population...the 103 Dalmatians...they let down Moose...and they let down Lois. They failed. They never officially found all of the 103 Dalmatians. But it was hopeless anyway. After all...what could four dogs like them do?
The sound of the London dogs barking and howling played over and over again in Foster's head and he reminded everyone that the London dog society was counting on them. They couldn't quit now. They just had to rescue those puppies. As if on cue, the Jack Russell Terrier caught a whif of something. Something all too familiar. It was a very strong scent. A much stronger scent. A scent that was stronger than any other scent he had ever smelled in his entire life.
Soon Rex, Lassie and Jake soon caught the scent as well. It was a very strong scent. They had never smelled anything like it before. Indeed, it was a very strong scent. And they could tell that it was coming from inside the boat. This meant that the source of the scent was very close by. All they had to was find it.
Foster led the way and the others followed after him. The dogs followed the scent and the smell led them to a flight of stairs. They quickly realized that the scent continued on down and the dogs followed the scent down stairs, leading them down to another floor. They followed the scent into a room and walked up some stairs that led to a door. The dogs smelled the door and realized the scent was coming from the other side of the door, and began to wonder how they were going to get in?
Foster then noticed a vent on the left side of the door and sniffed it. He could smell the scent coming through the vent, conferming the source to be on the other side. The Jack Russell Terrier scrached at the vent with his paw and the other dogs srached at it as well, moving the vent out of place.
Once the vent had been moved out of place, the dogs went in through the square hole, entering the other side of the door. One the other side of the door, Rex, Lassie, Jake and Foster saw a room full of countless Dalmatian puppies. Most of them were black spotted, some were brown spotted, others were lemon spotted, while few of them had yellow spots. Many of the Dalmatians wore collars around their necks while others didn't. The dogs looked all over the room and saw that all of the puppies filled it. Could these puppies have been them? Could they have possibly been the 103 Dalmatians they had been searching for?
"Rex, Lassie, Jake Foster!" Came a voice.
The four dogs turned and saw that a familiar Dalmatian puppy was among the crowd of other Dalmatians. It was Moose. This confermed their theory. There was no question about it now...these were the 103 Dalmatians they had been searching for.
"Boy, am i glad to see you." Said Moose. "Where did you come from?"
Rex revealed that he and the others followed Cruella's car to the airport and stowed away on her air ship plane that was bound here to Mexico to save Moose and the other Dalmatians.
"Did you hear that, guys? Help has arrived." Said Moose to the other Dalmatians.
"I heard, Moose." Said Nicky, a black spotted Dalmatian with black ears, brown eyes and a blue collar around his neck. "But didn't you bring somebody big with you? Like the police?"
Jake confessed that they didn't bring the police and that it was just the four of them.
Lassie then encouraged everyone that if they all work together and have a little faith, she was sure they could all get off this island alive and in one peice.
"That's what Lois always says." Said Moose. "Faith makes things turn out right."
Foster knew it was late, but they had to escape tonight. Like, right now, tonight.
"We have to escape tonight? Why?" Asked Nicky.
Rex then revealed to the 103 Dalmatians that when he and the others snuck onto the boat, they overheard Cruella and her partner having a discussion about shipping them off to Australia by plane tomorrow.
"They're shipping us off to Australia by plane tomorrow?" Said Moose.
"Tomorrow?!" Nicky gasped. "But tomorrow is Taco night."
"Not the time, Nick." Said Moose.
"Oh, sorry." Said Nicky.
Rex then revealed to the 103 Dalmatians that that was why they had to escape tonight and right now.
"But Nicky and i just got caught by Bruce and Neo. Look what they did to my collar." Said Moose.
Foster then looked out a window and confirmed that the Gators were still down there gaurding the bridge.
"Those vicious monsters. They ought to be locked up in a cage." Said Moose.
"I know, i know! Come on, i'll show you." Said Nicky.
"Right." Moose then turned to the other Dalmatians. "The rest of you stay here. We'll be right back."
The Dalmatian led Moose and the other four dogs out through the open vent and stopped at the foot of some steps. "See there? The elevator."
All six of the dogs looked down at a cage elevator lift.
"It's a perfect cage, Nicky. Great idea. But what can we use for bait?" Said Moose.
"Oh, they'll eat anything." Said Nicky.
"Yeah, i know." Said Moose. "I've got it. Two of us can be the bait."
"Say what?" Asked Nicky.
"Don't you remember what it was like when we escaped. They came looking for us. It they did that with us, they'll do it with two other Dalmatians." Said Moose.
"You're right. Crazy, but it just might work." Said Nicky.
"It will work." Said Moose.
"I'll slam the door. And will that make Cruella mad." Said Nicky.
"Yeah. I can just see her scolding them right now." Said Moose. "Bruce! Neo! You let those little beasts escape! You're too soft! You idiots!" Said the six week old puppy, mimicing Cruella.
"(Laughing) Hey, that's pretty good." Nicky said. "That's exactly like Cruella."
"Track them down, boys. Bring them back." Said Moose, mimicing Cruella again.
"And we'll be so fast, they won't be able to catch us." Said Nicky.
"Wait, hold on. She might catch us in her car." Said Moose.
"We'll swipe it. I've always wanted to drive it." Said Nicky.
"But what if Cruella wakes up while we're starting it? We're in trouble. We gotta stall 'em somehow." Said Moose.
"How about the fireworks? We'll shoot 'em off in Cruella's bedroom. That'll keep her busy." Said Nicky.
"Oh, Nicky, it's so exciting. Live bait, crocs, carjacking. It's just got to work." Said Moose.
"It's our only chance. But we'll have to take it." Said Nicky.
"DR. PAVLOV! DOCTOR, GET DOWN HERE!" Came the screaming voice of Cruella.
"What is it, miss De ViL? What's going on?" Asked Dr. Pavlov as he rushed down some stairs and rushed into another room where Cruella was.
Cruella: "Oh, shut up! Long flight or not..."
Moose and the other dogs stood at the top of the steps and listened in on Cruella's conversation with Dr. Pavlov.
"I bet those two are up to something." Said Moose.
"Yeah, but what? What?!" Asked Nicky.
"Don't worry about that, Nick. We must hurry and get the others out of here." Said Moose. "Come on! We haven't got much time."
"We can't escape now, Cruella and her partner are still awake. Not to mention that those two Gators are still down there at the bridge, gaurding it. We'll have to wait until early in the morning to escape." Said Nicky.
"Well, it's settled then. We escape by morning or the the enemy deports us all to Australia. But even if we do manage to escape, where will we go?" Said Moose.
"There's an old abandoned building here on this part of the island. We can take shelter there until we can figure out what to do next." Said Nicky.
"Yes, of course. Great idea, Nicky." Said Moose.
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