In Paris, France, there was a golden blonde girl with short hair who was waiting for Cherry to arrive, then looked to Miss Clavel with her students.
"Auntie Clara?" the blonde girl asked.
"Oh, Charlotte, zhis is a vunderful surprise!" Miss Clavel smiled to the blonde girl.
"It most certainly is." Charlotte smiled.
The two shared a hug.
"Girls, zhis is my niece, Charlotte, I have not seen her in oh-so long." Miss Clavel told her students.
"Bonjour, Charlotte~" the girls greeted her.
"Bonjour, girls." Charlotte smiled.
Miss Clavel smiled.
"I am waiting for my old friend Cerise from America." Charlotte told them why she was at the airport.
"I'm waiting for my friends Darla and Amber." Madeline smiled.
The little girls smiled in agreement.
Miss Clavel sneezed, but then smiled. "Excuse moi."
Soon enough, the plane landed.
"Zhe plane! Zhe plane!" one of Miss Clavel's girls called.
The girls gathered around and the people on the plane from America were boarding off after a very long flight. All the girls started to wait to see Darla and Amber get off. Darla looked around until her name was called and she then smiled once she saw the French girls she was now close with. The girls rushed over and hugged Darla and Amber and greeted her as Cherry met up with Charlotte.
"So nice to see you again." Miss Clavel smiled to Darla and Amber.
"It's nice to see you all again too." Darla and Amber smiled.
"Miss Clavel, could Darla and Amber stay at school vith us?" Yvette asked.
"Oh, please!" the other girls begged.
"If zhat is okay vith Atticus." Miss Clavel smiled.
"It's alright with me." Atticus said.
"Very vell then, let's get you all settled in," Miss Clavel smiled before sneezing again. "Oh, excuse moi, my allergies must be acting up."
"You have been sneezing for a vhile, Miss Clavel." Madeline pointed out in worry.
"She has?" Amber asked out of concern.
"I am fine, really." Miss Clavel smiled before coughing weakly.
Atticus soon went up to Miss Clavel before feeling her forehead. He could feel that she was quite warm. "We better call the doctor."
"Oui, oui, Auntie Clara." Charlotte agreed.
"Yeah." Cherry also nodded.
Miss Clavel led her girls out of the airport as they went with Cherry, Atticus, Darla, Amber, and Charlotte back to their boarding school. They soon called the doctor. Atticus sent Miss Clavel straight to bed just to make sure and she could barely stand up now.
"You would be a great doctor, Atticus." Amber said.
"Thanks, Amber, but I'm aiming for detective." Atticus smiled.
"It's true." Darla said.
"You do not have to do zhis." Miss Clavel told Atticus.
"Yes, I do, now you need to rest." Atticus said.
Miss Clavel then sighed as she turned over in her bed to get some rest until the doctor would show up.
"You are unvell, Miss Clavel." Madeline frowned.
"Do not worry, girls, I vill feel better toot sweet." Miss Clavel reassured before letting out a nasty sneeze.
Genevieve whimpered as she looked worried for the woman as well.
"All we can do now is wait for the doctor." Cherry said.
"We called him." Monique nodded.
Mrs. Murphy was making some nice hot soup to give to Miss Clavel while the doctor was on his way.
"I'm sure the hot soup will help." Darla said.
"Be careful." Mrs. Murphy warned the girls about carrying the soup.
"We will." Amber assured.
Miss Clavel was in her bed as the doctor was by her side and the girls came to comfort their headmistress. "Merci, girls," she smiled as she took the soup gently from Madeline. "Vhat ever vould I do vithout you?"
"Oh, this is not good," the doctor shook his head at the thermometer results. "You must stay in bed."
"But, my girls..." Miss Clavel frowned to the girls who needed to be looked after.
"I can look after them for you." Atticus volunteered.
"They can also help look after you." the doctor agreed.
There was then music heard which gave Miss Clavel a headache.
"I don't think the music is helping." Cherry said.
"It's coming from next door." the doctor noticed.
"Pepito!" Madeline called from out the window to the son of the Spanish ambassador who was practicing violin.
"Who?" Cherry asked.
"He's the son of the Spanish ambassador." Darla replied.
"Is he annoying?" Atticus asked.
"Sometimes," Amber replied. "Let Madeline handle this though." She then smirked since Madeline was closer with the boy than the others.
The rest of the girls agreed.
"Hola, Madeline!" Pepito called to the French girl he was friends with now.
"Vhat are you doing?" Madeline asked.
"Mama insists I learn to play the violin." Pepito replied.
"Pepito, Miss Clavel is not well," Madeline told the son of the Spanish Ambassador who lived next door. "Your music is hurting her head!"
"Oh..." Pepito pouted before getting an idea. "Perfecto! I will tell Mama, no violin until Miss Clavel is better." he then put up his instrument and went to tell his mother that he couldn't play until the mistress of the boarding school would feel better.
"Well, that was resolved quickly." Darla smiled.
"Keep her warm and give her love," Dr. Cohn told the girls. "She will recover soon enough."
"Oh, poor Auntie Clara..." Charlotte hugged her poor sick aunt.
"Don't worry, Charlotte; Atticus is here, he'll be able to help." Cherry assured her.
"Gee, thanks..." Atticus replied.
"You're welcome." Cherry replied back.
"Merci, Dr. Cohn!" Madeline and the other school girls called out as the doctor left to go back to the hospital.
Darla and the girls then started to tuck in Miss Clavel's blanket so she wouldn't get cold. "There you go, all tucked in." She smiled to Miss Clavel.
"Miss Clavel, you may play with my marbles," Yvette offered as she took out a bag. "They will cheer you up!"
"Thank you, mon petite, but you keep them," Miss Clavel replied. "I know how you treasure them. Do not worry, mes enfant... You make me 'appy, tomorrow, I will be better and I will take care of you." she then suddenly coughed sickly before falling asleep.
"Come on, girls, let's let Miss Clavel sleep." Atticus whispered before he and the girls left the room quietly as Darla turned off the light and they closed the door behind them. He smiled to his little sister as he then left with her and the others.
Charlotte was a bit worried, but Cherry did her best to soothe her since they were good friends and all.
"Don't worry, your aunt will be fine." Cherry coaxed.
"Merci, Cerise." Charlotte said softly.