"I can't believe this is my last night." Madeline frowned.

"Sad indeed." Yvette agreed.

"Non, non," Danielle sat up, but a tear rolled down her cheek. "It is wonderful for Madeline..." she then broke down crying.

Darla couldn't stand the girls crying so she stood up and decided to tell them all she knew so far.

"Oh, Madeline, whatever will we do without you?" Chloe asked.

"Madeline's not going anywhere and neither am I." Darla said as she sat up in her bed with a firm look on her face.

"What do you mean, Darla?" Amber asked.

"You 'eard Uncle Horst, Darla..." Madeline replied.

"That man is not our uncle!" Darla told her. "He is a phony!"

"What are you talking about?" Chloe asked.

"How do you know?" Janine asked.

"Um... Well... Uh..." Darla wasn't sure how to tell that truth honestly. "Erm... Atticus told me!"

"How did Atticus know? Did Patch or Maisy tell them?" Amber asked before she covered her mouth.

"Patch and Maisy?" the other girls asked in suspicion of talking animals.

"We might as well tell them while telling you what they told me and Atticus." Darla sighed.

"Go ahead, Darla..." Amber replied. "You might as well."

Darla soon told the girls all about the pets able to talk and the Pound Puppies and the Pound Furries. The girls were surprised and confused at first.

"She's telling the truth." Amber defended her best friend.

"It's true." Maisy said.

The girls did a double take at Maisy.

"It's a special method called Puppy Power, or in my case, Kitty Power," Maisy told the girls. "That's how I'm talking to all of you."

"But you all have to promise not to tell anyone." Amber said.

"We won't." The girls promised.

"Good..." Maisy approved.

"So, how did you find out?" Madeline asked.

"We ran a DNA scan through a machine in the Headquarters and where it showed the information of who the man truly is and who he works for/with." Maisy said.

"This cannot be true!" Yvette gasped.

"I'm afraid it is." Maisy replied.

"Who does he work for?" Chloe asked.

"A woman named Madame LaCroque." Maisy said.

"That name sounds familiar." Darla said.

"Really?" Maisy asked.

"I know I've heard that name from somewhere, but I'm not sure where..." Darla scratched her head in thought.

"Wasn't she incredibly beautiful?" Madeline asked.

"I swear, she'll come to me in a dream tonight, but how can I sleep?" Darla replied. She then thought of a plan, but involved some acting here and there.

"You have an idea?" Amber asked her best friend.

Darla nodded before she whispered her idea to the girls. The girls came out of their beds so they could hear the plan better.

"Trust me, if anyone knows about acting, it's me." Darla smirked.

"So, we just act sad like you two will be gone forever?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, when we really won't be gone forever." Darla said.

"I'm not sure..." Amber said. "I'm not as a good actress as you are, Darla."

"Just tell yourself in your head that I will be gone forever and you'll never see me again." Darla coached.

"That will definitely get me to act sad and cry." Amber said.

Darla and Amber shared hugs together before then getting really tired and falling asleep.

"Remember the plan, guys." Darla reminded them all.

"We will." The girls replied before getting settled in and falling asleep as well.


However, next door, Pepito was hatching a scheme. He woke up from his bed and he snuck out of his room. Atticus could sense Pepito coming and where he decided to fly out of his guest room and see what the boy was up to. Pepito yelped slightly from surprise.

"What are you doing up so late?" Atticus asked the Spanish boy.

"I am sleepwalking?" Pepito made up.

"The truth." Atticus said.

"I was going to make the chicken fall asleep so he wouldn't wake up the sun." Pepito then admitted.

"Don't you mean rooster?" Atticus asked.

"My English is not well..." Pepito replied. "I am still learning, I mean, I live in France now."

"So, why are you trying to make the rooster fall asleep?" Atticus then asked.

"So he doesn't make the sun wake up and then Madeline will have to go away forever." Pepito explained.

"Ohh." Atticus said, now understanding.

Pepito then took out his bag. "I'm going to feed him this food so he'll be full and he won't wake up Paris."

"And if that doesn't work, I can give you a little strength boost." Atticus said.

"Now, if you'll excuse me..." Pepito said as he then tied his sheets together to make a rope get him down from his balcony as he came to the sleeping rooster who was locked up in a cage.

Atticus began to watch and see how this would end.


Pepito came to the rooster who then woke up and was about to crow out. "Shh! Por favor, if you wake the sun, it will be morning, and Madeline will be gone!" he then held out a bag to the bird.

"Ooh..." the rooster looked hungry and came down to the food.

"A full beak will keep you quiet." Pepito smiled as he poured the food out.

"Not all of the food, just a handful at a time." Atticus whispered.

"Eat slowly..." Pepito told the rooster.

"You dumped out all of the food, he isn't exactly going to eat slowly." Atticus whispered.

Once the rooster finished eating, he then took a deep breath so he could crow.

"Ay-yi-yi-yi!" Pepito panicked and then threw the bag over the rooster's head.

"That was close." Atticus sighed.

"Silencio!" Pepito told the rooster. "Don't wake El Sun! Go back to sleep!"

The rooster then poked his head out of the bag and took a deep breath. Pepito then found a cork and put it on the bird's beak. Unfortunately, that didn't stop the rooster either.

"SHUSH!" Pepito and Atticus panicked.

"COCKADOODLEDOO!" the rooster finally crowed and the sun was coming up right on cue like with Chanticleer.


And where the sun soon rose up. Pepito had failed to stop daylight and soon enough, all of Paris was awakening as the sun came up.

"Looks like I'll need that strength boost." Pepito said.

"Only if you promise to use it responsibly and professionally, do you promise?" Atticus asked.

"I, José Marco Filippo Juan Franloco Lopez de Vega Esteban Machado Jorge Santiago de la Rocha Gaspar Carlos de Fuentes Coruna Diego y Sevilla promise to use these new powers responsibly and professionally." Pepito promised as he put his right hand up while bowing his head with his eyes closed.

"Alright, then give me your right arm." Atticus said.

Pepito then did as told. Atticus began to massage Pepito's arm. And where after a while, Pepito soon felt incredible strength coursing through his body. Atticus let go with a smile. Pepito smiled back, he then went to his house and tried to lift it up.

"Whoa!" Atticus yelped. "Take it easy, buddy!"

"Sorry, just wanted to try out my new strength." Pepito said.

"It can be fun." Atticus had to admit. He then had an idea of who Pepito could use his new strength on.

Pepito smiled as he enjoyed his new strength, but he was still going to miss Madeline so much.

"We'll test your strength later." Atticus said.

"All right..." Pepito replied with a sad sigh.