"How do you know Nanny, ma'am?" Eloise asked.
Madame Bonfamile smiled down to her. "I used to teach Nanny privately how to sing when she was younger."
"Nanny can sing?" the others asked in slight surprise.
"Why of course, course, course." Nanny smiled.
"Fascinating." Felicity had never heard of the woman singing before.
"Berlioz, come back here," Duchess called to her black-furred son and prompted him to use his manners to the horse who had given them a ride home. "Haven't you forgotten something, darling?"
"Thank you, Miss Frou-Frou for letting me ride on your back." Berlioz said politely.
"You are quite welcome, young man." Frou-Frou chuckled to the black kitten.
"How was that, Mama?" Berlioz smiled.
"Very good, darling, that was very nice." Duchess smiled back.
"You sure have taught your kittens how to behave." Maisy smiled.
"Oh, yes, believe me, it wasn't easy." Duchess replied.
"Is their father home?" Maisy then asked, not knowing her sister was a single mother now.
Duchess frowned bitterly while the kittens played around Frou-Frou's feet, not paying attention to their mother and aunt right now.
"What's wrong?" Maisy asked, frowning with Duchess as she seemed to have brought back a painful memory.
"I'm afraid their father is no longer with us." Duchess frowned quietly.
"Oh... I-I'm so sorry..." Maisy replied.
"It's all right, darling, you didn't know." Duchess said softly.
"What happened?" Maisy asked curiously. "If you don't mind me knowing."
"He was run over." Duchess frowned.
"Oh, my goodness!" Maisy gasped.
"The children barely remember, but I know that they need a father, especially Berlioz and Toulouse." Duchess nodded.
"Well, who knows? Maybe you'll meet a new male cat." Maisy smiled.
"I'm not sure..." Duchess replied. "There was really no one else like Francois."
"You never know." Maisy shrugged.
Duchess shrugged herself.
"Come along, Duchess, kittens, come along," Madame Bonfamile called as she let her guests inside of the house. "Oh, and Edgar, I'm expecting my attorney, Georges Hautecourt. You remember him, of course."
"Of course, Madame," Edgar replied before mumbling to himself. "How could anyone forget him?"
"Oh, this place is a lot bigger and exotic than the hotel where Madame and Monsieur Dupois stay in." Eloise beamed as she looked all around the mansion owned by the retired opera singer.
"You can say that again." Estelle said.
"At least this place has an elevator unlike their hotel..." Nanny agreed with Darla's friends from this country who welcomed them into Paris often.
Darla giggled in response to her old nanny who took care of Eloise now.
Oliver and Snow White walked together and came in front of the kitten siblings.
"Are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend?" Marie asked as she stood between her brothers.
"We sure are." Snow White smiled.
"Long time now." Oliver smiled back in agreement.
"Ooh~" Berlioz and Toulouse smirked.
"I think it's romantic." Marie smiled.
"You would..." Toulouse scoffed at his sister.
"Wanna play with us?" Berlioz asked the other kittens.
Snow White and Oliver smiled at the invitation and decided to go play with the other kittens.
'I guess needing to know where my father is can wait.' Oliver thought to himself with a smile.
Madame Bonfamile came into the room with the others with Duchess at the mirror with her.
"You look perfectly lovely, Madame Bonfamile." Eloise smiled as she lay down on the woman's bed with Skipperdee and Weenie beside her.
"You truly do." Darla said.
"Oh, you're both very kind, and it's nice to see you both in Paris for a change." Madame Bonfamile smiled.
"We've been meaning to be together in Paris." Eloise said.
"Yes, I need to be with my baby after all." Darla smiled as she then hugged Eloise.
Scruffy was looking around the room, curious about it.
"There now, Duchess, that's better," Madame Bonfamile smiled to her cat. "We must both look our best for Georges. He's our oldest and dearest friend, you know."
"Oldest and dearest friend?" Mo smiled. "How old is he?"
"Oh, he'll probably outlive us all," Madame Bonfamile chuckled. "He's my attorney."
"May I suggest my lawyer in Virginia, Mr. Nye?" Darla offered.
"Who?" Vincent asked.
"Mr. Nye is my mother's lawyer," Eloise explained. "He has an office on Madison Avenue. He has already had the whooping cough and the measles," she then whispered the other part only for her cousins to hear. "Sometimes I give him rubber candy, he is absolutely so dumb he eats it. Sometimes he brings he a present whether I deserve it or not, I usually do," she then spoke up louder again. "Here's what he likes: Martinis. Here's what I like: Dandelions."
"Nice." Akito said.
"I don't like Mr. Nye that much myself." Darla whispered to Eloise, having heard what she said of what she did with the lawyer whenever he would visit the hotel.
"You have a lovely home, ma'am." Jenny smiled with a curtsy.
"Oh, thank you, dear," Madame Bonfamile smiled back. "Natalie, she's so much like you."
"Don't I know it?" Mrs. Foxworth beamed as she came in the room. "That Vincent boy reminds me so much of Gregory when we were younger."
"He truly does." Mr. Foxworth said, agreeing with his wife.
The Foxworth couple then smiled to each other as they held each other when Vincent and Jenny interacted.
"I look forward to hear stories of you all after I speak with my attorney." Madame Bonfamile smiled with them.
"And we'd be happy to tell you." Vincent said.
"Of course." Madame Bonfamile agreed.
The kids smiled as they really liked this woman so far, especially Jenny since she was an old friend of the family's.
Akito soon heard an old man coming. "I hear someone coming, he kind of sounds old." he then told the others.
"That must be the attorney." Eloise hunched.
"He's singing some kind of song." Akito said.
"Yep, that's my attorney alright." Madame Bonfamile nodded.
"Would you dears mind?" Darla replied. "This is kind of grown-up business."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Nanny agreed.
The kids then left the room to do something else while Madame Bonfamile would meet with her attorney.
"What should we do?" Estelle asked.
"The kitties are outside." Jenny noticed.
The kids then decided to go see their kittens as Edgar was going into one room. Akito had a slight suspicion about Edgar.
"You coming, Kito?" Felicity asked.
"You guys go ahead, I'll catch up." Akito replied.
"Okay." Estelle said.
Akito went back inside while the others went outside to play with the kittens. Akito decided to use his powers to find out what Edgar was doing. He cleaned the inside of his ear and used his super-hearing of course. He could hear Madame Bonfamile speaking with his aunt and the old English woman who was Eloise's nanny as Edgar was ironing his pants as he was listening in himself on the discussion of the old woman's will.
"Sounds like they are talking about her will." Akito whispered.
'And naturally, I want my beloved cats to be always cared for,' Madame Bonfamile's voice said. 'And certainly no one can do this better than my faithful servant, Edgar.'
'Edgar?' Georges replied in surprise as the butler did a victory dance in his room as he thought he would inherit everything from the old woman. 'Adelaide, you mean to say you're leaving your vast fortune to Edgar? Everything you posess? Stock and bonds? Thi-This mansion? Your country chateau? Art treasures, jewels and-"
'No, no, no, Georges,' Madame Bonfamile replied as Edgar blew thankful kisses, but soon became very disappointed as the woman corrected her attorney. 'To my cats.'
'Well, that puts a damper in Edgars happiness.' Akito thought to himself.
'To your cats?' Georges, Darla, and Nanny asked in surprise, but not as bad as the butler's surprise.
"Cats?!" Edgar gasped in dismay.
'Yes, Georges,' Madame Bonfamile replied before explaining. 'I simply wish to have the cats inherit first. Then, at the end of their life span, my entire estate will revert to Edgar.'
'But Madame, don't cats have nine lives?' Atticus asked.
'Oh, Atticus...' Cherry replied in slight deadpan.
'Well, you know, Duchess is grown up and she has her babies of course.' Madame Bonfamile replied.
'True.' Atticus nodded.
Edgar ranted about this, but made sure no one could overhear him, except for Akito of course. "Cats inherit first! And I come after the cats. I, me, after-No. It's not fair! Ooh! I mean, each cat will live about twelve years. I can't wait. And each cat has nine lives, that's four times twelve multiplied by nine times," he then tried to do math before looking insulted even more. "No it's less than that. Anyway, it's much longer that I'd ever live. I'll be gone. No. Oh, no. They'll be gone. I'll think of a way. Why, there are a million of reasons why I should! All of them dollars. Millions. Those cats have got to go." he then accidentally tore his pants.
"Ya gotta love it when bad guys talk to themselves." Akito said quietly to himself as he overheard all of that. He soon went to the others.