Madame Bonfamile was sure she heard the kids and the others come back, but since she didn't see them, she thought maybe she was just imagining things.
"Uh, Madame Bonfamile; would you mind if we all go out for a bit to get some fresh air?" Darla suggested, having a feeling that it wasn't the old woman's imagination.
"Yes, yes, yes, fresh air always does me good." Nanny agreed.
"I don't know..." Madame Bonfamile sighed.
"Please Madame Bonfamile." Mo begged.
Madame Bonfamile sighed. "First, some water."
"Here you go." Atticus handed her a glass of water from nowhere to hurry her up as he had a feeling that the kids and the others were very near.
"Thank you." Madame Bonfamile said before accepting the water and drinking it.
Atticus smiled to her. "Come on then."
Madame Bonfamile then stood up and walked out with them. Gregory was encouraging his wife to do the same so she wouldn't worry herself sick over their only child. They soon heard a commotion go on and went to see what it was.
"It's okay, Nat." Gregory coaxed to his wife as he helped her out.
They soon saw Edgar fighting off all the cats and kittens and puppies and Pokemon and kids. Snow White hissed as she was the most angry with Edgar.
"What a girl." Oliver whispered.
"I should have drowned you stupid animals on that night when I catnapped you all!" Edgar glared at the pets and pokemon. "Then when Madame Bonfamile would die; I would get everything, the money, the mansion, everything!"
"What?!" Madame Bonfamile glared.
This caused everyone to stop in their tracks as if they were hit on pause.
"That sounds vaguely familiar somehow..." Darla whispered to herself.
"Edgar...?" Madame Bonfamile asked, both hurt and angry that her faithful butler could say such a thing.
"Um, Madame, I, uh, I can explain." Edgar smiled nervously.
"You're under arrest." Atticus said as he took out his detective badge.
"You can arrest people?" Cherry looked at him in slight deadpan.
"Well, he is a detective." Gregory said.
"I'll take it from here, ma'am." Atticus told Madame Bonfamile.
"Oh, yes, please do take him away." Madame Bonfamile agreed.
Atticus did so and where Edgar was soon placed under arrest. Edgar grumbled to himself as he was put under arrest.
"I guess I'll need a new inheritance after the cats pass," Madame Bonfamile replied, then looked to Natalie and Gregory. "Would you two be interested?"
"We'd be honored." Natalie smiled.
"That's very generous of you." Gregory added, feeling touched that she would trust them with her estate.
Oliver soon began to push Thomas over to Madame Bonfamile with a little help from the kittens and the alley cats. Thomas blinked and then looked down curiously. Oliver purred to Madame Bonfamile as she showed her Thomas.
"Madame Bonfamile? Thomas here doesn't have a home and where him and Duchess have really hit it off, if you know what I mean." Jenny smiled.
"Thomas? Oh, what a nice name for a nice seeming street cat." Madame Bonfamile replied.
Thomas smiled as he was going to be a new member of the family which meant that Duchess had a new mate and the kittens were going to have a father again.
"He'll need to be groomed of course though." Madame Bonfamile then smiled as she pet Thomas since the cats loved him.
"Yes, ma'am." Jenny nodded back.
Madame Bonfamile then hugged Jenny. Jenny smiled as she hugged her back. Natalie and Gregory smiled at that as Madame Bonfamile treated Jenny like the granddaughter she never had. Edgar felt defeated as he was taken away and he very much deserved this.
After some grooming and bathing, Thomas was now officially a part of Duchess's family and was her new mate.
"This calls for a new family portrait." Vincent smiled as he took out his paintbrush.
"I agree." Madame Bonfamile smiled.
"Please, allow me." Vincent said as he decided to paint his own portrait of the family as his gift before they would take a professional photograph.
"I'm sure that they would appreciate it." Madame Bonfamile said.
Oliver was included in the portrait. Vincent smiled as he painted the family with his art skills and the magic from the paintbrush.
"I hope they don't make Oliver choose whether to stay here or with Jenny." Snow White hoped.
"You sure are an excellent artist, Vincent." Natalie smiled.
"All in a day's work." Vincent smiled back.
After a short while, the portrait was done.
"C'est maginifique!" Vincent kissed his fingertips.
The others came to see the portrait that he made for them.
"Ooh..." Everyone awed as they saw how alive the portrait looked.
Vincent smiled as he accepted their compliments and smiled to himself. He was an artist, this was like candy for his mental health.