Wednesday 24th of October
She opened her eyes and sat up in her bed, really confused. It was dark. She got out of her bed and made her way over to the window. She flanged the curtains open and smiled at the sun. She opened the window and looked down at her garden. ''Tsk tsk tsk, that's not good at all!'' she said as she looked at the dead, overgrown flowerbeds and the wild jungle she once called her garden!
She put on an old red silk robe and red plush 4 inch slippers and went downstairs. She made her way in to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
''Good morning Mr. Paulson!'' she said and smiled.
Mr. Paulson, her personal chef looked at her in confusion for a hot second before he reciprocated with a ''Good morning Ms. De Ville!''
She asked one of her maids to please bring her her tea outside in the garden.
She made her way outside and sat down her breakfast on a white victorian table in the middle of the sun before she sat down.
The maid brought out her tea and an ashtray. ''No thank you, please remove this bowl of abominations!'' she said and pointed at the ashtray.
The maids eyes shot open. Just a few days ago Cruella had yelled at her for forgetting her ashtray in the tea room. ''Are you sure madame?'' the maid asked.
''Yes, please remove it!'' she answered.
As she sat and ate her waffles and drank her apple cinnamon tea she looked out across her garden she noticed a stray cat playing with an old glove a few feet away. She got up and started to walk over to where the cat was.
''Puss puss puss.. Come here kitten!'' she said as she crouched down.
The cat looked up at her and continued to play with the old glove.
She sent for her butler to give the cat some of yesterdays left over salmon.
The butler took the cat inside and asked her if she wanted to keep it.
She went over to Reed (that's the butler!) and took the cat and held it in to the air. ''I will call her Steffie!''
Reed looked at her in amazement. ''Very good madame!'' he said.
She went upstairs and sat down at her vanity and smiled at her reflection. The smile didn't last for long. She tried again and again to keep a smile on her face for more than 2 seconds, but it just wouldn't stick to her face..
She took a deep breath and started to brush her wavy locks.
She straightened her hair and teased it to get volume before she brushed lightly over it to make it even looking and nice. She finished off by using her curling iron to make the ends up her hair 'flip up' by her chest area.
She went into her walk in room at the third floor and looked around for something suitable. As she saw all the furs all over the place she ran out in to the hallway screaming. Marco came running out of his room.
''What's wrong Cruella?!'' he asked.
''What?! No! ALL THE FUR!'' she said and covered her face with her hands. ''HOW CRUEL!'' she said and grabbed Marco's wrist.
Marco was confused. But then it dawned on him.
''Ella?'' he said.
Stay tuned...