May 1938

"You filthy little thief!" a man shouted from an expensive shop. Only a few seconds later, Elizabeth ran down the street.

Behind her followed the shopkeeper, a policeman and another man, who was a witness. But the teenager was able to shake off the three without any problems by vaulting over a wall.

Elizabeth was fast, climbed well, and knew the streets like the back of her hand. In addition, she was a gifted thief and was never caught - until today. But in her eyes, it was just a stupid accident: she had stolen something and wanted to pet the dog of another customer when the chocolate fell out of her bag. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper saw this and reported it to the policeman, who was also in the shop.

"Stop the thief!" Shouted the cop, who was struggling to climb the wall and pointed at Liz.

Of course, everyone in the immediate vicinity turned to her and another policeman came from behind a corner.

There are never so many policemen! But she did not stop and disappeared in a nearby crowd. As she pushed through, she took off her jacket, put on Bert's cap, and let her hair disappear. Fortunately, both the shopkeeper and the policeman walked right past her, not recognizing her with the cap on. ‚They are so dumb' she thought, since her backpack was still recognizable.

With a wry grin, she disappeared into an alley that was a shortcut to the park.

Still, she jogged a few feet to get away from the place as she ran into a familiar face. "Oh, sorry... Bert?"

"Ey Lizzy! Why so 'asty? "

"I…err…" the teenager scratched the back of her head, looked up and saw that he was not alone. By his side was a blonde woman in her late 30s or early 40s - she could not quite judge. "Oh 'ello."

"Jane, may I introduce you to Elizabeth? Lizzy, this is Jane Banks, an old friend o' mine."

"Hello Elizabeth," she held out her hand with a smile that Liz took to shake.

"Ello, Miss Banks"

"Please call me Jane, I feel so old if you call me Miss Banks." She turned back to Bert. "And you really would help us with that?"

"O' course! I'd be 'appy, if there would be a decent party in the park! That's why-" Liz glanced at the cops in the corner of her eye, so she stopped listening to the other adults.

"I 'ave to go unfortunately... 'ave a nice day!" And with these words said goodbye and went to a nearby house.

She climbed up a ladder and disappeared on the rooftops of London- her secret hideaway. She made herself comfortable at a large chimney and took a loaf of bread from her backpack. Her eyes swept over the city and she knew that she loved nothing more than this view.

No one knew she was always hanging around there except Mary and Bert; the latter even showed her the roofs and taught her what to look for.

She first saw these two almost 8 years ago and since then they have been like a family for Elizabeth. Bert taught her reading, writing, calculating, drawing, making music and everything about roofs and chimney sweeping. Mary Poppins, on the other hand, always tried to teach her manners and decent English when she was there; in the latter case, she failed miserably, because Liz, like Bert, always spoke like a cockney. Instead, she learned the basics of French and German from the Nanny, which was surprisingly easy for her.

Nevertheless, they worried about the adolescent. She knew that, having overheard a conversation two months ago. It was about her not being adopted and looking younger than she actually was; she was thin and small. According to Mary, she just did not look really healthy and happy. The fact that she was bullied by the children of higher classes also hurt the adults.

Whenever she thought of Mary and Bert, she had to smile. They sometimes behaved like an old couple, and Elizabeth knew for a fact that they felt something each other. She was always amazed at the story of the two: they had known each other for several years, were separated for six years and saw each other again only when Elizabeth was about to die. And since then they met again regularly. Mary has never been away for more than half a year and even when she is away she always sends word of her activities.

Liz was so tired that she fell asleep and only woke when the sun was setting. Yawning, she stretched and climbed off the roof. She strolled towards the orphanage when she heard a throat clearing behind her that she knew just too well. Without turning around, she said, "Just finished work, Bert?"

"You stole again, right?"

"Why do you think such a thing?" She still did not look at him; she was too ashamed of herself.

Bert overtook her and made her face him. In her blue eyes reflected not only the sunset but also regret and repentance. And when she looked away and nodded, he could not help but shake his head.

"Lizzy…"

"It was the cop, right? 'E asked for me."

"Yes. Why-"

"What did 'e say?" She cut him off. "I'm curious to see if 'e's told the truth."

"'E said you stole food and sweets... Lizzy you know that you don' 'ave to do that."

"What can I do if I'm 'ungry !? I'll be 15 years old in two weeks and according to the orphanage I 'ave to take care of meself!" Her tone was aggressive and her voice trembled.

"I 'ave told you many times that you can eat with me too."

"Come on! You can barely feed yourself! How do you want to take care o' me then, huh? "

Despite her aggressiveness, Bert remained calm and his heart broke. He knew perfectly well that she would never ask him for food or shelter, even if she was starving. She knew that he himself had almost nothing, which is why she always stole only in the shops that had enough money. And he was sure she would never take anything from a small, poor store.

"Lizzy ..."

"No! It's my problem and not yours! "

"But-"

"You aren't me father, Bert! So forget your moral sermon!"

His eyes widened in shock. Although he knew very well that he was not her father and had no right to act as such, her words broke his heart. He could not say another word and so they stood there for a few seconds just looking at each other. It was Liz who broke the silence.

"I think it's best that I leave... Goodnight." And with that, she disappeared in the shadow of the houses.

Here is the first chapter of Part 2:D I hope you like it :3

It's getting a bit more serious now.

(I wanted to say that everything is based on the first part of the movie, which is why Jack will not play a role in this story.)