welcome to the eleventh chapter in my story, '102 Dalmatians-An Animated Version with Different Characters'. this chapter may be listed as the fourteenth chapter, but it's technically that of chapter number eleven, actually. this eleventh chapter is a one-thousand-eight-hundred-thirty-one words of storyline long. as per the norm for any of my stories, this eleventh chapter doesn't include this explanatory headnote or the (mandatory) disclaimer that makes up the paragraph following said headnote. the storyline of this eleventh chapter also doesn't include the comment from yours truly guised as an author's note hidden near the beginning of the chapter. OK, enough jawing about! time for the obligatory disclaimer.
disclamation: I don't own '102 Dalmatians' in any way, shape, or form. I mean, I own it on DVD, but I was only seven when it first appeared in theaters, at all. so, it wouldn't even be natural for me to have owned '102 Dalmatians', at all. I also don't own either of the '101 Dalmatians' movies. I was but two or three years old when the live action remake came out, and when the original animated classic of '101 Dalmatians' came to theaters, I didn't even exist, yet. all these films are owned by the Walt Disney Movie Productions Company and by Dodie Smith.
That same day at 'Give a Dog Another Chance at a Home' Dog Shelter, a standoff between the dogs and Mr. Derek Hansen, the landlord, got ready to happen. Everyone had no other choice than to have been on their best behavior because of Ray and Brad having previously called the press about their rescued dogs being evicted from their own adoption shelter. Even Spixington could no longer afford to misbehave like the dog he stubbornly thought he was. Mr. Hansen then stepped onto the grounds of the dog shelter in question, where Raymond tried once again to reason with him and talk him out of evicting them all. Mr. Hansen only held a sick smile on his face as he approached.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson: This is your last chance, Mr. Hansen. When the press sees what you're doing to these poor dogs, you'll be the most hated man in London.
Of course, Derek Hansen only chuckled mockingly at his tenant's laughable threat to him.
Mr. Derek Hansen: I don't see any press, but I can guarantee the bailiff is on his way.
That was when Spixington once again foolishly resorted to violence when dealing with their shelter's landlord. The blue Spix macaw suddenly flew down to the ground against his own stubborn delusions and went for another attack on Mr. Hansen.
Spixington: Right! That's it, Mr. Hangman!
A/N: for anyone who doesn't get Spixington's joke, the stubbornly delusional bird's basically calling Mr. Hansen a dead man walking.
The stubbornly delusional blue Spix macaw suddenly disregarded having previously been told to have been on his best behavior and went for the direct route to get Raymond and Brad's unfair landlord off of the property. He even started barking like the dog he thought he was and went in for his attack on Mr. Hansen. It almost worked like a charm that second time, however, since Mr. Hansen started to back away from Spixington, clearly remembering the stubbornly self-delusional blue Spix macaw's last attack on him.
Mr. Derek Hansen: That one's vicious, he is!
Then, the press finally showed up as Brad voiced out their timely arrival at the adoption shelter.
Bradley 'Brad' Stevenson Cordileone: They're here!
Lo and behold from just behind Mr. Hansen, the press showed up right in time.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson: Remember that everyone needs to be on your best behavior. Pick up your signs.
Of course, the dogs were only too happy to pick up the signs they all had present beside them as they readied themselves to face the press.
Slobberton, Bitsy, Diggit and all the dogs: Right away, bossman.
They all held up signs that said things such as 'give a dog a home', 'save our home' and 'no to eviction' and other things just like it regarding their imminent removal from their own dog shelter. The reporter rushed out of his news van and to the dog shelter in question. The reporter had even shoved Mr. Hansen out of his way so that he could properly run his news story.
Reporter: Come on.
The only true problem with the way the reporter that came suddenly acted upon their arrival to 'Give a Dog Another Chance at a Home' was that they seemed as though he and his cameraman had completely ignored the dogs in question.
Reporter (continued): Here! OK, here we are outside the dog shelter, 'Give a Dog Another Chance at a Home', and we_
He tried to report on his news story only for Raymond to interrupt him while he worked on his story which was shot at Ray's own dog shelter.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson: You're just in time.
But the reporter just ignored Ray in addition to the dogs of the shelter, though not without trying to tell him politely to stay out of his report even though he was the owner of the place in which his news story was set at the time.
Reporter: Excuse me. I'm just trying to_
Of course, it would have only been all the natural for Ray to have made the effort to try further to get the reporter to pay attention to the dogs at his adoption shelter, be it the last thing he did.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson: No, no. The dogs are over here.
Raymond then pointed to the dogs who lived within his shelter.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson (continued): These rescued dogs are being evicted.
That was when Mr. Hansen suddenly tried to voice his own opinions about Raymond's rights as the owner of the shelter.
Mr. Derek Hansen: Just one moment. This man, here_ this man has no right to_
Then, the reporter interrupted Mr. Hansen.
Reporter: Here she comes.
Naturally, Mr. Hansen was only all too confused about whom the reporter was even talking.
Mr. Derek Hansen: Who she comes?
That was when a blood-red car suddenly showed up and drove up on 'Give a Dog Another Chance at a Home's own doorstep. It was definitely a car that any self-valuing dog would have recognized from a mile away. It was also a car from which any self-valuing dog would have run away as soon as they saw it coming. Of course, Raymond, himself, who thought much like a dog, was also scared out of his mind of the car approaching his own dog shelter.
Raymond 'Ray' Millerson: Cruella De Vil?
All the reporters present shouted her name as soon as she stepped out of the car, ironically from the driver's seat on the right side of the car. Jermaine, her Jamaican valet, helped her out of the driver's seat as she prepared herself to face the reporters.
Reporters: Cruella! Cruella! Cruella! Cruella!
They all clamored about as the former devil woman stepped out of her car. Naturally, the dogs, however, could only think to do one thing in such a situation.
Slobberton: Uh-oh! Well, this can't be good!
Bitsy: Whoever let this woman know about our home is gonna pay dearly.
Diggit: I say we make a run for it, like yesterday, before anything gets ugly.
Needless to say, Slobberton, Bitsy, Diggit and all the other dogs that resided at the shelter bolted out of sight of the former devil woman, of whom, like all dogs, even all other animals in London, they still remained doubtlessly unconvinced was permanently cured of her 'condition'.
Cruella 'Ella' De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Please, call me 'Ella'.
Of course, the fact that Miss De Vil had chosen to stop going by Cruella did not do much to ease the dogs' collected phobia of 'Ella'. The reporters complied to her request anyway, though.
Reporters: Ella! Ella! Ella! Ella!
Then, 'Ella' drew an uneasy Raymond aside to walk and talk with him.
Cruella 'Ella' De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Well. This place and I were made for each other. Is it yours?
Naturally while his boss and buddy, Raymond, felt unsurprisingly uneasy about a convicted dog-napper's presence at his own dog shelter, Brad only tried his hardest to at least ease the dogs' fears of their newest visitor. Spixington also commented on how 'Ella' suddenly seemed to already have her own pets in both a dog like Carlisle and a cat like Harriette.
Spixington: What? Having pets like you two isn't enough for this woman?
Of course, Carlisle and Harriette heard what Spixington said to them about being a devil woman's fur babies, or rather her lack of fur babies.
Carlisle: If you think we like this life, you've got another thing coming, bird.
Having been called a bird once again, the stubbornly delusional blue Spix macaw suddenly snapped in two at the Chinese crested dog.
Spixington: I'm a dog, ya bald freak!
Harriette, having been a sister-like best friend to Carlisle ever since he was a puppy and she was a kitten, snapped back at Spixington about the way he talked to her dog friend.
Harriette: Hey, you can't talk to him like that! And by the way, Polly Wanna Cracker, Carlisle and I happen to hate our new lives with this woman.
Of course, the other dogs at the shelter only wanted to make things right with the bald dog and cat that seemed to hate the supposedly reformed devil woman even while living with her.
Slobberton: Eh, no harm done, kitty cat. Spixington suffers from slight delusions that he's a dog.
Then, Bitsy spoke up to Carlisle and Harriette.
Bitsy: You could easily say that he's sorta like that woman from before her treatment in prison.
Finally, Diggit gave his own opinions to Carlisle and Harriette about their shared owner, the former devil woman. Actually, from Diggit, it was more of a question to both the cat and the dog.
Diggit: Since not even you and your friend seem to like this woman at all, why are you even her pets?
Carlisle became the one to voice a reply to Diggit's own question about his and Harriette's life with Miss De Vil.
Carlisle: Believe me. We're not hers by choice.
Harriette suddenly supposed she could have provided the mutts with a better answer than what she gave to the blue Spix macaw in her anger with Spixington for the way he talked to her brother-like dog friend.
Harriette: We were gifts given to this woman following her release from prison. Some idea of a new home she turned out to be.
It was suddenly understood as to why not even Carlisle and Harriette liked 'Ella' the way she seemed to value them like diamonds.
Meanwhile back with the humans, Mr. Hansen had suddenly interrupted 'Ella's walk and talk with Raymond. He was even at the front doorstep of the dog shelter.
Mr. Derek Hansen: No, it's mine. And he_
Just as Mr. Hansen pointed so rudely at Raymond, 'Ella' suddenly interrupted him in return as she ordered her Jamaican valet up to the front with her and Raymond from holding back the crowd of reporters.
Cruella 'Ella' De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Jermaine.
Jermaine showed up right next to 'Ella' as he prepared himself to receive her orders.
Cruella 'Ella' De Vil/Estella von Hellman (continued): Buy this dump.
Naturally, Raymond, Bradley and all the shelter dogs grew concerned at the order that 'Ella' had just given to her Jamaican valet. Carlisle and Harriette, themselves, thought it a mistake for the one who bought them to blindly follow an order given to him by Miss De Vil.
Carlisle: Yep! This'll definitely take a turn for the ugly in the long run.
While Carlisle had voiced his concerns for the shelter dogs aloud in his own tongue, Harriette spoke to the shelter dogs in a whisper while still talking to them all in her own language, both of which could only be understood by their fellow dogs and cats, along with any other animal incapable of speech heard by humans.
Harriette: I'd suggest you mutts and your humans all make a run for it while you still have better things than her to look forward to, because I just know that this won't end well for anyone.
Of course, 'Ella' still had more to order from Jermaine about the purchase she planned of 'Give a Dog Another Chance at a Home' dog shelter from Mr. Hansen.
Cruella 'Ella' De Vil/Estella von Hellman: And give him a little extra for a tie.
Of course, it was no secret that 'Ella' had basically said with her comment to Mr. Hansen about his tie that his suit was just plain old. That was when Jermaine did as he was told and wrote Mr. Hansen a check.