Horace and Jasper had not been called to help Cruella in anything for close to three years...and they felt very good about that, but they'd been called again, not so much by her but by the mayor of Grutley.
The full details of her puppy-napping still hadn't come to full light, but enough had that Horace and Jasper had been given escort duty of one purpose.
"How dare they!" Cruella flung a piece of fine chine across the office space and the two men ducked, "how dare those nitwits in public office say I need community service! Me, why I'm the picture of kindness!" she turned a scowl Horace and Jasper's way and they both flinched.
"Well I don't care what they say, I won't meet with this Miss Sullivan and I won't be assigned community service!" she crossed her arms.
"But Miss Devil" Horace walked forward, "if you don't want to lose your estate, you've gotta, sure all they found on you were a few backed parking tickets, but...".
"and who always parks my car..." Cruella glared at Horce, who stepped back.
The point on her estate was that...a point, if she lost it to the local mayor...oh her mother would never let her anywhere near that inheritance...if the Devil's would still have it!
"Fine, pack my car..." she grumbled.
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"Are you sure you want me and the dog's coming Uncle Horace?" Matt asked as the two Bad'Un brother's loaded their own car for Horace to drive after Miss Devil's, with all her luggage".
"I'm not paying kennel and child care fees" Jasper answered, "you'll sit in the way back and just make sure the dog's don't bark". Him being family and all, Horace and Jasper tolerated Matt quite well, but how they boy had managed to grab up three more yapping dogs was beyond them.
A tree house on the ground out back, though, and the problem was solved and it was like the dogs weren't even there; they planned to do the same for the trip.
Despite having to go in a stinky van that wasn't her nicely painted room of hers and her brother's, Inkwell gave a happy yip and jumped up into the car. PJ followed.
As they followed the pups, Clover frowned, "We've never had to tolerate Horace and Jasper this close" she said in slight worry, or just lamenting the inconvenience.
Pitch smiled, "We'll be fine, you know they're mainly harmless without Cruella pullling the strings right, plus...I've had to change my mind a lot as I've watched how they actually look out for Matt".
Clover just shook her head, "Well, alright, but if Miss Devil with them comes too close to the pups I may just bit her hand and not worry on the consequences!".
Pitch smiled, "I don't think she will, Lucky's antics growing up have made her too dog hating in the avoidance way" he grinned before they both hopped up into the van as well.
"Don't worry guys" Matt said as he settled himself into the little seat in the back of the van, "I brought plenty of dog treats" he held up the box.
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As she passed by hers and the family's pet, Chole Sullivan's, chair, Dottie had to pause at the way the woman sat with her hand on either side of her face staring at the computer screen and her e-mail.
"It can't be..." Chloe moaned to herself, "anything but babysitting a spoiled heiress!" Dottie tilted her head and walked over to lay her head in Chole's lap supportively, even if she didn't know what the problem was yet.
Meanwhile, on the bed, Little Dipper and his siblings were on their hundredth viewing, probably, of Homeward Bound.
"Explain to me again why the had to bring the cat?" Little Dipper asked. "She's part of the family" came Oddball's answer.
