Rayman Legends Adventures in 101 Dalmatians 2: Patch's London Adventure/Script

Darla came to the kitchen after Riley gave the other home phone to Penny. "Mum..." she looked up to her adoptive mother, fluttering her eyelashes, "can I ask you something?"

"You just did," Riley joked with a small chuckle, "what's up, darling?"

Darla bit her lip. "Can I go to London?"

"Well, I don't know," Riley said teasingly.

"Please, Mum..." Darla did the cute act she normally did to get what she wanted, but she was serious this time, "Amber invited me......"

"Just checking, Darla, of course you can, but you have to bring Jesse and Rae with you," Riley said.

"Of course..." Darla nodded with a grin, "we help Roger and Anita to move to their new house with their Dalmatians...I'd like to have 101 Dalmatians, I would hate just walk them......must take all day."

"Yes, with that many dogs, I bet it would take all day," Tim said.

"Darla, you always wanted a dog," Riley asked with a grin.

"Not really...I actually always wanted a kitten," Darla stated.

Jesse remembered something from where he first actually met Darla.

"I HATE ANIMALS! ESPECIALLY THIS ONE!!"

"I never knew that," Jesse said.

"Yes...I've never had one though..." Darla crossed her chubby arms, "I think my mum or dad was allergic...I guess I'll never know."

Riley gently patted Darla on the head. "Why aren't you going to warn Amber where you can go to London?"

"OH, MY HEAVENS," Darla just realized she forgot about Amber and dashed back to her bedroom to call Amber back to warn her the good news.

Rae chuckled. "Girls and their scythes....."

"Better start packing for London," Jesse said as he made his road to his room.

Rae chuckled. "Yes..."

Darla got back on the phone with Amber, lying upside down like a typical teenager yakking off on the telephone instead of doing moral responsibilities. "We're in!"

"That's great," Amber chirped on the other line.

"Should we meet you at the airport," Darla asked, running down this plan where he could warn Tim and Riley and they could get set to go on their trip to London to meet Roger, Anita and the Dalmatians.

"Yes," Amber said on the other line.

"What day," Darla asked.

"Thursday," Amber said from the other line, "I can't wait for you to come here."

"Can't wait to come," Darla grinned, she was very happy to have met Amber and befriend her in school, "I've never been to London before, although it was if for a short time."

"You're going to love that in London," Amber said on the other line.

"I hope so," Darla smirked, "even if it's short for a while..."

"Well, I'll see you at the airport on Thursday," Amber said on the other line.

"Looks good, I have my hair done as well, I'll send you a pic later," Darla grinned before the girls would hang up.

"I can't wait," Amber said on the other line.

Darla chuckled. "I can't wait either," she leaned back on her bed, "I'd never imagine having a summer like this..."

"Well, I guess that would be your first, anyhow, I'd better hang up," Amber said on the other line.

"Well, this is the first summer that I haven't had to get up early to shoot a new movie," Darla admitted with a sincerely sweet grin, "alright, I'll let you go. See you on Thursday!"

"See you on Thursday," Amber said on the other line, before hanging up.

Darla grinned as she hung up the phone and chuckled. She really treasured her friendship with Amber, mostly because, she never had a real friend before, she just had tons of shrieking fans from young to old. Then she pulled out a photograph she secretly kept after Lex and Jesse helped her move out of Hollywood. It was a picture of her four-year-old self being adopted by LB Mammoth and she slowly remembered the day it happened as her eyes filled with tears.

The autumn leaves flew in the air and the scenery changed into the snowy forest of the past 15 years ago. The forest was dense, covered in huge blankets of snow, which glittered during the day. The day was cold despite the bright sun shining throughout the heavens.

The dogs loved the winter just as much as the other seasons. During the day, they spent it by skiing, skating around in ponds, having snowball fights, building snowmen and forts, and at the end of the day, they warmed themselves with soothing hot drinks and hugging each other for warmth. But the most special event that the winter season brought them was their favorite sport; The Winter Relay.

This sport was what dogs did to entertain themselves as it was too cold to dance or sing. The Winter Relay was known as a race for single dogs competing other dogs to see how fast and agile they could be. During the race, they could use their fur to swing across branches and other obstacles that came across their road. Once the winners were chosen, they teamed up with others and became a team. This team was required for emergency travels to other villages and outposts for supplies or deliveries. The winter could bring beauty, but it could also bring great danger. Blizzards could be hazardous for dogs for their small size, which was why they needed to be swift and determined to finish their tasks.

"Back then, the fastest and most reliable fashion of getting around during the winter was with teams of dogs pulling on sleds," Madison remarked, "races were held every year to find out the best team and the competition was very fierce."

At that moment, a rushing dog team pulled ahead in a flash. The racing dogs shivered and breathed heavily from their lungs. Even in the cold, the adrenaline made their hearts pump and sweat easily, despite the cold. Their musher, which helped them guide them through the travel, pushed them on with cries of support. On their right side, another dog team began to catch up, which their leader was a black-and-white malamute. He pushed harder to reach the lead.

Both teams headed toward towards a long log tunnel, but they saw that its exit was not wide enough for both teams to pass through. The leaders competed and are neck-to-neck. The black-and-white leader looked on and then burst ahead, pulling his team harshly as they were almost being lifted from their feet.

"Heel, boy! Easy there," the musher from the back cried out to the lead dog in grief.

"Steele, we're not gonna make it," a scrawny, male lavender husky cried out in grief, only for Steele to slap him with his hind legs.

"Shut up," Steele ordered. He and the other leader raced ahead. The exit was coming closer and it was narrow enough for only one team to pull through. But Steele's chance of winning was slipping fast and the other team were not slowing down. The other leader gritted his teeth as he frowned at Steele, showing determination that they were going to win.

"Steele, pull up! Pull up," Steele's musher ordered, but Steele ignored him. Then he saw the second dog behind the other leader, trying to keep his feet balanced during his run. He noticed how his legs were shorter than the others. One slip up, and he tumbled down like a pile of sticks. Steele thought for a second and then smirked at the thought of a devious plan. Then he snapped at the dog's feet, causing him to panic and stumble to the ground, as well as making the rest of his team fall down. Then Steele's team rushed ahead, exiting the log tunnel as they left the other team behind.

The fallen team's musher punched in the snow at this unfair defeat, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the passage. Steele heard the frustrated sled puller shout his name and only snickered cunningly and continued forward to finish the race they were in while heading for the village in the center of the forest.

One man above the ledge saw them coming and let out a flare, signaling the arrival of the winning team.

"You alright, darling," Rae looked to her adoptive sister.

"Just thinking..." Darla hugged the photograph she kept hidden from the others ever since she was adopted.

"Well, I'd better start packing," Rae said.

"Alright...I want some help," Darla offered as she slid the photograph under her pillow, she loved the bonding she had with Rae since she had always wanted a sister.

"Of course," Rae said, accepting her help.

Darla grinned, but she jumped off the bed and followed Rae to pick out facts to take on the trip. Jesse grinned, seeing Rae and Darla getting along so well.

"You children travel more than I've ever had in my life," Tim chuckled to Jesse.

Riley falsely enviously sighed. "And I wanted to get in a hot air balloon to take me around the world after I completed high school."

"Well, traveling around the world was emotional, but it was also a little eerie," Jesse said.

"I can imagine," Riley chuckled, "I hope you all have a good time though."

"Yes, we did what, even if we were almost on the verge of being sacrificed," Jesse said.

"Speaking of which, I heard the elementary school needs some extra help with the school play, the drama teacher is running out of time," Riley said as she put up the towel she was drying her hands with, "this year's play is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde."

"I'm going to help with the game," Jesse said.

"I'm sure they would appreciate that," Riley grinned.

"Awesome," Jesse said.

"How well do you know Amber's parents," Tim asked his wife.

"Remember that girl who moved into my neighborhood after I chose the earthly life," Riley looked to him, "this girl was Amber's mother...I'm closer to her and her father, I don't think Anita was born yet."

"Wow, that's amazing," Jesse said.

"Yes, Amber's parents are more of my friends than Roger and Anita were," Riley grinned, "I also feel like we're friends again everywhere I speak with Dodie before I pick up Darla who is playing with Amber."

"Wow," Jesse said.

"Dodie really put me in touch with my feminine side..." Riley grinned as she remembered as the girl first came over, they did nails, she spoke on the telephone more and listened to more folk music instead of playing with her Jessie cowgirl doll all day and night, "she's been so busy with her writing career, I've heard she's writing a story based on Amber's little adventure with the 101 Dalmatians."

The week flew past and it was Thursday already, Rae drove Jesse and Darla to Amber's house to pick her up, but get them to the airport.

"Thanks for taking us, Rae, you must feel so grown up with your car," Amber grinned to her best friend's sister.

"Oh, it can be fun, it's better than sitting in the back on long road trips most of the time," Rae chuckled as she drove them away.

"That makes sense," Jesse said.

Darla was playing with a string Amber gave her as they spoke.

"I hope you don't mind the 99 puppies," Amber chuckled, "I wish I could adopt one, but Mum's allergic to fur...perhaps if I get older, I'll have a dog."

"I think we'll get used to the 99 puppies," Jesse said.

"I'll adjust..." Darla nodded in agreement, but made a heart shape with the string, "I did it!"

"Good job, Darla," Amber encouraged her friend.

Rae grinned, but parked the rental car and got them all out to the airport for London, even if they were staying a few days until Roger and Anita would be ready to move to a farm.

'I hope they don't mind if I adopt one of the puppies,' Jesse thought.

Amber gave Darla some advice about staying in London since she was there often to visit her favorite aunt and uncle.

"I think I have it.....I hope we have fun," Darla grinned.

"I'm sure we will," Amber grinned back fondly.

"Yes," Jesse said.

Darla yawned and lay her head against the pillow she brought against the window. Rae fell asleep as well.

"Goodnight, guys..." Amber whispered as she pulled out a magazine, allowing them to get some sleep, as she wasn't really tired yet.

Jesse slept great, but in his dream, he saw himself with a Dalmatian puppy who was being laughed at by its siblings. It didn't take too long until the plane would go down and land, in which, everyone suddenly felt cold. Amber pulled out their jackets, knowing they would feel that fashion about London at first, but it wouldn't last too long, where she had their jackets out for them once they would be ready to land.

"I have a feeling this is going to be another adventure," Jesse said.

"You say that on every vacation," Rae teased her brother slightly.

"Because every vacation has been an adventure," Jesse said.

"Yes, because we're you...." Rae chuckled.

"Darla...we're almost there...." Amber whispered, gently shaking her best friend awake.

Darla mumbled, but yawned as she stretched slightly.

"But I also have a feeling that someone from our past is coming back," Jesse said, "but I'm not saying that in a good fashion."

"I wonder who'd come back," Rae shrugged, but looked over, grinning at how friendly and great a girl Amber was to Darla.

Darla rubbed her eye after she became completely awake. "I just hope I can get along with the animals..."

"Rae, this feeling I have is the same feeling I had from that nightmare that day if I was taken as a baby," Jesse whispered to his older sister.

This made Rae's eyes widen.

"You mean..." she whispered in slight fear, making her younger brother nod. "Then we better be careful," she looked to their adoptive younger brother, "I don't want Darla or Amber to get hurt either..."

Darla and Amber grinned to each other, unaware at what Jesse and Rae were speaking about.

"I just have a feeling we could see him during this vacation," Jesse whispered.

"I hope you're wrong this time......" Rae looked very emotional now.

Soon, the plane landed and the group gathered their personal items to take with them during their visit.

"Amber, darling," a delicate voice called.

Amber turned to see the woman in a maid uniform and happily ran to her. "NANNY!!"

The two shared a hug with joyful laughter.

Amber turned to the siblings. "Everyone, this is Nanny, this is Aunt Anita and Uncle Roger's housekeeper and she often walks the Dalmatians," she happily explained to them.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am," Jesse said, bowing.

"Hi, son," Nanny greeted with a grin, "Amber, three of the puppies wanted to see you again."

"Oh," Amber looked down, recognizing the puppies better than Nanny, Roger or Anita, "hi, Rolly! Hey, Lucky!  What's up, Cadpig?"

The puppies tackled her and licked her face, Lucky seemed to do it more than his brother and sister, making the human girl chuckle.

"OK, that's it, I missed you as well," Amber chuckled. "After you move to the farm, I'll stay a little longer to play with all of you...especially with my little favorite..." she sat up, stroking Lucky's face, making his tail thump up and down.

"Aw," Rae and Darla said.

"Did you really name them all," Rae asked.

"Uh-huh," Amber said once she could stand up, "I'll introduce you all once we get to Uncle Roger's and Aunt Anita's house."

Darla grinned, but tried to be friendly with the puppies. She was hesitant about petting them and having contact with animals, she was concerned that they probably wouldn't like her because at how she mentioned she hated animals if she was a star. The puppies didn't mind. Darla was yet hesitant.

"It's alright, we won't bite you," Cadpig soothed with her sweet sounding voice, "just relax, Amber's friend..."

Darla gulped, but she was able to pet the puppies, but grinned as she had the chance to.

"They seem to like you already," Nanny grinned to the blonde girl as she petted the pups.

"Yes, it seems so," Darla said.

Rolly chuckled, he seemed to like Darla the same fashion Lucky liked Amber.

"Then let's go to the Roger and Anita fact," Nanny grinned to the children, taking them to what looked like a school bus with spots.

"Nanny, what's that," Amber wondered.

"We have it some time after you came home to your parents, darling," Nanny explained with a grin, "it's where we can take the Dalmatian puppies to the park more easily, we usually use it to move them from one place to another. If we are ready to move to the farm, they'll come in here while Pongo and Perdita travel with Roger and Anita in the truck."

'Wow," Jesse thought.

Nanny got Jesse, Rae, Darla and Amber into the bus with Rolly, Cadpig and Lucky.

"You three are close, right," Amber grinned to the pups that were with them.

"Yes, we hang out more than everyone else," Cadpig explained with a grin, "Lucky usually gets us into all kinds of crazy adventures."

"But sometimes we miss time for breakfast and dinner," Rolly moaned, making that sound like the worst fact imaginable.

"Hey, you guys should consider yourselves lucky, because you have me with you," Lucky smirked, looking to his black spot with a horseshoe shape that was a symbol of good fortune and luck to someone.

Jesse grinned while rolling his eyes. Amber decided to point out some sights to Darla as Nanny drove.

"Are these buses as well," Darla asked about the popular red vehicles passed.

"No, Darla, these are cars, they're like buses," Amber chuckled, yet grinning to her best friend.

'Great," Jesse thought.

"By the way, nice haircut..." Amber grinned.

"Oh, thank you...I had a spa day with Maman Riley and Rae the other day..." Darla grinned as she patted her own head.

"It's a good look for you," Cadpig agreed, she really liked Darla.

"That is," Rae also said.

Nanny kept driving until they came to the home of Roger and Anita.

"Looks like we did it," Jesse said.

Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly happily ran away to meet their parents and warn them Amber was now here.

Amber chuckled, but got up. "C'mon, Darla, I can't wait for them to meet you."

Then they all began to get out of the bus. Roger was helping Anita clean for their guests arriving and it seemed like everywhere they tried to get somewhere, there would be a handful of puppies about.

'Wow,' Jesse thought.

The remaining puppies looked to the door and grinned at the human girl they were close with. "AMBER," they ran to her happily, crowding her and jumping to her, yipping and speaking with her.

"I'm glad your niece is a dog person," Roger chuckled to Anita as he saw the display.

Jesse looked at all the Dalmatian puppies that came over to Amber and saw that there were at least the amount of number of puppies that Amber said there were. There was one puppy who looked to his brothers and sisters, but he looked lonely, he had a black patch around his eye which had earned him the name Patch. He wore a red collar like the boys and it seemed that the girls wore blue collars like their mother.

"Aunt Anita, this is my friend Darla, I warned you on the phone once," Amber came to the adult woman, having her arm around Darla's.

Darla grinned friendly to the woman. "Nice to meet you...."

Jesse looked to the puppy that was at the TV and saw that he looked just like the puppy in his dream. Then he went to join the Dalmatian puppy. Patch looked up to Jesse as everyone focused on the girls and puppies for now. He seemed miserable for some reason, but he didn't even bother warn anyone, because he felt ignored.

"Hey, you alright," Jesse asked, sitting down next to Patch.

"Good..." Patch sighed, he lay down on the step he was lying on, looking miserable, "it's hard to have 99 brothers and sisters...I like that Mum and Dad stayed with the other 84, but...I was the youngest and they came."

"I'm sure there's something about you that none of them can do in any matter," Jesse said.

Patch looked up. "I can't bark like the others...even Cadpig can bark and she's the dwarf! I want to be unique......but I don't know how....." he looked to the television, but grinned slightly, "I want to be like Thunderbolt. I've seen every episode of him and I know it all by force!"

"Wow, you seem to be a huge Thunderbolt fan," Jesse said.

"I am," Patch grinned proudly. "I wouldn't be surprised if you asked me to make a guest appearance on one of your shows," that seemed to cheer him up at least for a little while.

"Well, where does the show start," Jesse asked the Dalmatian puppy.

"Usually after dinnertime, we go to bed as soon as it's over," Patch informed him.

"Great, well, where's dinner at," Jesse asked.

"Since Anita says dinner is ready," Patch said to him, he didn't give times since he was a dog and couldn't warn time based on the clock.

"Now then, we'll have to wait," Jesse said, before extending his right hand to the Dalmatian puppy, "by the way, my name is Jesse."

Patch pulled out his paw like for the trick. "I'm Patch...Amber says she called me that for this..." he gestured to the black spot around his eye that seemed to be the most significant fact about him.

"Well, I think it looks perfect on you," Jesse said.

"Yet...it's better than his name......" Patch glanced down to one of his brothers who seemed to have another problem and wet the clean carpet.

"WHIZZER," Roger picked up the poorly brokenhearted puppy.

"You have a good point there," Jesse said.

"I just want someone to pay attention to me...it seems even Amber is busy..." Patch pouted as he saw Anita's niece busy with the other puppies.

Amber wasn't ignoring Patch, she was just with the others, like an attentive mother with other children with not a lot of time for one in specific.

"She's not busy, Amber's like an attentive mother," Jesse said.

After what felt like forever for Patch, Amber eventually came to him.

"Hi, Patch," Amber greeted warmly.

Patch grinned and yipped up weakly to her, jumping around her, running around happily.

"I missed you as well," Amber gently hugged him, "oh, you're not barking....aren't you training?"

"I'm trying..." Patch pouted to her.

"Never give up, if I gave up, I'd never be the gymnastics star that I am now," Amber nuzzled her nose with his.

"That's right, keep trying and in no time, you'll be barking," Jesse said. He suddenly had a strange feeling. "Suddenly, I have the strange feeling that we're about to have a stampede."

"How about," Amber looked to the older boy as she kept a firm hold on Patch.

"I don't know," Jesse said.

Their response was going to be coming soon.

"I swear, Roger has spent more time playing his piano than packing," Anita said as she walked with Darla and Rae to get their facts together for their move.

The stampede was downstairs as several of Patch's siblings tackled Pongo and played with him a bit. Patch wasn't sure what time it was and found himself going in front of the TV, his favorite spot in the house. Jesse stayed in his spot next to Patch.

Perdita noticed this as Roger and Anita randomly started dancing while gathering facts together, but decided to sit with the boys. "Hello, Patch...hello, Amber's friend, Jesse."

"Hello, Mother..." Patch greeted, glancing at her while turning back to the television screen.

"Watching TV, are you?"

"Yes, I have to save my place now," Patch replied as he scratched his ear, "it's the best place after all!"

"Yes, I can't miss the Thunderbolt show," Jesse said, getting a stronger feeling, "oh, dear, that stampede is going to happen again."

Perdita chuckled, lying down next to one of her sons. "Well, you know your show doesn't start until after––"

"Dinnertime," Nanny called as she poured kibble into various bowls.

"Oh, dear..." Perdita knew what was going to happen.

The puppies dashed over, carrying Patch with them until they heard the call to eat. At least, he landed right into the kitchen.

"How about some spaghetti," Anita offered to the human guests.

"I like the extra cheese," Darla smirked.

"I love hot sauce," Rae added.

"You know my preference," Amber grinned to her aunt.

Jesse began to make his road through the puppies and began to look for a free bowl for Patch. Nanny washed the dishes as Patch and Jesse tried to find a bowl. It was shown that Rolly was laying on top of one and eating out of the other, once it was cleared, before Patch could get anything to eat, Penny and Blackie noticed the bowl and started to eat out of it together. Now all of the bowls were empty.

"Seriously," Jesse asked Patch's siblings.

Patch couldn't even find a single crumb of food left.

"Oh, Patch, you missed dinner, didn't you," Amber seemed to be the only other one who noticed.

Patch whined to the girl as he threw the bag off his head.

Then Amber went off for a second, but came back, kneeling down and gave him a leftover piece of chicken from the flight. "Here, Patch, eat up, you need strength and energy."

Patch grinned to her, but swiftly gnawed at it, feeling starved as Rolly at any other time of day that wasn't meal time.

"Wow, if that's what dinner is like for him, I'd hate to see what his breakfast and lunch look like," Jesse said.

Roger was heard, passing by, which made Patch realize something.

"Thunderbolt," the puppy shrieked until he heard the theme song and tried to get out of the kitchen as soon as possible, "c'mon, Jesse!"

Jesse picked up Patch and began to run back to their spots.

However, as they got there, all of the Dalmatian pups were crowding the TV as the intro ended and did a recap of last time's episode.

Patch came up from behind his several brothers and sisters. It would have to do for now, at least he could see. "Hang on, Tommy," he landed on Blackie's head, "Thunderbolt's coming!"

The brave dog known as Thunderbolt came and did his signature bark and a smaller, scrawny dog came past his side.

"I don't remember him on the show..." Amber was confused.

"That's Li'l Lightning," Patch explained, "Thunderbolt's faithful companion."

"I think they added it to present children," Pongo whispered.

"Wow, I guess they want more and more children to see Thunderbolt," Jesse said.

Then Patch landed on a box, knocking Dipstick and Freckles away from it. "This is like the Double Crescent Dead Man's ditch!"

Freckles and Dipstick silenced him, frowning at him.

Patch imitated Thunderbolt and came behind Rolly. "Look at this, Thunder's going to catch the whip!"

"Csendes," Patch's siblings hissed at him again.

"Patch, you're gonna screw it up again," Domino snapped.

"Again," Jesse asked.

"He always gives it off," Domino rolled his eyes.

Thunderbolt did on the TV like what Patch said would happen to make the villain fall and release the trapped boy known as Tommy. As the bad guy fell, this made the puppies laugh, but Patch cheered. Another day saved by the one and only Thunderbolt with some help from Li'l Lightning. Patch got on the box next to the television, trying to imitate Thunderbolt, but it came out as squeaks, which made his brothers and sisters laugh at him once more.

"What's that supposed to be," Penny pointed out as she fell back, laughing harder.

"That was the most regrettable bark ever heard," Rolly added.

"Yes, it almost sounded like someone was sitting on a squeaky toy," Whitty commented.

Patch frowned at them, but then looked away mournfully, feeling they might be right. Jesse began to tighten his hands into fists as he was frustrated with all the Dalmatian puppies for laughing at Patch.

"Jesse, no..." Rae whispered, having seen enough, "I know that was cruel, but don't hurt Pongo and Perdita's puppies."

Patch turned back to the TV as Tommy hugged Thunderbolt, calling him one of a kind, which was what he wanted to be.

"I won't hurt you, but I just want to scold you," Jesse whispered.

The show ended, which had Pongo sent his children to bed.

Rae looked to them as the children lamented about going to bed. "Well...alright, but nothing too harsh."

"C'mon, Darla, you can sleep in my room," Amber led her best friend upstairs, grinning as always.

"Thank you," Jesse whispered.

Rae went upstairs with Darla. Jesse frowned at the puppies as they laughed loud and long, but they stopped as they felt his stares.

"Children, it's time for bed...." Pongo warned the pups.

"Pongo, I'd like to be alone with them for a moment..." Jesse warned the Dalmatian father.

"Don't be too long," Pongo said to the human boy.

Jesse nodded, but turned back. "Everyone should be disgraceful to laugh at his brother for not being able to bark!"

"Hey, c'mon, Jesse," Lucky walked over. "We're just joking....brothers and sisters tease each other all the time," he looked down to Cadpig, "your heads looks like a giant marshmallow."

Cadpig gasped at him, but frowned. "At least I don't have a horseshoe on my BACK!!"

"You see? It's all fun," Lucky smirked.

"That was no joke, it's bullying....everyone should apologize to Patch, it could've hurt his feelings," Jesse said before going away.

This made all of Patch's siblings feel bad about what they did to him.

"Now you all think about what you've done..." Jesse said before going to join Rae, Darla and Amber to the guest room.

Pongo sat at the top stairs, ready to count his numerous children as they would be ready to get a man on the TV announced something.

Patch stayed behind, but went to watch the broadcast and heard Thunderbolt was coming to London and a lucky, auditioning puppy would be able to appear on the show. He became very emotional and ran upstairs to warn his father all about it as he started counting the other pups. "Dad, Dad, I have to see Thunderbolt," he called as he climbed on the couch.

Pongo turned to him. "Just a moment, son, I'm counting..." he grinned apologetically, but looked to the other pups.

"I've seen all the episodes, Dad, all 72," Patch cried, which made Pongo miscount and where it made him recount the puppies again.

"Dad, DAADDDD," Patch tried to get attention, but he was knocked off the stairs by his siblings.

"Oh, dear..." Pongo noticed this, he counted the other pups, but went down to the one that had fallen. Then he counted Patch as 105. "105? Now, what's the matter, son," he asked Patch.

"Dad, I just have to see Thunderbolt tomorrow," Patch said to his father.

Pongo chuckled, thinking Patch was just being homesick. "But you'll love the farm, son...there are big green fields, a stream, and a barn with lots of different animals. But wait, perhaps you and I could chase some chickens, right?"

"Uh, sure, Dad..." Patch managed to grin.

"C'mon, boy. Here we go," Nanny picked up Patch, giving a golden tag to go on his collar. She began to bring him upstairs.

Patch seemed miserable as Nanny took him up to be with his brothers and sisters.

Rae, Darla, Amber and Jesse were now in their pajamas.

Amber yawned heavily. "We should sleep really well tonight, guys..." she said with a tired grin.

"Yes," Jesse said.

"How was your conversation with the puppies," Rae asked.

"I think I have to think about what they did so," Jesse said.

"At least they didn't make fun of Patch for this..." Darla pointed to the gap in her teeth.

"It doesn't really look that bad, I think it looks nice on you," Amber soothed her friend.

"Really," Darla stared to her broken teeth, which seemed to win millions of fans for some reason.

"She's right," Jesse said.

"Well, thanks Billy Madison for once..." Darla chuckeld slightly. Then she looked to her best friend. She sometimes wondered why Jesse would want to be best friends with her, she never had one before, but she was glad she had the girl.

"It's late and we'll probably get up early, then no more laughter than sleep," Rae chuckled, knowing about her childhood slumber festivals.

"Alright," Jesse said.

Rae put her hair up, but went to join them to bed. "Goodnight, everyone."

"Goodnight..." the others said as they got into their beds, ready to sleep and get ready to help Roger, Anita and Nanny move with the Dalmatians to their new plantation.

Meanwhile at a fur clothing store, there was a familiar villainous woman trying to get in, but she kept getting the door locked in her face before she could go any further.

"Cruella De Vil, please let me in," the woman begged as the man kept leaning on the door to keep her from even stepping foot inside his shop.

But the man wasn't allowing her inside at all. Cruella kept trying to get in, but she decided to go once the man put the closed sign on the door and she had to go to her miserably broken down car. She could yet drive in it, but it didn't take too long until her car broke down completely and was damaged beyond repair, no one would even fix it for her. Then the poor diva woman settled for walking down the street, feeling pathetic and useless as her former henchmen, Horace and Jasper.

"How could it get even worse," Cruella asked herself as she began to start her car.

As Cruella tried to drive, normally this time instead of a sociopath, the car did break down and she couldn't stand to her a song written about her composed by Roger on the radio as she tried to kick it away. She had to settle for walking now and was passing a highly exclusive art gallery for aristocats such as family members of hers, specifically her brother who was a lot more successful than she was and was invited to more social outings than she was. She even began to miss that nephew of hers.

There was joyous laughter heard as Cruella passed the gallery as she stopped and looked through the plate glass window. Something really caught her eye that made her come in, bumping into people with drinks, but she was focused on this painting. It was a simple white base with a tiny black dot, like a Dalmatian fur coat. Even though it was only a spot, it presented her.

There was a man coming over, dressed in black sweats with wavy dark hair with a matching goatee, he wore sunglasses with glossy purple shades, making his road toward Cruella. He spoke briefly with the 'devil woman' and seemed to have her in his power as he asked her how she felt about it, he must had been the artist behind it.

"Where is the artist," Cruella demanded after that information, "I just have to meet him!"

"But you already did," this ominous man informed the woman, "I am Lars...and I am a disheartened genius."

Cruella gave her name.

"It's so boring...." a bratty young girl with black-and-white hair in pigtails, wearing a ruby red dress said to her older brother as they looked at other pictures.

"Look, Mum and Dad wanted me to take you here for paintings, don't blame me," her older brother said to her.

The girl rolled her eyes, but looked over and saw Cruella with the German artist known as Lars. "Isn't that Aunt Cruella?"

"Yes, she's right next to that guy," the older boy said.

Lars informed Cruella that there was more art and he decided to let her go see the personal gallery to please her. She didn't even seem to notice her niece and nephew so far.

"Let's follow them," the older boy said as he followed their aunt.

"Beats looking at the scribbles called art..." the girl scoffed slightly, following her brother.

Cruella gasped as she came into the room and saw spot paintings as far as the eye could see which felt like paradise to her. The siblings came in to see what their aunt saw.

"Will you take a picture just for me to ease my pain," Cruella asked, dramatically after she mentioned having a restraining order now and that she was mentally insane for spots these days.

Lars paused, but he now spoke louder than he had ever before. "I will create a masterpiece if you will be my muse…"

Cruella chuckled, feeling flattered.

"Then these are the pictures he takes," the older boy asked, looking at the pictures as he and his younger sister came in.

"It looks like..." the girl shrugged.

Cruella turned, noticing them, she hadn't seen them since the girl was a baby. "My brother and sister-in-law have shrunk!"

"Aunt Cruella, this is us, your niece and nephew," the older boy said.

Cruella blinked, but rubbed her eyes. "Oh, my heavens...Little Ivy, is that you?"

"It's me," the girl smirked once her name was revealed, she looked angelic, "sweet as a button!"

"And this is your brother," Cruella grinned, but didn't seem to remember the boy's name, "uhh..."

"Really," the older boy said, "it's me, Jackson."

"Jackson," Cruella said, "this is my next guess....."

"It's really nice to see you, Aunt Cruella, from your crazy old house..." Ivy smirked, batting her eyelashes like a cutesy sweet girl, but everybody except her parents and unsuspecting adults knew it was an act.

Cruella gently patted her head. "I met Lars here....he'll make a special picture just for me..."

"This is great, but what just happened to your obsession," Jackson asked his aunt.

"The doctor says I need to find something to fill my tormented soul, and I incidentally chose a play," Cruella explained, "you're lucky to come from a family as sophisticated as ours...also seeing my niece and nephew makes me that's great."

"Yes, I have to spend the entire vacation with you, Aunt Cruella, because I missed a certain task," Jackson said while tightening his fists, thinking about what he failed years ago.

"What's this, boy," Cruella asked, curious of her nephew's sudden motivations.

"Something about a girl......" Ivy sounded annoyed slightly, due to being a little child, boy and girl speak sounded boring and useless to her.

"Something like that," Jackson said.

"You want revenge, don't you," Cruella smirked, she sensed hostility in these children who clearly had the devil gene in them.

"I want to make sure she and her brother are looked after," Jackson said.

"Well, I don't know where we could find them, but perhaps you could help your favorite aunt," Cruella smirked.

"Only aunt..." Ivy muttered, looking away with a slight scowl.

"What if I try to help you and you try to help me," Cruella bargained.

"I'd say we have a deal," Jackson said.

"I wanna help as well," Ivy smirked darkly, "I feel like I could be of use."

"What have you done," Cruella asked her adorable niece.

"Looks like you're wrong, Aunt Cruella..." Ivy pulled out a red gumball, "you want a candy bar?"

Cruella saw nothing wrong with it, where she took the candy to be polite.

"Oh, boy, you shouldn't be doing this, Auntie," Jackson said, knowing what would happen.

Cruella ate the candy, but her mouth felt very hot instantly. "WATER!!"

Ivy smirked, her pigtails seemed to turn into devil horns as she would be evil.

"Grown-ups are so easy," she said to herself, feeling well-accomplished.

"Here you go, Auntie," Jackson said as he handed her a bottle of water.

Ivy chuckled as Cruella drank the water like a thirsty guppy.

"Ivy, I underestimated you," Cruella said to her once she could breathe now.

"Everyone does so....." Ivy smirked again.

"That's why she's our secret weapon," Jackson said.

"You'll both get what you want after I get what I want," Cruella smirked to her brother's children.

"Excellent, then let's get started," Jackson said.

"Wonderful," Cruella laughed.

Back at Roger and Anita's place, it was getting slowly closer to time to awaken and get ready to move out. Everyone was yet sleeping, except for Patch. The same with Jesse, that feeling he had about seeing Rae's ex-boyfriend again got stronger as it felt like two evil people as evil as Rae's ex-boyfriend were going to also appear. Then he decided to go and check if Patch was having any luck.

Patch tossed and turned as his brothers and sisters slept, but he left his spot and tried to go elsewhere, even after speaking with Pongo if he could ever be one of a kind, but his father was too tired to properly respond. At least, they all said very sorry for making fun of his barking before they fell asleep, but he yet wanted to be special. As he came out of the room, Patch saw Jesse.

Patch looked up to the human boy, looking a little mournful. "I really want to see Thunderbolt...but we have to move....."

"You wanna go into the kitchen for one last time," Jesse asked the Dalmatian puppy, hoping that would cheer him up.

"I suppose..." Patch sighed, not sure what that would do, but would go to him, he felt a real close bond with Jesse.

They both went into the kitchen and fell asleep, Rae also joined them and decided to sleep in the kitchen with them.

Amber hummed in her sleep and awakened to see Jesse and Rae were missing.

"Amber," Darla rubbed her eyes, seeing her best friend go.

"I'll check with the others......" Amber whispered, "do you wanna come?"

Darla yawned and stretched a little. "Alright..."

They went to see where they were and where they began to look everywhere. Darla and Amber found Patch, Rae and Jesse in the kitchen and decided to join them. The kitchen floor was actually a lot more comfortable than it looked. The rest of the night was peaceful.

The sun was starting to rise and the moving van had arrived to take Roger and Anita to their new home in the country. Patch was yet sleeping though, along with Jesse and Rae.

"Why so soon," Darla moaned as she was in her morning clothes, looking exhausted as she stood with Amber.

"I'm sorry, Darla, but to get there at a good time, we have to leave as soon as possible," Roger warned the girl as they stood outside.

Patch slowly awakened, he didn't see anyone except for Jesse and Rae. He left the kitchen briefly and saw that not even anyone was in the living room. There was no noise on the inside of the house.

"Why are you so silent," Jesse asked, "isn't it morning now?"

Rae rubbed her eyes, looking around. "Roger? Anita?"

Patch came back to Jesse and Rae. "Guys, I can't find anyone!"

"Oh, dear, you don't think they...." Jesse said before all three of them ran to one of the windows.

Patch jumped up to look out the front window with the siblings.

"Where are Rae and Jesse," Darla looked for them.

"They're probably with Uncle Roger and Aunt Anita," Amber shrugged, "c'mon, we better help get the puppies onboard."

"Roger, darling, have you seen Rae or Jesse," Anita asked her husband.

"I think they're with Darla and Amber," Roger replied.

"Guys, we're here! We're here," Jesse shouts even if the window is in the road.

Patch even tried to bark, but he couldn't be heard. Roger loaded up the van after Pongo and Perdita got all their puppies, or where he thought, in the back and were ready to drive to the new farm.

"They forgot us...." Rae felt abandoned.

"How could they forget about us," Jesse asked.

Patch stared down. "I'm not special...."

Then there was a Kanine Krunchies truck passing by.

"But wait, that could help us get with the others," Patch looked determined.

Rae opened the window where Patch wouldn't have damage getting out, but went with Jesse to get out of the house. Hopefully, this would help them catch up with the others.

"Let's get that Kanine Krunchies truck," Jesse called out in determination.

Rae and Jesse stopped the truck.

"What are you guys doing here," the man asked them.

"Follow that van, we have to catch it," Rae said to him.

"I can't take them very far...I have too many deliveries to make and I can't be late..." the driver warned them.

"Where's your delivery," Jesse asked.

"I have a very reluctant one to do uptown, where that Thunderbolt audition show is," the driver said to them.

"Thunderbolt..." Patch whispered happily, actually willing to go there instead of to his family.

This gave Jesse an idea. "Take us there," he said.

"Jump in," the driver said to them.

"Jesse, we need to reach Roger and Anita," Rae warned her brother.

"Listen, if we get to the audition and we're with Thunderbolt while he's taking his pictures, one of them will be in the paper and then," Jesse asked his sister silent enough for her to hear, hoping she would know the rest of his plan.

Rae thought about it for a moment. "Then let's hope Patch makes it."

"You guys coming or what," the driver sounded impatient.

Rae grinned. "We're coming," he said, but got in with Jesse to make the Thunderbolt audition. 'I hope Patch makes it,' she thought.

"C'mon, Patch," Jesse said, tapping his lap as both him and his sister sat to let the Dalmatian puppy to get in with them.

And where he jumped right in and onto Jesse's lap.

Rae grinned as they had Patch with them, she gently petted him, hoping this plan would work.

Meanwhile, a few hours later, the van was eventually pulling up to the new home for the Radcliffe family to the farm. Roger got out and put a partway out the van for Pongo, Perdita and the puppies to come out.

Amber came out with Darla and noticed a chicken with spots all over herself. "Can't say I've met a chicken like you before. You look as good as dogs," she said.

The chicken seemed flattered. "I really want to be a dog...but no one understands that..."

"A chicken that acts like a dog," Darla sounded surprised, "now I've seen it all."

Pongo began to count all of the puppies, but they all were running too fast for him to count them all.

"Eventually," Perdita grinned to her mate as she came after their children, "no more counting."

The puppies happily ran out, but Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly seemed very homesick. There was a different puppy on the plains named Mooch and Lucky decided to go see him.

"Hey, do you watch any Thunderbolt," Lucky asked him, "you know...on cable?"

"What's cable," Mooch asked him like it was something foreign.

Lucky gulped, was there no cable on the farm? This was going to be a big, big challenge for him.

"I'm sorry, son, no restaurants for miles," a big blue pig warned Rolly after being asked if there were any nearby diners.

Rolly gulped. "Miles?!"

"But you're welcome to see through my daughter, Dumpling," the pig warned him, grinning down at the slightly smaller pig with a purple bow in her hair.

Cadpig tried to be social with the cows and even gave them name tags to keep them organized, but the cows named Duchess and Princess didn't like them at all.

"Looks like we have some new neighbors, right," a woman with flowing golden blonde hair and freckles in dark teal covered overalls came over, she owned Mooch, "nice to see new friendly faces."

"Oh, hello," Anita greeted her with a grin, "I'm Anita Radcliffe, there's my husband Roger, and this is my niece Amber and her best friend Darla."

"Fantasy, fantasy," the woman chuckled, "perhaps one of your children would like to adopt a kitten...our cat just got pregnant not too long ago."

The sound of a kitten caught Darla's attention immediately.

"How much longer," Darla ran to the farm woman, "how much longer?"

The farm woman chuckled. "You can't rush Mother Earth, darling...I imagine, do you want one?"

"Oh, yes, please..." Darla grinned tenderly, "I've always wanted one!"

"Well...alright, I'll call you first if the kittens are ready to be born," the woman chuckled, patting her on her blonde, curly head.

"Yes! Amber, did you hear that," Darla asked her best friend.

"Yes, and I'm so emotional for you," Amber hugged her friend, "it feels like something's missing."

"Missing," Darla asked.

"Yes, like something should be here, but we probably forgot..." Amber scratched her chin.

"You probably feel that fashion because we left so early this morning," Anita suggested as she walked past, carrying a box.

"But what could it be," Roger asked as he began to get the piano into their new house, but of course, it was being difficult.

The piano suddenly fell through the floor, making Roger, Nanny and Anita look down at it.

"Well...farewell with that...." Amber grinned, sneaking off with Darla.

The chicken who wanted to be a dog found Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly and decided she wanted to be friends with them.

While this was all going on, back in London....other humans and dogs crowded as Patch, Jesse and Rae made his road to the show.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, puppies of all ages, are you ready," a man came to introduce the show, "yes, I'll give you the mighty Thunderbolt!"

The famous dog arrived and did his famous bark, making the crowd go wild.

"I don't think so," Patch exclaimed in awestruck, "it really is!"

"And his loyal buddy, Li'l Lightning," the announcer introduced the infamous smaller dog who slid across the stage and fell off, but came back to be past Thunderbolt's side.

'Wow, there are sure to be a lot of dogs here,' Jesse thought.

There were three female dogs taken away by security after fawning over Thunderbolt in a fan girl fashion.

"We're looking for a mighty, heroic bark," the man announced.

There were dogs going one by one to audition to be the next top dog, literally. First was a Scottish terrier, then a withering old dog with a bandage on his tail with flapping ears and a rather long howl, a Sheepdog, a yippy Chihuahua, a brave and heroic, familiar-looking Collie and a very enormous dog ironically named Tiny with a bark enough to frighten Thunderbolt himself.

"You can do that, Patch, I believe in you, your barking is within you," Jesse said, before pointing to Patch's heart.

Patch grinned. "Thank you, guys..." he climbed up the stage steps.

"Oh, I hope he makes it....." Rae bit her lip, slightly anxiously.

The security guard bent down, picked up Patch and placed him next to Thunderbolt.

Then Jesse sensed fear as he looked at Patch up on the stage. "Oh, dear," he said.

Patch looked amazed at Thunderbolt, but he froze once he saw all the dogs looking at him. He gulped as he looked very hesitant.

"Oh, he must have stage fright....." Rae frowned.

"What's up, little chap, cat has your tongue," Thunderbolt joked with a light chuckle.

Patch was yet frozen, but he felt pressured and let out a squeaky bark, making everyone but himself, Rae and Jesse laugh out louder.

"Wait, sounds like someone is sitting on a squeaky toy," Thunderbolt said, laughing even harder.

Jesse and Rae went up to the stage to console Patch. Patch whined.

"Hey, Thunderbolt," a reporter came over with a camera, "over here!"

Suddenly, Jesse, Rae and Patch had their pictures taken with Thunderbolt for the local paper.

"That's it for today, guys, we'll find out the lucky winner tomorrow," the man from before announced as everyone decided to leave now. "And remember, buy your pooch loads of rabbit krunchies," the man grew bored and left the microphone.

Patch, Jesse and Rae were left alone on the stage now.

Meanwhile at a random cafe in London, the paper was instantly delivered as a familiar girl found the paper, read it briefly and put it down.

"What is this, Lex," a very pale and gaunt boy asked her, dressed like a stereotypical goth with a gray top with short sleeves, black longer sleeves with a black skull on his shirt, black pants and black shoes with slick ebony hair.

"Oh, nothing, Randolph...I could've sworn I saw Jesse in the paper..." Lex said as she balled up the paper and tossed it over her shoulder, feeling bored with it.

Thunderbolt was going to his trailer with his fan base, following him and chattering with him. And where his fan girls asked him to do it one more time and where this meant that they wanted to see his grin one more time. Thunderbolt did the smirk, making the French poodle fan girl faint on top of her friends as he went back into his trailer.

Surrounded by his much, much, much souvenirs of himself.

L'il Lightning was coming now, but saw Patch. "Boy, have you seen Thunderbolt?"

"I think he drove his trailer," Patch replied, unsure.

"Thank you," L'il Lightning dashed away.

"I wonder what he's up to," Rae said to herself silently.

"Let's go and see what's going on," Jesse whispered to Rae before speaking to Patch, "Patch, me and Rae will be back, we just have to go and CHECK something."

Patch sighed as he lay on the stage. "Alright..."

Rae went with Jesse as the fan base of Thunderbolt went home and they looked in the trailer to see Li'l Lightning, going to speak with Thunderbolt, they could hear the two dogs. They began to listen in to what the dogs were speaking about.

Li'l Lightning warned Thunderbolt about a change in the show. "Listen, Thunderbolt, what just happened....you…you…you're dying..."

Thunderbolt gasped dramatically. "I'm dying?!"

Li'l Lightning nodded.

'He's dying now,' Jesse and Rae thought.

Thunderbolt took it surprisingly well and found it to be the greatest fact ever. "I've always wanted to play a big death scene!  The selfless hero sacrifices himself to save the innocent…" he laughed, feeling victorious, "I'll be bigger than Old Yeller!  Well, how do I make my shockingly unexpected and triumphant return?"

"You don't," Lightning warned him.

"What do you mean I don't?"

"You don't, you'll be shot if you least expect it and you'll die, you'll never come back. Not even for a cameo in the remake."

This caused Thunderbolt to revolt in horror. "They're writing to me from the show!"

"They will replace you with a younger dog," Lightning hung his head.

"That's strange, I thought the auditions were for the dog who would bark best and then be a guest on the show," Jesse whispered to Rae, silent enough for not Thunderbolt and Li'l Lightning to hear.

"I heard that..." Rae shrugged, she thought the same fact as she whispered back to him.

Thunderbolt panicked in despair after realizing that was what the auditions were for, as he didn't really know the truth himself. He couldn't live like a normal house or alley dog if this was going to be his fate, it felt uncharacteristic for him. He would lose all his girls as well.

Lightning encouraged him to go for it and it might be enough to give him a comeback in their series if he did facts like a regular dog outside of living in the limelight.

'How's he supposed to do that,' Jesse thought.

Thunderbolt was thinking himself how to do it, but he thanked his trusty sidekick for the help, but something about Li'l Lightning seemed sneaky and devious as the heroic dog went out of his trailer.

"Something about this buddy annoys me..." Rae whispered.

"For me any matter, we'd better go back to Patch," Jesse whispered.

"Hey, Patch, we're back," Jesse said to their Dalmatian puppy friend.

Patch looked up to them and had a small grin.

"You alright, buddy," Rae asked soothingly.

Patch sighed a little. "I think I'll be alright......"

"Well, you never know, perhaps this day will be better," Jesse said.

"It could...I just feel so humiliated for what I've done with Thunderbolt..." Patch whined a little.

Rae picked him up and as she took a seat, she let him sit in her lap. "Patch, it'll be alright.....I promise."

Then they noticed Thunderbolt sneak out of his trailer in what Jesse and Rae thought a lame disguise. Patch yipped slightly in surprise.

Thunderbolt came out with his rug on his back with mop strings on top of his head. He was trying to make sure no one was watching him or recognized him yet. He passed people with their dogs and chuckled to himself. "Master of disguise."

Rae and Jesse brought Patch to the other side of the ground.

"Hi, Thunderbolt," Patch grinned, feeling honored to meet him.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Thunderbolt chuckled, "you had the wrong dog, boy."

"Well, please, we can see it's you," Jesse said.

"This is the same disguise that you used in Episode 17," Patch said, grinning to the famous dog, "Gambling Gophers of Gunfire Gulch!"

"Oh, for howling out loud, now you've inflated my cover," Thunderbolt said in frustration toward the puppy.

"C'mon, we know a handsome dog like you if we see one," Jesse said.

"You say that to all the Great Danes you meet," Thunderbolt grinned softly, but blinked in slight shock as he tossed the mop strings into the trash and the rug landed over on top of Patch, "your people speak dog!"

"Yes, we can," Jesse said.

"They came with me, I know all of your episodes by heart," Patch followed Thunderbolt on the brick wall as he walked and looked around for anyone looking for him.

"Well, aren't you a cute little puppy," Thunderbolt grinned charmingly toward the Dalmatian pup, "what's your name?"

"Patch," the puppy gave his name.

Then he remembered Patch from the audition.

"You were the one with the screeching bark," Thunderbolt chuckled.

Patch felt bad inside again once that was brought up.

Thunderbolt chuckled, but looked up a tree to see a cat wandering along the branches. "A cat is stuck in this tree!"

"Like a cliche," Rae couldn't help but say.

"Now, if I were me, what have I done," Thunderbolt smirked as he didn't notice the cat was only up there to snack on the baby birds that were without their mother. But then, he realized that he didn't have a script and this made him panic.

"It's like Tommy is trapped on this cliff…" Patch recited as it looked like Thunderbolt was about to have a villainous breakdown.

"Are you joking?  I have no idea what I'm doing here," Thunderbolt cried. Then he looked to Patch to get him to shut up. "Pooch, however!  I'm trying to panic here!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just thought you'd do a trick like you always do so," Patch wasn't even serious that the dog star spelled his name wrong, but mentioned about the barrel and the cliff from the episode he knew about, but it actually gave Thunderbolt an idea.

Rae glanced back at Roger and Anita's old house and could've sworn she saw Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly there without their collars, she rubbed her eyes and they disappeared. Perhaps she just imagined it. What Patch was speaking about, gave Thunderbolt an idea at how to save the supposedly hopeless cat.

"Exactly," Thunderbolt knew what to do now, he went and kicked over a trash can, but bit on the ladder that a man was painting on and placed it on top of the overturned trash can, placing himself on one end.

The artist was trying to hold onto the building where he wouldn't fall, but he eventually did so and landed on the ladder. This made Thunderbolt fly through the air, hit a branch in the tree, which was the same branch with the cat and the baby birds. Suddenly, the cat fell and landed on its feet, looking a little traumatized. He felt relieved though, until Thunderbolt landed on top of him, squishing him in the process.

"There you are, my good man," Thunderbolt grinned at the cat, "you don't need to THANK me.  The expression of YOUR face is thank you enough.  Now, grin for the cameras!"

But no one with a camera came to take his pictures, which was confusing for him.

"Must be tea time...." Thunderbolt muttered, but got off the cat, "HOW DO I KEEP MY JOB IF YOU HAVE ALL THE TEA?!"

"This is amazing, Thunderbolt," Patch beamed, "just like on the show!"

Thunderbolt was yet frustrated that the press hadn't come this time, but he had an idea after he mentioned hanging around squeaky toy and his humans, but looked to him with a devious grin. They could probably help him become famous again where he wouldn't be murdered off in this show.

Patch grinned back, his tail wagging gently, he was looking forward to spending more time with Thunderbolt, Rae and Jesse.

Meanwhile, at a De Vil home that was not Cruella's, Ivy was in her fluffy and cute bedroom as she cuddled with one of her dolls, sleeping like a perfect angel. She looked annoyed that she was awakened, but grinned sweetly once she saw it was her mother.

"Good morning, Mummy," Ivy smirked to her face, but looked frustrated once her mother had her back turned to pick out a nice clean dress for her to wear, "what are you doing in here?"

"Let's just go ahead, alright," Jackson said to his younger sister.

"Your brother warned me that you enjoyed the art gallery so much that you might want to go back today," Annie warned her daughter as she lay out the clothes onto her bed.

Ivy grinned, her eye slightly twitching. "Are you enjoying it? Yes, I must have...Mum, I'd like to speak to my brother alone, PLEASE?!"

"Of course, darling," Annie patted her on the head, but went to join her husband, Glen and shut the door behind her.

Ivy frowned to her brother, gripping his collar. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?!"

"I didn't want her to find out that we really wanted to spend the rest of the day with Aunt Cruella and Lars," Jackson said, getting her grip off his collar.

Ivy folded her arms. "This place was so boring......I can't wait for the fall, if we'll GO BACK to school and pretend we don't know each other again."

"I couldn't agree more now, let's get started," Jackson said.

Ivy snorted. "Hang on..." she went behind a changing panel, despite being a little girl, she had her own in her room. Yes, she had her hair combed neatly into the pigtails with the ribbons to tie them and she put into her dress and slid on her bowed shoes. Then she walked out, grinning innocently. "Ready?"

Glen and Annie said a farewell to their children as they went away to meet their aunt and the artist called Lars.

Ivy grinned to their parents, but swiftly frowned. "I hate you for doing this..." she grumbled, but went with her brother to meet who they were supposed to.

They both ran to a building at where they were supposed to meet.

"Ah, welcome, children..." Lars allowed them inside.

"Yes, yes, where's Aunt Cruella," Ivy was impatient due to being forced to another boring day at an art gallery.

"I'll show you in the spot room," Lars informed, but went with the de Vil children to where their favorite aunt was.

"Great," Jackson said to the spot artist.

"It's remarkable, it's breathtaking, it's great," Cruella was heard by her nephew as she entered the room she was in after she admired another spot painting.

Lars grinned, feeling appreciated.

"But it's all wrong," Cruella said, making him drop his paintbrush.

"But, but, it's my best work so far," Lars cried, feeling defeated.

Ivy and Jackson could see what their aunt meant by how the artwork was all wrong. Cruella explained what was wrong about it, even her cigarette leaving a burn on her painting, but it didn't burn the place completely.

"I'll try it now," Lars shouts, rather childishly.

Cruella patted his head. "There, there…I know you'll get it right, you just have to keep tryingi.  After all, you're the only one outside of family who understands Cruella…who can see into her tormented soul…"

"What are you going to do now, sir," Ivy asked, annoyed, trying to be sweet at the same time.

Lars looked into Cruella's eyes, but stood next to his flaming artwork. "I will create another canvas! And another, and another, and another until I find perfection!  I won't stop until the fire of YOUR desire has been taken," he pulled out a fire extinguisher, spraying the remains of his old artwork. This yell was so loud that it echoed across the apartment.

Meanwhile, back with Patch and Thunderbolt, Jesse and Rae....

"New proxy test," Patch asked as he was speaking with Thunderbolt and they walked, "what do you mean, what does this mean?"

"Oh, it's fun," Thunderbolt warned the pup, but explained what it was, "and if you're good, you'll be put on the show!"

"Really," Patch asked, happily wagging his tail.

"What about us," Rae asked.

"You could as well if you wanted," Thunderbolt said suavely.

There was suddenly a passing horse buggy ride with a newly wed couple.

"Well, it would be fun to be on a TV show," Jesse said.

"I suppose," Rae shrugged.

Thunderbolt was thinking what to do as he saw the horse buggy.

"This stagecoach is out of control," Thunderbolt said.

"That is," Jesse and Patch asked, confused.

Thunderbolt found this the perfect time for Patch to warn him of an episode that could help him out with this supposedly scene of the out-of-control train. He jumped onto the horse and whispered to him. "You're out of control, man!"

The horse reacted with fright to him, acting like a true crazy horse and frightening the newlyweds.

"Is he trying to save them or give them all heart attacks," Jesse asked Rae.

Rae blinked, unsure herself.

Thunderbolt unlatched the buggy and the horse to save the couple, who ended up making them splash into the water as he did his trademark bark.

"Oh, boy," Jesse whispered, low enough for Patch not to hear.

While Jesse, Rae and Patch would help Thunderbolt, Lars would make spot art to appeal for Cruella, Jackson and Ivy. But each one he made was not appealing to her at all. Cruella blinked uncaringly, Ivy stuck her tongue out and Jackson gave a thumbs down. Lars would have to try again.

Thunderbolt bit on a rope to reach a worker out of a manhole like he fell down it like in classical Lassie episodes with Timmy falling down the well. Patch, Rae and Jesse grinned at him once he was out and safe from harm.

Then Thunderbolt walked him down the street past a laundromat and warned Patch to be careful as a man was putting his dirty clothes into a bag to walk off with it, Patch mistook him as a bank robber.

'You have to be joking me,' Jesse and Rae thought.

Thunderbolt jumped from a pick-up truck, but bounced across the top of the shop, about to pounce on the innocent man with his laundry. The clothes went flying everywhere, making the man roll down the sidewalk and knock over a constable. Rae hid a snicker, it was a little funny as Thunderbolt had a pair of briefs hanging from his face while the constable had a bra on himself.

Since no one came for him, it was time to move ahead. Then Lars showed the de Vil family a spot artwork he made, consisting of spots, but made Cruella's portrait, also using shades of red. But it wasn't appealing to any three of them at all. Thunderbolt, Patch, Rae and Jesse saw royal guards of Buckingham Palace and Thunderbolt convinced Patch that their hats were wild badgers trying to eat their heads.

"Just like episode 27," Patch recited, "if you shrieked out these grizzly bears!"

"This can't end well...." Rae knew all about the royal guards and how they weren't allowed to move or speak.

Thunderbolt jumped up in the air, removed their hats and tried to attack them.

"Oh, why does he have to do this," Jesse whispered to Rae.

Lars had a wielding mask and fire drill, and looked to the de Vil family for approval as he made a giant mobile solar system-like fashion with spots in place. Cruella walked away, not amused or impressed. Ivy looked very bored and really wanted to go home now, but she wouldn't be allowed to. Jackson just looked like he was going to want to destroy the art Lars built.

Thunderbolt and the others were on their road to the park zoo, but he stopped to a corner.

"What is this," Patch asked.

"Just watch," Thunderbolt whispered as a couple of adult men were pulling monkeys out of their cages with leashes.

"What the," Jesse said out of confusion, not knowing what these people were doing with these monkeys or why they had leashes on them.

"Are these monkeys," Rae squinted her eyes.

"And worse yet, monkey wrestlers," Thunderbolt proclaimed.

"Sounds like Episode 34 to me…" Patch memorized.

"And looks like if these monkeys need help," Jesse said.

Thunderbolt and Patch set to work, by frightening the zookeepers off with the bunch of monkeys chasing after them out of the City Zoo. Thunderbolt did his famous bark and Patch tried to copy it, he sounded a little better than he did before, but yet had hints of squeakiness. Jesse and Rae even joined in while Lars continued to try to please Cruella and her niece and nephew with every art that he began to make.

Lars even tried to make a design reminiscent of Mickey Mouse's logo, even putting his head between the ears. But none of his artwork was appealing to Cruella, Ivy or Jackson. As Thunderbolt thanked Patch, Jesse and Rae for their help, despite not getting any public notice and Patch was rewarded with free sausages.

"I let you down...." Lars moaned as he dropped one of his paintings. He got down on his knees and yelled out, looking miserable that he failed to impress Cruella.

"Do not despair, I know exactly where to find the inspiration," Cruella smirked down to the artist, "this is art after all, ART!!  Sacrifices have to be made!"

Cruella took Ivy and Jackson with her to the Radcliffe place, but the house was put on sale since the family had moved off, she had not done that. It was her only fashion to get over her obsession with spots. "Gone?  They're all gone?!"

Then Cruella was hit in the face with a newspaper being thrown by the local paper boy. "WHY, YOU LITTLE..." she snapped, almost sounding like her aunt, but saw on the cover of a Dalmatian puppy with the famed dog Thunderbolt. "Foolish dog hero....." she mumbled.

Cruella and Jackson noticed the Dalmatian puppy as well, along with Rae and Jesse on the front page.

Ivy noticed Rae, but turned back to her aunt and brother. "Jackson...didn't you go to school with this girl or something," she asked, noticing how the girl in the picture looked around her brother's age.

"Yes, and broke up with me and this boy must be her brat of a brother," Jackson said, "let's check what this Dalmatian puppy's dog tag says, perhaps it can warn us where the Radcliffes are."

Cruella tried to look at it, but gave the paper back to the siblings. "One of you read it.....Aunt Cruella's not the spring chicken she used to live in Devonshire..."

"That never was...." Ivy mumbled, rather darkly, but took a closer look at the Dalmatian puppy's tag, "it says...Patch...what a foolish name for a silly animal."

Jackson read it and grinned evilly. "And it looks like they live on a dairy farm," he said.

"A farm," Cruella sounded shocked and dismayed. Then she pulled out her spectacles to see Jackson was right and saw that the address on the tag was true. "Cherry Tree Farm," the slimy woman read as she looked very sadistic and eager to see these miserable mutts once more, "Little Tichfield Devon."

"And Bingo was his name O," Ivy recited with a rather dark laugh for someone her age.

"Looks like they found the farm they live on now, but we need some help first," Jackson said.

"Oh, let me take care of this......" Cruella smirked darkly as she knew just who to get for this special assignment.

Meanwhile, on the farm, Anita was coming to check the mail as there was a newspaper left in the front yard. The chicken who wanted to be a dog was chasing other chickens with Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly where she could get a real taste of dog life. Amber just thought this chicken was funny as she would act more like a dog such as scratching herself, playing fetch and even attempting to mark her territory. Then Anita began to make her road back in as she noticed one of the Dalmatian pups pulling on the laundry.

Anita got the paper as she watched them, but walked over as Nanny was attending to the laundry, humming a merry tune to herself. Amber and Darla decided to help her. They yet didn't seem to notice Jesse, Rae and Patch were missing. Then Nanny brought in the laundry that the newspaper was on top of and then heard that the tea was done.

"Oh, boy, a scrap," Darla beamed after she was playing with Prince, Domino and Pepper.

Anita went to sort out the puppy with the blanket to get it off of him. Then one of the puppies went inside and jumped on and off the laundry, causing it to land into Roger's music room, along with the newspaper.

Roger was grinning as he played another tune, but stopped as the paper fell on top of his head, blinding him from the keyboard. He rolled it up and tossed it over his shoulder as it landed in his old trombone as Pongo slept by his favorite instrument of the grand piano. The rolled up newspaper landed in the instrument. Roger kept playing his piano as Pongo was sound asleep on the floor past him.

"Jesse? Rae," Darla walked around, keeping an ear out, she felt like she hadn't seen her adoptive siblings since they came to the farm. However, she heard a younger female voice and male voice. "Oh, well, they're here..." she grinned, but went away to do something else.

However, these voices belonged to a cow and a pig speaking about something, which tricked Darla into thinking they were her siblings, not really, they weren't.

Meanwhile, Jesse, Rae, Patch and Thunderbolt.....

"Well, I'm from this very large family," Patch warned Thunderbolt as they were walking with the sun setting.

"I know a boy came from a large litter," Thunderbolt grinned, "10 or 12...I forgot."

"There are 101 of us," Patch said.

"101 Dalmatians," Thunderbolt sounded astounded, "hey, I've heard of you guys!  Yes, you were on the Twilight Bark!"

"You have," Jesse and Rae asked.

"Yes, they were on the Twilight Bark," Thunderbolt said with a grin.

"But that's right, isn't it," Patch asked, rather disappointed with how his idol knew him and his family. Then he mumbled mournfully, at least it was something, he guessed. "Hey, Thunderbolt, how does one become a one-of-a-kind wonder dog anyhow?"

"Well…" Thunderbolt wasn't sure what to warn him as they continued to walk.

Jesse and Rae knew that this was a hard question to respond. Thunderbolt and Patch didn't seem so different once they mentioned their lives about their home life.

"You know, you're alright, boy," Thunderbolt grinned as he gently nuzzled with Patch, making the puppy giggle, "I'll warn you what, little buddy.  I'm going to do more hero stuff today.  Stay with me, perhaps you'll get your photo in the newspaper, you'll prove to the world that you're not just another dog."

"I'm sure he would appreciate that," Rae grinned to the Great Dane.

Patch grinned as they crossed the bridge and looked in their reflections, he tried the bark, but kept squeaking.

"No, no…it's like that..." Thunderbolt said to him, but did his bark, only very loud after clearing his throat and it frightened away the pigeons.

Back at the farm, the puppies were frightening the chickens minus the one that wanted to be a dog.

Lucky, Cadpig and Rolly laughed as they ran with their new chicken friend.

"What's your name anyhow," Lucky asked her.

"Priscilla," the chicken said.

"Priscilla," Rolly asked before he cracked up laughing.

"Absolutely not, from now on, we'll call you Spot," Lucky said as they kept running.

"Spot..." the chicken said with a smile, "it sounds nice."

But then, their laughing stopped as they all were now being chased by a rooster. The chickens ended up in Roger's music room and one of them even laid an egg on his head and one ended up the trombone, blasting the paper in front of Roger. Then he saw Patch, Jesse and Rae were in London and never came with them to the farm.

"Patch, Jesse and Rae in London," Roger was alarmed slightly. Then he rushed to warn Anita, Darla, Amber and Nanny about it.

Once he warned them, this shocked Pongo and Perdita.

"Don't worry," Nanny soothed the distressed woman Anita, "I'll keep an eye on facts here."

Pongo ran with Perdita as Patch was their son.

"Can't we come with you," Amber asked as she stood with Darla.

"You better stay here with Nanny and the puppies," Roger grinned apologetically to his niece by marriage.

"This is all my fault," Pongo cried, "if only I hadn't lost count!"

"No, it's not, all we need to do is make sure we find Patch, Jesse and Rae before Cruella does so," Perdita consoled her mate.

Roger drove away, taking his wife and their dogs to get the children and the puppy back where they truly belonged.

Cruella took her niece and nephew to the local prison. "I'm here to rescue two prisoners."

"Names," the guard asked her.

"Horace and Jasper Badun."

The guard looked down to Jackson and Ivy. "You come with me, ma'am, children aren't allowed near the cells."

"We understand, sir," Jackson said, acting politely.

"Don't mind us, sir..." Ivy smirked like the perfect little angel. "I'll just be here with my baby stroller," she walked around with it, acting like a typical little girl with such a toy.

"How cute," the guard grinned at Ivy, finding her oh-so adorable.

"Of course she is," Jackson said.

As soon as the guard and their aunt were off to get Jasper and Horace, it was safe to speak like they usually did so.

"Idiot guard," Jackson said.

"Notify me...." Ivy looked like her true evil self now.

"Now listen, if we get to the farm, let me take care of the idiots and the puppies and a nanny's old bat," Jackson said to his younger sister.

"Then what have I done," Ivy sneered, it sounded like Jackson wanted all the credit to please their aunt.

"You can help Horace get the truck driver to stop Kanine Krunchies, well then, you can take his truck," Jackson said.

Ivy rolled her eyes. "You owe me..." she tried to look sweet and innocent as Cruella came back with the ex-convicts she came for.

"Horace, Jasper, my niece and my nephew," Cruella introduced, "Ivy and her brother, Jehoshaphat."

"My name's actually Jackson," the older boy said.

"Jefferson," Cruella said.

"Aw, you're so cute..." Horace grinned to Ivy, pinching her cheek.

Ivy slapped his hand away, not even bothering to be sweet and cute around him. "BACK OFF!!"

"Oh, you're a de Vil alright," Horace shook from her.

"Now, c'mon, you idiots, we have work to do," Jackson said, "oh, and for the last time, IT'S JACKSON!!"

Ivy chuckled at her brother's misfortune. Cruella discussed her plan with the two bad men who worked for her and warned her niece and nephew about it as well. And where the ridiculous part was that one of them had to be dressed as a woman.

"You look just like Grizzly Adams," Horace chuckled to a reluctant Jasper.

Cruella went to watch for an incoming target as her henchman spoke.

"You shut up," Jasper retorted to his brother and then turned towards Cruella, "I'm not going all the road, I warn you, I'm not."

"Here he comes," Cruella forced Jasper out there.

Ivy rolled her eyes, but she put in giant blobs of eye drops in her eyes and blinked rapidly to make it look like she had been weeping, but she acted like she was as she went with Jasper in his dress and wig. Jasper lifted his skirt the fashion a girl would for attention, despite having disgustingly hairy legs, but the Kanine Krunchies truck stop any matter.

"Good afternoon, love," the driver that met Rae and Jesse earlier that day said with a soft grin. "Something I can...." he jumped back once he caught a look at Jasper with make-up and a wig, looking like a horrifying girl than a drop dead beauty.

"Hello there," Jasper said in a horrible female voice.

"Something I can do for a nice girl," the driver asked hesitantly, "like you?"

Ivy sniffled. "Of course you can, you bad man.  You can just...GIVE ME THIS TRUCK," she said, now in a very threatening voice, making a signal for Jasper to catch the driver and throw him out on the streets and where he did so.

And then, Cruella, Horace and Jackson ran into the truck with them.

Very late that night, they made it to the farm. Horace opened the door and grinned as he saw the dozens and dozens of Dalmatian puppies. Jasper went to the truck to turn on the tune for Kanine Krunchies. Nanny was reading the paper and overheard the noise.

"Anything in the world......" Nanny asked to herself.

"What was that," Darla asked as she was playing a game with Amber.

"Sounds like the Kanine Krunchies song," Amber said, also hearing the song.

Nanny checked the time. "So late? The puppies are asleep!"

"Something's wrong..." Darla looked frustrated, she caught a frying pan.

Amber nodded in agreement, she rarely got mad, but this time she was. "I smell a big fat rat."

Rolly was the first of the pups to hear the Kanine Krunchies song and began to walk out of the barn to follow it. The other pups yelled at Rolly, but once they heard that tune, they had to get some. As soon as all the puppies were in the truck, Horace and Jasper closed the doors, preventing them from escaping.

"YOU," Nanny hissed as she came out, "I should've known it was you horrible men!  Now let these puppies go now or I'll break both of you!"

"Enough, lady, we don't want to hurt anyone, then…" Jackson said as he appeared.

Nanny didn't listen, she hit Jasper on the head, making the blonde wig go on Horace, but it resulted in a big chase between them and the pigs.

"HEEELLLPPP," Dumpling yelled as one of them caught a ride on her.

"This lady is really annoying," Jackson said. He joined in, only to get rid of Nanny.

Horace, Jasper and Nanny smashed with the pigs.

"Let's leave her," Jasper said to the children.

Darla and Amber kept watching, but Darla kept looking out the window as Amber went to the nearest phone to call the police.

"Well, fine, then I'll go get the brats," Jackson said as he walked into the house to catch the girls.

"Run, Darla," Amber whispered, running with her best friend upstairs, taking the phone with them.

"C'mon, answer me," Darla cried frantically, she could see from the window of Roger and Anita's new bedroom that Horace and Jasper were lowering Nanny into a well.

Then Jackson knocked down the front door and entered the house. "Oh, girls, get out before I have to take this house apart to find you," he called.

Amber covered Darla's mouth, they would have to be silent, they hid under the bed to avoid being seen by Jackson. They were really afraid and concerned right now. They heard their door being knocked down and then saw their bed being lifted up and seeing Jackson holding it up with one hand.

"Do you really think you're like these two idiots," Jackson said before catching the girls and tossing their bed out the window and taking them both with back to the truck.

Darla and Amber shrieked as they were now in the puppies.

"Amber..." Lucky came over to the human girl, feeling closer to her than the others, "are you alright?"

"I'm just glad you're all alright..." Amber grinned to him, petting him, even if this was a dangerous situation.

"Now we're stuck here...." Darla moaned.

"Now back to London," Jackson said.

Cruella got Horace and Jasper to take them back and now Jasper could take off that gawdly outfit.

"Make yourself comfortable," Ivy smirked, "it's a long journey."

"Spoiled brat, very much," Darla frowned at her, which seemed hypocritical.

"This is from the so-called angel of America," Jackson said with a smirk.

"You know who she is," Ivy asked her brother.

"I was America's Heart and Soul, Lover of Children and Animals, but now I have a better life, even though I don't live in a mansion and I spend my days making films or public appearances," Darla rolled her eyes, "what did you do?"

"I see what just happened on TV," Jackson said.

"I should've known he was going to go buy cable..." Darla muttered, crossing her arms.

"Darla, what is he speaking about," Amber asked, she didn't really know about Darla's former life exactly.

"Umm...well...Amber, remember if I said I went to drama school, but I got kicked out for bad BEHAVIOR," Darla asked, a little hesitantly.

"It's also in the paper," Jackson said, showing Amber a newspaper warning of who Darla was before.

Darla recoiled in slight horror.

Amber took the paper and read it, but looked to her best friend. "Darla, is that true...?"

Darla looked away from her, she felt she had lost her true and only friend. She didn't say anything the rest of the ride to London.

"I love being a devil," Jackson said.

"I'm so proud," Cruella grinned to her nephew.

Ivy smirked as well.

Soon enough, they all got to London, Cruella greeted Lars and asked for the puppies to be brought in. Lars removed his sunglass to reveal emerald green eyes as he grinned once he saw the puppies and held a bundle complete with them in his arms, feeling instantly cheered up. "It makes me grin a lot," he wanted to take the puppies in as his own pets, but he didn't know what was why they were there.

Jackson, Ivy, Cruella, Jasper and Horace all began to laugh as to knowing why he was grinning.

"No, no, no, darling," Cruella came to him, "I don't want you to do puppy art, I want you to do puppy art.  Use their coats as canvases, create a masterpiece in a new medium."

"Together, you and I will amaze the art world with our merciless originality with Aunt Cruella," Ivy proclaimed as she stood on the couch.

"But that means..." Lars tried to think about it, but gasped in horror as he realized what Cruella was all about, "how could you do this to the cute puppies?"

"Poison them," Jasper said.

"Drown them," Horace said.

"Hit them in the head," Jackson said.

"Murder them," Ivy said.

"I may be eccentric, but I'm not---" Lars spoke up in protest, yelling a foreign word which no one really knew what he said.

"What," Cruella asked him.

"And you won't hurt one spot on the heads of these innocent little creatures, not as long as I have something to say about this," Lars barked against Cruella and the puppies like that he was on their side, even frowning at the de Vil family with him.

This frustrated Cruella. Lars ended up being tied up and gagged against one of his artworks.

"Amber..." Darla wanted to speak with her friend again, "are you mad at me?"

"No, just disappointed, I thought we were friends," Amber said.

"We are..." Darla frowned.

"Then why didn't you warn me about your past, I wouldn't hold against you and I won't do it again," Amber said.

"I thought you wouldn't like it..." Darla had tears in her eyes now, "plus, former child stars are the lowest rank these days...plus, I almost murdered innocent people and animals because I had to get Max to flood the stage. I thought you'd think I was a monster."

"Well, if you held your past against you, that would happen, but that's not like me," Amber said.

"I'm sorry, Amber..." Darla sniffled.

The puppies looked just as miserable as they were trapped and captured again by the wretched de Vil family with Horace and Jasper. How could they get out of this one? Their parents were a million miles away. They started to bark, whine and lament in dismay, however, they didn't realize a young woman was walking with her dog and then they had unleashed the Twilight Bark which they had not been warned about yet. And soon where the Twilight Bark spread out across London.

As word got out, Thunderbolt was walking down the street with Patch.

"Well, today has certainly been interesting," Jesse said.

"Yes..." Rae said, sleepily.

"This all works, but no photographers," Thunderbolt sighed.

"What have you done to photographers nearby," Patch asked.

"Oh, well, I have something to warn you…" Thunderbolt's ears lowered as he felt bad now, "I guess I should've warned you all a long time ago…"

Patch turned his head and lifted his black ear, he heard something in the distance, but Rae and Jesse couldn't hear it.

"Actually, Rae and I know why you want photographers, we kind of heard what you and Li'l Lightning were speaking about," Jesse whispered to the Great Dane, low enough not for Patch to hear.

"Wh-What," Thunderbolt stammered, "what are you---"

"Guys, listen," Patch interjected, "there's an emergency!"

Thunderbolt went to Patch, who was standing on a pail next to a fence. "Sounds like a toy-making.  In the middle of nowhere…a devil woman and her relatives!  101 Dalmatians with human girls named Amber Smith and her former child star, Darla Dimple," he chuckled, "wait, what a coincidence, you come from a family of 101 as well."

Then Patch looked mournful, he felt blamed for this, somehow. Jesse and Rae did the same, after hearing that Amber and Darla had also gotten taken.

"Hey, what's the matter," Thunderbolt asked them.

"This IS my family......and Jesse and Rae know Darla," Patch explained softly, "Cruella had them!"

"Cruella," Thunderbolt asked.

"The devil woman," Patch explained. "She's the devil woman who took us before!  Oh, this is awful...." he saw the reflection of Thunderbolt in the water, getting an idea, "THUNDERBOLT!!"

"What," Thunderbolt looked to them.

"You help us, don't you," Patch asked his hero, hoping he would agree.

"Why yes, I would..." Thunderbolt grinned, but whispered something they didn't hear.

Patch nuzzled close with Thunderbolt, his tail wagging wildly. Thunderbolt reached an agreement with Patch, Rae and Jesse to save everyone, this would get him in the paper for sure. And where he agreed instantly, sending out word that he was going to help save the 101 Dalmatians, Darla and Amber.

After a thunderclap, Thunderbolt went away with his new group. Within moments, they found the place where the puppies, Darla and Amber were held hostage. However, as they got there, Li'l Lightning came by as if by pure chance. What was he doing here?

'What the...' Jesse thought.

"Li'l Lightning," Rae wondered.

"What are you doing here," Thunderbolt grinned at his sidekick.

"H-Hi, Thunderbolt," Li'l Lightning grinned friendly, "I came as soon as I heard."

"I'm on my road to the rescue," Thunderbolt dashed to get the fire escape heroically.

"Wouldn't miss it," Li'l Lightning smirked.

They all began to climb up the ladder to the roof. Li'l Lightning followed them. Thunderbolt smirked once he got to the top before the others. He looked to see the coast was clear and went up with the others to walk across the rooftop. Patch rushed to the open top window and could see Horace, Jasper, Ivy and Jackson inside a room, going over some plans. He did not know where Jackson and Ivy were and didn't recognize them. Rae's face paled once she saw Jackson, however.

"No, Rae, your ex-girlfriend is the nephew of Cruella de Vil," Jesse whispered.

"He warned me just to mention his name...except that if I met him, his hair was fully black," Rae turned back to her brother.

"Good point," Jesse whispered back.

Rae frowned at Jackson. Patch looked to see his brothers and sisters locked up and tried to discuss a plan with Thunderbolt which they both agreed on, but Li'l Lightning didn't seem to really agree with it.

'What's he doing here,' Jesse thought as he looked at Li'l Lightning.

"Boy, we don't need a back-up," Li'l Lightning warned Patch, "this is Thunderbolt! He's always there for danger and where there's danger, Thunderbolt is here!  What we need is a test, an assault, how difficult can it be?"

Thunderbolt smirked. "How hard CAN it be," he asked before sliding to the window with Patch.

"Oh, I'm right behind you, buddy," Li'l Lightning smirked, rather sinisterly.

Jesse and Rae followed Thunderbolt and Patch with Li'l Lightning supposedly following behind. Patch and Thunderbolt got onto the crates, ready to slip down safely and silently. Jesse and Rae followed after them. So far, Horace, Jasper, Jackson and Ivy were unaware of their company, but as the others came, Thunderbolt unleashed his trademark bark.

"Patch with Jesse and Rae, and he's had Thunderbolt," Prince cried.

"Just to save us," Penny grinned.

"Hi, who let them in here," Horace asked.

"Get out of here, you nuts and stains," Jasper flung black paint at them, making them duck down and the paint splattered on a blank canvas.

Thunderbolt looked to Patch as he commented how Horace and Jasper weren't afraid of him. "Don't worry, boy, it was a socket, take two," he came to the men, barking louder, making them shriek, "ah, it's more so."

The men shrieked because Cruella was behind him with a paint can, about to knock the Great Dane out.

"Thunderbolt, watch out," Jesse called out.

"GET AWAY FROM MY MOTHER," yelled Simba upset.

It's too late since Thunderbolt was now knocked out and Patch rushed to him in concern.

"Oh, it's you," Cruella chuckled evilly. "I am a grateful debt to you, my photogenic friend," she slid the paper with her foot in front of the poor puppy. "If it weren't for you, I'd never find your brothers and sisters, and now I have you all," she now carried him to show him to the other Dalmatians.

Horace and Jasper went to put Thunderbolt and Patch into cages now, as well with the others.

"Hey, Rae, my darling, it's been a while, haven't you," Jackson smirked to the girl.

"Leave me alone, you deserved it and you lied to me, you never warned me that you were one de Vil," Rae sneered.

"If I did so, you wouldn't want to go out with me," Jackson said.

"Well then, I guess it's a big deal that she broke up with you," Jesse remarked for his sister.

"Foolishness, all of you..." Ivy rolled her eyes in equal vengeance.

"And who is this," Rae asked, as she knew Jackson, he was only an exchange student in her school and she knew nothing of his true home life.

"My little sister and your future opponent," Jackson frowned as he stroked the top of his trainer's head.

"It's better you give up now, there's no fashion to win," Ivy smirked, folding her arms.

"Especially if I do this," Jackson pulled out a needle and instantly injected it into Jesse's neck, it drained him instantly all of his strength.

"W-What have you done," Jesse asked, alarmed at what just happened.

"Oh, nothing, just took off your strength," Jackson smirked evilly, "I can thank little Ivy for this."

"Little old me...." Ivy grinned cutely, but looked evil, "sweet as a button and ready for war."

It seemed like Jackson now had Jesse's strength and he threw both Greenwood siblings into a closet with Ivy's help where Darla and Amber were locked in and they both laughed as they shut the door on them, locking it again and walking off.

"This is awful," Jesse said before he felt a paperclip in his pocket and where it would be useful, especially the closet door was one of these doors with the keyhole.

"Let me see this," Amber took it before Jesse took it, she was going to bend it into a proper shape where it could work through the keyhole.

"Amber's the prodigy in the science and psychology class," Darla explained to her adoptive siblings.

"This is great," Jesse said.

Amber stuck her tongue out as she tried to latch the keyhole. "Gimme a sec...."

"Hey, girl, perhaps you should turn past high school and start a study session," Rae chuckled.

Amber laughed a little. "As long as I'm home by 8 a.m."

It took a while but the door eventually got unlocked and they got out of the closet without Jasper, Horace, Jackson or Ivy noticing as they began to make their road to the puppies.

"Csendes..." Amber warned them, but tried to sneak over.

Patch was lying by the bars of his cage and had a tear rolling down his cheek. He didn't notice the others because he was trying to get some sleep.

However, one of the puppies actually decided to speak with him.

"Patch," Tripod asked, "you alright?"

"Dad was right, I'm just one of 101…" Patch muttered.

"No, it's not you, Patch," Jesse whispered.

Patch was able to hear him, but looked away.

"Patch, what's wrong," Jesse whispered.

Patch warned them that Li'l Lightning warned him about how Thunderbolt was just lying and faking, about how he really didn't care about him, the family or anyone else involved in this.

"Patch, I'm sorry that you had to find out this fashion, I-I should've warned you," Jesse whispered.

"What," Patch looked at him now.

"We knew...we just didn't want to ruin your fun," Rae said softly.

"You knew all along," Patch's eyes filled with tears, "I can't trust any of you!"

"Patch, we're very SORRY, but right now, we have to get you all out of the cages," Jesse whispered.

"As if Thunderbolt saved the circus," Tripod said to his brother.

"This is episode 18..." Patch muttered, but shot up instantly, "EPISODE 18," he rolled on his back. "Hold back, guys," he warned the humans as they were past the cage doors. Once they got out, he rolled over and kicked the cage door open, without even needing a key to unlock it.

The children and the puppies were all surprised and amazed. The puppies praised and cheered for Patch, now having better respect on him.

"Shut up," Jasper called from the couch, not seeing what just happened, until he heard them, "I'm trying to get some beauty sleep!"

"Alright, you guys, hold on," Darla warned the puppies as she and Patch got the others out of their cages.

"And be silent," Patch added.

Jesse, Rae, Darla, Amber, Patch and his siblings all began to sneak off of Horace, Jasper, Jackson and Ivy silent enough for not to hear, but Thunderbolt wasn't coming with them. Patch was yet a little frustrated with Thunderbolt, where he went on with the others silent.

Cruella taunted Lars as she kept him hostage against his will.

"Perfect," Patch whispered as he found the elevator. "Episode 53: The Mineshaft Mix-Up," he turned back to his brothers and sisters. "Stay here until I warn you it's safe to get out," he whispered to them, but went away.

"Alright, be careful," Jesse whispered back.

Patch nodded, but went away.

Horace and Jasper awakened, but not because of Thunderbolt and they both noticed the cages were empty and the closet door was open. "YOU LET THE PUPPIES AND THESE BRATS GET AWAY," they yelled to each other.

Ivy smacked them both. "TAKE YOURSELVES OUT!!"

"She loves Cruella so much..." Jasper shook a little.

"You two are looking for these mutts, we're looking for the brats," Jackson ordered.

"So does he," Horace said, being afraid of the older boy.

Horace and Jasper went looking for the puppies as Jackson and Ivy went to look for the human children. Luckily for the Dalmatian puppies, they could blend into any canvas. For Jesse, Rae, Darla and Amber, they were able to hide for shelter no one could find them.

"Horace, Jasper," Cruella noticed the spying among behind her back, "what are you looking for?"

"Nothing, ma'am," Jasper grinned sheepishly.

"We didn't lose the donkeys and children or anything," Horace added foolishly.

"YOU LET THEM ESCAPE," Cruella snapped.

"Where could they be," Ivy asked.

Then they heard a puppy yipping in the elevator.

Cruella smirked until she heard it, she got in her niece and nephew's road and opened it, but oddly enough found no puppies, much to her dismay. She got in the elevator with Ivy, Jackson, Horace and Jasper and went down, thinking they had to have been downstairs.

Patch was on top of the elevator and jumped down from it before it went any further down. Then he rushed back to everyone.

"Patch, that was brilliant," Jesse said.

"Are we going down," Whitie asked.

"No, we're going UP," Patch grinned as he looked up at the window he came into with Thunderbolt, Rae and Jesse.

"Let's get to work, it's a long road there," Amber said, leading the puppies.

"Yes, sure, but we'll all get before Cruella, Ivy, Jackson or these two idiots get here again," Jesse said.

Darla noticed the canvases were springy on the back. "Guys, this is like a trampoline!"

Lucky and Cadpig got one of the canvases down on its back and the puppies lined up to bounce off it.

"You done, Rolly," Patch asked his pudgy brother.

"Oh, dear, oh, dear," Rolly lamented.

Patch didn't listen, he pushed Rolly off the edge, bouncing him high out up the window.

"Can I do that again," Rolly asked with a grin.

"Alright, now the rest of you," Patch warned the remaining puppies next in line, starting with Penny.

"Yes, Darla, Amber and Rae, you three jump with the last three puppies and I jump with Patch," Jesse said.

Patch counted, now reminiscent of Pongo.

"C'mon, Domino," Amber warned one puppy, bouncing with him.

"Ready, Checkers," Darla asked one puppy with her.

"Ready, Darla," the puppy grinned back as she jumped with her.

"99, away," Patch called, ready to jump with Jesse.

Jesse picked up Patch and he jumped away with Patch in his arms, but was surprised at what they saw. Cruella was there, ready to nab him. Patch and Jesse made her back against Horace, Jasper, Jackson and Ivy. They all fell to the floor. Jesse picked up Patch and ran with him as fast as he could.

"After them," Jackson said.

Jesse kept running with Patch and hit down a wooden board, making orange and blue paint hit the bad guys and they were forced against a blank canvas. Then the boy and pup eventually made it onto a springing board and smashed to get through the window. Even if Patch was mad, Thunderbolt grinned at his heroism.

Cruella went down the elevator in a huff with her minions and relatives.

"C'mon, Thunderbolt," Rae said as she was behind with him, even if she was supposed to go with the others.

Lars was heard fighting, making them both go to him. Should they save him? Thunderbolt looked to Rae and she nodded, knowing that he would help him as a favor.

Patch and Jesse looked ahead, meanwhile. There was a trolley with what looked like Lex with a boy around her age and the driver with a newspaper.

"C'mon," Patch turned back to everyone, "we're going to hitch a ride."

The puppies hurried, there were only Patch and two others left before they could fill up with Cruella finding them. They had to go now, one of the puppies incidentally started the trolley and went away with them in it.

"GET THEM," Ivy commanded.

"What just happened," Amber looked at the puppies like a surrogate mother.

"She pushed me," Whizzer frowned at Dot.

"Not done," Dot growled at him.

"Someone should be driving," Darla looked very hesitant as they were going down a hill.

Rae took the steering wheel, it felt like a ride to the others, but she better take control since she had a license.

"Oh, dear, this is going to be a wild ride," Jesse said.

Rae took the wheel, driving them smoothly, but decided to make it fun for the puppies.

"You know how to drive," Cadpig asked her.

"Yes, I recently had my driver's license," Rae said.

"That's an apprentice permit," Darla corrected.

"License, permit, whatever," Rae rolled her eyes.

Lucky looked out the window and shrieked. "The crazy lady's right behind us!"

"I can't wait for this woman to be arrested and put in jail," Jesse yelled.

Rae incidentally got the trolley against the side, making everyone lean to the left, but they all moved to the right to be perfectly in balance. Luckily, no one was hurt. Horace opened the door, but they came across a bunch of pigeons and one even ended up in his mouth. This was pretty funny to the good ones.

"He had a bird in his mouth," Amber laughed with the puppies.

"Oh, you idiots," Cruella snapped, but got herself out of the car, "Jackson, take the wheel."

"You did it, Aunt Cruella," Jackson said as he caught the wheel where he could drive.

Cruella got on top of the car.

"STEP ON IT," Ivy yelled to her brother.

The car bumped against the trolley, knocking Rolly out of it and Cruella's grasp.

"That's one, just 98 more to go," Cruella smirked fiendishly.

The trolley was smashing onto the Thunderbolt set and it made the artist ruin his handiwork and it caused for Amber to fall out and land into the boy Tommy's arms as they were going to call Li'l Lightning the hero and one of a kind.

"Woah, are you alright," Tommy asked, concerned about her.

Amber looked into his blue eyes, blushing slightly. "F-F-Fine..."

'Looks like someone's blushing,' Jesse thought.

"Patch, help me," Rolly cried.

Darla shrieked as she flopped against the hood of the car as well.

Ivy smirked. "Hello and farewell to Darla Dimple."

Patch frowned, he would have to be extra careful, but he was determined enough to save his brother, but was afraid once Cruella faced him.

"Well, well, if it's not the little half-pint hero again," Cruella laughed as she spun a rope, making Patch think of the bad guy in Thunderbolt.

Then Patch had an idea, he saw the speeding cars, got onto the side behind Cruella, biting the rope to tie her up, but threw some of the rope for Darla to catch hold as she caught Rolly in her arm. Cruella fell into her own car as Patch, Darla and Rolly flung back and got safely back into the trolley. Rae pulled them into an alley and hit the brakes before they could smash into the brick wall.

'Oh, dear, oh, dear, don't let us smash,' Jesse thought.

Luckily they didn't smash, Li'l Lightning's nose hit the wall, but he passed out from exhaustion and flopped down. Cruella's car missed them, but came right back, ready to take them.

"What have we done now, Patch," Freckles lamented.

Patch looked around, but looked ahead with an idea. "Do you see these windows?  We can reach them from the top deck!  You guys go ahead, I'll keep them at bay....somehow…" he got out the door.

Rae helped the puppies get out onto the top of the trolley. Patch growled and squeak-barked, doing his best.

"That was it," Jackson laughed.

"Do it again," Ivy taunted, "one more time."

Patch tried again, but Thunderbolt's bark came out, alarming and confusing the enemies. He was shown on top of a car with Lars. Jesse came to their side. Lars shut his door and drove away, never to be seen again.

"Thunderbolt," Patch was shocked and curious.

"Haven't you seen the show," Thunderbolt grinned, "I always arrived just in time!"

Jasper pulled out a crooked pipe to bash the dog's head in.

"Lightning, don't hurt him," Thunderbolt grew cowardly instantly. Then he caught his chest and fell flat on the ground, looking like he was having a heart attack before dying, "Lightning…this may be the end....."

As the other puppies tried to get to the top, Cruella decided to be the one to try to knock Thunderbolt out for good, but he kept willingly dodging her. She incidentally hit Horace and Jasper on the road.

'Wow, Thunderbolt's a great actor both inside and outside the show,' Jesse thought.

Patch kept going with his brothers and sisters to escape. Thunderbolt got Cruella to fall into a trashcan. Then he dropped down on the ground and looked dead now, but not really. L'il Lightning looked down and he even actually wept for him. Then Thunderbolt licked Lightning and he went with Patch, making the trolley go backwards and this made the bad guys run out of the alley road right into the water.

They were now defeated, even Jackson and Ivy ended up in the water. Thunderbolt barked as the heavens grinned down at him, even Patch did so and this time, he had a successful bark with no squeaking.

"You guys," Amber rushed over, very happy.

"Amber, you're alive," Patch grinned to her.

"Of course I am," Amber grinned back, hugging him.

Then Jesse felt something powerful come back to him, it was his strength.

Rae came up to her brother, she sensed something different and put her hand around his arm. "Jessy, you had YOUR strength back!"

"But how," Amber wondered.

"Perhaps his heroic duty was enough to save him," Patch suggested.

"Yes," Jesse said.

Later, the cops were called. Even police dogs came to take Li'l Lightning away. The police came with Nanny to send after Horace and Jasper, she was now out of the well. Cruella was being locked off to a mental hospital for her spot obsession.

"I'm there," Roger called as his car came up to the puppies with Anita, Perdita and Pongo.

The puppies happily reunited with the humans and their parents. Amber hugged her aunt and uncle instantly. Patch came to see his parents and they were relieved to see them.

"We yet have a score to resolve, YOU'RE A MISERABLE HYBRID AND A POOR ALIEN," Ivy yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Ivanna Rose de Vil," a sharp female voice called.

Ivy blinked, but turned to see her and Jackson's parents were now there.

"Mum, Dad, what are you two doing here," Jackson asked.

"I heard it all, Evanna..." Glen said sharply.

"Then you helped Aunt Cruella try to murder the puppies and her friends. If we get home, we'll speak a long story about this," Annie picked up her daughter, but put her into the backseat of the car.

"Not the chair," Ivy cried. "NOT THE CHAIR," she was stuck in a toddler car seat like what babies and toddlers ride in on car trips and she folded her arms in a huff.

"What a spoiled girl," Darla said.

"I'm going to take you, Jesse, after I take you as a baby, I swear I'll murder you like I should've been years ago," Jackson exclaimed before covering his mouth.

Glen and Annie were very frustrated with their children and drove them away back home.

Patch nuzzled with his parents.

"We were very concerned about you," Perdita said to her son.

"We missed you very much, Patch," Pongo added.

"You did it," Patch felt special now.

"Of course, my son," Pongo grinned.

Then Patch decided to introduce his parents to Thunderbolt. After the introduction, the puppies warned their parents all about their adventure with Patch and Jesse's help. Patch was a one-of-a-kind hero. A photographer came to take a picture with all of them, even Amber, Rae, Jesse and Darla got to be in the picture with the 101 Dalmatians and Thunderbolt.

Executive Producers DENNIS DESHAZER SHERYL STAMPS LEACH

Senior Producer JIM ROWLEY

Producers JEFF GITTLE MARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB

Director BRUCE DECK

Writer REBECCA SELF SNIDER

Production Designer JESS NELSON

Musical Director BOB SINGLETON

Lyricists/Composers STEPHEN BATES BALTES LORY LAZARUS

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Cast: Voice of Barney... BOB WEST Barney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNER Voice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSON Baby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERS Voice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, II Tosha... HOPE CERVANTES Stella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICERO Jason... KURT DYKHUIZEN Kathy... LAUREN KING Juan... MICHAEL KROST

Cast: Carlos... COREY LOPEZ Min... PIA MANALO Kenneth... NATHAN REGAN Julie... SUSANNAH WETZEL Barney's Guest... JOE FERGUSON

Associate Director ERIC NORBERG

Stage Manager TERRIE DAVIS MANNING

Lighting Design BERNER & BRILL LIGHTING DESIGN, INC.

Editor MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID M. BOOTHE

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA O. ALBERTSON

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Video Engineer BINK WILLIAMS

Camera Operators LARRY ALLEN  OZ COLEMAN TOM COX  BRUCE HARMON

Production Audio RONALD G. BALENTINE DAVID LOWE

Boom Operators DAVID M. ROBERTS DAVID SMITH

Lighting Director CASEY COOK

Key Grip BUZ CANNON

Lighting Board Operator TODD DAVIS

Grip/Electric JAMES EDWARDS

Construction Supervisor CHARLES BAILEY

Craft Shop Supervisor RAY HENRY

Art/Craft Coordinator AMY ATHERTON

Set Dresser AGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS

Draftsperson CHRISTOPHER MCCRAY

Craft/Prop Artist MARK BROGAN

Props/Special Effects DAVID COBB

Carpenters TY M. BURNS DANNY SMITH

Scenic Painter E. (BILL) SLETTE

Swing Crew CARMELO GOMEZ

Costume Shop Manager GEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST

Costume Technician D.J. SEGLER

Costume Sewing NATALIE SERGI-SAARI SUSIE THENNES

Make-Up Designers JEANIE L. D'IORIO JIM WHITE

Hair Stylist DEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING

Costume/Wardrobe Assistant JANET BUSH

Field Producer SANDY JANTZEN

Post Videotape DUDLEY ASAFF

Dialogue Editor DENICE CROWELL

Post Production Audio CRAIG CHASTAIN

Production Office Manager SUE SHINN

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Production Coordinators JULIE HUTCHINGS KELLY MAHER

Production Accountant DEBBIE COTTLE

Production Secretary AUSTIN GRAY

Asst. to Performance Director DAVID VOSS

Production Assistants BRADEN MCDONALD JOEL ZOCH

Barney Music Department JILL HANCE  CHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH  ETHEL WADSWORTH

For Singleton Productions, Inc. BRADFORD COLEMAN  LARRY HARON MIKE PIETZSCH

Educational Research Staff PATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed. KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed. JOY STARR

Children's Teacher SANDRA GILPIN

Children's Supervisor MARY EVANS

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by Sheryl Leach, Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.

Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help from Singleton Productions, Inc.

"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)

Special Thanks to Equest Therapeutic Horsemanship

Say Friends to Director and Writer BRUCE DECK REBECCA SELF SNIDER

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. Costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

Produced by THE LYONS GROUP AND CONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION

For Connecticut Public Television Executives in Charge LARRY RIFKIN SHARON BLAIR

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

BARNEY & FRIENDS • My Favorite Facts Copyright 2003 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.