102 Dalmatians-An Animated Version with Different Characters

Fur Coat of the Next Generation

Later on at the De Vil Estate, both Cruella and Jermaine had busied themselves and had gone back to the room in which 'Ella' had Jermaine lock away Cruella's beloved fur coats.

Cruella De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Pull! Pull!

Jermaine was having a tough time with pulling the nails which he had previously applied to the wooden boards he put on the door to the room which held Cruella's fur coats. Of course, Cruella, having had enough of her valet's pathetic efforts, realized that if she had wanted the job to be done right away, she needed to handle it, herself.

Cruella De Vil/Estella von Hellman (continued): Stand aside, insect.

Cruella then took over that of the job she had assigned to Jermaine, herself. She ripped the wooden boards loose off of the door between her and her beloved fur coats. Against their better judgements, both Carlisle and Harriette had been present as witnesses, even when there was no one to whom they could report Cruella's actions who would have listened to or even understood them. Since they were still there, anyway, however, they stood in present danger of being impaled by the wooden boards.

Carlisle: Take cover!

Harriette: I'm outta here!

Carlisle: Right behind ya, sister!

Jermaine was also in danger of getting impaled by even just one of the wooden boards. Of course, he only groaned as Cruella tore off board after board. Cruella even screamed as she tore off the wooden boards from off of the door between her and her beloved fur coats. As soon as she had torn off every last one of the boards from the door, Cruella opened said door and stepped through it to her beloved collection of fur coats. She even fell onto them all as she readied herself for an embrace between them and her.

Cruella De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Oh, mummy's home, and I'll never leave you again!

By the time Cruella had reached her fur coats, her necklace jewelry, which had once been made up of purest golden coins and satin white pearls, at that particular time had been held together by a string of ugly black spire-like spikes that looked as though they could have easily pricked someone's hands. It was true proof that the cruel really had returned to Cruella and that the treatment she underwent while in prison really had been reversed by the chiming of the famed Big Ben clock tower.

Cruella, meanwhile, joyously reunited with her beloved fur collection as though the fur coats were her own children. It was a truly disturbing sight as the recently returned devil woman gleefully pet her beloved fur coats like they were her fur babies. It was a disturbing sight to that of Carlisle and Harriette, anyway.

Harriette: I don't understand how any sane human could ever love fur fashion enough to pet the skins of dead animals as though those animals were still alive.

Carlisle: We'll be alright, Harriette, so long as we just pretend we don't know this woman.

Harriette: You're quite right, Carlisle. Just back away from her, quietly as a mouse and slow and steady as a turtle.

The bald sphynx cat and the hairless Chinese crested dog did as the sphynx suggested and backed away from the newly resurrected devil woman and her newly returned crazy 'condition'. Meanwhile, Cruella, herself, just continued to pet her fur coats as though they were her own children.

Cruella De Vil/Estella von Hellman: Oh, yes! Oh, hello! Oh, yes!

Cruella even started laughing like a maniac as she said the last claim of hers to her beloved furs. She continued to laugh up a perfect storm of chuckles until she realized that she had been missing something in her collection.