102 Dalmatians 101 Dalmatians x reader

Welcome home all 102 of you

Welcome home all 102 of you.

§You've seen her kind of eyes Watching you from underneath A rock! Cruella de vil cruella de vil§ the radio played Roger's song Cruella de vil. Roger looked at the radio with his pipe in his mouth then turned it off.

"Roger, after all, that's your first big hit. It's made more money than we ever dreamed of." Anita said decorating a christmas tree.

"Yes, I know. I still can't believe... that Pongo, Y/n and Perdy would run away." Roger said looking at a picture of the trio.
"Here's a bit of Christmas cheer for you, If there's anything to be cheerful about. Oh, those dear little things. Sometimes at night I can hear them barking, but it always turns out I'm dreaming." Nanny said crying, but heard barking and ran to the door. A bunch of labradors ran into the apartment.

"Roger, what on earth..." Anita said, as she and Roger were tackled by three adult labradors.

"They're Labradors." Roger said, looking at the soot covered dogs.

"No, no. They're covered with soot. Look, here's Lucky!" Nanny said, picking up Lucky.

"Pongo, boy, is that you? Oh, Pongo, Pongo! Ho-ho, it's Pongo!" Roger said, dancing around with Pongo.

"And Perdy, and Y/n, my darlings." Anita said,

"And Patch, and Rolly, and Penny, and Freckles. They're all here, the little dears." Nanny said, dusting the dust of the puppies.

"It's a miracle!" Roger said, happily.

"What a wonderful Christmas present!" Anita said, happily.

"And look... there's a whole lot more!" Nanny said, looking around the room.

"Look, Anita, puppies everywhere." Roger said to Anita.

"There must be 100 !" Anita said, questioning the number of puppies in the room.

"One, two, three and four... is seven." nanny said, dusting off the soot on the puppies on the stairs.

"Two, four, six, and three is nine, plus two is eleven." Roger said, counting the puppies.

"36 over here." Nanny said, waving the duster around.

"36 and 11, that's 47 !" Roger said, getting a bit excited.

"Eighteen, Roger." Anita said, telling Roger the amount she counted.

"That's 65 !" Roger said, getting more excited.

"Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen!"

"Wait... six more." Anita said, adding 6 more to the number of puppies.

"Let's see, that's 84. And fifteen plus two... a hundred and one!" Roger said, stumbling backwards.

"A hundred and one? Where did they come from?" Anita said, looking around the room.

"Oh, Pongo, you old rascal!" Roger said, petting Pongo's head.

"What'll we do with them?" Anita asked Roger.

"We'll keep'em." Roger said, answering Anuta's question.

"In this little house?" Anita asked.

"We'll buy a big place in the country. We'll have a plantation... a Dalmatian plantation."

"Roger, that's truly an inspiration." Anita said, jumping onto Roger.

"It'll be a sensation." Nanny said, dusting the soot of some puppies.

"We'll have a Dalmatian plantation. A Dalmatian plantation, I say." Roger said, as he started playing the piano.
§We'll have a dalmatian plantation. Where our population can roam. In this new location our whole aggregation. Will love our plantation home. Dalmatian plantation home§

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