Bad Girl

A Family Affair

The crashing is loud as the gang listens to the Baroness throw one of her classic tantrums then there is mumbling you speaking to her. Then more banging then moaning. 'Have we got any more crumpets?' Horace enquires after polishing off the last one on the plate. 'Not really the time mate.' Jasper responds. Cruella looks stressed. 'What d'you reckon they're doing?' Horace picks up Wink. Cruella, John, and Jasper all look at him as the moaning gets louder and then stops. After a short interval, you re-enter dressed in your stolen maids uniform. 'Hm,' you clear your throat. 'Sorry about that I just had to get the, um, never mind.' you trail off. 'What will you do now baroness?' You frown and look behind you but Victoria is not there. 'Oh, me, ew, don't call me that ever it just sounds wrong. (y/n) is fine.'

You look at the trio now and walk over taking the chair across from Cruella. 'Sister.' she greets. You smile awkwardly. 'So, first thing first, drop the false charges against Victoria.' you get down to business. Cruella rolls her eyes. 'That is non-negotiable.' you state firmly.'I've spent all this time trying to avenge my mother, who she killed, I worked my fingers to the bone to take everything that old hag loves. Her business, her status, and her confidence. I have ruined her and made her a shell of what she was now she rots behind bars where she belongs. You think I'm just going to give it all back to her?' she chuckles. 'Who, did you have to kill, Kat?' This throws her. 'Kat's dead?' you nod, then you realise something. 'She did kill herself, but you drove her to it, what do you have on her?' Cruella looks uncomfortable. 'H-her daughter is being looked after by a friend I told Kat if she didn't break you and the ice queen up she'd never see her again.' You sigh stressfully. 'Well, this is a fucking mess.'

You sit back. 'Don't speak about Victoria the way you have done, okay she murdered your mother but it's not like your hands are free of blood.' Cruella sours at the comparison. 'And for the record you have done things to her that you can never give back.' you add coldly. 'Did you know Reynolds was sending her to the male prison?' Cruella clasps her hands. 'Only because he told me, it wasn't pre-planned, but I intervened.' she shrugs. 'You intervened because you found out about me and you thought she'd have the key to finding my birth certificate. Tell me, had you not discovered he had another kid, would you have intervened then?' No reply so you both know what that means and your stomach turns. 'I loved my mother, I've been alone since she died I have the boys of course. But when I thought there was a chance of finding you I had to take it. I wanted to find my family.'

You shrug. 'Or find and destroy my birth certificate.' Cruella looks stung. 'I would never!' she reaches out to take your hand. 'I don't trust you, I can't trust you. Perhaps you are lying even now. So far you have made me act out some weird sex scene with Victoria.' Cruella cringes. 'I did not know who you were it wasn't about you, I hate her.' You snort. 'That constitutes falsely imprisoning her and happily sending her off to be raped. Not to mention the implications for Kat and her daughter? I'd say crazy runs in the family but luckily we aren't related to Victoria.' Cruella sits up. 'Wait, what were you in prison for?' You pause. 'Murder.' you reply. 'Ha! You are no better than me!' she's satisfied. 'It was self-defense a guy was attacking my girlfriend not exactly the same thing. Now back to the point drop the charges?' you are firm. 'Or what? Are you going to kill me darling?' she mocks.

'Not or, and, drop the charges and I'll split the inheritance with you. 60-40.' Cruella raises her eyebrows. '50/50?' She's a trier. 55/45, final offer. If you accept we will arrange it but I keep Hellman Hall and all other assets you don't need them anyway even in prison everyone is talking about you.' Cruella rolls her eyes looking flattered. 'Well thank you, darling.' You clasp your hands. 'One, more thing, you don't come near Hellman Hall or Victoria ever again.' Cruella looks annoyed about this condition. 'What about us? Will we-will we see each other again? Become a family.' You blink. 'I don't think so, no offence but your actions have sickened me and I was always fine on my own. What do you say? Do we have a deal?' Cruella thinks about this then reaches out her hand, you grab it and shake it. 'Deal.' she agrees. Your little sister and her goons leave, and you relax on the chaise with a sigh.

'Baroness.' you nearly jump out of your skin you forgot about the bald guy. 'You nearly gave me a heart attack.' you place a hand on your chest. 'And don't call me that, what's your name?' The man nods. 'Forgive me your ladyship and in the excitement I forgot to introduce myself, I am John your valet. I thought you ought to know Ms. Hellman is just now emptying the safe that contains your jewels.' I have jewels that's a weird sentence. You sigh. 'It's fine, I'll deal with it. Where do we keep the safe?' 'First floor, fourth room on the left.' You get up and sigh heading upstairs and there she is emptying the vault as quickly as she can. 'What the hell are you doing?' You ask with a sigh. She stops and jumps in fright. 'These are mine, they were given to me.' she looks terrified as she points at the jewels. 'I'm so glad you and your little sister managed to split my fortune between you, you could at least let me take what's mine before I'm thrown into the street.'

You watch the older woman rant, she's shaking, she's terrified, she's cursing herself for not moving quicker. She looks from you to the jewels then tosses a few more into her handbag. 'Victoria!' You are getting pissed off at her ignoring you and grab her by the shoulders making her turn to face you. She flinches and stares at you wide-eyed, you suddenly look more like him than she ever realised. She swallows her heart hammering in her chest, and at that moment it clicks you know what she's thinking, like father like daughter, another Hellman in her life. No! She will not endure that again, you let go and she immediately grabs her bag and marches briskly out of the room, you sigh and rub your forehead. 'Victoria.' You hear her cries and immediately run out of the room, you see John has her in a rough awkward grip. 'Get off of me, you animal!' she shrieks at him. 'Shall I call the police or would you like to deal with her yourself madam?' John drags her towards you. 'Not so competent now are we? Imbecile.' he hisses at her.

The Baroness shakes her head refusing to believe that she will go back to her personal hell. You hear him as he insults her and a feral anger spreads through your chest seeing her so hurt and upset. Victoria looks at you and sees you balling your fist she feels tears sting her eyes. 'Please! Don't!' you throw the punch hitting the valet square on the nose. He grunts in pain and Victoria has raised her hands to shield herself falling to her knees thinking you would hurt her. 'Don't you ever, talk about my woman like that, and NEVER lay a hand on her.' you shake your hand which hurts like hell. 'Forgive me, your ladyship I was only doing my job.' he holds his nose. 'Piss off and do it somewhere else.' you drop to your knees as Victoria lowers her shaking hands, tears running down her face. 'Shhh, it's okay, your okay now.' you open your arms and it's important to give her the option if she wants to come to you or not. With a shiver, she relaxes against you and grips your top as she cries against your chest. You carefully scoop your princess into your arms and lift her up carrying her down the hall.