the professors cat-chapter thirteen the cat sat in front of the clock-like gizmo for what seemed like hours, with Freya and mayhem sitting quietly behind her, watching as the monster melted away to reveal a large, sleeping kitten. it was mayhem who pulled away first. he said "c'mon. we need to hurry. don't have forever, after all. don't want to explode." he gave a small, nervous chuckle, and cast a solemn look toward the cat. he jogged toward the desk, and nosed the messy paper. Freya followed him, sorting through the paper to find... what was she looking for? a key of some sort, she remembered. dang, this wild goose chase took so long, she almost forgot why she was here. the desk was sagging under the weight of the thousands of papers, sticky notes and books that the professor had piled onto it. despite the ginormous pile, the desk was squat and old. seeing the Goliath pile of what-not stacked on the desk, Freya saw she would have to take drastic measures. jumping up behind the heap of scrap paper, she pushed, hard, and the entirety of the mound collapsed onto the floor. the desk was empty, apart from a small book, titled 'poodle disciplinary and canary training'. curiously she picked it up, and realized it swung like a trapdoor, revealing a big, red button. mayhem, curious to see what was going on. he looked at the buttpn for a second, the lifted his paw and pressed it as hard as he could.
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