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It had been the next morning. [ Name ] had woken up early to start tending to the flower garden that was more than beautiful. 

It was enchanting.

The droplets made the flowers sparkle in the lighting. With a complete vantage point of the garden, there were roses, daisies, violets, and many more.

[ Name ] had also gotten help from the Professor with some newly made fertilizer that helped them grow. 

"[ Name ]? [ Name ], where are you, dear?" The Professor called out towards her.

She gave a small meow, catching the attention of the Professor,"Ah, there you are. I'm putting Charles in charge while I'm gone for my trip. Please behave yourselves."

[ Name ] nodded before going back to work on her garden,"Oh shoot, I almost forgot, the formula for the growth serum is in my desk, in case they've run out of it again."

'I will see to it that it gets made when they've gone dry, Professor.'

"Good, thank you, dear. I best be on my way, I don't want to be late for my flight. Au revoir!"

'Au revoir! Professor!'

With that the Professor was in a taxi, disappearing farther and farther away til he was no longer in sight.

Everything was quiet. It had been this way everytime Professor would go out to his meetings.

It wasn't lonely of course, she had Charles to keep her company, but even the white monkey was gone sometimes.

What to do? She thought.

In just so timing the door bell rang, making [ Name ]'s ears perk up. Going to the door and opening it, she was met with two familiar faces.

"[ Name ]! It's good to see you dear friend."

"Good evening, [ Name ]"

It was Raoul and Emile.

'What are you two doing here?' she signed, holding the door in place for them with her foot.

"We're here to take you out into the city!" Emile exclaimed.

"That's right, we'll go sight seeing, even do some dancing~ Oh la la~" Raoul then acted out the dancing as well.

'Dancing?'

"Exactly. Come on now, Francoeur, Lucille and Maud are waiting in Catherine 2.0~" Raoul said as he danced away, heading back to the truck.

"Let's go, shall we? Before Raoul starts salsa dancing," Emile chuckled.

'I'll be there, I just have to leave Charles a note on where I'll be heading.'

"Good idea, he's been out and about lately. We'll be waiting for you in the truck," Emile then went back to the truck as [ Name ] began writing down the note for Charles.

[ Name ] sighed feeling a bit worried about him, not being able to know about his whereabouts. Of course, the Professor didn't mind it and believed that he was just exploring or grocery shopping. But, it made the cat concerned.

Breaking her from her train of thought was Raoul honking the horn. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her coat and scarf and headed out the door. Getting inside the truck, she sat amongst Francoeur, Emile and Maud in the back while Lucille and Raoul were upfront.

"Alright! Let's get this show on the road!" Raoul shouted as he started Catherine up and drove away from the greenhouse.

However, [ Name ] had felt she had forgotten something. Something important.

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"It's a bit quiet, messieurs. I think that feline and monkey aren't here, neither is the old coot," A shorter man said to the two others who were crouching in the bushes with him.

"You've been keeping a close eye on the greenhouse, correct?"

"Exactly what you've asked of me, messieurs. I've been observing them ever since the incident."

A taller, yet buff male scoffed,"We should be in there by now, what exactly are we waiting for?"

"Just a second," And, just like that they heard a noise,"I've cut the security cameras, we'll be able to enter without a trace," said the slim man as the three of them snuck inside.

"What are we looking for exactly?"

"Hopefully, something worth helping me take revenge on that old bag and his flea-infested furball!" The slim man began moving around bottles and papers while the other two looked through boxes and drawers. They've been looking around the greenhouse, looking inside room after room.

"Finding anything?"

"No, monsieur."

"Not a thing! It's like he's hidden it somewhere. Some place that's isn't easy to find, but it's living under our noses!" The tall, buff man explained looking around the room a bit.

"Under our nose. Hmm," then the slim male eyes widened as something came to him. Ducking behind the counter, he began looking for something.

"What are you doing, monsieur?"

"It looks as though old habits truly never die!"

The two men were dumbfounded as they heard something below them open up. It was a to a hidden basement.

"Eureka!"

The slim man pushed passed the other two as he went down the stairs and into  the basement. The two other men followed behind him. They caught him looking through file cabinets, one in particular labelled: Projects

The slim male picked up a file that stuck out from all the others. He picked it up and began looking through it. A malicious grin formed on his face as he began to laugh.

"What is it?!" The buff male snatched up the file from his hands, reading it over himself,"Parfait!"

"Perfect indeed, dear friend."

"What ever could it be, Messieurs?"The slim man turned towards the shorter one and smirked.

"The old coot's demise~"

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