"Boss! We might have a problem!" a female voice called out. Lifting her head, Gidget watched a fluffy white Pomeranian that looked exactly like her running down the stairwell. Looking up from where he was writing some notes, Gary raised one eyebrow as he asked, "What do you mean?"
"Who the heck are you?!" Gidget demanded, snarling at her look alike. The other Pomeranian ignored her question as she reported to Gary, "I went down to the basement like you said. I couldn't find Snowball's secret lab." Huffing, the old beagle muttered, "You need to look HARDER Trixie. It's down there, I know it is. It has to be."
"I looked for as long as I could. I found nothing," the Pomeranian named Trixie insisted. Sitting in her cage, Gidget listened quietly. She recalled earlier that Gary had asked her about something that Snowball was working on. The fluffy white Pomeranian hadn't a clue on what the rabbit's newest invention was, if there was one, and she didn't want to find out. She and the rest of the gang had bad experiences with his various experiments. Whatever this one was, Gary wanted it badly.
"There's also... more..." Trixie added, sounding nervous. Biting her lip, she murmured, "I think two of Snowball's pals are catching onto me." Gidget lightened up at that. Her friends must be figuring out that she was missing. She might be saved soon! Gary, on the other hand, didn't seem very pleased as he barked, "You've been with them for two days! How are they catching onto you already?!"
"I don't know! All I know is that it's that stupid pigeon and Ozone I think!" Trixie exclaimed, baring her teeth. Pacing back and forth, she muttered, "What are we gonna do?!"
"We're gonna get rid of them so they can keep their mouths shut," Gary declared without any hesitation. Turning to look at Gidget, he grinned sinisterly as he commented, "And the fluffy princess here is gonna tell us exactly how to do that." Growling angrily, Gidget retorted, "I won't tell you anything! Not where Snowball's lab is and not how to destroy my friends!"
"I figured you'd say that. Gidget, say hello to my new invention. Truth Serum," Gary replied, grabbing a dart gun. Without hesitating, he shot a dart at Gidget. It hit her right in the shoulder, injecting the serum into her blood. Falling onto the ground, the Pomeranian blinked her eyes drowsily as Gary ordered, "Now, tell me how we stop our two little shadows."
"Well..." Gidget mumbled with a slight slur in her words, "I know for a fact..."
