This was a story I was randomly inspired to write on a drive home from a weekend trip to Nevada. It is written in the span of two days due to rapid inspiration, and shall be uploaded as such. Constructive criticism is welcomed.

Enjoy!

She closed the door behind her and walked to her car. So this is the woman corporate was talking about. I could understand why most operatives wouldn't see her as a threat. She was frightfully attractive, with her silver-yellow hair in perfect bobbed curls and her white business ensemble appearing crisp like she just walked out of the dry cleaners. Anyone could fall for that.

Thankfully, I didn't have to.

I watched her drive away in her Jubdale Hirsch and waited patiently for time to pass. I couldn't just walk in immediately. It would launch questions for the neighbors and the people inside. I was the one to ask questions, not them.

After a significant amount of time had passed, I leapt from my hiding place, only to be met with an unpleasant surprise that made my tail curl. Rain.

As a cat, the feeling of water drove me nuts. Seeing it alone sends shivers down my spine. Thankfully, as I always am, I was prepared. I opened my umbrella and started walking down the road like I was meant to do something in this sad suburban neighborhood. I tried not to eye my target until I was only one house away. I turned to the home and started walking up the driveway, stopping at the front of the door.

This was it. I could either succeed or die trying. Mr. Onceler was a smart man, i could give him that. But my boss was smart enough to know his next diabolical plan. My mission was crucial: locate the key device for destroying all the Truffula trees in Seuss.

"You're the only one I can trust with this mission," my boss said. "You're the best we've got. They'll never suspect you."

I laughed to myself. The best? All I did in my spare time was juggle and practice a few magic tricks. Agent Mayz knew how to get what she want through seduction. Agents Grint and his partner Max were the best smugglers I had ever seen. I knew a few tricks, but I would never be as good as them.

I took anther breath and entered in the best way possible for an agent like myself...

I barged the door down.

"Look!"

"A Cat!"

"In a Hat!"

I smiled, adjusting my bow tie, "You will note, I am neat. Wiped my feet on the mat."

Game on, Onceler.