Chapter 5: More Problems for Johnny
Both Johnny and Dukey quickly arrived to the main kitchen of the mansion in effort to desperately find Mister Whiskers. As the two entered the main kitchen of the mansion, the head chief noticed the two.
"Ah, you must be that unpopular flaming-headed boy Janet's been blathering about whenever she comes here to have a snack?" said the head chief.
"Yeah, did you happen to see a white cat go by here?" asked Johnny who was in a bit of a hurry.
"Oh come on, I can always give you two some special brand coffee we have here" replied the head chief, "something to keep you at least going while you search for Miss Nelson's cat."
"Make that two of your special fine mochas, I short of need my energy as well" added Dukey.
"Say" said the head chief as he was making the mocha coffees for the two which he then began to look at Dukey, "do I know you from somewhere? A new butler?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm a butler with a rare hair disorder" replied Dukey, "it's only a temporary job here for me."
"Well, here you go" said the head chief as he gave the two their mocha coffees, "hope you find that cat. The last time an unpopular kid tried to impress her, her cat nearly destroyed this mansion."
"Don't worry, I'll find where that pesky feline went to" said Johnny.
"Good luck on that" replied the head chief as the two went off.
As both Johnny and Dukey went off while sipping their coffee, Mister Mittens secretly was hiding behind some boxes and overheard the conversation.
"So, all I need to do is find a way to destroy the mansion, and make Johnny look bad" laughed Mister Mittens, "works good enough for me!"
Back at Mister Mitten's hideout, Mister Whiskers was having quite a comfortable life with Mister Mitten's butler providing him food. Along with also Mister Whiskers being a bit more considerate than his brother in not complaining that much.
"So this is the life of someone who is suppose to be an evil cat genius like my brother?" asked Mister Whiskers.
"Apparently yes sir" replied the butler, "and I grow so tired of always having to obey his rules. If there was some sort of a way I can ensure he'll never bother me again, I would take up that offer."
"Wait a second, I got an idea" replied Mister Whiskers, "my brother stole my rich, wealthy life away from me. Well, why not have me go and destroy the mansion, like I believe one time I did before with some other kid, then he'll be taken away from that horrible former master of mine."
"And you'd say you'll get rid of your brother for good?" asked the butler.
"Yeah, if I were a human and I saw my pet feline destroy the entire place I would certainly get rid of him" replied Mister Whiskers.
But before Mister Whiskers could ever come up with a plan, the communicator on the butler then began to ring to which the butler picked it up.
"Alright, listen up" said Mister Mittens to his butler, "I need you to send me a few of my destructive weapons I have laying around my hideout in the basement. I need to destroy the mansion to ruin the Test boy's life forever."
"Right away sir" replied the butler.
"Before you go an do that" said Mister Whiskers as the butler hung up the communicator, "I have another idea, just give me a paint can of the color of my brother's former fur color, and I think I'll be able to confuse a few heads or two."
"Will do just that sir" added the butler as he left the scene.
Back in the mansion, Johnny and Dukey were still trying to search for Mister Whiskers as they searched everywhere, Mister Mittens appeared right above a self of pans.
"I think I sense he's nearby" said Dukey as he began to sniff the area and then spotted the white cat.
"Oh great, not this again!" cried Johnny.
"Let's see if you can handle something like this!" laughed Mister Mittens as he pushed down some pans.
The pans then immediately came tumbling down, which Mister Mittens then promptly then headed toward the fine china that was nearby.
"I bet this is quite expensive to replace!" laughed Mister Mittens and with one tip of the paw began to throw the fine china right down to the ground hoping to hear a crash.
"Don't worry, I got it!" cried Dukey.
Dukey immediately leaped where the fine china plates were falling. He caught the first one with his mouth like a frisbee and from there began to catch the other falling fine china.
"Lucky shot!" cried Mister Mittens as he was quite angry that his scheme wasn't working.
"Wait a second, I heard that cat talk" added Johnny.
"How should I know if that cat talked?" asked Dukey who was still holding the fine china in his mouth.
"The only way we're going to prove my point is that we capture that cat" said Johnny, "come on, I got a plan."
"Works for me" said Dukey as he placed the fine china on the table nearby.
"Say, they're leaving?!" cried Mister Mittens, "Just what in the world is that Test boy, and his talking dog are up to?"
Mister Mittens then leaped right down and started to follow the two where Johnny was going to make his plan to capture Mister Whiskers. As the evil genius cat peaked around the corner, a laundry basket fell right on him with Dukey immediately getting on top of it.
"I got him!" cried Dukey.
"Good thing we also wondered into the laundry room of the mansion" added Johnny, "now let's see if this really is Mister Whiskers or just some evil genius, crazy talking cat who wants to ruin my chance with Janet!"
"Alright kid, you got me!" cried Mister Mittens as he confessed, "I'm not Mister Whiskers, Mister Whiskers is my brother, I thought if I could switch places with him and cause trouble, I would ruin chances for you with that girl you mentioned."
"Ah ha, so you WERE trying to ruin my chance with Janet, so where is Mister Whiskers then?" asked Johnny, "Where?"
"Er, how about him being on that rocket coming right toward the window!" cried Mister Mittens.
"Whoa, didn't see this coming!" cried both Johnny and Dukey, "Run!"
As the three quickly ran out of the way, the rocket immediately crashed right through the window and wrecking a good portion of the mansion itself. Mister Whiskers was really in disguise of Mister Mittens, his brother who was with his butler.
"I'm going to make you pay brother, my getting rid of you after you tried to take over my life" said Mister Whiskers.
"Easy now, bro, I was, er trying to bring in an interesting lifestyle for you, that's all" replied Mister Mittens as he began to sweat from the forehead.
"That's why I have prepared this" replied Mister Whiskers as he pressed the button on the communicator as an emergency call for Janet Nelson Jr., and her aunt to arrive on the scene, "and that's my cue to hide!"
"What are we going to do!" cried Dukey as he was about to tear up his fur.
"Yeah, Janet's going to come over and this place is a wreck, I'm never going to get off her Uncool List!" added Johnny.
"Er, I think I can be a service since it's mine fault to begin with" replied Mister Mittens, "if you'll all just follow my lead that is."