Morning finds Deadmau5 sitting on the couch reading the newspaper, with just the tips of his ears poking out over the top. Prof. Meowingtons PhD sat on the coffee table, on top of the paper, also reading.
"Hyper Goat spotted in the west end, terrorizing cyclists and pedestrians," Deadmau5 read out loud.
"I thought that Goat was in maximum security at the zoo, meow. I wonder how he got out, meow."
"It says here, his tongue got stuck on a helicopter… who writes this shit? Anyway, there's a reward for his capture. Want to rope in that goat, Meowingtons?"
The cat tilted his head to one side, considering. "Can I use my laser Hax sunglasses, if the Hyper Goat tries to kill us, meow?"
Deadmau5 put down the paper and nodded, "only if our lives are in danger."
Prof. Meowingtons PhD suggested, "well even a Hyper Goat has to eat, meow."
"Let me guess, you want to go to Tim Horton's and see if it's there?" Deadmau5 asked sarcastically.
"Now that's a great idea, meow. But after that, let's check with Twitter and see if that damn Goat has attacked grocery stores or is eating up the trees, meow."
The pair of amateur sleuths, took the elevator down to the garage and began their hunt in the meowclaren. To his surprise Prof. Meowingtons PhD paid for the coffees without being asked to do so. Then they went to Deadmau5's friend Twitter. The blue bird was expecting them, having already heard about the Hyper Goat. It tweeted it's news so fast, that Prof. Meowingtons PhD had no idea what it was saying. Deadmau5 nodded his head.
"Thanks Twitter, we'll go check it out," Deadmau5 said. "Come on Meowingtons, the Hyper Goat was spotted by the CN Tower."
They left, tires squeaking as they tore away from the curb. Prof. Meowingtons PhD asked, "how do you even understand Twitter, meow? The tweeting is so fast, it blows my mind, meow."
"Practice, buddy…. Look over there, all those dented cars, the Hyper Goat must have been through this area already."
Deadmau5 swerved, just missing a car, that was speeding away. "It's a one way street, what the hell is that guy doing?"
Prof. Meowingtons PhD sat with his paws on the arm rest and his head above the car door, so he could keep an eye out for the goat. Suddenly he let out a loud "Meow!" He was too excited to say anything else.
Looking in the direction that the cat's ears were pricked, Deadmau5 saw the Hyper Goat. It was on a rampage. They saw a jeep, all it's airbags blown, dents everywhere. The Hyper Goat kept ramming it repeatedly, picking it up with it's tongue and throwing it at other cars.
"That jeep is playing the nyan song, I don't think that crazy goat likes it, meow."
Once the jeep was so battered, the music inside died. Finally the goat moved on. It ate a whole tree and jumped over a bus. Twitter had not exaggerated, the Hyper Goat could do things that normal goats could not. From a safe distance, Deadmau5 and Prof. Meowingtons PhD followed the angry goat with the meowclaren.
"It seems to be looking for something, meow."
As they watched, the Hyper Goat suddenly ran off down an alley, where the car couldn't fit. Prof. Meowingtons PhD leaped out of the car and took off in hot pursuit. Concerned for his friend, Deadmau5 squealed his tires as he reversed and spun the car around to head down a side street.
"Damn it, he forgot the laser Hax sunglasses." Unable to see the cat, Deadmau5 blasted his music from his speakers. Either the goat would give chase or Prof. Meowingtons PhD would hear it and find him. And sure enough the Hyper Goat came around the corner, but it was no longer angry.
"What, what is that? I've gotta know, what, what is that?" The Hyper Goat asked. (It was very slurred, due to it's long tongue, but Deadmau5 was a master of understanding the unusual.)
"That's my music. Do you like it?"
"Like it, like it, like, like." The Hyper Goat replied.
"I'll keep playing it, but can you tell me what you're looking for?" Deadmau5 questioned, trying to buy time for his cat to return.
"Candy, candy… sweet colourful candy, from rainbow, can't find the candy." Hyper Goat stomped his hoof.
"Wait, the candy is the colour of rainbows?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I want to taste the rainbow. Why can't I find the rainbow?"
The goat was getting agitated again, so Deadmau5 stopped his questioning. Prof. Meowingtons PhD had been given enough time to catch up and jumped into the car. Cocking his head, trying to understand what the goat was saying.
Deadmau5 filled him in. "Meowingtons Hyper Goat is looking for Skittles and my music is keeping it from going crazy."
"Wow, meow. Well let's go get the Hyper Goat some candy, meow." He thought a moment and added, "where are we going to find a bucket full of Skittles, meow?"
"The Candy Factory of course!" Then he turned to the Hyper Goat, "hey buddy, think you can keep up with the meowclaren?"
Out came the Goat's tongue and it stuck to the meowclaren. The Goat nodded that it was ready, so Deadmau5 shifted gears and took them on to the highway. He was amazed that the tongue of the Goat didn't get ripped in half, but the Hyper Goat had no problem keeping up. And it remained calm as long as the music played.
"Who knew that your new album While (12) could sooth the crazy out of the Hyper Goat, meow."
"I know, right. Okay, so in the back, the Candy Factory has a shipping container full of Skittles, unpackaged. Use the laser Hax sunglasses and blast the doors. While you watch the goat and keep the music going, I'll notify authorities."
In the end, the Hyper Goat was happy, because it finally got to taste the rainbow. The police handed over the reward for it's capture and Deadmau5 told the zoo how he tamed the crazy goat. From that day forward the Hyper Goat had the album While (12) playing over and over, to keep it calm. The zoo also made sure to include a bag of Skittles every day, in the Goat's food.