The day after the surfing challenge, Timothy snuck into the second floor of the Chicken's mansion thanks it's easy to scale walls. "Hmm, the Chickens should be eating dinner for... I dunno, like twenty minutes or something... That should give me plenty of time to search a few rooms for any juicy secrets that they're hiding from me." Timothy chuckled as he crept into Kaito's room. "I didn't get to see all of your secrets last time Kaito... let's see what you're really hiding."
Timothy searched through Kaito's drawers and knocked over the astrophile's equipment, not caring about the mess he was making in the room. "Kaito why do you only have normal stuff in your room? Where's all the juicy truths hidden?" Timothy whined as he threw Kaito's pillows away, revealing a journal underneath, "Aha! Gotcha!" Timothy grinned as he picked up the journal and flipped through it.
"Let's see here... Asuka needs to respect my privacy more... I quite enjoyed playing the saxophone for Asuka's music video, blah blah blah covering my hands doesn't look too bad and it hides my mark... Van seems to be the only bearable person on this entire show..." Timothy stuffed the journal into his pocket, "Eugh, I'll check more later, but Kaito is pretty truthful. Dang, I was hoping he'd be an evil scientist or something." Timothy sighed as he moved into King's room, "Alright Mr. Prince, let's see what you've got in store for me." Timothy accidentally knocked over a shelf full of books, causing a loud crash. "Oh, crap."
"What was that?" Wyatt called out as he ran up the stairs, he looked out into the hallway to see that nobody was there, "I think I heard it come from King's room." Wyatt approached King's room, only to get a vase, courtesy of Timothy, thrown at his head when he looked the other way. Wyatt immediately blacked out from the hit to the head.
"Um..." Timothy looked at the passed-out Wyatt, "Sorry Wyatt! But I need those secrets!" Timothy threw another vase further down the hall to distract anyone who'd be coming upstairs.
Timothy lightly closed the door to King's room and turned off the lights, to make it seem like nobody wasn't inside of it. Timothy then tuned out all of the ruckus that he caused outside the room as he quietly searched through King's belongings. "Nothing." Timothy checked the room head to toe and ended up finding nothing incriminating, it was just a normal bedroom. "Dang, are all rich guys boring? There's nothing interesting here at all!" Timothy crossed his arms as he heard King approaching his room, "Uh oh, time to leave." Timothy opened the window, grabbed onto the wall, and managed to close the window behind himself. "Alls well that ends well." Timothy managed to climb down the walls and snuck away from the mansion, "I can't wait to do it again..."