[Interior - Inside the Squeaks' Airship, Nighttime*
Daroach, leader of the notorious Squeak Squad, is seen pacing back and forth in the airship's dimly lit control room. The room is cluttered with stolen treasures and gadgets. Despite his usual confidence, there's a clear look of distress on his face.
Spinni, the nimble member of the Squad, enters the room, noticing Daroach's unease.
Spinni: "Boss, what's the matter? You've been jumpy all evening."
Daroach* *(visibly trying to maintain composure): "It's nothing, Spinni. Just... thinking about our next big heist."
Doc, the inventor of the group, wheels in a gadget that looks like a cat toy by accident. It inadvertently makes a meowing sound as he enters.
Daroach* *(leaps in shock, landing on a nearby chest): "Yow! What in the blazes was that?!"
Doc: "Oh, this? Just a new alarm I've been working on. It's based on --"
Daroach cuts him off, jumping down and straightening his cloak.
Daroach: "Get rid of it. Now. We don't need any… cat-based technologies."
Storo, the muscle of the group, with a puzzled look: "But boss, why? It's just a sound."
Daroach takes a deep breath, clearly embarrassed about the secret he's about to reveal.
Daroach: "Very well, if you must know... I, Daroach, am… uneasy around cats."
A brief silence fills the room, the other Squeaks exchange confused glances.
Spinni: "You mean, you're scared of cats?"
Daroach* *(defensively): "Not scared, just... strategically cautious. You never know what those fiendish felines are capable of. The unpredictable nature, the sharp claws, those... piercing eyes."
Doc: "But boss, they're just small creatures. Surely, we, the mighty Squeak Squad, can handle a cat?"
Daroach: "It's not about handling them. It's about... respect. Yes, respect for all potential adversaries, large or small."
Storo, chuckling: "Alright boss, we'll keep the airship cat-free. Right, team?"
The others nod in agreement, trying their best to hold back laughter.
Daroach: "Good. Now, let's focus on our next heist. We've got treasures to find and heroes to outwit. And remember, no more meowing alarms."
The team nods, and Daroach, regaining his composure, leads the discussion into the night, planning their next grand adventure. As they strategize, the earlier incident is brushed aside, but the occasional smirk still passes between the members of the Squeak Squad.
[Fade out*
This imagined script portrays a lighter, comedic side of Daroach rarely seen, revealing his unexpected fear and how it's handled within the tight-knit group of the Squeak Squad.