She landed with a thud right in the middle of the fight. "Agent 42!" cried a familiar voice. It was Twitchtail, and he sounded weary. Just as she was about to reply with a reassuring bark, something grabbed her by the tail. Growling angrily, she spun, pinning the tail-puller beneath her two front paws. "Traitor!" she spat. And he was. It was not Llewellyn, but one of his evil henchmen, Crippler--formerly known as Agent 78 of the U.S.P.P.A. (United States Pet Protection Agency).
That's all for now--Matt wants the computer.
Love, Hannahoot
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