Well at least they are good at landscaping, I thought as I scooted around a perfectly sculpted shrub.
I was just creeping around the corner when my phone buzzed.
I grimaced, I was a little busy at the moment…
Typing out a quick reply:
I shoved my phone back into my pocket and rounded the corner just as something launched itself onto my face.
I let out a muffled yell as I fell back onto the grass. I gasped for breath as I stared up at the two very indignant emerald green eyes only inches from my face. Sniffing me once, my attacker let out a bored meow as it clambered off of my face.
I leaped to my feet, taking a few steps back from the calico cat who gazed up at me with an utterly annoyed expression. “Don’t look at me like that,” I muttered, “you attacked me, bud.” Meowing what I’m sure was an insult, he turned and pranced around the corner.
“Oh go eat some catnip,” I called after it as I swiped up my Captain America beanie (yes I am wearing a beanie today) and turned back to operation find out what made me float… or something (Idk, I’ll shorten it later).
After a few seconds of searching, I came across a small wooden door that seemed to lead to the basement. I studied what looked like… a fingerprint scanner?? What the muffin was a fingerprint scanner doing on an old door like this?
I pulled my phone from my pocket, plugging in a small device into the charging port as I ran around the house to the front door. Turning my camera on, I slowly ran it over the handle. “Bingo,” I breathed as the image of a fingerprint appeared on my screen.
I darted back around the house and slid to a stop at the door. Now to find something… ah, this piece of plastic bag will work! Snatching it from the garbage can and cleaning it off, I pressed it against the small screen located on the device plugged into my phone and allowing it to scan the newly acquired fingerprint onto the plastic.
Holding it up, I moved to the scanner and pressed it against the screen.
“Yesh,” the turned green and the door creaked open…
That’s when someone grabbed my hood. Spinning around, I grabbed the unknown person’s hand which I guess they weren’t prepared for seeing as how they lost their balance. With a very unceremonious squawk, we both tumbled down the stairs.
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