The room changed back to how it was as Anthony and Natalie jumped to face the source of the voice.

Both of their eyes widened as they stared at Anthony’s cat, Mr. Smithers.

“What the-” Anthony began.

“Answer the question!” The cat demanded. “What is she doing in my apartment, anyways?” The cat looked at Natalie, who screamed at the site of the cat.

What the hell? Am I going crazy?

Anthony put a hand on Natalie’s knee to calm her.

“I will claw the both of you if you don’t answer my questions.” The cat threatened.

The animal’s mouth was actually moving when he said the words.

Mr. Smithers is talking!! Anthony thought frantically.

“Si-since when do you talk?” Anthony stuttered.

“I’ve been talking to you since I was able to make sound when I was a youngling, you dummy!” Mr. Smithers replied. “And now for some reason you are actually giving me valid answers this time.”

Anthony raised an eyebrow.

“This is a part of your powers isn’t it?” Natalie said. She was shaking a little bit.

“Maybe so…”