May 1, 2017-When I finally came to, Simba was standing over me with smelling salts.
“What happened?” I asked.
“You passed out when I told you I was part of the FBI,” Simba said. Reality came crashing back and all of the sudden my head throbbed. I’m sure it was from the fall, but it could’ve been from all of this new found information. Simba helped me to my feet, and I followed him to a giant control board with a screen so big that it took up an entire wall.
“Welcome to the control center. This is where we keep an eye on our most prominent enemies, our humans and…”
“And we watch hilarious cat videos!” A dog I had never seen before said.
“Shut up!” Simba said as he slapped him across the face, “That’s classified information.”
I raised an eyebrow at Simba and rolled my eyes. “Really? This is what you do as part of the FBI? You watch cat videos?”
“No of course not! We fight crime and protect the neighbourhood,” he said sternly.
“Well let me be the first to say that you’re doing a horrible job,” I said as I took out a nail file and began sharpening my nails.
Frankly, I was bored with the whole thing. So bored in fact that I didn’t even care to hear the story about how Simba and his gang of misfits were recruited or what they do to fight crime.
“I can assure you that if we had seen what was going to happen to the small human, we would have prevented it!” Simba said.
“So this giant screen isn’t a crystal ball?” I sneered. He was really starting to annoy me.
“No. It’s a tool that is all,” Simba said. “I brought you down here because I had no choice. If it were up to me, I would have kept this a secret until the end of time. You have no business knowing what we do.”
“Well, that’s funny because YOU made it my business!” I shouted. I lunged at him and tried to grab him by the throat. The dog I had never seen before jumped in to save Simba, and a siren went off.
“Warning, Warning, Breach of Premises!” It wailed, and I let go of Simba.
We stared at the screen in terror as the image grew larger. It was the only enemy that we had that was worse than the tall, thin woman…
It was Hugo.