C1792 You Have a Plan I Have a Wall Ladder(1)

"Meow? Is the main system having a stroke?" The snoozing ball of wool reared up, rubbed its eyes with its paws to make sure it wasn't dreaming, and pulled a long face.

Its round, furry little face drooped, and it put its hands on its waist and meowed, "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You know my Host is going to do business, but you still issued such a time-limited mission. Really..