"Part six, Mission One, of Snowfall. The following story is rated Extreme. I cast my gaze over the cats sitting around the table in the cafeteria. School had ended for the day, and I had sent Lottie and Cheddar to collect up cats. \u201CWhy are we here?\u201D asks a cat, bored. I glare at him and sway with exhaustion. I had gotten no sleep from the night before, as I was coming up with revenge plans. That cat sinks back into his chair, defeated. I purr appreciatively. \u201CSo, which one shall we do?\u201D \u201CNuts is a hacker,\u201D Cheddar explains to them. \u201CShe knows her stuff.\u201D \u201CSo what\u2019s been done so far?\u201D I ask Trissie."@en . . "Part six, Mission One, of Snowfall. The following story is rated Extreme. I cast my gaze over the cats sitting around the table in the cafeteria. School had ended for the day, and I had sent Lottie and Cheddar to collect up cats. \u201CWhy are we here?\u201D asks a cat, bored. I glare at him and sway with exhaustion. I had gotten no sleep from the night before, as I was coming up with revenge plans. That cat sinks back into his chair, defeated. I yawn. \u201CI have a plan to rid the school of twolegs, humans, whatever you call them.\u201D I unroll a large piece of paper clearly showing all my ideas. The cats crane around it, fighting for the best viewing spots. I purr appreciatively. \u201CSo, which one shall we do?\u201D A golden tabby sitting next to Lottie reaches out a paw and plants it on the idea saying \u2018bug infestation\u2019. \u201CThis is certainly going to give some kids a scare,\u201D she growls determinedly. I nod at her and pace around the table for no reason. \u201CHowever, how are we going to cope? Insect bites are hard to deal with.\u201D The other cats nod at my argument and the golden cat fumes silently. \u201CI was just counter-arguing her,\u201D I remind the cats lightly. Soon a dark brown tom shyly places a paw on another idea. \u201CI think the school calendar one is the simplest and easiest out of all of them,\u201D he meows quietly. \u201CAll we need to do is change the school calendar for next week.\u201D The cats around the table not and murmur with appreciation. \u201CDecided then?\u201D I chirped. Looking at all the satisfied and happy faces, I immediately knew the answer. I roll up the paper and lead the cats out of the cafeteria. \u201CTo the library!\u201D I yowl. I slide onto a chair and drag the mouse towards me. The cats gather around the computer, watching me with unblinking eyes. \u201CNuts is a hacker,\u201D Cheddar explains to them. \u201CShe knows her stuff.\u201D I smile to myself and log on to Admin. \u201CSo does anyone know how to find next week\u2019s calendar?\u201D I ask as I scroll through the many files. A file labeled \u2018Newsletters\u2019 catches my eye and I curiously click on it. I read down the list of archived newsletters, and my gaze rests on \u2018Spring Term Week Three Calendar.docx\u2019. I click on it and a calendar opens up before me, displaying the dates of the following week. As soon as the message of seeing the calendar gets to the cats\u2019 brains, I try to shut out the storm of cats\u2019 voices flooding my ears. \u201CShut up!\u201D I yell. \u201CHow am I going to hear you when you\u2019re all talking over one another? Paws up, please,\u201D I snarl as I glare at them. I scan the many rows of hand, and I select a black and white one. \u201CChange Monday to \u2018Teacher Training day,\u201D suggests the tom. I quickly type it in and choose another paw. The calico she-cat clears her throat. \u201CJulian\u2019s idea was stupid,\u201D she spits. The tom from earlier clearly looked hurt. \u201CSo was Christio\u2019s from earlier. Just throw in a random school lockdown and stage a fake murder event. The school would have to be closed for a few days for the investigation. I\u2019ve seen it happen before.\u201D Everyone turns towards her. \u201CYou know how to do this stuff?\u201D I ask her. The calico shrugs. \u201CYeah. Happened all the time in Harlesden.\u201D I avoid the question of asking the location of \u2018Harlesden\u2019 and nod. \u201CWhat\u2019s your name?\u201D \u201CTrissie,\u201D the she-cat nods. \u201CCall me Trissie.\u201D Cheddar and Lottie jump up beside me, and we all face the small crowd below us. \u201CWell, Trissie,\u201D I meow, \u201CWelcome to the team.\u201D We hold our breath as twolegs burst into the building. There\u2019s barely enough space to breathe as Cheddar, Lottie, and Trissie, and myself shift around under the table where we are hidden. \u201CSo what\u2019s been done so far?\u201D I ask Trissie. She sweeps her calico tail across my flank as she speaks. \u201CI\u2019ve positioned the dummy where everyone will see it. A gunshot will sound on the lunch bell, and as everyone files out of their classrooms they will see the body, and a lockdown will be activated by you, Nuts. I have a laptop computer in the place where we will hide during the event. While the murder investigation is carried out, the school will be almost empty, so there will be more opportunities for gathering food.\u201D I\u2019m shocked at the amazingness of her plan. \u201CAnd where will we be?\u201D Trice purrs quietly. \u201CIt\u2019s a surprise.\u201D Possibilities run through my head as we wait for the stampede to clear. Could I really trust Trissie? What if she was part of The Hidden? \u201CNo, it\u2019s not a surprise, tell me where,\u201D I meow, slightly firmer. Trice hisses at me. \u201CYou\u2019ll have to wait.\u201D \u201CBut how can we know that we can trust you?\u201D I spit, my fur bristling. \u201CDo you want this to happen?\u201D she retorts back at me. \u201CI\u2019m your only hope.\u201D I\u2019m just about to tear out her throat when Cheddar steps in between us. \u201CThe plan is more important than fighting,\u201D he tells us calmly. We both shoot sharp looks at him, and he smiles awkwardly and steps back. I take another look at the corridor from where I\u2019m crouched. The floor is clear, and I taste the air with my jaws. \u201CThe coast is clear,\u201D I whisper. We creep out, looking around. It\u2019s like we\u2019re on a secret mission or something. Then I realise that I am on a secret mission, and I giggle quietly. \u201CStop giggling,\u201D Cheddar hisses, \u201COr you\u2019re going to get us caught.\u201D \u201CWhere are we going anyway?\u201D asks Lottie. Trissie dismisses her question with a flick of her tail, and we walk down an endless labyrinth of corridors. Suddenly she leaps up into the air, and I look up to see her slither into a gap in the ceiling. Cheddar\u2019s eyes widen in alarm, but I just stare at the gap in concentration. Soon a ladder slides down. \u201CClimb up,\u201D Trissie calls from above. I am the first to climb, and lend a helping paw out to Cheddar and Lottie, who gratefully accept it. The room on the other side of the gap is small, but it\u2019s large enough to fit us all in. Trice opens up a packet of something and offers it to each cat, and I take a pawful. It\u2019s not bad, but not good either. Enough to keep us alive until escape time, along with several bottles of water. Soon Trissie fumbles around for something, finds it, and opens it up. She shows it to me, and I guess it\u2019s the laptop computer. \u201CLog in,\u201D she meows simply. I look at her oddly as I type in the username and password. Don\u2019t be superstitious, Snowpaw, a voice in my head meows. I shake my head and wait for the screen to load. \u201CYou know how to find the alarms and stuff, right?\u201D asked Trissie, worried. \u201CI don\u2019t know this kind of stuff. As soon as I heard that you were a hacker, this idea just popped up into my head.\u201D I nod and continue to stare at the screen. \u201CHow long until it\u2019s time?\u201D \u201CAn hour. And I have the button to activate the gunshot sound. I was trained in electronics, but it\u2019s not the same as hacking. You\u2019re lucky, Nuts. Who taught you, by the way?\u201D \u201CPi,\u201D I meow casually, and Trissie gasps in delight. \u201CYou\u2019re so lucky!\u201D she squeals. \u201CI love him! He literally lives in the main office! But as it\u2019s occupied at the moment, where is he now?\u201D I don\u2019t know, I thought to myself worriedly, but I hope he\u2019s not doing anything dangerous. I don\u2019t want anyone to die. Pi groaned as another instruction snapped at him from the phone. Pi had requested a video call with Delta for some instructions on assembling the AK-47 he had received, and the higher-ranking tom was keen on perfecting it, as Delta was obsessed with guns. \u201CNow point the gun towards one of the doors,\u201D Delta ordered gleefully. \u201CThis is going to be so much fun.\u201D Pi easily rotated the gun on its turret thing. He programmed it so it would range from the door on the left to the door on the right, slowly going back and forth. He smiled evilly. No one was going to escape. Alpha would be so pleased with the news. \u201CHey!\u201D yelped Delta. \u201CYou\u2019re too far ahead!\u201D Pi saw him flip through an instruction manual. \u201CProgram it to start when hearing a sound.\u201D Pi boredly searched for the lunch bell alarm sound, and pressed the button on the programming remote. \u201CAll done!\u201D chirped Delta. \u201CAre you in a comfortable place in which to watch the event unfold?\u201D \u201CIs inside a trophy cabinet good enough?\u201D Pi asked, irritatedly. He hated how Delta could camouflage, while he had to squish himself inside unimaginable places. Once it was inside someone\u2019s toilet. He shuddered at the memory. Delta nodded expressionlessly. \u201CI have a countdown timer,\u201D Pi meowed. \u201CThe bell will ring in five minutes.\u201D \u201CGood,\u201D meowed Delta, and Pi caught a trace of the Russian accent Delta once had before he had developed an english one. \u201CI\u2019ll see you once the premises is cleared.\u201D The screen went black. Pi shifted around a bit to make himself comfortable. Let the show begin. The water had been drained, the food had been eaten. We crowd around the laptop, waiting for the timer to tick down to zero. \u201CTen\u2026 nine\u2026 eight\u2026\u201D Lottie whispers excitedly. \u201CSeven\u2026 six\u2026 five\u2026\u201D \u201CFour\u2026\u201D we all chant together, \u201CThree\u2026 two\u2026 one\u2026\u201D A siren wails, and footsteps pound along the corridor. Then the gunshots begin. Not one, like Trissie had predicted, but a lot. Screams of innocent children ring in my ears. I peer down and see a small stream of something shiny and red. Blood. I slowly turn to Trissie, with horror in my eyes. \u201CWhat have you done?\u201D I whisper."@en . "School can\u2019t hold us (Snowfall)"@en . . . .