Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here again. As you are aware, yesterday the Guardians rounded up Leader Otis and Thomas in the portable kitty jails and took them somewhere. Brother Henry and I figured that they were going to The Bad Place, and we figured right. About two hours after they left, they returned, but only Leader Otis was with them. They placed The Leader’s kitty jail in the middle of the living room and opened the door. The Leader exited, clearly shaken by His ordeal. Worried about Thomas, I pressed Him for answers, but He simply said, “I…I can’t Brother Oliver. Please don’t make Me relive it!”
Feeling that it was absolutely crucial to figure out what had happened to Thomas, I firmly said, “Leader Otis! You left with Thomas and only You returned! We must figure out what has happened to him! Please try to remember!” With a heavy sigh and a shudder, Leader Otis said, “Oh…OK. I’ll try…We…we were at The Bad Place. That much I’m sure you already figured out. But, It was very strange this time. The Guardians seemed more tense than usual, and the bigger one was wearing a bandage on his thumb. On the drive to The Bad Place I heard the Guardians say that Thomas had bitten the Guardian!” I gasped when Leader Otis told me this. My mind was reeling. I started to say, “You mean…he…he…” and The Leader interjected, “Yes…he bit the hand that feeds him!”
We were both silent for a long time after that, and then I said, “OK, I know this is hard Leader Otis, but what happened next. Where is Thomas!?” The Leader said, “Well, I remember arriving at The Bad Place and being taken into the scary room. I tried to make Myself as small as possible in My portable jail, but the people at The Bad Place still found Me. As always, they were extremely kind to Me even as they did things that I didn’t like.” The Leader shuddered, and I knew he was thinking about having his temp-shure taken. He continued, “I know the Guardians and The Bad Place people were talking about Me and Thomas while I was being poked and prodded, but I was too terrified to really catch the conversation.”
The Leader then said, “There was one point, as I was being stuck with something sharp and stingy, that I caught a glimpse of Thomas in his kitty jail. He had a red fire in his eyes, kind of like when I was possessed by the bathroom demon!”
At this point, The Leader said He remembered something else about the Guardians and The Bad Place people discussing His art thritis. He wasn’t sure what the discussion was about, but it seemed to make the Guardians radiate feelings of tension and anxiety. He was then returned to His kitty jail and He tucked his head into the corner and attempted to tune everything out. The next thing He knew, He was back in the car and on His way home but Thomas was nowhere to be seen.
The Leader was completely exhausted, so I decided to let Him go rest at this point. I spent the remainder of the morning and well into the afternoon wondering and worrying about Thomas. Just when I thought I would never see Him again, the Guardians left for a while and returned with Thomas in tow. They sat his portable jail down for a moment and I shouted, “Thomas! What happened? Are you OK!?” But he just looked at me with an intensely angry expression on his face.
The Guardians then whisked Thomas away to Kitty Valhalla and we have not yet been allowed to visit him up there. I’m still not sure what has happened, but I plan to get into Valhalla as soon as possible to find out. I was a little uncertain about our new little brother at first, but now he’s one of us, and we will not let him face his challenges alone! But I am going to have to talk to him about that “biting the hand that feeds him” thing. If the Guardian loses a hand, then it will be much harder for him to open cans. Next time, Thomas should try biting a foot.
So Sayeth Brother Oliver
So Sayeth Brother