Note Thirty-Eight
[Klavier is on the second level, humming along to his theme song that's playing in his head, and opens his closet door to try to find his shoes.
He stops, and falls silent, because what he finds is Treble and the shredded remains of his good shoes.
Klavier takes a deep breath, and another, and clenches his fists.]
Treble...
[The puppy looks up and can tell that Klavier is not joking around, and dashes out of the closet and down the stairs.]
... My shoes...
He stops, and falls silent, because what he finds is Treble and the shredded remains of his good shoes.
Klavier takes a deep breath, and another, and clenches his fists.]
Treble...
[The puppy looks up and can tell that Klavier is not joking around, and dashes out of the closet and down the stairs.]
... My shoes...