"Let me get this straight, you want the exact location of the headquarters of Mason, one of the richest animals in the city, just so you can kill him cuz he 'killed' you?! That is a completely stupid question you're asking me!" the hairless cat, who had introduced himself as Ozone, scoffed after taking Snowball and Tattoo into his filthy apartment.

Pouring himself a glass of milk, Ozone sat down in a chair at the small table he had. Gulping it down, he continued, "Why don't you just go to the police department with that criminal record you two idiots have?"

Pounding his fist on the table, Snowball grumbled, "Weren't YOU a police officer fleabag?!" Speechless, Tattoo groaned and placed his forehead on the edge of the wooden table. However, Ozone's face remained emotionless as he suddenly whipped out a pistol from under his shirt and pointed it right at Snowball's forehead. "I dare you to say that again to my face, criminal," he spat.

Crossing his arms, Snowball continued, "So you were a police officer. Excellent. Then how about you be the 'good cop' and help some citizens." The white rabbit honestly wasn't bothered the slightest bit with a pistol being pointed right at his forehead. Tattoo, on the other hand, looked like he was going to be sick as Ozone placed a finger on the trigger...