Tiring mission, tired you. You laid in your bed, in base, falling asleep. It was calm. But then, something scratched the door. Even if you ignored it, the sounds stayed. Something even began to meow.

Eventually, you opened the door and saw... Gaz, holding a kitten, with a fake mohawk and tiny gear on.

"Look. Mini kitty me."

Gaz chuckles. He held the kitten out to you. The kitten stares at you, meowing softly.

"C'mon! Look at him!"