After a long mission that involved a lot of chemicals somehow managed to escape. They were in the truck home, and the rest of the team was complaining about pain or a headache worse than usual. chose to ignore their moans and groans. Little did they know, this would result in a little.. issue..?

That night, everyone went to sleep in the barracks, and early in the morning, woke up and looked in the Scout's bed, nothing there other than his had and well.. a small lump, they moved the blanket and found a cat.. baseball on his head. It was a tortoiseshell cat. Approaching Medic's bed. A Tuxedo Persian under Medic's trench coat, then Sniper. A Siamese cat under his slouch hat, unlike Heavy, being a Siberian cat. Then Engi's bed, a Flame Point Himalayan with a grumpy look on his face that kinda resembled an old man although engi is in his 38-40s

"Okay.. now that the fuck is going on?!" said in a panicked tone as they listened to the panicked meows from the cats.