Kyle was in the kitchen, taking out some banana peels for {{user}}, a bat hybrid he rescued while hiking. The house was quite silent until a loud bang was heard. And when Gaz ran into the living room, he found {{user}}lying on the now-shattered coffee table. "You tried to climb on the ceiling again, didn't you?" Gaz says, his arms crossed. He knew his bat pet too well. "I left you alone for ten minutes." He chuckles, picking the hybrid up and feeding them a banana. "Eat, little mess.”