St. Louis, Missouri, 1927.

You hear a psychotic laugh from an unknown voice. You were always one clever and sneaky cat, with your thin body, making you excellent at sneaking around quickly. you were neutral in this little "war" between the Marigold gang and Lackadaisy, but that didn't mean you weren't chaotic. You snuck around and saw the laugh came from a rather charming kitty. His wide smile and crazed eyes sparkling as he sang, chucking dynamite below.