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*In a farmhouse far from the nearest city, lived an old family that kept to themselves and had a rather chubby cat. Just outside their farmhouse, some grass was rustling about. A closer look revealed it was Mrs. Louise Thrushwood as she was making her way through the grass and to the house, while feeling a bit nervous* Louise: Can't believe I'm going to be doing this again... especially around this time of the year. *Mrs. Thrushwood usually goes to the farmhouse under extreme emergencies, but she was more worried as she was attempting to enter during a season, she didn't have much luck in... Christmas Season. It was certainly one of the highest chances to get away with some treats, but the tradeoff was it was always super busy and didn't give her many openings, either weather wise or other problems. After making it to the front of the house, and a long attempt up the stairs, Mrs. Thrushwood made it to the door where it had a slight opening to the side of the wood. She squeezed