Bonn, Germany, is quiet. Street lamps line the streets, the sole source of light emanating weakly, flickering every so often. The harsh silence shatters as a familiar grey cat is launched out of a familiar time machine, tail slapped over her mouth to prevent a familiar yowl.

Wikipedia: *after floating out of the buzzing machine carefully* You need to stop tumbling out of the time machine like a blind kit.

Yellowfang: *dizzily* W-wha...

Wikipedia: You silly old cat. We are currently in Bonn, a city of the North Rhine-Westphalia state of Germany, which was the capital of Federal Republic of Germany from 1949 to 1990 —

Yellowfang: And where might that be? *points a claw accusingly at Wikipedia* Tell Astro to stop sending me to ridiculous places like this! I haven't had a decent mouse in ages... literally. Teehee.

Wikipedia: You know you can't leave unless the time machine decides to send you back. Sure, you can go hunting right now if you want. These houses often had mice and rat problems.

The two cats begin heading towards the closest house—the door is slightly ajar and dim light filters through the windows. Wikipedia shakes her head knowingly.

Wikipedia: I've always liked Beethoven. His late classical/early romantic music is so moving.

Yellowfang: Beef haven? Music? I thought you were a robot. You aren't meant to have preferences with music and meat.

Wikipedia: *facepaws* Ludwig van Beethoven. He composed music. Lived from 1770 to 1827.

They enter the house, Yellowfang's mouth open to taste the dank air. Her eyes quickly light up and she straightens immediately.

Yellowfang: There are a couple of mice in that room! *bolts off*

Wikipedia: Wait! That's the studio where Beethoven writes—

A scene of chaos greets the duo. A wooden desk is hardly recognisable; a sea of paper floods across the wood and a brilliant pianoforte and harpsichord sits incongruously amongst the disorder, adorned by random books. Yellowfang is hyper as she zips around, eyes alight with hunger.

Wikipedia: *whisper-shouting* What are you doing?! *stars as Yellowfang galumphs around the room, chasing a particularly quick mouse* HE'LL HEAR YOU, YOU HOG-FACED BUFFOON!

A deep twoleg voice echos through the house and footsteps are heard walking slowly towards the studio.

Beethoven: *running a hand through his hair* BUT THAT IS NOT RIGHT! THE OPENING C MINOR CHORD DOESN'T FIT WELL WITH THE COMPLICATED HARMONY OF THE (1)DIATONIC—

Yellowfang: *still chasing the mouse* What's he saying?

Wikipedia's eyes glow a faint light as she begins translating Beethoven's German into Cat. The robot's mouth opens slightly as Yellowfang jumps onto the piano, now pursuing a rat that had fallen onto the piano. Cacophonies ensue.

Wikipedia: Now he'll definitely hear you. *sighs as her companion lunges forward, ending her little horror song with a short-short-short-long (2)phrase and a successfully captured rat*

Wikipedia drags Yellowfang behind the largest pile of books, where the StarClan cat proceeds to devour her rat. Beethoven shoves open the door, eyes wild with... was it triumph?

Beethoven: THAT'S RIGHT! A SHORT-SHORT-SHORT-LONG OPENING MOTIF WOULD WORK PERFECTLY WITH MY FIFTH SYMPHONY COMPOSITION! G-G-G-E flat would be wonderful. *frowns as he looks around his studio* Now where are my saviours? This must be a work of God.

Yellowfang: *whispers* Who's God?

Wikipedia: That's complicated. Just watch. *secretly overcome with disbelief that out of all possibilities, Yellowfang was the one to inspire him for the famous opening of the Fifth Symphony*

Beethoven rummages through the various pieces and documents on his desk, finally pulling out a clean, crisp sheet of paper. Five minutes later, and sweat begins accumulating on the crease of his brow as he scribbles furiously. Yellowfang and Wikipedia take this moment to escape the studio.

Wikipedia: *begins muttering incoherently* Supposedly one of the greatest music compositions of all time, written by one of the allegedly greatest and most influential composers of all time. 

One of his most famous symphonies with a ridiculously famous opening motif. A ridiculously famous motif that also happened to be actually created by a pathetic child that can't even find her own way back home.

Yellowfang: I THOUGHT WE'D BEEN OVER THIS. I'M NOT A CHILD, YOU CHILD. It's not my fault Astro's stupid timey-wimey wibbly-wobbly machine got broken. He was the one that dragged the dumb thing to StarClan.

Wikipedia: You didn't even make the reference correctly. Hey, did you know that since World War Two the symphony was at times referred to as the Victory Symphony and the 'V' in Victory is the Roman numeral for five? The fact that the Victory Symphony was Beethoven's fifth symphony was a genuine coincidence. 'V for Victory' became a widely known campaign for the Allies of World War Two.

And did you know that the opening phrase's rhythm (dit-dit-dit-dah) was used as the letter 'V' in Morse code?? Some think it's coincidental but I personally believe that—

Yellowfang flicks the small cat into the waiting blue vortex and leaps in after her.

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(1) Diatonic - Music only involving notes pertaining to the prevailing key, and not with any chromatic alteration. (A would become B flat and not A sharp).

(2) Phrase - Music essentially a group of notes forming a musical sentence.

Written by Saph 🍩✨

Man, I love Beethoven. Music is life ♩♬𝄞 𝄢