Brick is standing centre stage, his face lit dramatically in a spotlight. Beside him stands a small, pale brown, wide-eyed, slightly anxious, quivering... rabbit. Yowls erupt from the crowd, and one cat even throws himself towards the stage, his eyes half-crazed and his intention clear. Luckily a large black 'Security' tom leaps forward and rugby tackles him to the ground, hitting the cat's head on the stage as he does so.. The crowd is suddenly silenced, staring at the unconscious attacker.

Brick: *clears throat* Well, after that unfortunate event, I'd like to introduce... Rutherford Cottontail, our new guest speaker!

A hiss of disapproval reverberates through the room.

Rutherford: Hello, l-ladies and g-gentlemen. M-My c-constellation is called L-Lupus. It is associated with the – the w-wo – the w-wol...

Suddenly the lighting changes to strobe. Rutherford's eyes widen in fear as he hares off the stage, frightened. The security cat catches him and places him, shivering, back on centre stage.

Brick: Dammit, stop playing around with the lighting!

There is a few seconds pause and then it all goes suddenly black. The lights flicker back on, showing the disgruntled crowd.

Brick: What he means is, Lupus is associated with the wolf!

A howl escapes from the crowd. 

Rutherford: I-I know. The w-wolf is my second least f-favourite animal. 

Brick: And now we're all dying to know what your least favourite animal is. *smiles encouragingly*

Rutherford: Well, th-that would be... a c-c-cat!

A pandemonium erupts in the crowd. The security cat protects Rutherford, who is escorted from the building being chased by a large angry looking mob. The lighting changes to disco, and music is played. The remaining cats look bewildered, and Brick is cursing the lighting guys again.

Written by Arty!🐈