Sam & Cat & the Haunted Thundermans

Sam & Cat & the Haunted Thundermans Chapter 23

Sam & Cat & the Haunted Thundermans

Chapter Twenty-Three: Do It For the Carrot Cake!

Dr. Colosso POV

"Please help us Dr. Colosso!" Hank, Barb, Max, Phoebe, Billy, and Nora pleaded.

Are these people crazy!?!? I was not going to help them rescue Cat, Taylor, and Frankie! There were three reasons why I didn't want to help rescue them. First of all, who's Cat, Taylor, and Frankie? Second of all, I'm a super villain! Why should I help people? And third of all, Hank turned me into a rabbit! I was not going to help the guy who took my dignity away forever!

"Why should I help!?!?" I asked, "What did you guys ever do for me?"

"Please help us Dr. Colosso!!!" Max pleaded, "You're my best friend!!!"

"Max, what happened to you!?!? You're trying to become a super villain, why are you trying to help them!?!?"

Max sighed. "I don't know Dr. Colosso; I just don't know. I guess you could say that I actually care about them."

I looked at Max, shocked. "WHY WOULD YOU EVER CARE ABOUT THEM!?!?"

"I don't know. Maybe because it's fun for Nora, Billy, Phoebe, and I to hang around them. I guess that you could say that I care about them because Phoebe cares about them."

"Phoebe? Since whenever did you care about Phoebe!?!? You guys are always fighting!"

"We're not always fighting!"

"Yes we are, Max; but that doesn't really matter right now. What matters is that our friends are in trouble and we need to save them!" Phoebe told Max, "And Dr. Colosso, just because Max and I are always fighting doesn't mean that we don't care about each other!"

"Phoebe has a point, Dr. Colosso."

"Please help us, Dr. Colosso! We really need your nose to track them down!" Hank pleaded.

"What do I look to you? A dog?" I asked Hank, "I'm a rabbit!"

"But you still have a way better sense of smell than we do! You can smell carrots from a much further distance than I can!"

"You may have a point, but I'm still not helping!"

"Oh yeah?" Max asked me, "If we were to buy you ten more slices of that carrot cake, would you help us?"

I thought for a moment. I did really enjoy that slice of carrot cake that Max brought back from the mall for me the other day, so I might as well not miss my opportunity to get some more of it!

"Make it fifteen and it's a deal!" I agreed.

Max smirked. "Glad you're on board."

"Ok, Smirky, what do you need me to do?"

"We need you to help us track down Cat, Taylor, and Frankie," Barb told me.

"Ok, and how am I supposed to do that when I don't even know what they smell like?Like I said, I'm not a dog!"

"Here, take a whiff of this!" Max ordered, as he put a purple shirt up to my cage.

"Who's shirt is this!?!?"

"It's Taylor's. Now please sniff it!" Phoebe ordered.

"Fine."

I got as close to the shirt as I could and took a huge whiff of it. It smelled different from any smell that I have ever smelled; probably because I don't go around sniffing people all day. It didn't smell bad or good; just different. Then, I took a huge whiff of the air. I could smell the same scent from directly straight ahead.