Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 229: The Cartoon Crisis

On the other hand, the Squirrel Bros skillfully hopped onto their beloved scooters and led the way. Nancy held her flashlight, its beam dancing through the night.

Barry followed behind, watching this "special operations team" composed of a human, two squirrels, and scooters. He couldn't help but criticize internally, This is beyond childish. Yet, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a strange, soft emotion quietly spread through his heart.

The group soon arrived at a corner of the forest, where a familiar white silhouette was nestled inside an abandoned delivery box. Nancy leaned in and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Snowy the ermine was sprawled out quite seriously atop four or five eggs. His little head bobbed as he struggled to squeeze a chicken imitation out of his throat:

"Cluck... cluck... ca-daw!"

His body even mimicked a hen's brooding posture, clumsily arching his back as he tried to shield all the eggs beneath him. Barry caught up and peered over; seeing this surreal scene, he was completely stunned.

Nancy, Barry, and the Squirrel Bros had now completely surrounded Snowy. Snowy, who had been working hard on his clucking, fell silent instantly. His entire body froze. Nancy reached out and pinched the scruff of his neck, lifting the furry "little thief" before her eyes.

"You little troublemaker, do you have any idea how much chaos you've caused?"

"Slinking into the coop and leaving the door unlocked... the whole zoo knows what you did now!"

Snowy's four little paws curled up in mid-air. His eyes darted around, not daring to look at Nancy.

"I... I just wanted to borrow a few eggs..."

"There were too many chickens in there. I couldn't beat them..."

"I... I just wanted to hatch a few chicks of my own to eat..."

Nancy was moved to laughter by Snowy's bizarre logic. She turned around and stuffed the "evidence" into Barry's arms.

"Here, the victim is right here. You decide how to handle him."

Before Barry could react, a warm, soft little bundle was shoved into his chest. Snowy immediately rolled over in his arms, exposing his soft white belly and clasping his paws together in a pitiful plea:

"I won't do it again! You are the most handsome and kindhearted. Let me go this once~"

However, the furry sensation and the coaxing whimpers did not soften Barry's expression in the slightest. He lifted Snowy by the scruff with an expressionless face. His dark eyes were cold, and he radiated a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the air around them.

Snowy froze. He realized that acting cute only worked on Nancy; it was completely useless against this cold-faced god of death. He trembled in fear, hurriedly covering his eyes with his paws, chanting to himself: "You can't see me, you can't see me..."

Feeling the icy coldness of Barry's fingers on his neck, Snowy finally couldn't take it anymore and cried out to Nancy for help.

"Save me!"

Seeing Barry's intimidating demeanor toward little Snowy, Nancy felt her heart tighten. She gently tugged at his sleeve. "Alright, he knows he's wrong. Can we let it go this time?"

Barry lowered his gaze to look at her, unexpectedly meeting a pair of clear, deer-like eyes. He fell silent for a moment, then symbolically patted Snowy's little bottom twice. His tone was still disdainful, but the action was as light as a breeze. "Don't let it happen again."

With that, he stuffed the furball back into Nancy's hands.

Nancy smiled and took back the shaken little guy, gently tapping his nose. "I'll spare you this time, but if there's a next time, you're really going to go hungry!" Snowy buried his head in Nancy's arms, not daring to make a sound.

Barry checked his watch. "I have an overseas video conference soon. I'll let you all off for today."

Nancy immediately made a "withdrawal" gesture with playful subservience. "Understood. This humble servant shall retire..."

Watching her disappear into the night with the three little animals, Barry instinctively raised his hand and touched the bandages she had placed on his face. A subtle sensation traveled from his fingertips.

When he returned to the RV campsite, the cleaning team he had called earlier had already finished their work with high efficiency. The interior of the RV, previously a disaster zone, was now sparkling and new, as if the earlier chaos had been a dream.

He stared at the sofa in a daze for a moment, then pursed his lips and opened his laptop, expertly logging into the video conferencing system.

However, the moment the camera turned on, the executives at Goodman Corp's overseas branch on the other end of the screen froze in unison.

Barry also saw his own face in the small window of the meeting interface and went stiff. The bandages Nancy had put on him were cartoons. Pink, pale yellow, baby blue... and printed on them were incredibly clear, adorable patterns of little cat and dog paw prints.