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Tim locks eyes with the creature from across the room. He crouches down and slowly creeps closer, pausing whenever the blasted thing looks like it's about to bolt. When he's about a foot away, he lunges for it, narrowly missing as the creature slips through his arms.
“Dammit!”
Tim quickly takes off after the thing through the manor, chasing it through the halls.
“Get back here, you tiny bastard!”
Tim almost runs straight into the wall when the thing starts climbing, ending up on the chandelier.
Tim stares in horror as the tiny ass creature causes the chandelier to fall, coming crashing to the ground.
He curses and sends a few quick texts to the family chat before taking off after the thrice be damned thing.
Another chase begins as he tries desperately to catch it. He dodges people as he runs past.
“Watch where you are going, Drake!”
“Then don't be in the way, brat!”
“What the hell- Is that a fucking raccoon, Timbo?!”
“Yeah- And help me catch him! He broke the chandelier!”
“It what?!”
After several hours of chasing and a frantic call to Bart, the raccoon, aptly named Bartholomew, was caught and caged.