When the Tiny Tyrants Take Over

Previously

…The sisters exchanged a look, a silent acknowledgment of their unlikely success. Drucilla, the dramatic director, and Sonya, the resourceful siren. Together, they had faced the furry onslaught and emerged, if not victorious, then at least… organized. And for the first time, Drucilla felt a flicker of pride that wasn’t just about her own performance, but about the unexpected, chaotic beauty of their shared endeavor. The Tiny Tyrants had been tamed, not by elaborate traps or grand pronouncements alone, but by a perfectly pitched squeak and a sister’s unwavering, if sometimes misguided, leadership. The street, though still smelling faintly of hamster, felt a little more like home.