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No one would know.
There wasn’t anyone who would hear the light tapping of claws against metal, scurrying throughout the inner workings of the building. Finding all the joists and joints that carried most of the weight of the floors above. Just as many as he expected, and all put together with such fine craftsmanship! It made it so much more fun to wreck it.
Though, it was with an annoyed grumble that he spat and slobbered all over the joists, acidic saliva dissolving the metal as it touched it. By the time the human officials found the damage, they would deem it as rust or poor parts.
And where was the fun in that!? He wanted to make things explode! Fire and shrapnel flying as far as the eye could see! All this ‘making it look like an accident’ stuff was so boring!
But, with his job complete, he quickly exited the building, sensitive hearing already picking up on the groans and creaks of something that was ready to collapse. Discreetly exiting the vents, he trotted around the front of the building and made his way across the street, hopping onto the bench once he reached his partner in crime.
“...all done.”