Felix felt a chill down his spine at the news about a simple brush coming to life.

Nala explained, "As soon as we entered Astoria's airspace, the brush started trembling like it wanted to write. When I gave it paper, it wrote 'alive.' The writing was messy but readable."

It was the first time Felix had heard such a thing. He asked, "Are you arriving soon?"

Nala replied, "Yes. I know you're in a hurry, so I chartered a private plane."

"Alright. Let's discuss this further when we meet. I'll arrange for your pickup."

Soon, a helicopter from the Starfire residence was headed to the airport. Shortly after, Nala arrived with Alfie, who had accompanied her for security.

Felix asked, "Is it still shaking?"

Nala nodded and retrieved the box, from which faint thuds could be heard. When she opened it, the trembling brush was inside, its movements wild and erratic.

Even more bizarre, when the box was removed, the brush floated midair, refusing to fall. Alfie slid a piece of paper benea