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The rats went silent.

Alba became their reluctant collaborator. She brought them cheese rinds and, in return, they alerted her to grade inflation scandals, falsified data, and one memorable occasion when a visiting scholar tried to pass off a Wikipedia article as his own research. (The rats ate his laptop cable at 3 AM, then gnawed the word “FRAUD” into his leather briefcase.)

A murmur of approval.

They called themselves Ratos-a-de Academia —The Academic Rats.

“Savages,” the rat would mutter, chewing thoughtfully. “Absolute savages.” RATOS-A- DE ACADEMIA -

The Dean was forced to keep the Philology department open. A new plaque was installed in the lobby: “In gratitude to the Ratós-a-de Academia—Guardians of the Footnote.”

The rats’ system was ruthless. Every night, they emerged. They gnawed the corners of lazy footnotes. They urinated on plagiarized paragraphs. They chewed the letter ‘C’ out of every keyboard belonging to a professor who gave participation trophies. If a student submitted a truly brilliant thesis, they would leave a single sunflower seed on the windowsill as a mark of silent approval. The rats went silent

Sor Juana raised a paw. “Too crude. We are academics, not vandals. I propose we leak his expense reports .”