If you haven't noticed yet, I am Mewtatron. I wrote the God's Word. And I am currently trying to take over heaven. I want to create a healthy environment for all angels, and have a well balanced community, but Catsiel doesn't think so. Him and his precious little mortal toms. As of now, there are two wars going on. Heaven and Hell have split up into 2 teams, and fought the other team of the same species. So basically Hell vs Hell and Heaven vs Heaven. But Heaven is more complicated. You see, I shut down heaven.
Catsiel believed in my plan, and helped me proceed the process. Finally I took his grace, and made every angel fall from the sky, ending up as mortal cats, scattering about being adopted, or abused, or strayed. My good ally or friend here, Gadreel, is helping me. He is the co worker of my side. In heaven, the two factions, or teams, are Team Catsiel and Team Mewtatron. Catsiel is ganging up on the votes, so I have decided to dramatically foil his plans. I'm going to let Catsiel's followers know who Catsiel really is, and how he loves the mortal toms.
Mewtatron requested a facechat on an iPad, which Catsiel had all over his building. In the offices, everywhere. One of Catsiel's followers interrupted one of his conversations with Sam and Dean, telling him that somebody was here to talk to him. Catsiel proceeded to one of the offices where the curly gray tomcat, had been awaiting. "Hello, Catss." The tom sassed.
"Mewtatron." Catsiel replied, in his deep meow.
"I just wanted to check on you, see how things were going. Say, is your STOLEN GRACE still keeping you up?"
Catsiel's followers started mumbling. Catss looked around to see some of the other cats giving him stern faces.
"And how are your followers taking it, knowing you sent out bombs on me of your own people?"
The crowd starting complaining, trying to reason he didn't. Catss looked around, seeing some cats, betrayed, and some, worried. Slowly, follower by follower started pouring out of the building to go join Mewtatron's side. The face chat ended. The only cats left in the building were Catsiel, Sam, and Dean. Sam and Dean looked at Catss, worryingly. Dean went over and sat by Catss, trying to motion to him that it would be okay.
They are just the cutest, aren't they? So far, about 2,900 new recruits are working to make me their God.
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