Mental Diary 8

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Mental Diary 8

"Wha- how did you... how did you escape!?" Max barks in shock. I swipe my claw in his face, barely missing him. "Will you help me?" I meow furiously. "Okay," He barks nervously. "What do we do?" He adds. "We need to show them who is boss," I meow. "But, they have a hundred dogs, and we have two animals," He barks.

"I know. We need to form a gang. I'll be the leader," I meow without thinking. I just randomly thought of the gang out of pure hatred for the abuse those dogs did. Before Max talks, I interrupt him. "Starting with the annoying white dog," I meow. "That annoying barking dog?" He barks, sighing. "Fine, I'll talk to him. You?" He barks.

"I'll talk to Spike," I meow. "Who is that?" He barks curiously. "Don't ask," I meow, not trusting him. I hear the dogs starting to break the fences, so I jump at the fence and signal Max to go talk to the white dog. When I reach Spike's house, I sigh and tell him the long story. "Oh, God," He barks in shock. "You want me to join? Sure, but I'm not that strong...." He barks slowly.

"You're good enough," I meow. "Hey, do you have any ideas for declaring war?" I add. "When the army is finished, go in the sewers and spit at them," He barks, smirking. "Okay, meet me when the sun rises," I say, noticing that it's night. By then, the army will be ready for war. I silently smile to myself as I jump onto the fence to meet Max.

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