"Oh hi dad, you're finally home!" I said to dad as he walked through the garage door, "I'm making dinner!" I said happily, "what's for dinner?" Dad asked, "Spaghetti!"
"What's spaghetti?"
"Oh come on dad" I said handing him a plate full of spaghetti and fur from the dead cat, "thanks but I'm not hungry" he said disgustingly. Wow dad, you just had work, you're always hungry after work. "Oh fine" I said as I took the plate from him and threw it in the garbage "maybe we should take the cat to the vet, it does have some minor burns from when the microwave exploded" he said, yeah he definitely forgot that the cat has been dead for the past week, "um sure, what do you think there gonna do to it?" I asked "oh I don't know, probably just give it some shots that help burns" said dad confidently, I can't believe he used to be a vet and doesn't even know what they use to treat so called minor burns. "I'm gonna go unpack my work things, tell me when dinners are ready!" Said dad as he marched upstairs, I think I should take him to the vet. I picked up the toxic, dead, burnt, somewhat frozen cat and started to make dinner with it, I couldn't reach anything else in the house apart from the cat, the microwave, the dishwasher, the oven, and one shelf that's filled with toppings and sauces. I grabbed a ton of soy sauce and spread it all over the matted and sticky cat fur, then I grabbed some sprinkles and used five bottles of it on the cat. Now it looks like a cake! You can barely see the cat, I said to myself as I covered the cat's tail with sprinkles and soy sauce. I grabbed a plate and put the cat on it, "dad! Dinners ready!" I yelled to dad from upstairs "coming!" Yelled dad to me. A few minutes later he started marching down the stairs, I handed him the plate of cat cake, "what's this?" He grabbed his fork "cat cake!" "Oh why's it called that?" "You'll see!" I said to him, I heard the garage door open mom must be home! I'll tell dad to give her some food "hey dad can you give mom some too?" "Sure we can eat it together" he said, I ran and hid under the couch. "Hello!" Said mom as she came in "hey! Dinners ready, want some?" Asked dad "sure!" Said mom as she came over to dad " here you go!" Said dad handing her half the food on a plate, mom grabbed her fork and stabbed into it, "is this soy sauce?! Did you make this?!" Yelled mom. Here we go again, "no I didn't, in fact I-!" "I knew you made it! Are you trying to poison me or something?!" Interrupted mom "I am going to kick you out if you keep making meals with this dead cat" "it's not dead, we were going to take it to the vet today! It only has a few minor burns!" Said dad confidently "IT'S DEAD HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT?!" mom yelled "GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" Mom said as she treated dad like a child, "where is she? Is she home yet?" Asked my mom, they were probably talking about me "no, not that I recall" walking upstairs.
