The Fat Cat ChroniclesBook 1

Meet da business cat!

No, this cat doesn't work in a office. He doesn't just sit around in front of a desk, wearing glasses and a tie, sipping coffee, and dong all that normal stuff. Instead, what he would do is sit on da rolly chair all day, glare at his coworkers, and basically act like a jerk to everyone. Well, except to his owner. The price was food. If he didn't get food, he would be a jerk. More on that later...

Anyway, when he was a baby, he lived in a pet store with his family. The pet store was called Pet Store. What did you think it was called? Sushi Rolls? obviously not. Anyway, the pet store was located across the street from this drab old house that belonged to this cranky man that everybody liked to call, "The Cranker". Don't ask me why. I guess it was because he was so cranky. Now, this man, he lived to a ripe old age. 

When he retired, this nice family bought it and after one look at it, they were like, "Hmmm, maybe we should add some color to cheer it up." Now, they did it so fast, don't even ask me how they did that...

Let's just say, one minute, you were looking at this gray house, and debating whether you should launch paint balls at it, or rotten eggs. The next, you were staring at  house with such bright colors hat you could go blind! I mean, if you were to walk beside it, or even to stare at it for one quick second, you would need sunglasses. It was that bright.

This family, they lived in that house for a long time. Finally, the one child that they had, a boy called Ol' Stinker, grew up to become a fat, stinky, and lazy man. Eventually, his parents just couldn't take it anymore, so they moved out to a nice seaside shack, which was obviously beside the sea.

When Stinky was 24 years old, he had just graduated from college( Yes, he took that long to graduate from college. He was a very very late bloomer. He had to take a few extra classes. Normally, people normally graduated from college at the age of 19). Now, his parents had just moved out of the house. And he was thinking, "I never want to marry, so I'll just get a cat!" (Brilliant idea, might I just say...) So he went to the pet store called Pet Store. He was browsing through the many aisles of animal choices.Finally, he saw the cat that was possibly his soul mate... The ct was gray striped, fat, lazy, and when Stinky saw him, the cat was taking a nap with his belly up. Stinky immediately felt like he was in heaven. He reached over to scratch the cat( And momentarily forgot the fact that in this world, cats like to be stroked, not scratched) and just one little prod on this cats belly, this cat immediately opened his eyes, saw a stranger staring at him, and did the first thing that his instinct told him to. Which, for most cats, was to scratch. So Stinky walked out the door with a smile on his face, which must have been hard, because his face was covered with bandages. Yes, the cat scratched him that bad.

A few weeks later, the cat arrived, and that's another story that I'll tell in the next chapter.