Chapter 1

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Catty Potter woke up from his nest made of dirty old clothes inside the cupboard under the stairs. The twoleg boy was stomping in the stairs. "WAKE UP! ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!" as if a cat would know what a birthday was.

Catty rubbed his eyes with his paws, because cats can totally do that. He did a cat yawn and strolled out of his "nest". Catty strolled to the kitchen to fix bacons, because cats totally know how to turn on the fire without burning up the house.
   Catty served the plates and opened the cabinet pulling out kitty pellets that tasted like mice dung. He ate it anyway.
   "Why only 284606814 presents this birthday" the boy whined. That was ridiculous, since the presents filled up the whole house they had to put the presents in the backyard.
    " I had 284606815 presents last year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The boy screamed. Catty had to wear earplugs that apparently fit his ears.
    " what about we go to the zoo and buy you a another present?" Said the mother quickly. That was stupid, because they could just go to the present store.
     " I'll get a baby sitter for the cat." Said the father. That was also stupid because  cats don't need babysitting.
He made a call and frowned. " the neighbor says she can't come because she has a flu. That means......."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ( the author is to lazy to keep pressing the caps lock key) oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the boy screamed.
" What about we buy you TWO more presents?" Said the mother quickly.
The boy sniffed. " THREE more presents."
That was the start of this riddiculous
Story.

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