Muffin

Madison and Mojo are two kittens. Their arch competitor? Muffin. She's a full- grown black domestic short hair cat. Muffin's swamp- green eyes give her good looks. Madison and Mojo are not friends with Muffin, but here is a complete story all about Muffin. Well, Muffin is a really timid cat, so she's always hiding upstairs, and that's where Madison and Mojo prefer playing.

Well, our story begins with Me, Madison and Mojo playing hide-and-go seek. I was the one counting. "28-29-30! Ready or not, here I come!" I said. I found Mojo in the closet, but Mojo said he SAW Madison upstairs. "Let's find that kitten." I said. Upstairs, it was quiet. Then, Mojo and I heard paw- steps. "Madison!" I thought. Then, a moment later, I found Madison in her litter box. "Would you be a little more QUIET?!!!" yelled a strictly loud voice. "Muffin." Madison would say, angrily. "Madison, Mojo, Lucy!" Muffin snarled, "What are you doing in my territory?" "Playing." I answered. "Two can play at that!" Muffin said, "I'll show you 'playing'!" And Muffin scratched my face. "OWWW!" I screamed. Madison and Mojo slapped Muffin. "Okay, you guys win, but next time, you might want to stay away from me." Muffin said. Madison, Mojo, and I went downstairs.

"That Muffin has to ruin everything!" Madison said. "If Muffin were to have learned something, it would have to be a lesson!" Mojo said. "Now who's with me!?" "I am." Madison said. "I might." I said. "I'll take that as a 'you DO want to join.'" Mojo said. "Fine." I said. Later on that day, Muffin came downstairs. "Muffin alert!" Mojo said. Madison, Mojo, and I went to hide somewhere in the basement. "Quick, in here!" Mojo said, pointing to the freezer in that's in the basement. 'The freezer?" I asked, "I'll never fit in THERE." Madison and Mojo were already in the freezer. "Okay, I'm coming." I said, reluctantly. I climbed to the shelf of the freezer with the meats. You may think it's cold, but because I have enough fur, I'm warm enough. Madison was fine too. But Mojo had to use an empty cereal box to keep warm. So, Mojo was IN the box. Then, I heard a large "REOWWWW!". "Muffin!" I whispered in fright. "I wonder what's inside the freezer for me to eat." Muffin told herself. She walked closer to the freezer. Madison hid in another empty cerial box, and Mojo got as deep in his box as possible. I hid behind a pile of frozen steaks. Then, the freezer door opened. I dumped all the steaks on Muffin. She was buried in meat. I got Madison and Mojo and fled upstairs. "I'll get you Lucy!" Muffin said. I headed toward Phoenix and Sahara's cage. Madison and Mojo came out of their boxes.

"Good one Lucy, but I don't think Muffin has completely learned her 'lesson'." Mojo said. "Yeah" Madison said. "Here's my plan..." Madison said. And she whispered all this stuff. "Perfect!" I said. That night, Muffin was up and about. Muffin was walking around on the stairs. "Perfect position!" I said. Madison, Mojo and I were at the top of the stairs. We had a bucket full of water. And then, we dumped on Muffin. "AHHH!" She yelled. More was still to come for Muffin. Madison and Mojo got their litter box. And they dumped everything that was in the litter box- on Muffin's body. "Hey-!" Muffin screamed. Muffin was covered in all this sand and stuff. I went and got her cat food. IT stuck to Muffin's body too. Followed by Mom's jewelery, some scum, and cherries. So Muffin was covered in sand- like- stuff, with a gooey green scum disaster and jewelery and cherries sticking to her body. "HELLP!" Muffin yelled. "Well, I think the cat's learned her lesson." Madison said. So, we went to sleep.

And Muffin's lesson was finished off, with a bath the next day. Nowadays, Muffin doesn't really talk to often. I'm pretty sure if she could talk, she'd be confessing, about being mean. But at least Muffin has learned her lesson. And hopefully for Muffin won't be her grouchy self ever- again.