The Black Kittens

In a sigh of relief, I'm glad that Destiny was gone. It was a Saturday today. There was some snow, it's starting to get colder, and Weasel still hasn't been failing. The kittens have been in some weird moods. But for one reason, I'd say it's because of our cat, Muffin. She's more mature than those kittens. Muffin doesn't like me or the kittens too much, and Muffin's always is upstairs. But new things have taken over the house. Like my brother got this black carpet for his room, and that's sort of new. Madison and Mojo like the carpet. Too them, the carpet's comfortable, and is great to play on. Yet, I'm starting to think that the black rug's color was starting to take effect on the kittens. It started at around 11:30 today. I was watching Madison and Mojo. They were sort of walking around the carpet, as usual. The carpet color, black, was a favorite color of Mojo.

He was all about black, and he was starting to encourage Madison with the black carpet. "You like the carpet Madison? Then you should start liking black!" Mojo said. Minutes passed, and soon enough, Madison came in all of these black clothes. Because black is shirt of like a gangster color or whatever, Madison was starting to act like those serious people. They have these shades, always not in the mood for funny stuff, and you sort of get the idea. So Madison was wearing these black shades and this a black hat with some words that read "Gangster- cool". I wasn't sure what Madison was doing. Mojo came up with this this paper cigarette he made in his mouth and some weird kittens sized pants with holes in the. Mojo, also wore a pair of shades. His fur was in a funny position. It was all spiky and messy. "Madison, Mojo, how come all of a sudden I see you guys in this gangster mood?" I asked. "It's no big deal, if you wanna join, you can just get the details." Mojo said in a weird, manly and low voice. I wanted the details, but there was no way I was joining those cats' gang. Muffin came down. She looked at the kittens, and Madison and Mojo felt more encouraged. So they went even more black and "gangster- like". Muffin started to chime up. "Oh, kittens, you're looking more 'moron-like' than I've ever seen you look before." Muffin said. Madison and Mojo didn't seem to care, so they took off their gangster costume stuff and whatever, and went right to the carpet. I was pretty confused.

Madison and Mojo were on the carpet. They had this weird cat toy they were playing with. I went up to Madison and Mojo. "Why are you normal now?" I asked. "We're moron-like!" Madison said. "Didn't you hear her say it?" Mojo said. "Of course, but you aren't moron-like." I said. "We do when we look like gangsters!" Madison said. "Where did you hear that?" I asked. "We already told you she said it. Muffin did, but then you interrupted us and that's what led to-" Mojo started. "Oh whatever!" I said.

I was too confused, so I just went to chew on a bone. And at 2:00, I found Madison and Mojo wearing gangster costumes again. "Oh, man, these kittens are so confusing!" I stammered.