HE'S SO UGLY, HUH?(RIGHT)Another day again. Tonight, I felt sort of- hungry. I wanted something besides chicken and small amounts of meat. Like how about meat and gravy with 367 chicken nuggets burned to a crisp and maybe 34 burritos with honey inside it with cheese and lettuce and 2 tomato slices. I told Madison and Mojo just how hungry I was. Madison understood me, but didn't want to get , me any food. But Mojo risked it.
Just like the ginger bread thing and the corn dog thing, we split up. Only this time, Mojo had my job as getting the food. Madison and I had Madison and Mojo's jobs. It was up to us to let Mojo know if any humans were coming. We just didn't know what
kind of food we were aiming for. So I made Mojo be in charge of that. Madison and I stood in the dining room.
We heard footsteps. It was my brother. We ran to the kitchen. "Mojo, HURRY!!!!!" I warned. Mojo gave me the "I've got you, don't worry 'bout me!" sign. So I looked back, to find my brother in the kichen. He got a bag of potato chips, and left. When my brother left, Mojo came out of the hiding place he was hiding in, the garbage can. I saw Mojo chose ice cream. Mojo ran to the living room, and he tripped on a barbie that my sister just placed on the floor. The ice cream box opened, and ice cream landed on Mojo.
"Mojo, you're covered in ice cream, can I lick your body and help 'clean the ice cream off'?" Madison asked. I knew Madison just wanted the ice cream, but I managed to not speak at all. Mojo did get caught. But he didn't get in trouble.
And someday, I wonder if there will be a picture of Mojo covered in ice cream and Mojo isn't looking at the camera and the pictture would be in the middle of the internet. Like now!
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