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The Watery Grave and the Blades of Death
Cassie and Kaisa
My name is Dormitrious Cat-Lord Rodent-Slayer III (once removed
through marriage). I
was recently engaged in a perilous predicament. Id been unfairly
judged by my recent incident
of upchuck on the new carpet. They showed me no mercy. They
banished me from my throneand kicked my assets into the wild.
I looked around in the jungle of doom. It was green and... there
was this large watery
grave in the corner of the... unruly judgement zone. Twas deep
and ominous. Yet, I noticed
another trap of death. First I heard it... then... I saw it! It
was large! Oh, so very large! It had...
spinning blades of mass destruction. Twas wielded by the massive
lardman of the estate. How
could he wield such a weapon! I didnt understand! He was feeble
minded and... MERCY
SAKES, look at the perspiration flowing from that blubber!
After I ripped myself from the ghastly trance, I realized THAT
THE SPINNING BLADES
OF DOOM WERE COMING TOWARDS ME! I dodged into a bush, looking
for an escape.
Suddenly the burning ball of light in the sky dispersed as
darkness reigned upon the judgement
zone. As if my situation as of current was not already to its
worse extent, liquid began pouring
from above, drenching me in misery.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I remembered screaming for the unfortunate
wetting
of my freshly attended coat.
After lament for my fur, I noticed the deadly weapon was back! I
had no choice but to
retreat backwards, unfortunately, towards the pit of watery
despair. It was coming closer... and
CLOSER...AND CLOSER! What was I to do? My life flashed before my
eyes. I stood there,
gazed, frightened. The cruel grinding noise of the weapon
flooded my senses. I looked behind
me- the watery grave. I turned back around- the deadly weapon.
How would I die? Which
would be worse?
Just as I thought my life was just about to end as the blades
neared, my hind legs onestep from the water, my savior came! The
lethargic shemaster of the caste came pounding from
the door from which I was banished.
FLUFFY! She screamed as she plucked me up and trapped me within
her lardy rolls of
safety. It was painful, but I was no longer near death as she
charged back towards the house. I
was safe.
As I turned my head back to capture a last glance, I witnessed
the lardman dazing off
and plunging the bladed machine into the watery grave. To my
deepest amusement, he
tumbled in afterwards.
What was that?! I remembered the shemaster asking.
Mew, I said innocently.
Aw, the shemaster exclaimed, forgetting the noise and going back
inside.
The lardman thrashed for a few moments, then the yard became
silent. The flaming ball
in the sky reappeared and all was well within the kingdom.
My name is Domitrious Death-Lord Rodent-Slayer III (once removed
by marriage) and I
am a survivor.
