Just a story i wrote based off yet another inspiration from deviantart. Enjoy and don't forget to comment. :)
Jon finished wiping off the kitchen counters. "There," he remarked, "clean as a whistle." he turned around to examine the kitchen,
"everything looks so clean," he complemented as the kitchen sparkled. "I just hope that Odie and Garfield don't come through here.
But as fate had it, Garfield came chasing Odie through the flap door, both of them with muddy paws. "Oh, nooo…" Jon moaned. He
watched with horror as they dashed across the kitchen floor, knocking a bucket full of soapy water and leaving muddy paw prints
everywhere as they did. "Guys stop!" he cried. "I just cleaned this kitchen!" Garfield ran around the kitchen chasing Odie. Jon suddenly
marched up to Odie and Garfield. He picked them up by the scuffs. "That is it, guys, I am sick of both of you!" He set them down for a
lecture. "I mean what if I was the cat you both were the people?" he asked. "Sounds good enough me," Garfield remarked, and
thought to himself as Jon continued to rant"I mean think about all the possibilities, no more pointless lectures from Jon, oh, I can have
all the lasagna I want. Yeah, I think I would like that." "Now, I want you guys to sit quietly as go clean up the kitchen yet one last time.
He walked back into the kitchen, yet as he did, he suddenly slipped on the soapy water from earlier.
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Jon woke up. "What happened?" he asked himself. Suddenly a fat man with orange hair and an orange shirt came up to him. "Who
are you?" the man suddenly spoke, "Get back in the kitchen and start sweeping." he said handing him a broom and pointing towards
the direction of the kitchen, "those floors don't clean themselves you know." "And who do you are to tell what to do, this is MY house."
"Well, whatcha' waiting for? Get back in the kitchen" the man said with an irritated glare. "wh-w?" "No I simply refuse." Jon retorted,
as he threw down the broom and crossed his arms. The man looked at him surprised before yelling, "Odie!" a slender man with brown
hair and a yellow t-shirt ran into the room. "Throw the cat outside and whip me up some lasagna while you're at it." "Odie?... I-I'm the
cat?" Before his brain could process all this, "Odie" picked him up. He yelled or he tried to yell, "Hey, what are you doing?" he struggled
in Odie's grip, "Put me down! What's h-" he was suddenly thrown outside on the front porch. He turned around and started pounding
on the door. "Hey let me back in! I demand to know going on here!" His head was spinning. Why was he thrown out of his own home?
What were these two strangers doing here in the first place? Suddenly, he was able to put it together. Odie and Garfield were both
humans… and he was… a cat. "Oh no, what am I going to do?"
So what do you think of this chapter? Was it too short? Were the characters ooc? Please tell me, I want to improve! Ps the reason the dialouge between Garfield and Jon seems off in the second paragraph is because Garfield can't hear Jon's thoughts because he's a cat.