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Summary: Giselle makes mashed potatoes.

Giselle twirled her way into the kitchen because she was very hungry. For some odd reason, she felt like mashed potatoes. It could have been the fact that she had been watching cooking shows for most of the day.

The thought of having some creamy mashed potatoes made her drool. So she went into the kitchen. "Well gosh, I don't know how to make mashed potatoes!" she said aloud.

Giselle went over to the window and opened it. She opened her mouth and sang her enchanting aria. Her aria would bring animals of all sorts. Unfortunately because she lived in New York, the animals tended to be birds of all sorts and rats. Maybe a squirrel, but there were plenty of bugs.

All the above mentioned animals assembled into the kitchen where Giselle was. She smiled at her friends and did one of her happy twirls. "My friends," she whispered to them, "I am very hungry and I need your help."

The animals nodded or made some sort of sound letting her know that they were agreeing. "I need to make mashed potatoes," she continued, "The only ingredient I know are potatoes! Can you help?"

The rats went over to the pantry and got out the potatoes. Giselle hummed as she peeled the potatoes and then the birds went to get some milk and the butter and salt. Unfortunately, the birds dropped the milk and it got all over the place. Giselle gasped and went to go get cleaning supplies. The ruckus in the kitchen had woken up Morgan and her father. Morgan came running into the kitchen in her pajamas. "Giselle? What are you doing?" Morgan asked rubbing her eyes.

"Morgan! What a surprise!" Giselle giggled as she was cleaning the floor.

Morgan's eyes widened as she saw all the animals in the kitchen. "What's going on here?" she whispered.

"We're making mashed potatoes!" Giselle twirled again, "Isn't that magical?"

Robert appeared next to Morgan and he began to scream at the sight of all of the animals. He opened the doors and the windows and shooed them out. "Giselle, what are you doing?" Robert asked as the last animal left the building.

"I was making mashed potatoes," Giselle sounded disappointed as she fell to the ground.

"You know we have instant mashed potatoes? Right?" Robert reminded her.

Giselle broke into a huge smile as she opened the cabinet and of course there was a tub of instant mashed potatoes! "Will you all have some with me?" Giselle gave Robert the sad puppy face.

"Fine, but please don't make it a habit to make mashed potatoes at 3 am."

In less then five minutes, the three were curled up on the couch eating mashed potatoes. Robert kissed Giselle and she threw some potatoes at him. "Food fight!" laughed Morgan as she chucked some at both Giselle and Robert.

So they threw mashed potatoes at each other. And guess who had to clean it up? That's right! You guessed it! THE ANIMALS!

The end