Samiee and Muffin were sitting at the table to the bakery with Zippy, Petunia, and Sniffles when Angry kicked the door down holding a gun.
Not just any gun. An opposite gun. Anyone shot with it would change and act opposite of how they acted now.
She aimed randomly and shot Petunia with the gun.
"What the hell? What was that for?" Samiee asked.
Hangry dropped what she was holding, which was Ataxia's severed head, and helped Petunia up, but Petunia smacked her hand away and ran outside.
They found Petunia trying to pump mud through her veins, but she was bleeding to death.
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"Rule one, touch anything I create again, and I will send Fliqpy after you both." Sniffles said sternly to the cats.
Hangry then sighed and pulled out a cinnamon stick and a lighter. She lit the cinnamon stick and puffed it like a cigarette.
"What are you doing?" asked Muffin, who was sitting next to Hangry.
"Smoking a cinnamon stick." Hangry puffed out a small cloud of ground cinnamon.
"Why?" Muffin questioned the punk cat.
"Safer than tobacco, and keeps stress down." Hangry responded.
"Hey, you should do the cinnamon challenge." Zippy said, who was sitting next to Sniffles.
"The what challenge?" Angry asked, twirling a small pair of scissors in her hand.
"Cinnamon challenge, you put a spoonful of cinnamon in your mouth and try to swallow it." Zippy responded, unfazed by the scissors being twirled around awful fast in her direction.
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"Here's your spoon." Zippy said, handing Hangry a spoon of cinnamon.
Hangry shoved the spoon into her mouth, and swallowed the whole spoonful in one gulp.
She pulled the spoon out and swallowed a few more times to get it all down her throat.
Everyone gasped in unison at her accomplishment.
Angry looked pissed and grabbed the whole container of cinnamon, ripped the cap off and poured it down her throat.
Everything was still for a second.
Then...
"Oh FUCK!" Angry yelled, right before she puked up all the ground cinnamon.
She ran to the fridge and grabbed a liter container of water, and chugged it.
It wasn't water.
Angry then puked up some of Petunia's guts that she had eaten earlier, along with a liter of seltzer water, and a bit of blood.
She fell to the ground and Hangry ran over to help her, but Angry grabbed her and bit into her arm, ripping it off and spraying blood into Angry's mouth, which she lapped up greedily.
Hangry held her bleeding arm socket and Zippy ran over to help her stop the bleeding.
Angry hungrily lapped up the blood on the floor, then stood up.
"Well, I'm gonna take a shower." And with that, she turned and left.
"I'm gonna go sew my arm back on." Hangry murmured, grabbing her arm from Zippy's grasp.
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"OPPAN GANGNAM STYLE!" Angry yelled, as she piggybacked Hangry to the bench that Sniffles and Muffin and Zippy were at.
She jumped off of Hangry's back and Hangry straightened up and they started to dance Gangnam style.
They stopped and Angry did a flip.
"Front-flip!" Angry said, doing a back-flip.
"But that was a back-flip!" Hangry told her sister.
"I DONT CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR RREEEEEE!" Angry had unhinged her jaw and screamed at her sister, who was now covered in spit.
She rehinged her jaw and cracked her neck a little, before turning to Muffin and Sniffles and Zippy.
"Hi Angry! I got you a babysitting job." Zippy grinned.
Angry smiled as if she was getting a slice of brain cake for breakfast.
Hangry got up and shook all the spit off of her, then stared at Zippy. "Are you crazy?! There won't be a baby left to sit if you let her take care of it." she whispered.
Zippy thought.
And then said "Well, I'll just send you in then. You'll be babysitting Cub tomorrow from 10 AM to 7 PM."
Angry shoved her sister aside. "I WANNA BABYSIT TOO!"
"Fine. Both of you can do it!" Zippy said, walking away.
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"Hello-Ohh" Pop had answered the door at 9:30 AM to find his babysitters in their crazy outfits.
"Hi, we're here early to make sure we get all the rules and instructions for babysitting." Hangry said.
"I see. Well, just don't let him get killed." Pop responded, grabbing his coat. "I'll be back later."
And with that, he left, leaving Hangry and Angry taking care of a baby.
And it would be quite a day.
"What are we supposed to do with him?" Angry asked from her spot on the couch.
"I dunno, but I think he likes me!" Hangry said, as she rocked Cub in her arms.
"Lemme rock him." Angry said, taking Cub from Hangry's arms and rocking him.
Angry looked at this small child in her arms, a living, breathing ball of happiness.
She squeezed him close to her and smiled.
Not a bloodthirsty smile.
Not a "I will eat brain cake tonight" smile.
A genuine smile of love.
Then, she gave Cub back to Hangry and went into the kitchen.
CRASH!
"Oh my god!" Hangry ran into the kitchen to see that Angry had broken a glass trying to pour some booze she had brought with her.
"ANGRY! NOW IS NOT BOOZE TIME." Hangry said, storming up to her sister, who grumbled and shoved the booze back into her bag.
"Wait, where's Cub?" Angry asked.
Both of them ran back into the living room to see out the window that Cub had dropped his beanie.
OUTSIDE.
Both girls gasped and ran out the door, to see that Cub was crawling right into traffic.
Angry ran out and tossed Cub behind her to Hangry, and got hit by traffic.
Her head rolled over to Hangry, and then her body was flung over there too.
Hangry grabbed all of Angry's body pieces and ran back inside to sew her back together.
"This is why I'm glad we're dolls." Hangry sighed.