Me: So yeah... I am now a tiny, adorable, fluffy orange kitten. What fun... I guess I'll be hearing that dumb nickname a whole lot now that I'm-

Mabel: *Grabs me* OHMYGOSHYOUARESOCUTE! 3

Me: SOMEBODY HELP ME!

CHAPTER TWO:

'Mabel' This Will be Okay?

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that my tail was flicking with annoyance. I hissed and slapped a paw on it, only to jump as my claws dug into it.

"Oh my gosh!"

I recognized Mabel's voice and turned around. Somehow, I had completely forgotten about the bus that had nearly run me over.

"Oh my gosh!" Mabel repeated "Dipper look!" she grabbed her brother's arm and pointed at me.

"Uh, oh," I thought.

Mabel ran over to me and scooped me up as I attempted to run away.

I must say, walking on four paws instead of two feet is more difficult than you would imagine.

Mabel held me tightly and I knew I had no chance of escaping her grasp. I sighed in defeat and just let her carry me to where Wendy was waiting in a golf cart.

"Nice cat you got there," Wendy said, pointing at me.

"I know, right!" Mabel grinned. "Somebody left the poor thing at the side of the road!"

Wendy gave a small smile. "Well good thing you came here instead of, I don't know, Nevada?" she laughed.

"Yeah!" Mabel cheered, lifting me up. "I'm gonna name you..." she trailed off as she thought of a name.

"Oh, great," I thought "She's probably going to name me something like Fluffy."

Mabel had been quiet the whole ride to the Mystery Shack. Even after we arrived, she stayed in the golf cart, even though Wendy and Dipper were already halfway to the porch.

"Hey Mabel," Dipper said, jogging back over to the golf cart. "You okay?" he asked, looking concerned.

Mabel didn't move or say anything at first. Then, all of a sudden she jumped to her feet yelling, "SNUGGLES!" She lost her balance and fell off the cart, doing a face-plant in the dirt.

"Ow..." she said, still with her face on the ground.

When she had fallen, she had loosened her grip on me and I had been able to wriggle out of her hands. I was currently behind Dipper, watching the whole fiasco.

After Mabel had gotten to feet, she began spitting out mud and grit.

Dipper picked me up and, much to my dismay, gave me back to Mabel.

"So..." He said, staring at her "What was that all about?"

Mabel stared at him blankly. "What was what all about?" she asked.

"Why did you just randomly shout out 'snuggles'?" he asked her.

Mabel blinked. "Ohhhhh," she said, grinning. I had a bad feeling about this.

"That's what I will name my kitten," Mabel explained.

I flattened my ears, but then stopped. I guess it's not as bad as Fluffy or some other crazy name she could have come up with.

Me: Well, that's how my crazy adventure began! Now to get into the REAL action!

Mabel: Hey, Snuggles! Look what I have for you! *holds up a small sweater that matches hers*

Me: Hmm... I DO like your sweaters, but I don't think I want to play dress-up right now.

Mabel: Too bad!

Me: ...go get help