A Happy Quinn Meets Evil Kitties
A very happy Quinn Morgendorffer skipped her way down the streets of Lawndale, her grades were improving, David Sorenson was back from college and was slowly falling for her charms as a budding intellectual, she had Stacy, Tiffany, and now Brooke as her three best friends, Sandi was in a mental institution being treated for her bitchiness, even Daria was coming around.
"College really agreed with her," Quinn thought with glee as she rounded a corner and came across something that made her even happier.
"Kitties!" she said with a squeal of happy happy glee.
There were seven of the precious furballs, all different colors, some with spots, some with stripes, other solids, but all perfectly precious and wonderful.
To avoid scaring then she got down on her haunches and held out her hand and starting saying very softly, "Here kittie, kittie, kitties!"
Then all seven kittens meowed in a very not so happy fashion.
"Um..." was all Quinn had time to say just before the seven kitten hissed and their claws came out.
As one they pounced upon her and began raking her skin with very sharp claws.
Oh so sharper than normal kitten claws.
Her screams filled the streets as their super strong claws cut through the skin to the delicious flesh and blood underneath and the seven kittens began to feast upon Quinn Morgendorffer's happiness fueled meat.
And they enjoyed every second of it, especially when she realized amidst her agony that they could eat far more mass than their bodies indicated.
It took seven excruciating hours before the kittens had eaten enough of Quinn's body to allow her to die.