Garfield woke to the smell of tuna. He blinked his eyes open and looked around. Rapunzel was eating from a can, and Emiline set another before him. She picked up a grinder from its place beside the coke bottle on her dashboard. She smiled as Garfield stretched. "Finally awake, huh? That was quite the nap." The sun shone bright outside, warming the cab.
"So, as I was telling your girlfriend, we're pretty well set here. Check it out." She pulled a wad of bills in a red rubber band from her pocket. "I have dozens of these. The glove box is full of them. Do you want to know how I got them? I stole them. I steal everything. It's my one character flaw. I'm a klepto. Want to know something else? I don't even use them. You're eating stolen tuna fish, buddy." It didn't seem to phase Garfield. Rapunzel looked puzzled, and turned to him.
*Would stealing count as an injustice?*
He shook is head, and licked the tuna can. *No. Definitely not. Never. Actually, stealing food is a very noble thing to do.*
*Really?*
*Oh, yeah. It's right up there with...um...with opposing the revolution. You know, the spiders and stuff.*
"So, keeping that in mind, we should really get going." Emiline started the truck and peeled out onto the road. "Oh, I'm not worried about them. Those losers will probably never notice what I took. But there is a certain gentleman that I don't really want to catch up with me. We had a little disagreement over a gold watch. Want to see it?" She leaned over to the glove box, pulled out an elaborate pocket watch, and dropped it between the cats. "Nice, huh? Mafia guys have the coolest stuff." Garfield looked at her in horror. Rapunzel noticed, and looked even more confused.
*I thought you said stealing was noble.*
*Well, uh, stealing FOOD is noble, most stealing is just neutral. But stealing from the Mafia is bad. Very bad.*
*Is it an injustice?*
*Er..uh...yes.*
*Then we must stop her!*
*I mean no! No! Not an injustice, nothing to stop, really, just not something to be associated with, if you know--*
*If it's not an injustice, what's wrong with it?*
*Rapunzel, there's this thing called danger...*
Rapunzel beamed. *I know all about danger! It's very noble! Is the Mafia in danger?*
Garfield sighed and shook his head. There was no reasoning with this cat. The truck jerked to a stop at a red light. Emiline glanced out the back window nervously, and fingered the watch. She looked at Garfield worriedly, then suddenly her face lit up. She pulled him over onto her lap and started wrapping the watch's chain around his collar.
"Hold still, kitty. I'm going to let you out here, and I want you to go away, you hear me?" She glanced out the window again. "I'm a kleptomaniac, not a masochist. If I haven't got it maybe they'll believe I didn't take it." She hooked the clasp and opened the passenger door. "Go on, get out there."
The cats jumped down and ran to the shoulder as the truck squealed away.
"So, as I was telling your girlfriend, we're pretty well set here. Check it out." She pulled a wad of bills in a red rubber band from her pocket. "I have dozens of these. The glove box is full of them. Do you want to know how I got them? I stole them. I steal everything. It's my one character flaw. I'm a klepto. Want to know something else? I don't even use them. You're eating stolen tuna fish, buddy." It didn't seem to phase Garfield. Rapunzel looked puzzled, and turned to him.
*Would stealing count as an injustice?*
He shook is head, and licked the tuna can. *No. Definitely not. Never. Actually, stealing food is a very noble thing to do.*
*Really?*
*Oh, yeah. It's right up there with...um...with opposing the revolution. You know, the spiders and stuff.*
"So, keeping that in mind, we should really get going." Emiline started the truck and peeled out onto the road. "Oh, I'm not worried about them. Those losers will probably never notice what I took. But there is a certain gentleman that I don't really want to catch up with me. We had a little disagreement over a gold watch. Want to see it?" She leaned over to the glove box, pulled out an elaborate pocket watch, and dropped it between the cats. "Nice, huh? Mafia guys have the coolest stuff." Garfield looked at her in horror. Rapunzel noticed, and looked even more confused.
*I thought you said stealing was noble.*
*Well, uh, stealing FOOD is noble, most stealing is just neutral. But stealing from the Mafia is bad. Very bad.*
*Is it an injustice?*
*Er..uh...yes.*
*Then we must stop her!*
*I mean no! No! Not an injustice, nothing to stop, really, just not something to be associated with, if you know--*
*If it's not an injustice, what's wrong with it?*
*Rapunzel, there's this thing called danger...*
Rapunzel beamed. *I know all about danger! It's very noble! Is the Mafia in danger?*
Garfield sighed and shook his head. There was no reasoning with this cat. The truck jerked to a stop at a red light. Emiline glanced out the back window nervously, and fingered the watch. She looked at Garfield worriedly, then suddenly her face lit up. She pulled him over onto her lap and started wrapping the watch's chain around his collar.
"Hold still, kitty. I'm going to let you out here, and I want you to go away, you hear me?" She glanced out the window again. "I'm a kleptomaniac, not a masochist. If I haven't got it maybe they'll believe I didn't take it." She hooked the clasp and opened the passenger door. "Go on, get out there."
The cats jumped down and ran to the shoulder as the truck squealed away.