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Chapter III
Escape
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Garfield was indeed in hot water. There seemed to be no hope to get out of this mess. He was prohibited to go outside for the day, and of watching television. But there had to be somehow that he could sneak past the rules to see Midnight. Garfield spent his day conjuring up a plan.
Outdoors Odie was being his usual idiotic self by chasing his tail around in circles, or trying to scratch a specific spot on his back but was out of reach. Why didn't he just rub his back against a tree? Garfield was lucky to be born from an intelligent species. Though that did him no good at his current crisis.
Garfield looked out the window longingly. Yearning to be free outdoors, like Odie. Why didn't Garfield just sneak through the doggy door and escape his prison? Well, he would. But it wasn't so simple since Jon was keeping a particular eye on Garfield.
His senses picked up a familiar voice outside. Midnight was perched up on the top of the fence glancing around eagerly, like she was looking for someone. Was she searching for him? He sighed, and lied back down. Jon, who sat behind him, caught his depressed sighed, and exhaled his own stress.
"It's only for one day Garfield." Jon reassured his furry companion. "You'll live."
"Unless I die of boredom." Mumbled Garfield grumpily. "There has to be a way to see Midnight. But there is no way I could do that, unless I was Odie." Then, a mischievous grin spread across his furry lips, something he did when he had a conniving plot. He leaped from the window to the floor and scurried off quickly. Jon arched a brow, "Cats." He murmured disgustedly. "One moment they are sleepy, grouchy, or depressed, then they are alert, playful, and happy."
Garfield scrambled through one of Jon's closets, tossing random junk behind him, and pulled out an orange textured costume from the bottom of the filthy pile. He smirked devilishly; this had been Odie's Halloween costume from last year. Garfield had dressed up like Odie, and Odie like Garfield. It was a special costume that Jon's grandmother made just a month before her passing.
Now it was only a matter of waiting. His plan was already in motion; he would wait for Odie to come back indoors, which would be around a little before the sun would set. Then Garfield would throw his plan into action. So in the meanwhile, Garfield snuggled with Pooky and fell into his own little slumber land. A nap was a great way to pass by the time while he waited. He snuggled closer to Pooky, and gave him a tight squeeze. "..Midnight.." He mumbled absently in his sleep.
~
Garfield felt something licking his cheek. Midnight? Garfield forced his eyes open; he saw a blurry figure of something hovering over him. "Midnight?" It licked him again on the cheek and barked. "Odie!" Garfield cried frantically. "Yuck!" He moaned, and whipped the thick saliva was from fur. Odie snickered at the fact that he thought he was his lovely girlfriend from the next door.
"Shut up Odie." Garfield growled, even though Odie had not yet made a comment. Then he remembered something that he had to do. The plan!
"Odie, ol' pal, ol' buddy! I need to ask a favor from you." Garfield said with a smile.
Odie knew this couldn't be good. He slowly started to back away from the evil feline, but just backed up into a wall. "Come here Odie." Garfield said with an evil smirk. The only thing Odie saw was two paws groping him and pulling some kind of fabric over him.
"There, perfect." Garfield exclaimed happily.
Odie dared to open his eyes. He yelped when he saw that his fur was orange instead of his usual pale yellow, and to make it all worse, he had all the features of a cat. The first thought he had that was Garfield went mad and turned him in to a cat. He began to panic.
"Calm down boy! It's only a costume, stupid head." Garfield rolled his eyes, and Odie gave a sigh of relief. Now he won't cough up hair balls after all.
"Okay, here is the plan. I am going to sneak out in this costume so that he thinks I'm you and your going to stay here and act like me while he thinks your me. Got it?"
Odie scratched his head in a confused manner. This got Garfield very agitated. "Pretend to be me, and I will pretend to be you. Got it now?" Odie blinked. "I'll take that as a yes."
He could hear footsteps of Jon's. He quickly pulled the mask over his face and waited anxiously to see if the plan would work. Jon stumbled in, and looked down at them with a stern look. Garfield gulped.
"Hello Garfield, Odie!" He chirped, and walked past them and moved towards the refrigerator. Garfield wiped a coat of sweat from his brow. That was close.
Garfield whispered to Odie one last time before leaving, "Try to remember what I said. It may hurt, but I'm sure you can manage." Odie gave him a salute before he left. "I'm doomed." Garfield murmured grimly and exits. When he walked outdoors he inhaled the sweet air of freedom. It felt nice to be outside once more, even if the sun was going down.
His stomach did a flip; it was time for his date with Midnight. He walked over to the flower patch, and ripped a bouquet of flowers from the dirt, then jumped over the fence and over to the neighbors yard. He gazed around, then his heart dropped to the ground at the sight he saw.
Chapter III
Escape
=^___________________________^=
Garfield was indeed in hot water. There seemed to be no hope to get out of this mess. He was prohibited to go outside for the day, and of watching television. But there had to be somehow that he could sneak past the rules to see Midnight. Garfield spent his day conjuring up a plan.
Outdoors Odie was being his usual idiotic self by chasing his tail around in circles, or trying to scratch a specific spot on his back but was out of reach. Why didn't he just rub his back against a tree? Garfield was lucky to be born from an intelligent species. Though that did him no good at his current crisis.
Garfield looked out the window longingly. Yearning to be free outdoors, like Odie. Why didn't Garfield just sneak through the doggy door and escape his prison? Well, he would. But it wasn't so simple since Jon was keeping a particular eye on Garfield.
His senses picked up a familiar voice outside. Midnight was perched up on the top of the fence glancing around eagerly, like she was looking for someone. Was she searching for him? He sighed, and lied back down. Jon, who sat behind him, caught his depressed sighed, and exhaled his own stress.
"It's only for one day Garfield." Jon reassured his furry companion. "You'll live."
"Unless I die of boredom." Mumbled Garfield grumpily. "There has to be a way to see Midnight. But there is no way I could do that, unless I was Odie." Then, a mischievous grin spread across his furry lips, something he did when he had a conniving plot. He leaped from the window to the floor and scurried off quickly. Jon arched a brow, "Cats." He murmured disgustedly. "One moment they are sleepy, grouchy, or depressed, then they are alert, playful, and happy."
Garfield scrambled through one of Jon's closets, tossing random junk behind him, and pulled out an orange textured costume from the bottom of the filthy pile. He smirked devilishly; this had been Odie's Halloween costume from last year. Garfield had dressed up like Odie, and Odie like Garfield. It was a special costume that Jon's grandmother made just a month before her passing.
Now it was only a matter of waiting. His plan was already in motion; he would wait for Odie to come back indoors, which would be around a little before the sun would set. Then Garfield would throw his plan into action. So in the meanwhile, Garfield snuggled with Pooky and fell into his own little slumber land. A nap was a great way to pass by the time while he waited. He snuggled closer to Pooky, and gave him a tight squeeze. "..Midnight.." He mumbled absently in his sleep.
~
Garfield felt something licking his cheek. Midnight? Garfield forced his eyes open; he saw a blurry figure of something hovering over him. "Midnight?" It licked him again on the cheek and barked. "Odie!" Garfield cried frantically. "Yuck!" He moaned, and whipped the thick saliva was from fur. Odie snickered at the fact that he thought he was his lovely girlfriend from the next door.
"Shut up Odie." Garfield growled, even though Odie had not yet made a comment. Then he remembered something that he had to do. The plan!
"Odie, ol' pal, ol' buddy! I need to ask a favor from you." Garfield said with a smile.
Odie knew this couldn't be good. He slowly started to back away from the evil feline, but just backed up into a wall. "Come here Odie." Garfield said with an evil smirk. The only thing Odie saw was two paws groping him and pulling some kind of fabric over him.
"There, perfect." Garfield exclaimed happily.
Odie dared to open his eyes. He yelped when he saw that his fur was orange instead of his usual pale yellow, and to make it all worse, he had all the features of a cat. The first thought he had that was Garfield went mad and turned him in to a cat. He began to panic.
"Calm down boy! It's only a costume, stupid head." Garfield rolled his eyes, and Odie gave a sigh of relief. Now he won't cough up hair balls after all.
"Okay, here is the plan. I am going to sneak out in this costume so that he thinks I'm you and your going to stay here and act like me while he thinks your me. Got it?"
Odie scratched his head in a confused manner. This got Garfield very agitated. "Pretend to be me, and I will pretend to be you. Got it now?" Odie blinked. "I'll take that as a yes."
He could hear footsteps of Jon's. He quickly pulled the mask over his face and waited anxiously to see if the plan would work. Jon stumbled in, and looked down at them with a stern look. Garfield gulped.
"Hello Garfield, Odie!" He chirped, and walked past them and moved towards the refrigerator. Garfield wiped a coat of sweat from his brow. That was close.
Garfield whispered to Odie one last time before leaving, "Try to remember what I said. It may hurt, but I'm sure you can manage." Odie gave him a salute before he left. "I'm doomed." Garfield murmured grimly and exits. When he walked outdoors he inhaled the sweet air of freedom. It felt nice to be outside once more, even if the sun was going down.
His stomach did a flip; it was time for his date with Midnight. He walked over to the flower patch, and ripped a bouquet of flowers from the dirt, then jumped over the fence and over to the neighbors yard. He gazed around, then his heart dropped to the ground at the sight he saw.