Disclaimer: I OWN GARFIELD!! HAHAHAHAHA!…-(Binky appears and throws a pie at F. of F.'s face)- HEY!*%$# -(Binky does it again)- Alright alright…I DON'T OWN GARFIELD, OKAY? -(Binky disappears)- phew! Now on with the story.
P.S. Italics are thoughts.
It was a sunny day outside (Saturday). Garfield was napping in the grass, dreaming of the endless pan of lasagna. Odie was quietly chasing his tail nearby. Jon was playing his accordion, singing off-key. Surprisingly, Garfield didn't seem to be disturbed.
Suddenly he jumped up and onto Jon's accordian, then tore it apart. Jon gasped.
"GARFIELD!!!!!!!!!!!" He yelled. I'm sick of that accordion and your singing, Garfield replied.
The next day, Jon slept late. Garfield snuck into the fridge before Jon woke up. (You can guess what happened next.)
~ An hour later ~
"GARFIELD!" Jon screamed. "EXPLAIN THIS TO ME!" But Garfield didn't explain (as usual) and continued playing with some mice.
~ Monday ~
Garfield pondered about buying every pan of lasagna and how. He decided on stealing Jon's wallet. Once he did that, he went to the mall to shop for lasagna. Jon noticed that his wallet was gone, stolen by Garfield. Jon thought it over.
The instant Garfield got home, Jon shouted,
"THAT'S IT! You are on your way to the pound!" Drat, thought Garfield. Jon went into the house and called the city pound, but Garfield slipped away, unnoticed.
How d'ya like it so far? I know it sounds really bad, but this was hard to make exciting. I need at least one review to continue.