R4994W: Ok, I'm over my sugar rush. Rose: Is she really? No she can't be. She really is! I hope you know your going to be really fat in a couple of days. R4994W: No I'm not. I got a high metabolism so I can eat and eat and eat all I want and all that sugar turns into energy instead of bubbling fat.

Rose: Hey, no fair! If I eat a crap load of sugar of anything I get fat and have to do actual work to burn is all off. Trust me, I love being thin!

R4994W: Nothing in this world is fair.

Tiger: Oh yeah? Well, keep eating like that and you will be that fattest thing I know by the time your forty.

R4994W: Hey! You're supposed to be on my side! Come here! (lunges for Tiger and catches him) Haha! You're my fuzzy kitty kitty. (cuddles him again)

Disclaimer: Hey in one hour, twenty-two minutes, and thirty six seconds I will officially own Ed's arm, which I'm going to buy on Ebay! Wait, oh & someone just put a bigger bid on his arm!

Chapter 6 The Meeting

The next morning I woke up early. Even before the dogs. I hurried and got dressed. I let out Goldie and mounted her. I put her into a steady trot. I was on in hurry. Suddenly I heard a little meow. It was terribly faint. I couldn't tell where it was coming from. I dismounted and looked around. I had plenty of time. I searched all around the timber walkway I was on. I saw a little rustling in the leaves. I walked over and stared at the pile.

A little furry, tabby paw poked out. I rushed over and carefully lifted away the leaves. Out poked a tiny, tabby head. I gently picked up the tiny kitten. She felt so fragile.

"You poor thing. Come on, you can come with me. You just have to be quite." I put the tiny kitten in the big pocket of my sweater. "Well, better get going."

I mounted Goldie, again, carefully this time. I rode over to the building and knocked on the door. The private with the broken nose answered. He looked at me in anger, but took me to the captain.

I walked into the office and sat down. He wasn't there. He must have been doing something else at the time. I felt a little sharp claw pierce my stomach. "Ow!"

"What's the matter?" asked the captain as he walked in.

"Umm… I don't know what you mean."

"You just yelled 'Ow!'"

"No I didn't." I tried to change the subject. "So, any chance you'll give me my necklace?" I gave him a little smile.

He walked over and locked the door. Now I felt uncomfortable. "Here's your pretty little locket." He threw it at me. I caught it and quickly put it around my neck.

"Well I guess I'll be going now." I got up and walked towards the door.

"No you don't. You're not leaving this office until I ask you some questions." He came over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Let go you pervert!" I swung around and punched him in the face. I darted for the door, but stopped short remembering it was locked.

The captain was furious. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me up against the wall. My head hit it with a bad smack.

"First of all, you will not talk to me that way. Second of all, how dare you hit me? And third-"

"Meow." Came a tiny voice from my pocket.

"What was that?" said the captain.

I looked up innocently at him and pulled out the kitten. The captain let go of my shoulders and backed away. He was really shocked.

"You brought that filthy, mangy, scrawny, flea bitten cat into a military building? What were you thinking?"

"Well, I found her when I was coming over. I couldn't just leave her." I said quietly.

He took the kitten and put it in his desk. "You won't get her back until you answer my questions."

"You can't threaten me over a kitten!" Now I was mad.

"Why not?"

"It's inhuman!"

"So, it's just a filthy animal."

I snapped. I ran towards him and punched him. Before my fist could hit him he grabbed it. I tried to hit him again, but he blocked by grabbing that fist. He spun me around so that I was leaning up against his chest, my arms crossed. His arms were crossed over mine still holding my wrists.

He got up close to my ear and said, "I don't want to hurt you. If you just do things my way, everything will be all right," His breath was warm, but not as warm as this blasted room.

Still enraged in anger I tried to get away. The more I struggled, the tighter his grip was. He was like a human boa squeezing tighter and tighter on its prey.

I lifted up my foot and stomped down on his foot. He yelled out in pain and let go of me. I quickly ran to the other side of the room and stood in a fighting stance.

Without looking, he threw fire at me. I had no choice but to put up my hands. I felt a stinging on my hands. Then it turned into the worst possible pain you could think of. I screamed out in pain as I looked at my hands. They were burnt and bloody. He took a good punch at my head. I fell to the ground and lost all consciousness.

R4994W: Hey what happened to all the sodas?

Rose: You drank them all.

R4994W: No correction. I drank 11 of them. There should be one left.

Matt: Sleeeeerrrrrrppppp! Oh… ummm… sorry?

R4994W: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My soda! Ahhhhhh! ( lunges for Matt and tackles him to the ground and gets the soda back)

Rose: Wait your not going to drink that are you?

R4994W: Well duh.

Rose: But he already drank from it!

R4994W: I don't believe in cooties. I'm a country girl! (takes a big chug of soda) MMMMMmmmmm.

Tiger: R'nR