"Ok so the Satrat is kinda ready... We might fit." Dyedkit mused with a stern face.

"How in the world will we fit in that? It's half the size of the real thing!"

Dyedkits room was mildly chilly, but they had pulled a pillow over the air conditioner. Flashkit and Dyedkit were still making everything for the talent show for the start of their first school year. Dyedkit had made the Satrat, though it's tree shape was more of a cardboard mush, and Flashkit was nearly done with every item. It was mid afternoon and they had both eaten a lunch of raw bacon mixed with a few herbs (Which they both dropped out the window) and gone through the play at least a million times. Flashkit darted over to Dyedkit and snatched a roll of cardboard from behind him with her small claws and unrolled like HALF of it. Snipping it off with her teeth, she matched it up with the circumference(Not like show knows what that is, lol!) of Dyedkit's already made Satrat trunk. While Dyedkit groaned, rolling his eyes while transferring to making the Sonic V-Twig, Flashkit twisted the cardboard roll intensely, pushing it on and on.

Dyedkit Whittled a small crevice in the V-Twig they called "Sonic", which spread bark dust everywhere, and stuck a glow stick carefully into the tunnel. Just when Flashkit though the trunk looked tall enough, Dyedkit's mother nudged the door in. Quick as a weasel, Flashkit did the least she could and grabbed some tape in her mouth, draped it over on side of her trunk, then plopped back down.

"What in the Moons name are you doing?" She hissed.

"You've made a mess that even I can't believe! Oh go on, finish it. Don't let me interfere!" She growled sarcastically and padded off, slamming the door behind her.

"That was a close one!" Dyedkit muttered, and Flashkit nodded, finally remembering to close her gapping jaw. Gosh that was blood-chilling!(For a nearly 6-moon!)Shaking her head, she got back to work on the Satrat. When the both finished, Flashkit having had enough time to make even more items, it was practically night.

"I better leave. I'll take the stuff with me, you keep the Satrat. We can practice tomorrow if possible. Bye!" Flashkit yowled over her back, and dragged a brown sack out of Dyedkits house. Did Dad miss me?

"Bye Flashkit! Take care!" Dyedkit yowled back excitedly.

She soon found out the answer.

"FLASHKIT! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN?" Screamed her father as she hauled the bag in.

"I was at Dyedkits place! We were making things for the talent show... Sorry!" She winced. The warm house was still and silent.

"Never heard a worse lie in my life!" Her father growled fiercely and snached her bag, threw it across the hall into her room, then shoved her in to. He left her there, locked the door without a word, slipped a plate with a turkey dinner under, and hissed his final words at the door.

"Never, EVER run away again! You here me? Never!"

Though her hot tears, Flashkit managed to choke out "I-I didn't... I didn't..."

AN:

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