Oh... Damn... how long has it been since I've last updated...? Uh... I offer my sincerest apologies I cannot say anything except for the fact that I've been lazy and concentrating on school... not to mention my recently getting a job, which I hate... but a job nonetheless. I'll try to update more this summer since I don't have to worry about school now... and I know I say that often but this time I'll do it dammit! Oh and if you see any errors, like grammar mistakes and awkward word placements let me know so I can change it, also because I decided I was just going to upload this without getting my editor to edit it since he is even lazier than me... and it would be months before you saw this. And I did read it twice! Without further ado... please enjoy this crappy reintroduction to Black Cat Encounters.

"Svenny-baby~! Look at what I just got!" Train shouted as he skipped into the room, quickly jumping over Eve's hair, which she had turned into an extended foot for the sole purpose of tripping Train.

Sven glanced over the rim of his newspaper. "And with what money…?"

"Oh how rude, Svenny-baby, I got it for us!"

Sven narrowed his eyes. "With what money?" he repeated in a lower tone.

Train smiled. "Oh Svenny~ here open it!"

And without further notice Train shoved the tiny package into Sven's previously full hands.

"The comics section…? Oh Svenny-baby I thought you just read the news…" And Train plopped down next to Sven and began intently reading Garfield.

Sven blinked several times and slowly and methodically began to unwrap the ugly brown wrapper covering what was sure to be something stupid.

Train began giggling uncontrollably to the point where he somehow ended up on the floor with the table flipped over on its side. Though it probably didn't help that Eve had once again attempted to trip him using only her hair, this time in the shape of a rope.

Sven tried to ignore the crash caused by his two annoying partners and concentrated on the task at hand. Trying to get the damn tape off the box. "Train…?"

"Hmmm?" Train asked from his spot on the floor.

"What type of tape did you use?"

Train looked thoughtful for a second. "Elmer's glue, scotch tape, aanndd carpenter's glue"

Sven sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "And why did you feel the need to use glue when all you needed was tape?"

Train grinned. "Because the box wasn't staying shut."

"Did you use the wrong side of the tape?" Eve asked as she continued to read Alice in Wonderland.

Train blinked slowly. "That would explain why the tape was sticking to my fingers…"

Eve laughed and mumbled "Idiot" as she turned the page of her book.

Sven took a deep breath. "You stupid moron!"

Train frowned. "But Svenny-baby! You'll regret saying that when you open the box!"

"You open the box dammit!" and he threw the box at Train's head.

Train quickly grabbed the box and stared at it. "Are you sure…?"

"Just open it if it's so important to you."

"Kay!" And he grabbed both ends of the package and pulled.

After a few seconds of struggling where both Eve and Sven did nothing but stare at Train making a fool of himself on the floor. There came a ripping sound and the box tore open. And out came a…

"A whistle?!" Sven shouted.

Eve rolled her eyes and went back to reading.

Train blinked and grinned slowly. "There was a guy outside with this really weird truck shaped like a hotdog giving out these cool whistles if you paid him 2 bucks for a hotdog!"

Sven's right eye twitched. "You bought yourself food and give me some cheap-ass plastic whistle!"

Train's grin grew wider if that was at all possible. "Not just for you! I got three whistles!" And he pulled out two slightly dented whistles and tossed one to Eve, whose hair turned in a baseball catcher's mitt to catch the whistle.

Train blew into his and sighed happily. "See it works!"

"It didn't make a damn sound!"

"..It's supposed to make a sound?"

"You... are... impossible!"

Eve stared at the tiny plastic thing in her hands and after a couple of seconds placed it by her mouth and blew. A tiny whistling sound emitted from her whistle.

Sven stopped yelling at Train to look at Eve who was smiling. "This is fun."

Train smiled. "See! Someone here appreciates the Oscar Mayer Weenie Whistle!"

... I have... no words... This just reminded me of the time I went inside the Weenie mobile and get a free whistle... though... I wish they were cooking hotdogs... ah well... that's my excuse and I'm sticking with it!