"Thanks guys!" Frankie said, dashing into the kitchen.
"I'm still a little nervous." Muffin said sheepishly.
"I barely know anyone here…"
"It's okay!" Bloo said
"I remember when I first came here too, I didn't know anyone either."
"Follow us!" Bloo grasped Muffin's paw.
"This is the dining room," Mac said.
"And there's your seat!" Bloo pointed to Muffin's chair.
"I've never eaten at a table before…" Muffin said sadly.
"I've always eaten out of a pet dish, and the stuff I ate was gross!"
"So, you've never tasted ice-cream or pizza or cake or-"
Bloo was then cut off.
"No, I haven't!" Muffin said loudly.
"You poor, poor soul…" Bloo patted Muffin on the head.
"Wow, what did Joe even feed you?" Mac asked curiously.
"Canned cat food." Muffin showed a disgusted look. She was grossed out just by talking about it.
"EW!" Bloo cried.
"Here! Take my cookie! This will help get that taste out of your mouth!"
"Cookie?" Muffin asked.
She took the cookie and smelled it, and her mouth started to water. She took a bite, but then immediately horked it down.
"Can I have another?" She asked.
"Not until after dinner." Mac said.
"Frankie said she'd prepared something nice for you. Speaking of which, the kitchen is right there."
"Oh, I can't wait to eat! I wasn't given any breakfast or lunch." Muffin said.
"Man, I never knew how bad you had it…" Mac said sadly.
"C'mon! We still have the rest of the whole house to tour!" Bloo said impatiently.
"Bloo! Hold your horses! Geez!" Mac said in annoyance.
"It's fine!" Muffin said.
"We should be moving on anyway!"
They then started walking down the hall.
"Here's the game room, the bathroom, the laundry room, the medical room, the music room, the nursery….." Mac continued. They would enter each room and check them all out.
"And here's your room, at least, I think it's yours…" Said Mac, confused.
"Wait, you THINK!?" Bloo asked.
"Frankie didn't exactly make it clear, but I think this is the room with only one imaginary friend inside."
"Wait, so I'll have a roommate?" Muffin asked.
"Yep!" Bloo said.
"We all have to share a room!"
"Hello Bloo, hey Mac!" Mabel Licorice said, walking to her room.
"Is this your room?" Asked Muffin.
"Yes, but I was told I would soon have a new roommate. My old roommate moved out, he was adopted." Mabel said
"I think I'm your new roommate…" Muffin said, giving a shy smile.
"Oh my gosh, it's you?! You're Muffin, right?" Mabel asked excitedly.
"Yes, that's me!" Muffin said happily,
"Wow! Everyone's talking about you! And now you're my roommate! This is so exciting!"
Mabel exclaimed. "We can play videogames, and do each other's nails and-"
"I don't have nails…" Muffin said, cutting her off.
"Wait, what?!" Bloo, Mac, and Mabel all yelled in shock.
"Joe declawed me so I couldn't escape from him." Muffin said, trying not to tear up.
"You poor thing!" Mabel said, still astonished.
"I'm assuming that scar on your face was also caused by him?"
"Yes, my eye too, and even my tail. I used to have a long, fluffy tail, but he docked it, and now, I can't balance like I could before." Muffin's eyes started to tear.
"I don't even look like myself anymore, I look ugly! I wish I didn't have these scars!"
"You don't look ugly! Also, isn't what's inside that counts?" Mac said supportingly.
"Yeah, I think you're a great imaginary friend!" Bloo added.
"How could anyone be so jerky to someone like you?"
"I'm so sorry about what you had to go through…." Mabel said sadly.
"I'm Mabel Licorice by the way, but please, call me Mabel."
"Nice to meet you…" Muffin said shyly.
"And thanks for your support guys…."
"Attention everyone! Please make your way to the dining room! Dinner is served!" Mr. Herriman called over the intercom.
"Oh boy! Muffin ran as she could to the dining room, the others followed.
"Wait up Muffin!" Bloo called.
