Carmelita and the Annoying Cakesniffing Randomness
Authors Note: When I first published this, I had all kinds of ideas. But since I only rated it K plus just to be on the safe side, some were too violent or otherwise inappropriate and had to be dropped.
So, well, I'm not a cakesniffer, so go hug a V. F. D member
Also, thank you to my latest reviewers: Goldie Roth and Missy Carmelita Spats!
It was thundering horribly, and our favorite Carmelita of all of the Carmelitas, Carmelita Spats, was, along with Esmé, was watching a horror movie. The weather thundered accordingly, almost as if it were glad to have a reason to bring itself out. Carmelita fumbled for the remote. "Esmé, I want to watch cartoons." she said.
"No, Carmelita, we are going to watch the movie." Esmé said.
But every time the ghosts came on the screen, Carmelita wet her pants a little bit. Finally, Esme got a diaper and put it on her.
"Nononononononononononono!" Carmelita protested.
"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!" Esmé argued.
About ten minutes later, Carmelita told Esmé to get her some popcorn. When she did, Carmelita clicked off the movie, called Julie over, and spent the next half hour acting out Nations of the World (if you know where that is from please say so, I'm doing a sort of contest) until Esmé came in, put the movie back on, and shooed Julie out the door.
Carmelita was tired of that song and dance so she went to bed.
Sorry so short, but I've got other stories to update and I haven't posted a new chapter since last year.