Chapter Twenty-Eight

The time machine comes to a stop with a buzz. Yellowfang and Wikipedia step out. A large house looms in front of them, casting a dark shadow over the front lawn.

Yellowfang: Okay Smarty Pants, where are we?

Wikipedia: August 4th, 189... oh no.

Yellowfang: What?

Wikipedia: August 4th, 1892. The day Lizzie Borden supposedly killed her parents. And if I'm right, which I always am, the murders will take place any second now.

Yellowfang: Murder is fun. I wanna watch.

Wikipedia: Yellowfang no.

Yellowfang: Yellowfang yes. *runs into house*

Wikipedia: Why does she never listen? *follows Yellowfang*

The two cats go into the house, moving as quietly as possible. They look around a bit until finally, Yellowfang starts to head upstairs, Wikipedia following close behind. Upstairs they find a middle aged woman doing laundry.

Yellowfang: Why is she doing laundry? Why doesn't she make her husband do it? It's his freaking underwear!

Wikipedia: Yellowfang no.

Yellowfang: Yellowfang yes.

Yellowfang then picks up the hatchet that is conveniently placed right next to the door. She then leaps on Mrs. Borden and chops her up, all the while screaming "LAUNDRY! FEMINISM!"

When she was finally finished, she went to sit down next to Wikipedia, slowly washing the blood off her paws. Then they heard the back open and footsteps. Suddenly the footsteps stopped and the two cats crept out of the room to investigate.

At the bottom of the stairs, there was the couch. A man lay on the couch, resting his eyes.

Yellowfang: Look at him. Asleep down here while his poor wife does all the work.

Wikipedia: You've already done enough damage.

Yellowfang: So?

Wikipedia: Yellowfang, NO.

Yellowfang: YES

Yellowfang then proceeds to murder the man with the same hatchet used on his wife. After a few brutal slices, Wikipedia manages to drag Yellowfang out of the house and into the time machine, hatchet still in hand.

The time machine buzzes and they are gone.

Wikipedia: Gosh, sometimes it's like raising a three-year-old, seriously.

Written by Sushi, who would like to apologize for the crappy formatting, as she did this on a school computer when she should have been doing English work.

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