Comet: hey owner. What's in the bag, food?

Nancy: oh Comet! Your gonna love him!

Comet: is it a toy? Oh wait, you need to kill the food first?

Anonymous: mow

Comet: what was that?

Nancy: comet, I brought home a..... little brother!

Nancy puts tickle on the floor.

Comet: NANCY YOU BETRAYED ME YOU BETTER GET THAT TURD CAT AWAY FROM ME NOW! *HIIIISSSSSSSS*

Nancy: oh comet. You'll love him more once you warm up to him...

comet: GOD..... TAKE IT AWAY!

Few days later...

Tickle: hey comet let's go scratch the curtains

Comet: I'm busy

Tickle: doing what?

Comet: thinking of a plan, now go away brat

Tickle: what's the plan for?

Comet: not telling now go away

Tickle: fine then I'll scratch the stupid ugly curtains myself

Comet: good. That way Nancy will send you back

To be continued...