Toy Wars, continued.

Allie: Well, hello there, you lovely little bit of rabbit fur.
Shall we play?

...and by "play", I mean STAY AWAY FROM FARADAY.

Rabbit Toy: *gulp* uhhh, yeah...sure....

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Motivational Speech.

Faraday: Now, listen here, Mister Snakey....
You an' me hasta have a little conversation on the kind of kitties you associate wif an' stuffs.

Seriouslies, Mister Snakey, this is gonna hurt me more than it hurts you.
But it's for your own good.

Whaddaya mean, you has a mind of your own?
Wait, whaaa—?
*Epic scuffle ensues*

Are we clear on the rules, now? NO SLOBBERY SISTERS, capiche?

... Good.

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9/11 Day of Remembrance

We remember, and we pray for families everywhere whose lives, still today, remain affected by the events that happened on that fateful day. 

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Toy Wars, Episode 4.

Allie: *scuffle, scratch, slobber, grunt*

Faraday: MOMMMMM! Allie's drooling all over my Mister Snakey Toy!

Maxwell: *long-suffering sigh-h-h*

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I ain't afraid of no gurlz.

Maxwell: Dood, I wouldn't. That's Allie's bird feather toy.

Faraday: Pffft. I'm not afraid of no stinkin' sister.

Faraday: Imma play and chase and KEEL IT DEAD! Yeeeeee-haw!

Allie: If you've drooled all over my feathers, Brat, you're going to wish you'd never been born. 

You'd better start praying now, because I will leave no stone unturned in my wrath.

Do you hear what I'm saying, boy...?

Faraday: . . . .

***

Framed: maybe so?

Was Maxwell set up on Monday...or wasn't he? 

Allie: Girlcats don't play and tell.

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Framed...or not?

Faraday: Hey, Maxie, look!  It's Allie's bird toy.
Quick! While no one's looking...play wif it!

Maxwell: This is, like, a trick question or something....

Allie's around the corner, watching me this very minute, isn't she? 

Right? Am I right???

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