Honestly, I have no idea where this idea came from. But, it was kinda funny and fun to write anyway. LOL.
Kitty looked at her piece of paper and thought of how to perform. She nodded and squatted down on her hands extended from her face like whiskers as she squeaked.
" An idiot!" Evan guessed.
" A fish!" Kurt cheered.
" No, it's not a fish! It's my car!" Scott chimed in.
" Car?!" Kitty screached, " How do you, like, get a car from that?!"
" Sounds like my car."
" No talking allowed, Kitty!" Kurt scolded. Kitty sighed and put her hand behind her and swooshed it and continued to squeak.
" It's Kurt!" Evan called.
" I don't squeak!"
Evan grabbed Kurt's tail and gave it a yank. Kurt's immediate reply was a high pitched squeal followed by him squeaking out obsenities in German.
" Enough," Scott warned. " It's still Kitty's turn."
Kurt gave a growl and began to roll on the carpet. Evan glanced down at him. " What are you doing?"
" I'm releasing my secret power!" He declared as he sat back up and scooted over to Evan, who eyed him nervously. Kurt brought his tail around Evan's shoulder and just barely touched his neck with the spade of his tail.
*CRACK!*
The loudest static shock rang through the room. Scott and Kitty glanced at them.
" Ow! Man! What you do THAT for?!" Evan rubbed his neck. Kurt, who was expecting satisfaction grabbed hold of his tail and clenched his teeth. " I didn't know it was going to be that powerful! Mein Gott!" He stuck the tip of the spade of his tail into his mouth to dull the pain.
" Hello! Like, it's still my turn!" Kitty whined. Again, she squeaked and began to scamp about.
" Toad?" Scott asked.
" No way, Dude." Evan laughed, " Not even Tolanksy would run around like that."
" Uhm....my great grandmother, Ethel!" Kurt cheered out.
" Kurt, be realistic," Scott scolded, " We don't even KNOW your great grandmother Ethel."
" Consider yourself lucky," he muttered in reply. " She got the job as the bearded lady. Woman has more hair on her face than I do on my whole fuzzy body."
Evan brought a hand to his mouth and pretended to gag, " I didn't need to visualize that, Kurt."
" Ewww!" Kitty cried, " That's, like so nasty!"
Kurt turned to Kitty, " Well, Libchein, when you are a 110 bearded lady, you tell me how lovely YOU look."
" Are you guys gonna, like, guess what I am or what?!"
" You are...." Kurt began.
" Don't even THINK about comparing me to another of your totally freaky circus relatives or I'll, like, totally be pulling your tail out by the roots!"
" Well, so much for guessing Uncle Jack."
Evan and Scott let out a laugh.
" Oh! For the love of God! I'm a MOUSE! A MOUSE! Like, how could you NOT guess a MOUSE?!"
A brief silence and all in unison, " Oh!"
" Dude, Kitty," Kurt laughed, " Why didn't you just point to your t-shirt?"
" Or put on the headband?" Evan added.
" Or point to the picture on your high-tops?" Scott chimed in.
" What?!" Kitty hissed, thouroughly annoyed.
" You are wearing a Mighty Mouse t-shirt," Kurt smiled. Evan grabbed the headband, " And you bought this Mickey Mouse headband at Disneyland last month." Scott nodded and pointed to her high-tops, " And you have Tom & Jerry shoes."
Kitty, not believing the stupidity of the male company threw a hand over her face, " Oh brother!"
END
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