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It all started when our predictably heroic protagonist, Krutches, woke up in a fanstic pumpkin patch. It was the first time it had happened. Feeling excessively pleased, Krutches poked a gerbil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). As if it really mattered he realized that his beloved Cereal box was missing! Immediately he called his redheaded stepchild of a 'friend', Narcissy. Krutches had known Narcissy for (plus or minus) 2,000 years, the majority of which were exotic ones. Narcissy was unique. She was smart though sometimes a little... oafish. Krutches called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Narcissy picked up to a very angry Krutches. Narcissy calmly assured him that most legless puppies sigh before mating, yet 3-legged wallabies usually exotically turn red *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Krutches. Why was Narcissy trying to distract Krutches? Because she had snuck out from Krutches's with the Cereal box only five days prior. It was a enchanting little Cereal box... how could she resist?

It didn't take long before Krutches got back to the subject at hand: his Cereal box. Narcissy sighed. Relunctantly, Narcissy invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Cereal box. Krutches grabbed his George Foreman grill and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Narcissy realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the Cereal box and she had to do it aimlessly. She figured that if Krutches took the gas-guzzling, ecology-destroying, tankish SUV, she had take at least three minutes before Krutches would get there. But if he took the Beetle? Then Narcissy would be alarmingly screwed.

Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Narcissy was interrupted by eleven clueless Cats that were lured by her Cereal box. Narcissy shuddered; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling pleased, she recklessly reached for her ninja star and carefully attacked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the haunted thicket, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Beetle rolling up. It was Krutches.