Hey yall! Here is chapter 4 of my book. I no one says anything on this one, I will not post any more chapters because it feels pointless. Please tell me if you ike it and I recomend you read chapters 1 2 &3 before this one.

Chapter Four

Baggage

Xandria had a plan of some sort. Confuzzled, I asked what was going to go down.

“Not now Memow! I am busy enough at the moment, thank you very much!” Xandria proclaimed with annoyance in her voice. She then stupidly flung her satchel into the train’s car. It made a large clunk sound and wailed in pain.

“AAAAAHHHHHHOOOO!!!! The heck was that for?!” yelled the bag. That awful creature they call Luke, ‘ya know, the one from earlier; crawled out of the bag and onto the floor.

“WHY THE HECK WERE YOU IN MY BAG?!” yelled Xandria.

“I-I climbed into the red bag like you said!”

“I meant the sleeping bag you weirdo!”

“Sorry I-”

All of a sudden the train began to move. I hopped out of Xandria’s arms and sprang into action. I jumped up onto the platform of the train's car. It began to pick up the pace a bit.

“Hop on!” yelled Luke. He held out his arm for Xandria to grab onto. I guess he did have some care for other living organisms. She grasped his arm.

“Oww! Just climb up already!”

“I’m climbing! I’m climbing! Stop being such a baby!”

After that craziness was over, We all kind of just sat quietly. It was kind of awkward. Whenever I tried saying something,  they would shoosh me.  That was it! I couldn’t take it any more! I had to use my magic. You most likely don’t know what I’m talking about. Cats can store magic in their tails. There are several quite complex rules to follow with how it works, and I won’t waste your time.

Anyway, I used my magic. I said,

“Well this is boring.”

“Y-y-you can talk?” Xandria and Luke said in unison.

“Well Duh!” I said,“How dumb are you?”

“This is madness! If you could talk, why didn’t you?” Xandria asked.

“I never felt like it!” I smugly responded,”Why do you talk?

“You are the weirdest cat I’ve ever met ever!” said Luke.

“Why thank you very much my semi-good child!”

“By the way… Xandria, where are we going?”

“Don’t worry about it Luke. You’ll just forget anyway!”

“No I will NOT!”

“Okay then oh wise one, when is my birthday?”

“Ummm…”

“Well,”

“Wa-wa-wait! I know this one! I know this one!  It’s on the tip of my tongue! Febuuuary…..9th?”

“November 18th”

“I knew that! When is myyy birthday?”

“July 8th”

“No it is not it happens to be- you’re right.”

“Why does arguing solve anything?” I yelled before this could get carried away.

“It doesn't” smugly replied Xandria.

“So just answer you brother! Where are we going?”

“We are going…”

There was a huge scream. I turned around to see if Luke was okay. Sure enough, it was him who screamed. A mouse was sitting on his lap. I walked over to him. I gave him the stink eye. If you don’t know what that is, go look at a cat for a while, and you will be able to tell. I picked the mouse up in my mouth and ate it. Luke screamed again.

“What now pesky human?” I asked.

“You ate a MOUSE!” Luke disgustedly replied.

“I am a cat you know.”

Just then, the light shifted. It was getting late. Xandria began doing something. I didn’t get to see what it was. I fell asleep. I am a cat after all.

I wrote a book! Here is chapter 3. Please read chapters 1&2 before this one.

Chapter Three

Train

Memow and I were on our way to the train station. It wasn’t that far away from our home.

“Wait… Where the heck are we going???” Is most likely what you are asking right now. I have come up with a scheme. A magnificent wonderful brilliant  scheme. I am going to take a train back to my old house in Biddeford, Maine. Unfortunately, I am currently in Columbus, Ohio. My family moved here because of my dad. We could no longer afford the rent on our house. You probably don’t feel like crying, so onward and upward with my tale.  When we finally finished Our quest of eternity, my arm was just about ready to fall off. My bag was so flipping heavy!

“Ticket please,” said Troy. his name tag had a big smudge of grease (at least I hope so) on it.

“Certainly!” I said with a smirk on my face. I pulled out my ticket and handed it to Troy. He examined it closely.

“Hmm,” his deep voice boomed as if it were a cannon being blasted at full force,”This multipass expired twenty-nine years ago,”

“Hehe,” I muttered. I pulled another pass out of my pocket.

“Grrr… I don’t know what the heck you’re tryin’ to pull kid, but it ain't happenin’!” He exploded out of his gaping hole of a mouth, kinda like fire out of a dragon’s. He through the ticket at me. It expired May 26th, 1892. I didn’t know this train existed back then, let alone sell multipasses.

With his hand on his face, clenched around his eyes in a mental pain as he said

“Look kid, just give me the money and we’ll be on our way.” I looked in my pocket. I only had a measly thirty-five cents. I handed it to the big burly man named Troy. He stared at the mony in his hand in an unsettling manner. He began to chuckle, then laugh. He placed the moola in his pocket. He seized me by the hand and dragged me to the front of the station.  I considered screaming, but I figured it wouldn’t help the cause. I didn’t want Troy to be even madder at me than he already was.. I didn’t know if he would break my arm or what.

“And stay out ya little punk!” yelled a disgruntled Troy.

“Okay!” I said with a smile as he tossed me away. I didn’t really mind it. I had a backup plan. a plan “B” so to speak. We were going to stow away. I know I know, that that is illegal, but those people in the movies do it all the time and don’t get caught. I’ve never done it before, but how hard could it be? There was one of the train boxes that had open sides and was full of hay and boxes. That was my target…

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Hi yall! Here is chapter 2 of the book I wrote! If you haven't red the last one, I suggest doing so. It is just my last post. Tell me if you can tell me where I can get this published. Here ya go!

Chapter Two

The Adventure begins

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Wakeup! I think that thing is gone!” I said to Xandria. The thing I meant was that awful boy, Luke. He likes to pull my tail and brush my fur backwards. Do you know how annoying that is? Probably not. I bet you’re a human. Are you confused right now? Probably, so let me explain. WAIT! Where are my manners? Let me introduce myself. My name is Quinx. Okay, fine, you know me as Memow. Cats have a real name, and a human name. Do you get it? Yeah, I figured not.

Back in the real world…

“Shut up Memow! I get it! Gosh!” Xandria replied to my comment,”Today we’re gonna leave this place!”

“Where are we going?” I asked, but all Xandria heard was “Meow meow meow meow?” Surprisingly, she replied

“We’re going to our old home.”

“WHAT!?” I yelled.

“I knew you’d think it would be fun!”

This is going to be a long day. I hopped off of the bed to my food bowl so I would have some energy for this escapade. Xandria got the hint and picked up a bag with some cat chow in it. She tossed it in her backpack along with a hoodie and her glasses. When she picked it up, she acted like it was super heavy. At Least we weren’t going too far. How bad could it be? We were only going from Ohio to Maine.

I realised that if we went on a bus or something, I wouldn’t be allowed on. I tried to warn her but all she said was,

“I love you, too Memow!” Don’t you see how frustrating this can be? Be glad you’re a human.

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Chapter One

When It All Began…

“I don’t have to put up with this!” I screamed at my horrible stepfather Steve. He hated me for absolutely no reason! Wait Let me introduce myself…

My name is Xandria. I am thirteen years old. For now, that’s all you need to know.

Anyway, back to reality. I heard Steve mutter something under his breath like

“Why did I get stuck with such a horrid child?”  I did not hear exactly what he said, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that is what he, a heartless ogre, did say. I stormed from the kitchen, up the stairs, and down the hall.

I disgruntledly yanked with all my might on the smallish rope hanging from the ceiling. The door to the attic was jammed with something.

“Dang. Not again!”I yelled in my head. I took off my boot and threw it at the small light blue door. Sure enough when I tugged again, the ladder thing came shooting down kind of like a

Mento in some diet pop. I climbed up the ladder to my dark dusty room. In it, was obviously, a bed. A very old bed, too. Don’t you just think those are the most comfortable thing ever? I have some other crap like a mirror, a chest of drawers, a bookshelf, ya’ know. That sort of thing. I was surprised to see my cat Memow sitting atop my bookshelf. Memow tilted her black and white head and made a cute little mew noise as if to say

“Hi! How are you?”. Cats are cute like that. Everything was normal… almost. I was not sure how Memow got upstairs. My little window was near a tree, but tightly locked when I checked. I remember playing with Memow in the kitchen. My “door” was shut tightly. Very confusing.

Confused, I plopped onto my bed. Right then I heard a crash of thunder boom through the room. Then I heard rain splashing on the roof. It reminded me of  those nights when me and my dad would cuddle up in the living room telling stories. I miss those days.

A few minutes later I heard my brother, Luke yell

“ZANY!!! DINNER!!!”. My brother liked to call me Zany for some eight-year-old reason. I opened the attic to find him waiting at the bottom for me.

“It’s burgers with fries tonight! P.S. what do you want to drink?” he blurted.

“Milk is fine,” I answered,”Why do you care?”

“Mommy told me to help! I’m seeing what people want to drink with their meal. Do you want ice?”

“Eww! Of course not!” I answered with my nose wrinkled up. Luke only asked because he loves ice in his milk. I don’t know why. I guess it’s a little brother thing.

drew what I saw. The time was eight o’clock. Luke was in bed already. I began to doze off after awhile. I was awoken by a big THUD! I saw Luke sitting on the ground at the foot of my bed.

“I can’t sleep,” he whined,” Could I maybe sleep with you?”

“Fine fine go ahead. But you may NOT sleep in my bed. Go get the navy blue sleeping bag out of my closet. It should be on the left side of the top shelf.” While he searched for the sleeping bag, I looked to see what time it was. It was already eleven! I don’t know what else happened that night. I don’t even know if Luke found the sleeping bag or not. I fell asleep before I could find out.

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Hi yall! Iam extremly out of ideas for what to draw since Im focusing on all of my school crap. In my free time, I would like to do some stuff for all of my fans out there in Newgroundsland. I have some rules for what I will and wont draw.

Rules:

1. No nudity

2. No cats (I suck at those)

3. Nothing too hard plz

4. Be specific on what you want

5. Don't hate, appreciate!

Here is some of my quick work to give you an idea:

It took about 5 minutes to do this. By the way Im best at portrates and this was made with Microsoft Paint.

Ello everyone! Today was my first day o school for the year. Sorry if I miss responding to people for a while. Im a bit flustered at the moment, but I will end up posting more cuz, you know, doodles. Warning: it will be on lined paper, just so you know. I dare you to say pie in the coments. And as always......

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My chicken laid an egg for the first time. What should I do with it?

Hello everybody! I am back from my vacation with Sprunkochunk62! Boy do I have some stories to share. I went to a fish sandwich festival by Lake Huron. It was acctually a lot of fun. One of the days, we decided to take a walk in the lake. The pair of water shoes I took had a huge hole in the toe, but I didn't notice it until it was too late. We got about 5 feet out and I felt a large pinch. I just ignored it and we continued our walk, but it got progressivly worse and worse. I eventually decided to take a look at what happened. I pulled off my shoe (this is when I noticed the hole) my foot was really cut up by a shell that looked like this:

There were like 5 of them in my shoe. I am okay now, but I can officially say that I was beeat up by a snail.

I hope my weird story ammused you atleast a litttle bit, and as always...

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