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Kitty Crime

It was a chilly fall morning. The maroon leaves hadn’t fallen off of their trees yet.
“Good! No rain today!” Pumpkin cat mewed.
“Really?” Potato cat meowed groggily just looked up from his pillow. Potato cat had just woken up.
These kittens live in a town called Veggie Cats (I know it’s not the perfect name, but neither is the mayor, Mango cat). A police car zoomed past their house with it’s klaxons blaring.
“Wonder what that’s for?” Pumpkin cat pondered out loud.
“Wanna go check it out?” Potato cat questioned.
“Why not.” Pumpkin cat replied.
Potato cat had fully woken up and was ready to go out. The two kittens raced after the police car. The kittens were out of breath after getting to the scene.
“One second” Potato cat mewed completely out of breath. Once the kittens had gotten their breath back, they looked up and realized someone was staring at them. It was Sherlock cat. Sherlock cat was the best (At least he thought so) detective in this town.
“Woah!” Sherlock cat mewed as he tripped over a twig. He face planted into the mud. Why does this only happen to me??? Sherlock cat thought as he wiped the mud off of his face. Pumpkin cat sighed. This cat is an idiot… Pumpkin cat thought. The two friends walked up to the scene, watching a police cat intently. Sherlock cat walked clumsily to the police cat. The police cat mewed something into Sherlock cat’s ear. “Wonder what they’re meowing?” Potato cat mewed to Pumpkin cat. Just then, Pumpkin cat realized they were standing in front of Orange. This was the place that sold Catpads, Catphones, and Icats (Icats are catputers). Orange was one of the biggest device operations in Catland. Pumpkin cat had an idea pop into his head.
“Do you think that Orange was robbed?” He said to Potato cat.
“Whaaaaat? How is that possible?” Potato cat replied. “It’s not supposed to be possible…”
“Whoever did this was a master thief.” Pumpkin cat mewled. “Potato… What are you doing?” Potato cat had run into the crime scene.
“I’m investigating!” He replied happily. He strutted into Orange like a penguin. He looked at all the shelves wide-eyed. He saw shelf after shelf bare. It looked like Phoenix, the Sphinx cat. Phoenix didn’t have fur. That’s when he realized,
Orange needs an employee card or higher to get in…
The culprit had to have been someone that worked at Orange…