Couch of Doom...

[msfledermaus]

When last I left you, I was whining vigorously about a missing ball of yarn that I suspected the couch had eaten, yet could not find. I went to bed, dreamed happy dreams and when I woke, I found the yarn ball...sticking jauntily out from just under the coffee table, like it had been there all along. I know what happened, I tellya!

Couch: "Ha! I sure showed the Maus! *chew chew chew* Maybe if she spent more time napping on me and less time cleaning stuff I wouldn't be doing this sort of thing! *munch munch munch* Now she's gotta respect me! *om nom nom* Oooh...I dunno, I don't feel so good. It looked so good when I ate it...Hic-cup!"

The yarn ball is none the worse for wear, just a little dusty. And dammit if the couch doesn't look guilty for some reason...

Comments

[ravengirl.livejournal.com]

AHA! A defective Couch of Doom. See, this is why I had to take mine back-- all the regurgitation.

Glad you have your yarn and hope it's not all gross now. Ew.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

At least it threw up fairly cleanly...

I'm a little afraid to replace it--it may get wind of the plot and try to eat me in my sleep. But I can't be held hostage by a mere couch. Of course, we've been pals for quite some time...I can forgive, if it can restrain itself in the future...