Once upon a time, there was a cat named Waffle..
From the day Waffle was brought into a small neighborhood, he would see humans toasting frozen waffles every morning from out his window. "Poor waffles," said Waffle. "If only there was something I could do to save all these waffles undergoing such torture." Waffle thought that morning and put together a plan to save all these waffles from the crude humans. Waffle began to map out the rescue mission. He called it the 'Waffle Wakening.' The mission had many steps in order to accomplish his goal to save the waffles. First, Waffle would have to find the perfect disguise to wear before his mission commences. "I have a perfect disguise!" Waffle sprung out of his liter box with joy and ran out to his humans closet. A week prior to Waffle's mission, he realized his owner bought him a taco costume. Waffle (somehow) threw on this taco costume and looked in the mirror and hissed at himself. 'Fierce!" he said. "Now that I've gotten the perfect costume, where am I gonna put all the rescued Waffles?" Waffle realized it was becoming late, so he went downstairs to his favorite part of the house to sleep, the highest shelf on the bookshelf in the basement.
The next morning, Waffle heard a toaster ring. He woke up and jumped off the shelf to come upstairs. His OWNER was a waffle torturer TOO!?Waffle had to act quickly. That night, Waffle stealthily sprung out the door and approached the first house. "How will I get in?" Waffle found a small hole in the bottom of the house and ran inside. He was in the living room. "Now, where could that Antarctica in a closet be? (freezer)" Waffle looked around until he could find it, and after a small search, he did. Waffle grabbed onto the handle of the freezer with his teeth and it opened. "Wow! That was easy!" Waffle exclaimed. He went inside and looked for the frozen waffles. When Waffle found the waffles, he quickly grabbed them from under many boxes. Like a jenga tower, the boxes collapsed on him, but Waffle wouldn't give up and he made a run for it! Holding onto the Waffles, he ran out the same way he came in.
After a minutes of running swiftly away from the house to avoid being caught at all costs, in a heartbeat, Waffle fell down a mole hole. "Where am I?" thought Waffles. Ahead of him, there was a tunnel in the dirt that seemed to be infinite. Since this was his only way to go, he followed the tunnel. Along the way, three cats seemed to be approaching in the distance. One was named Pusheen, Grumpy Cat, and Catalie Portman. Pusheen asked "What are you doing here, Waffle, and why are you wearing Taco's signature look?!" Waffle dropped 'his' waffles and responded "You see, Pusheen, I'm on a mission to save all the waffles from these evil humans eating them!" Grumpy Cat sighed. "Stop waFOOLING around, Waffle." "The waffles aren't being tortured. Waffles were made to eat!" Catalie Portman nodded her head in agreement. "That means you were made to be eaten, too, Waffle."
Waffle was eaten.
The end.
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