By the time franklin and raymond got back to the tent, mikey was sobbing into gerard and pointing outside the tent and aggressiveley shaking his head in distraught, aggressiveley. Gerald dramatically looked at fromk and asked what had happened. "Theres a fucking freal cat outside, it tried to eat us." Mikey coughed very loudly, sounding like he was choking. "Its true!" He screeched.
There was a menacing chuckle at the beck of the tent and out of the darkness stalked out Bob, with the cat sitting on his shoulder, purring, rubbing its head into bob's. "What a bunch of pussies" Bob cartwheeled over and put his arm around gerard and gerard was very angry. "Get your fuckin hands off me, you ranga" and ge got a stick and began beating bob with it and bob fell to the ground, dramaticly whailing as he rolled around on the ground as gerald kept smacking him with it. Bob died. Everyone cheered in delight as they realised they diddnt have to deal with the ginger prick again.
The end <3
