Just a dream (Tweek and Craig as cats #1)[DISCONTINUED]

What started it all

Me and Craig didn't do anything to become cats. And it isn't are fault either. It's Stripes. Earlier, I am not sure why, but I had a whole basement full of witch craft garbage. For some odd reason, me and Craig left Stripe in their and went over there a few hours later to just hang. What we didn't know was that Stripe was still there. Anyways, we herd faint sounds on the shelf. We had no idea it was her. But next thing you know- poof! The shelf got higher. I turn next to myself just to see something that surprised me and Craig. "Agh!" Me and Craig yelled. Me and him were cats. As I turned my head again, I see Stripe on top of a broken bottle. Now it all made sense. Stripe was left here and dropped this Crap on us. Well, at least Craig and I survived. What concerned me was that Craig still had his hat and we both had collars with are first innacials. "What the fuck Stripe?!" I screech at her. Craig came past me. "Tweek, calm down. At least be thankful we're still alive" he said. Something about his voice has never failed to make me feel comfortable. I love him so much. But as he said this it made me have the slightest bit of anger. I am! But it's her fault we are cats, not ours