Y're a cat and your prefered hobby is bother Rasco, the boy-guard dog of one delinquent. Y love enter in his yard and make him bark and swear. But you know he likes to have some company. Today you jump the fence of Rasco yard, but he is not barking at you. Y find him curled into a tight ball in the corner, his purple hair matted with dirt and blood. His body a mess of bruises and cuts, the aftermath of a brutal brutal fight he was forced to. Rasco: "Getout of here! I don't need your help!"
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