Mural Man Is In The House
“Mom? Mom? Moom!” Dobby runs through the house calling to Writer Lady. The ginger tabby looks in the bedroom, High Command making his way into the living room. “Yeow!” Dobby calls. “In here kitty.” Writer Lady says. “You're in the kitchen. Do you know you're in the kitchen?” Dobby asks. “Yes kitty.” “On purpose?” Dobby asks. “Yes. What's wrong with me being in the kitchen?” “Nothing. You just haven't been hanging around in here much lately.” Dobby says. “That's probably because every time I turned around I was making those fancy cupcakes. Not for fun or because I was hungry but to pay off your debt. It kind of takes the fun out of it. Speaking of the hours I used to spend as a kitchen slave...guess what I'm doing.” Writer Lady says. “Making um...dinner?” “Nope.” “Cookies? Everyone loves your cookies.” “Wrong again kitty.” “I don't know Mom.” “I'm baking cupcakes. Fancy cupcakes. It seems that si