• Moshie sat on my bed as i was getting ready for work. he was fiddling with the red ribbon i bought him last week. the others were in the kitchen making a quick breakfast that was taking a while to acually make.
    you see, Moshie and the others, they are acually toys, or "Plushie's" as i like to say. they were regulare plushies when i got them and they were for several years, until my brother, Camron, came home from his magic tranning with are uncle Marcus.
    he demistrated his "new and imporved" skills out on my favoret toys. so now Moshie, Kit Kit, Moko, Krabby, and Balto are all alive. only, Camron forgot the reverse spell, so now there here to stay.
    i set the hair stratiner down and glanced at him in the mirror. "why arnt you helping the others, moshie?" i asked turning around. he shruged, "i like watching you get ready" he smiled cutly and set the ribbon down to pick up his cinamon bun plushie.
    "are you sure? or is something wrong with you and Kit Kit?" i asked rasing my eye brow. he looked suprised a moment then quikly smiled. "nope, nothigs wrong" i rolled my eyes and stood up to leave. "well, im going now. you sure your ganna be okay?"
    he noded, giving me reasuring smile, "every thing is okay Michelle, just go to work and be safe." i smiled, picking him up and huged him. "oh Moshie, your too nice" i set him down and made my way to the kitchen to see what disaster the others had made.
    the kitchen wasn't to bad, i thought looking around. out of no where, Moko jumped on me.
    "Michelle! Michelle! look, we made you bagles!" she said, with a little to much enthusiasm. i looked at Kit Kit who was holding a very burnt bagel.
    "oh, thank you Moko, i-uh i will enjoy it on my way to work" i said maybe a little to quickly. i glanced at the clock, i was running late. "Gezz guys, i gota go!" i grabed the burnt bagel, fogetting it was burnt, and shoved in my mouth. i ran to my car almost gagging.