Scene: The Street
Characters: Chuck (HB), Hitler (H), and the Cat
*Hitler and Chuck are just taking an evening stroll*
H: Oh look Chuck it�s a fuzzy little kitty hiding in that bucket, cowering in fear of us�
HB: LETS TAKE IT HOME!
H: Good idea, god your so smart. You know I was just going to walk away�but wow take it home. That�s something special!
HB: *Blushes* Oh you, stop that your making me blush in front of my cat�
H: AHEM!
HB: Do you need a tissue?
H: No�I AHEMed cause it�s not your cat, it�s our cat. He�s going to grow old while we stay fairly young�
HB: Well it was my idea to keep this cat of mine, why can�t I keep my cat?
H: *Angrily* It�s not your cat! It�s our cat, he�s going to be our friend and wake us when we are sleeping, and be really annoying. We could share these memories.
HB: You know Hitler it�s my cat and your not taking little Frankie from me!
H: *Shocked* CHUCK! You named our cat�It�s ours and you had no right to go on a naming spree�A SPREE! And without ME! Hey that rhymed�but CHUCK!
HB: I went on no spree I only named one cat, now maybe if I had named Philbert and Jessie over there�well that might be a spree, but we can see I didn�t name them�
H: *Clears throat* You�re an idiot you know.
HB: *Starts to nods and stops* Wait! I�m not an idiot, you are!
H: I beg to differ my dear idiotic pal, care for an explanation?
HB: I would like one if that�s what your asking, *Mumbles* �Oh look at me I�m Hitler and I can use big words that Chuck wont know blah blah blah�� *Shouts* Well HITLER, YOUR WRONG!
H: *Confused* Moving on�*Takes out a poster board already drawn up and takes out a pointer and points to various things as he goes along* I called you an idiot cause you said you didn�t go on a spree *Points to a picture of Chuck talking with a little talking cloud saying I went on no spree* when you did indeed go on one by naming all those cats�*Points to the cats with names* there were 3 of them. That qualifies as a spree my good fellow. *Points to his definition of spree*
HB: Well�uh�You�re a jerk. Leave me and my cats here! Your just jealous, Jealous of me and my cat brethren.
H: I am not, I am upset that I found this cat here and you steal him from me and name him without my consent.
HB: Well what am I supposed to do? Ask your permission to do everything in my life? HUH? Is that it *Bows* oh great Hitler? Well I don�t work that way!
H: I�m not saying that! It�s just I found this cat and, well we should share it together and�*Tears up* We could have been his friend, we could have cried on his shoulder. He could have cried on our shoulders too�I guess this was just to much for me to ask of you! *Burst fully into tears*
HB: *Pats his shoulder* There, there Hitler, I guess you just don�t know me like you thought you did�
H: *Stops crying and yells* You�re a jerk, here I am spilling out my emotions and all you can do is�is be moronic and swept up in your stubborn ways of stupidity!
*Just then the cat dies of liver failure*
HB: *Tears up* My kitty! *Loud and emotionful* Oh I loved thee! *Stops* Ah well, Hitler want to go get some cheesecake?
H: DO I!?
HB: I am going to, join me if you want some, you best friend of mine�
*Both walk off to get cheesecake*