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And where did you hear that?

Papa said so!

..And where did he hear this from?

Everyone, silly!

Jesus fucking christ did you come down in the last shower?

What America is this and what did you do with the real America.

*tilts head* What shower?

Nothin'! It's right where it is.

*Facepalms.*

When your care-takers turn up here point them out to me, would you. ~~So I can thump them for encouraging stupidity.~~

Oh. I don't know where they are...

America absolutely has cats! I have a cat, and I live in America!

Not it doesn't! Papa said so!

Well, then, what am I supposed to call my cat now? Is he a dog?

Maybe. If he was a cat, you'd be eaten!

My cat would never eat me! What a gross thing to think about!

Where did you get such a negative opinion of cats, anyway? They're really very sweet!

Ew, no they're not. They're big and ugly and-and stupid.

*gasp*

No, they're very pretty and very smart!

*she leans in close and whispers into Fievel's ear*

*nods* Uh-huh. It tried to eat me! They're not pretty.

That's just silly. Why would they try to eat a cute little mouse like-

Oh.

Hmm.

*she pauses, studying Fievel's ears and tail*

Well, let's put it this way, I'd never let my cat try to eat you. I'd make him be nice to you!

*giggles* Thanks!

Sorry to disappoint you little one, but there are many cats here. I have two.

OOC: Oh my god yay! I love Fievel!

But Papa said there weren't any! Everyone knows it.

I've never been to America, but my little cousin Lionel has, and I'm pretty certain he has a cat.

OOC: Hooray for more talking mice!!! Of course, I will now have "There Are No Cats in America" running through my head for the rest of the night, you realize! :)

They can't have let him into America with a cat! It wouldn't be allowed.

(ooc: "There are nooo cats in America and the streets are paved with cheese! There are nooo cats in America so put you mind at ease!" -- Enjoy XD)

Nope. It's definitely a cat. It's blue-grey and has weird green eyes. He calls it Milo, for some reason I cannot fathom.

OOC: Thanks.

But Papa said...

*sad smile*

Now...um, that's alright. There's no need to be sad. I mean, I suppose there are cats everywhere, right? But America's a large place. So...I'm sure you can find somewhere in America that has fewer cats than wherever you're from. I'm terribly sorry...I know this doesn't make any sense.

OOC: That icon is too cute.

But everyone said. Everyone knows it. There aren't s'posed to be cats there and we're s'posed to be able to say whatever we want.

ooc: XD

You can say whatever you want. Well, so long as you're not plotting to overthrow the government or assassinate someone important.

But there are still cats.

The cats won't let us. If you do they come to get you in the middle of the night!

All Americans are mad.

OOC: It HAD to be done.

*blink*

Aaah! Somebody! Help! A CAT!

A Cheshire cat.

Are you gonna eat me?

Are you a tea cake?

But there are pineapples. *nods*

What's pineapples?

Pineapples are the most amazing food ever.

I think my cat might disgree with you...