Gerald tapped his foot impatiently while looking at the large clock tower with its moon face staring benignly into the distance. It’s late, he thought.
In the next few seconds, his ears perked up as he heard the sound of hurried frenzy. Turning, he eyed the group grimly as they made their way towards him, one of them yawning while the other two looked nervously at each other.
“I hope you’re happy!” he bellowed, an action that sent chills down the spines of everyone gathered. “Just look at yourselves! Gene, your coat looks filthy! Harry, yours look like you rolled around in a haystack and Frank, don’t even begin to explain that stain on your back! Let’s just practise! Please!”
Shuffling around in embarrassment, they lined up in single file and waited for Gerald’s signal. At the stroke of 12, he raised his eyebrow and the quartet broke into song, their voices raised in unison, tearing through the stillness of the night.
For a whole minute, nothing happened. Then, a shoe came flying through the air and clipped Frank on the side of the head. Crying out in pain, he stumbled and fell from his place.
Mewing in defiance, he glared at Gerald, thrust his tail in the air and said, ‘I am all for sticking together but that’s it! I quit! Find another cat for your quartet!’
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