An Intruder?
His heart raced, there were definitely noises coming from the kitchen. It sounded like things were being moved around. His knuckles were white from the tight grip he had around the bat.
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He was ready to defend his family. He waited in anticipation and then… nothing. He walked into the kitchen and switched on the light. And there sitting in front of the oven, as usual, was Mittens.
