Part one

It was coming. The forest -that was full of gnarled, nefarious looking trees- was getting thicker and thicker; always trying to corner you out. The shadows, that seemed to be disappear as soon as you catch a glimpse, are always trying to grab you and drag you to your endless torment. The orchestra of the forest was tuning up its cacophony as the thing was coming closer ready to have its feast...

"Noooo! Don't ruin it, please don't tell me the ending Tom!" screamed Jerry who really wanted Tom the cat to not say the ending.

"I'm going to tell you the ending...!" said Tom who was going to tease Jerry the mouse for a long time.

"I'm going..."

"No!"

"To..."

"No!"

"Tell you..."

"No!"

Knock, knock. The door slowly creaked open, revealing a terrifying figure that was so petrifying that the devil himself would hide away in horror. It was the thing they both feared would come. Their hands, feet and bodies all quivered in fear, sweat poured down their faces like a tsunami. It was the... Dog. (Dogs)

You might think this was just a tiny, cuddly pug well you were wrong. It was a tiny, cuddly bulldog pup, with a huge, angry, furious adult bulldog who looked as if he could pick up the Tower Bridge and throw it a hundred miles. The adult bulldog savagely screamed at them,

"I hope you two boys know what you are doing, because both of you just woke up me and my poor, poor tiny little pooch!"

He eyed them angrily, Tom and Jerry dared not to move for they were sure that Buster would lash out and give them the 'The Big Daddy'.

"If I ever catch you making a din or hear even the tinniest peep out of you two boys, it will be 'The Big Daddy'."

Buster stomped out of the room and smashed the door behind him shut. Tom and Jerry sighed together in unison. They looked at each other and knew that it was best not to comment on this situation.

What could possibly go wrong?