The Evil Dyson
Greyson and Quill: ZZZzzzzzzzz
Mom: Blah, blah, shedding enough four cats, blah, blah....
Greyson: Huh? What? Hey Quill did you hear the door to the Evil Dyson's Lair?
Quill: Huh? No. Plus all our toys are still out. You know before the Evil comes all our toys disappear first.
Greyson: Yeah. That's true...
Evil Dyson: ROOOOOAAAARRRRR!!!!
Greyson: Save yourself Quill!! Get to the closet and I'll distract it!
We ran for the bedroom as as we rounded the corner we saw that it was attacking our MOM! Mom had it by the neck AND by the tail, but still it was almost getting away from her. We both ran into the closet and watched in horror as Mom wrestled it all around the house.
In the end Mom silenced it and then ripped out it's stomach (filled with our furs!). Dad was able to take the wounded Dyson and put it back in its lair. What a horror show friends.