It’s been a month, and all of Sassy and Geoffrey’s attempts to make friends have been for naught. Geoffrey has invited neighbors over for pressed worm flakes several times, and when she went to have a friendly chat with Ninja Smee, she got snapped at. Sassy doesn’t seem to care if others accept them, so he does nothing to help Geoffrey’s efforts. It would be easier for them if they were ignored, but Sassy’s size and constant zipping into corners when something startles him makes it impossible.
“It’s annoying,” Sir Witherspoon III said, adjusting his monocle (an accessory his companion Wilt Chamberlain says is fake). “That skittish behemoth spends the day screaming ‘My God they are going to kill us all!’ before giving himself a concussion. I’m convinced he has brain damage. No one has figured out, except me and my esteemed friend, that he’s lying. This has led to everyone having a large knot on their head from crashing into the glass to get out of Sassy’s way.”
“It does make meal time more enjoyable,” Wilt Chamberlain interjected. “With everyone hiding, we get to the food first, and are able to eat in a more dignified way.”
“Indeed,” Sir Witherspoon said.
We tried to find more residents to talk to about Sassy’s continual disruption of the peace, but everyone was hiding. When we approached the couple, Sassy screamed, “You’re in league with the enemy,” at our reporter before hiding in Beetlejuice’s corner. Beetlejuice is now displaced and hanging out at the top of the tank waiting for Sassy’s anxiety attack to subside. Geoffrey’s tried to be a comforting presence, but her efforts have been in vain, like her attempts to make friends.
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