Quite a bit later, Thomas was back at one of the Chase mansions. Chase was sitting on the floor surrounded by empty pastry boxes. Thomas watched curiously from a distance, but didn’t bother trying to interfere. Jane walked in, saw what was going on, and got upset.

“Chase! No!” Jane yelled. “Did you seriously eat ALL those donuts?!”

“I sure did!” Chase said, reaching for the twelfth pastry box.

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“I thought you were wanting to get healthy, why are you doing this?!” Jane asked, sounding distraught.

“Well, I DO want to get healthy, but I also wanna enjoy donuts,” Chase said with a shrug.

Jane smacked Chase’s hand away. Then, she confiscated the last box. Chase stared blankly at her. He could EASILY grab the box back from her.

“I want to eat 120 donuts, what’s so wrong with that?!” Chase asked.

“Everything! You know this isn’t good for your health,” Jane said.

“Okay… Okay… Just one more donut…?” Chase asked, making a cute face at Jane.

“Nope,” Jane said.

“Listen to the woman, Chase,” Thomas said with a purr like rumble.

“Shut up, Thomas,” Chase said with a huff, then he sighed. “You know what? Fine. That’s enough pastries for now.”

“Good boy,” Jane said, taking a donut for herself.

The End