Fluffy had been having it rough for a long time now, 69 days to be exact, which happened to be Craven's favorite number coincidentally.

Ahh no, no more digressing, he came out to the public to air his grievances!!!

He had been pulling out his tummy hair for months, stuffing it neatly in pillows and selling it for a buck a piece. He had been saving all his catnip and treats to be sold for pennies. And most horrendously!!!, he had been renting out his litter box to coke, who had been oddly interested in it. Perhaps old habits or something. No life had been horrible for him, but one might ask... why you dumb little kitten, why did you choose such a life of suffering, humiliation and altruism? Well, it had to do with his owner, the Godfather of Chicago, Riina. He saved the little kitten from the gutters and against his natural feline instincts he had decided to dedicate his prowess, meager means and love to this godly being of a man.

ANNDDD last night, as he had scraped by for a very long period he had left a big box, as big as his little kitten paws could carry, filled to the brim with cash...

Now the kitten felt mighty proud, super proud of his achievement that through hard work he had earned his spot on the lefthand arm rest of the big bulky velvety chair his owner was sitting in at the end of long days, full of toil and violence.

He had added a few paw prints around the box on the desk, so the boss would know it came from him. But as he waited, and waited.. and napped, and waited and napped more. But no pat on his head, back or god even his tail came forth. He decided to sneak in to the boss' office and saw the box was even removed from the desk. Surely Riina had seen the massive stack of cash there??? no..???

Perhaps it was the evil genius mistletoe who had hidden it. So he searched the entire office, found the emptied box upside down in the trashbin and the cash was nowhere to be seen. He yowled in displeasure, this was too painful to bear!!! Vengence, blood, claws, teeth sinking into bright pink flesh was on his mind!!! WAAAAAAARRRRRRR...

But suddenly the door opened, and the bossman walked in, and started to speak to the little kitten:

I've seen this movie somewhere before..... 

As the strange man walks past, he eyes the kitty and then tips his hat and drops a few coins next to the kitty's feet.

He rubs his tail against the man's ankles and blinks in gratitude, seems there are some good men around!!