The story of Felix and Cleo By Cleo D. Kitty Now, before I tell this story I must warn people who are fans of the Felix+Kitty White(or Kitty Kat... I'll call her Kitty) couple might be offended by this story, because in this story Kitty dies in a plane crash, along with her's and Felix's children whom their names escape me. But, if you're a person like me, and you absoloutly despise Kitty, then this is the story for you. But, if you are a psychotic fan girl and don't like anyone paired with Felix, then this is definatly not the story for you and you should stop reading this now and close the web page before you start sending me mean spam e-mails. Thank you for taking the time to read this. -Cleo Chapter 1: Tragedy Once upon a time, there was a cat named Felix. He lived in New York(I'm pretty sure...). He had a wife, Kitty, and some children. One day, they decided to plan a trip to Jamaica. So, they packed up their suitcases and drove to the airport. They all got on the plane. Suddenly, Felix remembered he had left his suitcase in the car. "Be right back!" he said, and ran off the plane. As he was getting his suitcase out of the car, however, the plane left without him! He decided not to worry about it, and get the next plane there and meet up with his family. So, he got the next plane later. When he arrived at the hotel in Jamaica, he checked into his room and was shocked to find that his room was empty. He had expected his family to be waiting for him. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Felix opened the door, hoping it was his wife and children. It was a policeman. "Are you Felix the Cat?" the policeman asked. "Yes I am." Felix replied, puzzled. "Why do you ask?" "I'm sorry to tell you this," the policeman said, "but there's been an accident. Your wife and kids died. The plane they were in crashed into the ocean." Felix was silent for a minute. Then he said, "They can swim." "There were no survivors." the policeman said. Felix still wouldn't believe him. "Are you sure? They might still have survived, they could be swimming right now." "The water is very shark-infested there. It is unlikely that anyone survived." the policeman told him. "I'm very sorry." Then the policeman left. Felix lay down on his bed and cried. He cried for days. He cried until it was time for him to leave Jamaica. He cried all the way home on the plane, hoping that he would die in a crash, too. But he didn't. He went back to where he lived in New York, and he was still very upset and cried every day. This went on for about six months. This was the most miserable time ever in life for Felix.