crap i just realised my copy of Clover Moon by Jacqueline Wilson isn't my copy, i got it from my primary school who got it from a library.
i hated my primary school tbh tho so if they had to pay for that then ha! you had to pay for that! maybe you should have been willing to let me get diagnosed with autism for free when i was in year 3!
It was a sad day for all. Koneko-chan, Hitoshi-san and Bokutachi-san all were missing from the household that day, as they were busy planning the funeral of their beloved friend, Raku-chan. Her death had been sudden and untimely, making Koneko-chan even more miserable.
'I can't believe Raku-chan is dead! Again!,' she cried. 'This could all have been avoided if I would have just played a different game, or if I would have picked up a different ball!'
'There, there, Koneko-chan,' said Hitoshi-san, gently patting her shoulder, 'You couldn't possibly have known that would have killed Raku-chan.'
'I suppose you're right. I'll invite all of her friends from college, but other than them, I think it should just be us at her funeral. Maybe we'll invite her vet for doing such a great job when she had rabies.'
Meanwhile, in the Prower household, the Angry Birds were cooing about Raku-chan's death.
'HAAA! TEHUWA!' cried Red.
'HAUW HA HE!' replied Bomb.
'AOUW OOO HA!' argued Chuck. 'WEHEHEHEEEE!'
Translated, this said,
'I had no intention to kill Raku-chan, honestly!' cried Red.
'You're the one who is arguably least likely to have the ability to "accidentally" kill someone,' replied Bomb.
'Red would never kill a harmless neko!' argued Chuck. 'He is still an Angry Bird at the end of the day,'
Waluigi gave an agreeing, 'WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!', through tears.