Gasket & Marcoās Great Cookie Heist
Okay so I just think these two would be a smash hit and this little idea has been bugging me. Hope you like it.
Setting:Ā The Brooksā auto shop on a slow afternoon. Pen is under a car (cause I totally think she could help out, I mean for the love of god her dad owns the shop, she must have skills), Nate is wiping grease off his hands, and Marco (now 4 years old) is āhelpingā by handing tools to absolutely no one [I imagine Lazar and Milo, who are actually in charge of Marco are in the back]. Gasket, the scrappy shop cat, watches from atop a toolbox with calculated mischief.
GasketĀ (tail flicking): Notices Marcoās abandoned snack bag ofĀ keksĀ (cookies) on the workbench. MarcoĀ (to Nate): āZaÅ”to ti smrdiÅ” po benzinu?āĀ (Why do you smell like gasoline?) NateĀ (distracted): āUh⦠because IāmĀ cool?āĀ (Fails to notice Gasket slinking toward the cookies.)
Gasket: Knocks the bag to the floor with one paw. Cookies scatter. MarcoĀ (gasps): āGATKO! NE!āĀ (CAT! NO!) Gasket: Grabs a cookie in her mouth and bolts under a shelving unit, crumbs flying.
Marco: Dives after her, belly-sliding like a tiny superhero. PenĀ (emerging from under car): āWhatās theĀ zvukĀ (noise)ā MARCO, DONāT LICK THE FLOOR!ā Nate: Too late. Marco licks a cookie crumb off the concrete.
MarcoĀ (pointing under shelf): āGatko jeĀ lupiga!āĀ (Cat is a thief!) Gasket: Chews smugly, tail wrapping around her paws. PenĀ (deadpan): āGasket, thatāsĀ za sramotu.āĀ (For shame.) Gasket: Blinks slowly, unrepentant.
Nate: Offers Gasket a piece of jerky as a trade. Gasket: Drops the cookie, steals the jerkyĀ andĀ Nateās shoelace. Marco: Demands justice. āMora da plati!āĀ (She must pay!) Pen: āHer payment isĀ yourĀ leftover lunch.ā Hands Marco aĀ burekĀ to share.
Epilogue
Gasket curls up in Marcoās lap, purring. Forgiveness granted. Marco feeds her crumbs while whispering Montenegrin secrets. Nate takes a photo for the group chat titledĀ āNaÅ”i kriminalciāĀ (Our criminals). Lazarās reply: āDobro je. Bar nisu poput Milo.āĀ (Good. At least theyāre not like Milo.)
Moral of the story: Never trust a cat with a Montenegrin toddler as an accomplice.















