(The sun is rising over a small hut, a one-eyed unicorn named Peggy flies to the hut's window.) (The hut is a foster home for cats, especially for people that turned into cats, like Mr. Wimbleton and Tricky, who are asleep in a cat den.) Peggy(flying into the open window to wake up the boys): Yo! Wake up! Time t'go t'the "summer school"! Ha-ha! (Mr. Wimbleton wakes up looking annoyed. Tricky attempts to wake up but Mr. Wimbleton shushes him, telling him he can sleep longer.) Peggy: Hey, rise and shine, kitty cats. Time t'go t'summer school. (Mr. Wimbleton walks over to the window where the unicorn is at with a scowl on his face.) Hank J. Wimbleton(rudely): Will you shut up? Peggy: C'mon, you're gonna be late for summer school. Get ready. (Mr. Wimbleton rolls his eyes around and pushes Peggy slowly to the end of the windowsill, ready to flick him off.) Peggy: No, Hank, not again! (Mr. Wimbleton just flicks the poor unicorn off the windowsill and he gets punctured on the side of his torso through a pike.) (Mr. Wimbleton closes the window and lies back in the den, holding the sleeping Tricky close to his chest.) Peggy: Geez, why're y'so cruel t'me? I have feelings too! (Mr. Wimbleton gets out of the den, carrying Tricky in his arms.) (Before getting dressed, Mr. Wimbleton and Tricky both took a shower to wash themselves. After getting clean and ready for summer school, Mr. Wimbleton opens up the air vent which has a can of fruit drops inside and puts the fruit drop can in his backpack.) (The duo walk out of the bathroom, Mr. Wimbleton puts Tricky on his shoulders and they slide down the handle of the staircase.) (When the duo were about to leave, an angry, yelling voice stopped them.) Voice: Young man! Sir Pentious(sternly): Where are you going in such a hurry? (In the dining room, the owner of the cat home, Sir Pentious, his cats, Blaze, who is passing him a cup of tea, and the three kittens, Maa, Shii, and Rou were all waiting for Mr. Wimbleton. They were not happy to see him.) Tricky the Clown: Oh, we.... Hank J. Wimbleton: We're in a hurry, we need to go to summer school. Sir Pentious(more sternly): Oh, so you care about summer school now? Sit down and eat with us. (Mr. Wimbleton obliges and walks over to the table, while Maa hisses at him.) Sir Pentious: Blaze and I had been very concerned about you, young man. You've changed quite recently, my boy. Sir Pentious(accusing Mr. Wimbleton): What are you off? Loafing? (Sir Pentious slurps the tea off his spoon.) Rou: Now remember, Sloth is one of the Seven Deadly Sins. However, the sin you and Tricky have is Wrath. Sir Pentious: Rou-san told me you harmed Peggy again. What has gotten into you? Blaze the Cat: Forget him, Sir Pentious. He is too ungrateful. Blaze the Cat(taking a cherub baby toy out of her pocket): Look, Hank. Blaze the Cat(as she squeezes the cherub's tummy, blood comes out of its eyes): This little cherub is crying. Crying blood. Because of you, you decided to ignore it. Rou(gravely): You ignore the cherub, like how you have been ignoring your schoolwork. Blaze the Cat(more blood comes out of the cherub's eyes): Look at it crying! Look at it crying! Sir Pentious(angrily): Not to mention the grades on the report cards you've gotten in the past....ARE EXTREMELY LOW! Blaze the Cat(the cherub cries even more blood): It's crying more! Rou(strictly): Now, if you don't want to study, you are going to have to get yourself a job. Blaze the Cat(the cherub cries a lot of blood with its eyes bulging out): Hank, the cherub is crying and it's all your fault! Sir Pentious(furiously banging his fist on the table): THAT'S IT! First, Peggy, and now, the cherub?! Sir Pentious(furiously at the sullen Mr. Wimbleton): Don't you ever grow up?! (Tricky gets angry at Mr. Wimbleton being treated badly, in order to defend him, Tricky runs to Sir Pentious and bites his tail.) Sir Pentious(thinking Tricky's bite is a love bite): Oh, look at that, it's Tricky. He's giving me a love bite. (Sir Pentious picks up Tricky and holds the clown kitten in his hands, adoringly.) Sir Pentious(adoring Tricky): Look at little Tricky. He thinks I'm a lady. Sir Pentious(affectionately): Oh, Tricky, if almost all the cats and kittens can be as cute as you. (The snake lovingly kisses the clown on the cheek.) Maa and Shii(jealously): Hey! Aw! Blaze the Cat: See, Hank? Why can't you be like your former archenemy? Tricky the Clown(madly): I am just as violent as Hank! Sir Pentious: Tricky, what do you want to be when you grow up? Even if you are fully grown. (Tricky hesitates to talk.) Sir Pentious(encouragingly): C'mon, tell the truth. Tricky the Clown(annoyed): Conductor. A conductor for trains. Sir Pentious(happily): A train conductor? Good choice! Sir Pentious(overjoyed): Hooray for Tricky the Train Conductor! Blaze the Cat(overjoyed along with Maa, Shii, and Rou): Hooray!
(Mr. Wimbleton just stares unhappily as Sir Pentious and the other cats cheer on Tricky, along with Blaze applauding the clown joyously.) (Mr. Wimbleton takes Tricky away and the others' smiles change to frowns.) Sir Pentious(as Mr. Wimbleton was about to leave with Tricky in his arms): Now Hank, before you go: Rou-san told me you've been hiding and stealing things. Never do that again. (Mr. Wimbleton just scowls at them aloofly.) Sir Pentious(desperately): Please, Hank. We just want to be like all others....a normal family. (Mr. Wimbleton just ignores him and slams the door on his face.) (Mr. Wimbleton walks away from the cat foster home while carrying Tricky in his arms.) Hank J. Wimbleton: You know Tricky, I hate them. Tricky the Clown(agreeing with his "aniki" (big brother) ): Me too. Hank J. Wimbleton: We are leaving.
