She quickly whipped her head around to find someone lurking in the shadows of her own home, yet no one is to be seen in her line of sight.
She quietly tip toes in her fuzzy light pink slipper socks.
Luna checks every nook and cranny she could find even her attic with the good chance that she has not dared to open since she heard a bat flapping its wings like it owns the place a week ago.
Luna decides to lower herself to the floor and lay there. Luna believes she thinks best on the floor gives her a whole new view perspective.
“Who the fuck breaks into my home decides to leave me a creepy note and steals nothing? I mean if I ever decided one day to be a home invader I would at least do it in style.” thought Luna
“Mister home invader,whoever you are since you didn't even leave a signature under your beautiful poetry, listen up to what I would do.” Luna continues
“ I would have used my trustee grappling hook to break inside their home and take their food because if you have been watching me you know I can’t cook for shit.
Then I’d leave a note on their refrigerator complementing their cooking because I am at least courteous.” Luna stated
“You could have at least said something along the lines if I had beautiful eyes or a cute boopable nose since you have been watching me.” Luna spoke
Luna sprung up from the floor after deciding that he or she was not going to pop up anytime soon she ended up resorting herself pulling peanut butter from the lower cabinet for this occasion
and swiveled her body to the utensil drawer to reach and stretch to grab a knife.
Luna likes to get peanut butter on the knife and just lick it off that way she doesn't waste a spoon and a knife when she can use just a knife.
Later if she wants a peanut butter & banana sandwich she can use the same knife. Also she just loves living on the edge.
Then all of a sudden Luna hears a thud.