Prince Alexander was starting to get a bit chubby. He was living the life. Mary would always leave out tuna for the two of them. Madame Sophelia was content with one tuna bowl a day while Prince Alexander would demand two.
“Where is the tuna?” Prince Alexander asked Mary.
“There is none left.” Mary sighed.
“No that cannot be true!” Please tell me there is more somewhere. Are you hiding the tuna?”
Prince Alexander huffed and puffed but despite his best efforts no tuna appeared.
“It’s okay Alex. It is not the end of the world.” Madame Sophelia purred while brushing against him.
“It’s Prince Alexander not Alex and I want tuna now.” Prince Alexander hissed.
“Calm down you two.” Mary said. She made a quick decision and then grabbed her car keys.
“I’m going to the store to buy another 20 cans of tuna. That should be enough.”
“Thank you human. I will eagerly wait for your return.” Prince Alexander responded, high excited.
“20 cans of tuna. Take one down. Pass it around. Now there is 19 cans of tuna on the wall.” Madame Sophelia sang.
“It probably not there because I ate it.” Prince Alexander said cheekily.
“What? You ate the wall?” Madame Sophelia joked.
“No, not the the wall. The tuna. Prince Alexander smirked.