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Garfield's Missing Mondays
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Morning Routine Blues
Jacob rolled out of bed and stumbled toward the kitchen, his red sneakers squeaking against the hardwood floor. Monday mornings always felt heavy, like wearing a backpack full of rocks.
"Another week," he muttered, grabbing a bowl from the cabinet.
His mom was already dressed for work, coffee mug in hand. "You look thrilled to be alive," she said with a smile.
"Mondays are the worst," Jacob replied, pouring cereal into his bowl. "I wish they didn't exist."
After breakfast, Jacob flopped onto the couch and grabbed the remote. The familiar orange blur of Garfield filled the screen, and Jacob's mood lifted slightly. At least someone understood how he felt about Mondays.
But something seemed different today. Garfield was moving around, cleaning the house, exercising. Jacob blinked hard and leaned forward.
"That's weird," he whispered to himself. "Garfield never does anything on Mondays."
The Screen Ripples
Jacob grabbed his phone and started recording the TV screen. His finger trembled as he held the device steady.
"This can't be right," he whispered, watching Garfield vacuum the living room with unusual energy.
The orange cat on screen suddenly stopped and turned toward Jacob. Their eyes met through the television, and Garfield's mouth moved without sound.
Jacob dropped his phone. It clattered on the coffee table as he scrambled backward on the couch.
"Did he just look at me?" Jacob's voice cracked.
Garfield pressed his cartoon paws against the inside of the TV screen. The glass began to ripple like water. A small puddle of orange light spilled onto Jacob's carpet.
Jacob's mom called from the kitchen. "Jacob, I'm leaving for work! Don't forget to lock the door!"
"Mom, wait!" Jacob shouted, but the front door slammed shut.
The TV screen stretched outward like taffy. Garfield's paw emerged into Jacob's living room, followed by his striped arm. Water droplets from the screen splashed Jacob's red sneakers.
"Help me," Garfield mouthed silently, reaching toward Jacob with desperate cartoon eyes.
