Monkey (goes into bathroom, shuts and locks the door)
A few moments later…
(frantic scratching at the door and mewling)
Monkey: *sigh* Yes, O Cat?
Cat: Monkey, I can’t open the door! Let me in?
Monkey: I’m using the human litter box, Cat. Leave me alone.
Cat: Monkey! I haven’t seen you all day!!! I must see you!!!
Monkey: *sigh, sigh* Cat, I cannot reach the door from here to open it.
*more frantic scratching at the door*
Monkey: Fine!!! Fine!!! *gets up to unlock and open the bathroom door, looks down pointedly at cat, who is now acting completely innocent* NOT. OUR. DOOR.
*Cat gets up, saunters into bathroom, winding her way in between monkey’s legs, as if nothing untoward had happened. At. All.*
Cat: Monkey! You came back! I’m so glad you’re back!!!!
*cat notices new plastic hamper that Monkey just brought in with her this evening, stops dead in her tracks*
Cat: What…what is this unholy contraption?!?!
Monkey: It’s a hamper, cat. It’s to put my dirty towels and laundry in.
Cat: What?!?! But…but you put your towels on the floor. I…I trained you to put your towels on the floor, so that I may lay on them and be comfortable. See?
*Cat flops down on towels that are on the floor*
*Monkey shuts and locks door, sits back down on toilet*
Monkey: And they will still be on the floor, cat, just not as long, and not all day.
Cat: You mean…you mean I will have to suffer the indignity of cold toes?!?! These toes, that have these claws, that I will now extend as I reach for you, to show you I am serious?
Monkey: Yep. Just like I have this nice shower stall next to me, that I can throw you into, and turn the water on full blast, and you can’t escape.
Cat: You wouldn’t dare.
Monkey: Try it and find out.
Cat: Hrmph! *gets up, saunters to the door*
*cat investigates door*
Cat: Monkey!! I. CAN’T. OPEN. THE. DOOR!!!!!!!
Monkey: Not my problem.
Cat: But I want out!!!
Monkey: But you just wanted in. I let you in.
Cat: And now I want out!!!!
Monkey: Well, too bad. I’m not playing that game.
Cat: Pleeeeeeeease, Monkey?!!!!!
*this exchange continues until Monkey finishes her business and gets up.*
Cat: MONKEY!!! WANT. TO. GO. OUT!!!!
Monkey: Whiny thing. What would you do without us monkeys and our opposable thumbs?
*Monkey opens door.*
*Cat joyously runs through door and out into hallway.*
*Monkey, shaking her head, closes door almost all the way, to start picking up dirty towels from the floor to put them in the new hamper.*
*Cat peeks through door slit.*
Cat: Monkey? What are you doing, Monkey? Let me in!!! I want in!!!!