Arabella was outraged. She beeped and fidgeted, but the man didn't seem to notice her. She was trapped in his dark bag, along with old candy and other unsavory items. "This is disgusting!" she thought in disgust. With pointed little paws, she tried to remove the sticky mass from her butt. What had she done to the universe?!   

Suddenly a jolt went through her unwilling home. Too late to hold on, she tumbled through the bag.  Everything from chewing gum to candy stuck to her. It was like shaking her like a milkshake. She felt sick to her stomach. If this didn't stop right now, she was going to throw up in his pocket big time. What the heck was this maniac doing?!  She heard the clatter of hooves and the rumble of wheels. Then she was pulled out of the bag and found herself in a carriage.

The man had sat her down on the palm of his hand and was smiling at her. "Don't worry, little friend. I'll take good care of you." Arabella raised one of her hamster eyebrows. Aha and because you are so super careful, I now have a concussion. He really is a professional. She crossed her little arms in front of her chest, an indefinable lump falling out of her fur. Okay that's enough! Threateningly, she raised a fist in his direction, "Enough is enough! If you put me in this damn bag one more time I will gnaw my way to your family jewels !" Cursing and threatening, she swung her fist. All her counterpart heard, however, was a series of cute-sounding squeaks.  

"Once we get to the store, you'll be the star ! No one will be able to pass by such a cute creature. We've never had such a pretty mascot before." Arabella lowered her fist at his words. Yes of course she would be the star and of course...wait what?! MASCOT?!