The squirrel and Penmate

It was nighttime, and Penmate was getting ready to tuck into bed. It had been a busy day, what with the cup of coffee scandal (All because of a cup of coffee!) happening two days ago unluckily on on a Sunday and his having to clean the entire office everyday for a week as punishment. So Penmate was very happy to finally tuck into bed after a busy day. He put on his nightclothes, turned off his lamp, and went into bed. No sooner did his head hit the pillow, he heard a nibble, and then a loud crunch. Penmate was very annoyed. He went out of his house and went up to the tree that was almost immediately next to his window. He climbed up the tree. He then found that it had been a squirrel making the noise. He pulled the squirrel’s tail and then came up offensively close to its face and then put his index finger up to his mouth and said sssh in a hoarse whisper. Penmate then went back to bed and felt peaceful once more but then there came the noise of two nuts beating together. Penmate climbed back down feeling extremely ticked off, cclimbed the tree, snatched the nuts from the squirrel’s hands and threw them at the squirrelk head. They made plunking noises on it. Penmate then tried to climb back down but in his anger he fell back down and made his way back up to bed with what felt like a broken knee. He stomped into bed, but then what sounded like a dance party blasted his ears. With steam coming out of his ears, and feeling more than capable of murder, Penmate snatched up his slingshot and stormed out of the house and up the tree. He then put a confused squirrel, who had somehow nicked a DJ box and was jamming on top of the tree, one the slingshot. He then let go of the slingshot and sent the squirrel into the distance.