The prompt for this was “There’s no such thing as too much ice cream,” and the category was “Story with words only.” This is therefore a words-only story with that theme.
Rating: CG, Child Guidance suggested, for potty humor.
Dramatis Personae
Cat, a talking cat
Leila, the human female that he allows to live with him
Leila and Cat are sitting on the deck in the summer. It’s warm, and Leila is eating ice cream.
CAT: Give me some ice cream!
LEILA: No.
CAT: But I want ice cream!
LEILA: It’s not good for you.
CAT: Oh yeah? If it’s not good for me, why did you let me lick the carton lid last week?
LEILA: A little ice cream, at rare intervals, isn’t that bad. But too much ice cream is very bad for you.
CAT: THERE IS NO SUCH THING!
LEILA: Sure there is. Remember last time when i gave you a whole bowl, and then I had to change your litter box five times a day -
CAT: So what? Changing my litter box is why Esme created sims in the first place.
LEILA: - and you kept complaining about how much your stomach hurt -
CAT: I never said any such thing!
LEILA: - and you also complained about the horrible odor.
CAT: Well, it was horrible! It could have been used as a biological weapon, except that it probably would have been banned by a Geneva Convention. It was nauseating. Would it have killed you to open a window?
LEILA: I did. It just didn’t help because the smell was coming from you.
CAT (much affronted): Well!
CAT: I still don’t see why that means I can’t have any ice cream.
LEILA: How about a fishy treat instead?
CAT: …Make it two.