“Feed me. Feeeeeed me.”

Anna sighed. Her appliances never shut up. The dishwasher was a particularly bad offender. Probably because she had a bad habit of letting the dishes pile up in the sink.

“Anna, come on! Lazy girl!”

Somehow she had messed up a spell that was meant to give her cat human intelligence. Instead, the spell had affected all the appliances in her flat. Anna hadn’t been able to undo it yet. She hadn’t the money to buy new ones either.

“Fine, fine!” She grumbled, and meandered towards the kitchen.

“Finally!” The dishwasher crowed.

“Anna! My man! Why don’t you use me anymore? All you get is takeout now.”

“Shut up.”

“I need to be used, man! It’s what I live for!” The microwave whined.

Anna rolled her eyes.

“annaannaannaDRINKCOFFEEDRINKCOFFEE!”

She smacked the coffee maker. “Quit it.” She returned to the dishes.

The dishwasher made a disturbingly happy sound.