the adventures of mohawk:ice part 0n3

mohawk was strolling along the ice covered ground, when he noticed that the windows, his windows, were iced closed. he went down to the lake, to feed the ducks, to find the lake frozen solid. he saw the ducks trapped in the water below the ice. "well, that can't be good." mohawk threw the loaf of bread onto the ice, and he saw something fluffy pop up and eat it. "now that isn't very good.. what is it?" he saw, and it was a small, cute mogwai with big eyes. it wasn't gizmo. mohawk picked it up. "better get you ho-" he saw the mogwai's eyes. "you have no home, lil mogwai? aww, well, i'll take care of you." mohawk took the mogwai home. "now." mohawk pulled a huge plate of lasagne (la-zan-yah) out the fridge. the little mogwai gobbled it up. "now, you are hungry.."