Mimzy Mouser said her momma told her the moon was all made up of green cheese. Ryan Ratcatcher said he'd heard there were rats the size of your head! Little Miggle said, "No! I saw a picture of the moon on the internet! It's a big rock!"
The teacher patted Li'l Miggle on the head and said, "That's right! The moon is a big rock! No cats have ever been to the moon, but we know from photographs and such that it is actually a rock." Li'l Miggle beamed, and all the little kittens glared at her.
Li'l Miggle was feeling pretty good when she got home, though she felt a little shy because all her classmates were mad at her for being all smart and right and such. She found her little brother, and had an idea. "Hey Tiggle! Wanna build a rocket to the moon?"
"Yes!" Li'l Tiggle bounced up and down. "Only, shouldn't we ask Momma Cat for permission first?"
Li'l Miggle thought for a moment. "I guess." So they ran into the house and asked Momma Cat, "Can we please build a rocket to the moon?"
Momma Cat looked at them. "Of course! Just be back in time for supper."
Miggle and Tiggle ran back out into the yard and got to work. "Let's see," Li'l Miggle muttered, "a rocket needs engines!" She looked at her brother. "Do you have anything that can be engines?"
Li'l Tiggle thought hard for a moment. "Hold on! I got an idea!" He scampered back into the kitchen and returned moments later with an armful of canned tuna. "Lots of energy in here!"
"Perfect!" Li'l Miggle beamed. She stacked the cans of tuna on the ground. "Now we need a crew pod! And well, I was saving it for a good day, but it's just the thing!"
She sprinted into the house. A series of loud thumps and scrabbling noises later, Li'l Miggle reemerged dragging a cardboard box three times her size out the door. They stacked it on top of the tuna engines. "Perfect!" Li'l Miggle was ecstatic. "Now all we need is a nose cone. Tiggle, what can we use for a nose cone?"
Li'l Tiggle tucked his nose under his paws in embarrassment. "Um, um, I think I might have something." He shot off into the house, returning moments later with a large conical hat.
"Where did you get that?" Li'l Miggle asked.
"Um, um, in first grade, they made me wear the dunce cap, so I stole it so that I wouldn't have to wear it anymore." Li'l Tiggle hid his face, tucking himself into a ball.
"Wow! I never knew that!" Li'l Miggle said admiringly. "Well done, Tiggle!" She put the cap onto the top of the crew pod with care. Having completed their rocket ship to the moon, the kittens blasted off.
Sure enough, the moon was a big ol' rock, but they did find rats the size of their heads. Miggle and Tiggle chased them 'round and 'round, but couldn't catch a one. They were too fast for the little kittens.
After the moon, they flew around the whole solar system, visiting the planets, and even fighting off the dread Martian Pirate Bun! But around Jupiter, their little tummies began to gurgle, so they flew home for supper.
