Mp walks up the street and gets a piece of paper out of her pocket. It reads 'Fluffette house, Number 12, The Neverending Road, Networld'. Mp looks up and sees the sign reading 'The Neverending Road' and sees that she's getting close. She walks down a road that is clean and free of cars. A boy cycles past on his bike and smiles at Mp. 'Good day!' Mp says. 'Good day to you madam!' the boy shouts back as he cycles past.
Mp follows the numbers of the road. Across the way she sees a shop, that advertises in the window that it stocks every item that the mind can concieve of. It's sort of a magical Argos. Mp's face lights up and she thinks: that'll come in handy at some point, I'll remember that. Not too far away she sees Number 12 for the first time. It is a quaint house that seems to always have the sun shining on it:
Mp falls in love with it instantly and ruffles in her pockets for the keys. She unlocks the front door and is welcomed instantly by a little tabby cat. Mp kneels down and sees that the little tabby is called 'Scruffles'. 'Come on Scruffles!' Mp says. Mp takes a little wander around the house. It is decorated with a cross between modern and classical tastes: there are what seems like hundreds of rooms, with rooms entirely filled with bookcases to a pool room, to a hot tub and so on. Mp wanders into the living room and sits down on the sofa. She takes from her pocket a huge list of names and addresses, and from another pocket she takes a huge bunch of keys. For each name on the list she writes out an a letter, reading:
To my dear Fluffette friend,
I've just come into some money and have bought a lovely quaint house for all my friends to come and live in. If you can, pop by, and we can have some great times and talk about anything. It's situated at The Fluffette House, Number 12, The Neverending Road, Networld. Enclosed is a key. Hope to see you soon!
Mp seals each key within an envelope. After filling out hundreds of letters and fitting them into hundreds of envelopes with hundreds of keys, she bundles them all into her bag and takes the short walk to the post box. She takes the walk back with Scruffles, who has followed her there. 'Just waiting now, Scruffles,' Mp says to the tabby. Scruffles seems to nod, in her own feline way. When Mp gets home she goes to the kitchen to make herself a chocolate soya shake, and she slumps down on the sofa. Scruffles comes to cuddle up to her. Mp scratches her head and Scruffles purrs. 'I wonder if anyone will come?' Mp says.