It was supposed to be just a normal Tuesday morning, but for John, it turned into a day of cat-and-mouse between him and the cereal thief. The culprit in question was none other than his own roommate, Bob.
As John sat at the kitchen table, he noticed that his beloved Frooty O's were MIA. He knew he had them just a few hours prior, but now they were gone. A quick scan of the kitchen revealed a trail of crumbs leading to the living room.
John followed the trail, his heart sinking with each step. He found Bob sitting on the couch, a telltale box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch in his hands.
"What have you done with my Frooty O's?" John demanded.
Bob, the consummate thief, just shrugged and said, "I was just getting them for myself, man. They're my favorite."
John was taken aback. "But... but you have your own cereal!"
Bob smirked. " prophets don't eat cereal, man. They're too busy being prophets."
John was not amused. "Fine, be that way. But mark my words, I will get my Frooty O's back. I will get my revenge."
The Great Cereal Heist: Part 2 - The Revenge of Frooty O's
Or, if you'd rather, you can read The Great Cereal Heist: Part 1 - The Mystery of the Missing Muesli
Or, for a completely different take, check out The Great Cereal Heist: The Bob's Version - A Tale of Cereal and Betrayal