Screaming echoed through the house, and Junko sat up. That sounded like it came from the kitchen. Junko tore through the halls, panic filling her mind. She knew she shouldn't have let Madoka keep that cat spirit. But magic was real! Too late did it occur to her that she really had no reason to believe that Homura wasn't dangerous.
As Junko burst into the kitchen, the first thing she saw was the cat standing in a pile of organs while covered in gore as her daughter stared at it in horror. Wait, where was Sayaka?
"Sh-she-she she just, she just," said Madoka, unable to get anything out.
Did the cat kill Sayaka? That settled it. Junko had to get rid of it. She turned to the cat, preparing to fight it to the death if necessary to save her-
"What happened?" asked Sayaka as she ran into the kitchen. "I heard screaming."
Wait. The cat was standing in noodles. And that wasn't gore covering it, that was spaghetti sauce. A broken plate laid on the ground.
'I like eating spaghetti!' said the cat. And Madoka threw up.