Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of these characters. Just the plot.
Chapter I
"TANGY!!!" Olivia screamed. "I just hit my head again!"
"Well then... uh," Tangy murmered to her so-called friend, "Don't jump on your bed!"
Tangy and Olivia weren't exactly the best of friends. You might call them 'acquaintances', even. But, the two were happy together and could stand each other's annoyingness, as anyone would guess with next-door neighbours. Tangy was bright, bubbly and funny, whereas Olivia was stuck-up and annoying, as any snob would be. Tangy's house was all fruity and citrus, and Olivia's was overrun with Classic and Regal furniture. You wouldn't guess the two to have anything in common, let alone a little bit of happiness from each other's company.
"Go read a book," Tangy was getting frustrated with Olivia's sudden energy bursts. They weren't good for anyone's mental health.
"I don't get how you can stand her. She's a snob and a brat - a bratty snob!" Rosie could never understand how Tangy could tolerate Olivia's antics.
"You get used to it, I guess," Tangy sighed, "It's just that she was the first cat to ever reach Manhattan, and that just sticks with me," Tangy let out a sigh, "I can't seem to forget her, and this is a pain because... well..."
"She's a SNOB!" Rosie cried out, desperately.
"I can understand why Cube can't stand you," Tangy muttered, "Your anger fuse is about the length of a pin's width."
"But don't you get it?" Rosie was getting frustrated by now, "She's a snob that uses you and spends three hours doing her make-up!"
Tangy was quick to reply. "But she seemed like a real friend. A true friend who stood up for me."
"Aurora, I never can understand what poor Tangy sees in Olivia," Rosie sighed.
"Well, I remember when Olivia and Tangy moved here..." Aurora started.
"Not this story again!" Rosie cried. But her breath was wasted as Aurora began.
"Nunchucka from New York City came and was buying Nook's stock. It was only eleven in the morning, and when he left, Nook only had some paper and a note in a bottle left. Friga couldn't stand it - no shopping left! So she packed her meagre belongings and ran.
"Never a day goes by when I don't think of Friga. She was the only penguin friend I had, and I think we were much like Tangy and Olivia. But the next day, a funny white cat came to Manhattan. Olivia was almost identical to Friga - but she was a cat. Three weeks later, Nunchucka came again, doing his evil plan and buying Nook's entire stock. Whitney ran for it and I was happy. The very same day, Tangy was in town. I first told her she looked like an orange, and I was under her grudge for about a week.
"After the second week, Tangy and I really hit it off. But there was always something special between her and Olivia. I think they call it feline relations. So... that's their friendship in the basics." Aurora heaved a deep sigh, after talking for so long, and closed her eyes.
"I am SO glad you told the short version of that!" Rosie cried, "Last time you told Goldie and I that story we missed New Years - and you started at eight thirty that night!"
"Sorry, Rosie," Aurora grinned, "I am a rollikin' rambler."