The Flower
By: Jessica R Vance
Rating: G
Summary: Bombalurina loosing her confidence!? Could it BE!?
Disclaimer: See me? Yeah. Bite.
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"He gave it to Jenny. To JENNY. The almighty queen of Gumbie. WHY!? What does she have that I don't have? I've been thinking about it for a while and I just can't figure it out. Am I loosing my touch? Are toms just not interested in me anymore? Am I... Am I UGLY???"
Demeter sighed. "It was just a flower, Bom..."
"Yes, but it was a flower that COULD have been given to me!" The furious red queen stamped around her den, seething. "Is she prettier than I am? Is that it? Is that it, Demi?"
The little golden cat rolled her eyes. "Bomba..."
"IS THAT IT!?"
"Bombalurina! You're acting like a kitten!" Demeter scolded, "What is your problem, anyway? I had no idea that you were so starry-eyed for old Fat Cat."
"I'm NOT. That's not the point! He gave the flower to HER."
"And?"
"And? And!? AND he didn't give it to me!" Bombalurina sank into a pillow. "Because I'm ugly."
Demeter looked at her friend, half-annoyed and half-saddened. "You're not ugly, Bomba. You're one of, if not *the*, most beautiful queens I know."
The tribe's seductress sniffled. "If I'm so beautiful, how come he gave the flower to *her*?"
"Ugh!!! Bomba! Just because Bustopher Jones didn't give a flower to you doesn't mean you're ugly! For Heavyside's sake, he eats *mutton*!"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"You've tried mutton. His taste can't be *that* good in anything."
Bombalurina blinked, then grinned. "Yeah... well that's obvious anyway, isn't it? I mean, who in their right mind would choose Jennyanydots over me? It's just not natural!" Now she was excited. She began strutting around, smirking. "Who would want her old, flabby self when they could have a young, gorgeous, upstanding queen like myself?"
"Well, I don't know about upstanding..."
The queen shot a dirty glare at her sister. "Oh, what do you know? You're mated with *Munkustrap.*"
The little queen ruffled up. "So!? What's wrong with Munkustrap!?"
Bombalurina smirked happily and groomed herself. "Oh nothing... if you like being bored."
Demeter's eyes gleamed. "At least I *have* a mate." Bombalurina's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and she sputtered angrily. "What's wrong, Bom? Cat got your tongue?"
"I could very well get a mate if I wanted one! I just don't want to settle down yet!" Bombalurina resumed her pacing. "Of course I could get a mate!" she muttered, more to herself than to her sister, "I just don't want one. ... Do I?" She stopped, looking at Demeter. "I *could* get a mate, couldn't I?"
"Oh Bom that's not what I-"
"You don't think I'll die alone, do you!? Oh Heavyside, you DO think that! You think I'll never be able to settle down with a tom! You think nobody would want me! You think I'm-" Demeter covered her sister's mouth before she could finish.
"I do NOT think you are ugly," she said, ending Bombalurina's sentence for her. She grinned. "Just a little over-dramatic." She playfully bopped her head and ran off, giggling like a kitten.
Bombalurina blinked. "Ooooooh, I hate you!" she cried, but began to laugh and ran after her.
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Meanwhile, Jennyanydots was in her own den, twirling her flower.
"He gave it to *me*..."
~Fin~
O.O This is an official apology. I am SO sorry about this fic... it's totally pointless.
By: Jessica R Vance
Rating: G
Summary: Bombalurina loosing her confidence!? Could it BE!?
Disclaimer: See me? Yeah. Bite.
~*~
"He gave it to Jenny. To JENNY. The almighty queen of Gumbie. WHY!? What does she have that I don't have? I've been thinking about it for a while and I just can't figure it out. Am I loosing my touch? Are toms just not interested in me anymore? Am I... Am I UGLY???"
Demeter sighed. "It was just a flower, Bom..."
"Yes, but it was a flower that COULD have been given to me!" The furious red queen stamped around her den, seething. "Is she prettier than I am? Is that it? Is that it, Demi?"
The little golden cat rolled her eyes. "Bomba..."
"IS THAT IT!?"
"Bombalurina! You're acting like a kitten!" Demeter scolded, "What is your problem, anyway? I had no idea that you were so starry-eyed for old Fat Cat."
"I'm NOT. That's not the point! He gave the flower to HER."
"And?"
"And? And!? AND he didn't give it to me!" Bombalurina sank into a pillow. "Because I'm ugly."
Demeter looked at her friend, half-annoyed and half-saddened. "You're not ugly, Bomba. You're one of, if not *the*, most beautiful queens I know."
The tribe's seductress sniffled. "If I'm so beautiful, how come he gave the flower to *her*?"
"Ugh!!! Bomba! Just because Bustopher Jones didn't give a flower to you doesn't mean you're ugly! For Heavyside's sake, he eats *mutton*!"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"You've tried mutton. His taste can't be *that* good in anything."
Bombalurina blinked, then grinned. "Yeah... well that's obvious anyway, isn't it? I mean, who in their right mind would choose Jennyanydots over me? It's just not natural!" Now she was excited. She began strutting around, smirking. "Who would want her old, flabby self when they could have a young, gorgeous, upstanding queen like myself?"
"Well, I don't know about upstanding..."
The queen shot a dirty glare at her sister. "Oh, what do you know? You're mated with *Munkustrap.*"
The little queen ruffled up. "So!? What's wrong with Munkustrap!?"
Bombalurina smirked happily and groomed herself. "Oh nothing... if you like being bored."
Demeter's eyes gleamed. "At least I *have* a mate." Bombalurina's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and she sputtered angrily. "What's wrong, Bom? Cat got your tongue?"
"I could very well get a mate if I wanted one! I just don't want to settle down yet!" Bombalurina resumed her pacing. "Of course I could get a mate!" she muttered, more to herself than to her sister, "I just don't want one. ... Do I?" She stopped, looking at Demeter. "I *could* get a mate, couldn't I?"
"Oh Bom that's not what I-"
"You don't think I'll die alone, do you!? Oh Heavyside, you DO think that! You think I'll never be able to settle down with a tom! You think nobody would want me! You think I'm-" Demeter covered her sister's mouth before she could finish.
"I do NOT think you are ugly," she said, ending Bombalurina's sentence for her. She grinned. "Just a little over-dramatic." She playfully bopped her head and ran off, giggling like a kitten.
Bombalurina blinked. "Ooooooh, I hate you!" she cried, but began to laugh and ran after her.
~*~
Meanwhile, Jennyanydots was in her own den, twirling her flower.
"He gave it to *me*..."
~Fin~
O.O This is an official apology. I am SO sorry about this fic... it's totally pointless.