Firefly flew about, trying to out fly the little bird in front of her. She had more horse power (pardon the pun) than any little bird out there, but since the bird was smaller, it weighed considerably less than Firefly, and therefore, was able to move faster. Everyone on the ground just laughed as the little bird was kicking Firefly's tail.
"Face it, Firefly," Mimic said, as Firefly landed. "These Fairy Tail birds are just too fast for you."
"I'll get you one day, Trixie," Firefly said to the little red Fairy Tail bird.
Trixie chirped, and flew over to her mistress's shoulder. Trixie's mistress was Princess Phyllis of Barberia. The little ponies had helped her once, and she and her birds helped the little ponies once. They were all great friends. Phyllis was visiting Paradise Estate that day, and she had brought three of her Fairy Tail birds: Trixie, Snuggle, and Tinsel. Firefly was playing with them. Phyllis had a bird sanctuary in her palace. They all hung out at a big, stone temple in Phyllis's garden.
"You must really like birds," Mimic said, as the three Fairy Tails flew down to her and Phyllis.
"Oh yes," Phyllis said, as she stroked Trixie's tummy. "And I like little ponies, too. Especially unicorns."
Mimic giggled. She liked Phyllis a lot. As they were sitting there, Twinkles the cat wandered out, and spotted the birds. She jumped up on Phyllis's, and stared at them.
"Hi birdies," she said. Only the birds could understand her.
"CAT!" Snuggle shrieked, and she began flapping around, chirping like crazy (and only Twinkles could understand the birds).
"Hey, stop!" Tinsel shouted. "You're rocking the boat!"
"Cat, cat, cat, cat, CAAAAAAAAT!" Snuggle screamed.
"Hatchlings," Trixie muttered. "Oy."
And with that, Trixie let out a loud, shrill whistle, and Snuggle stopped flapping around like a chicken with it's head cut off.
"Cool it!" Trixie shouted. "You're the size of an adult Fairy Tail! The only thing about you that's still a hatchling is your panic system and the down on your tummy, but other than that, you're as grown up as Tinsel and me SO ACT YOUR AGE!"
"Sorry," Snuggle said, and she sunk her head down.
"You three look good enough to eat," Twinkles said, licking her lips.
"Back off, sister," Trixie said. "Or I'll peck your eyes out."
"Oh relax!" Twinkles shouted. "I'm not going to eat you. I want to watch you."
"Watch us?" Tinsel asked, confused. "But . . . . you're a cat. And we're birds. Why do you want to watch us?"
"I've never seen birds with tails like yours before," Twinkles said. "They're fascinating. And they may be a little hard to digest."
"Okay, you can watch us," Trixie said. "But one false move, and you're history, cat!"
Twinkles nodded, and made herself comfortable on the Phyllis's lap. Mimic kept her eye on the orange kitten.
"Is it okay to have Twinkles sit so close to your birds?" Mimic asked.
"I think it's okay," Phyllis said. "Twinkles hasn't tried to eat them. It looks like she's fascinated by them."
"Hey, I am, too. I've never seen birds with such long tails before."
Phyllis and Mimic laughed, and walked off. After a few hours, Twinkles was getting bored with just sitting there, watching the three Fairy Tails preen their feathers.
"I need some exercise," she said. She reached over with her paw, and began batting at the door on the cage. It opened. All three birds shrieked, and flew out of the cage as fast as they could.
"Now we're getting some action!" Twinkles shouted, and she started chasing after them.
The Fairy Tails scattered and flew in various directions. Twinkles continued to chase after them, until Snuggle chirped, dove into Phyllis's hand. The other two perched on her shoulders, and tried to hide in her hair. Twinkles skidded to a halt.
"Oh Twinkles!" Firefly groaned.
"I thought you were going to be on your best behavior!" Mimic scolded. "And here you are chasing Phyllis's birds. Shame on you!"
Twinkles looked up at the ponies with a look that clearly said "who me?" But then, she did something Brandy the dog would do. She turned around, and walked away with her tail between her legs. Firefly groaned, and rolled her eyes.
"Sorry about that," she said. "We usually don't have problems with her and birds."
"Maybe she was just getting exercise," Phyllis said. "She wasn't necessarily chasing my birds so she could eat them."
"That's what I like about you, Phyllis," Gingerbread replied, coming over. She heard the commotion and wanted to see what was up. "You can see the good in any situation!"
Mimic giggled. She knew Gingerbread was right. The group looked into the sky, and saw Trixie and Tinsel flying about with Firefly. Snuggle was sitting in Phyllis's lap. She didn't like playing. She liked people to pet the down on her tummy. She was afraid no one would think she was cuddly when she would start to shed her down, and grow real feathers, so she had to enjoy all the petting and snuggling she could while there was still time.