Our home is small, one of the smallest in our entire neighborhood. I don't really mind it though, because it's just the perfect size for my owner and I to live together.
Well, I guess I should say my owner, my new sister, and me, Angel.
My owner named me Angel for some reason, but really, I can't remember why. It was so long ago that she told me, and I was so young, I don't know why she named me that. But it was for a good reason, I know that for sure.
We have a lot of yellow things in our house too, because when we got it, it came with a bunch of yellow furniture, and my owner tells me that nothing we get should ever go to waste. Yellow isn't my favorite color, but if it means not having to waste it, I'm okay with that.
When we got home, my new sister was asleep in Master's arms. She's a little grey Aisha that I saw at the Pound.
Her fur looks like it hasn't been brushed in a long, long time, so I tried to smooth it myself with a brush. Master took it though and started brushing her. She looks really cute to me, even if she's colored such a sad color. Her fur doesn't go very well with the yellow bedsheets.
And as I sat there, watching my owner brush her fur, I felt this wave of jealousy go over me. But I didn't understand why.
I had been the one to ask her to come with us. I saved her. So why am I feeling this way?
Maybe it was just because I wasn't used to Master with someone else. Yeah, I've never, EVER had another Neopet live with us, so I probably just don't understand what it's like.
Curling up on the bed, I closed my eyes and feigned sleep, chanting to myself in my mind.
'I did the right thing, I did the right thing, I did the right thing...'