What Ever Happened To Miss Kitty Fantastico?
(I've Got A Theory)
Description: A brief Miss Kitty Fantastico fic
Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy are not mine, sadly. They belong to the good people at Fox, the WB, UPN and of course the God of all things Buffy, Joss Whedon.
Spoilers: For season five. Nothing particularly earth shattering though.
Rating: G
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Miss Kitty Fantastico sat on the bed, curled up in a ball. She was about to drift off to sleep for her post-snack after lunch, pre-snack before dinner, nap. But before blissful sleep could take over. She became aware of a rustle. She was used to rustles, mostly of the bed sheets, but this was different. It was coming from the closet.
Miss Kitty leapt off the bed and crept towards the closet. She pounced on the first creature she spotted, which just happened to be a small gnome. She sniffed it. It didn't smell edible. Well, perhaps if it were sautéed in a nice butter sauce . . .
The gnome spoke to her, "Please don't hurt me."
"Why shouldn't I?" Miss Kitty asked. She considered herself to be fairly non-violent, and was willing to give the creature a chance to explain.
"I come from the realm of Ricearonia, down below in the bowels of the earth. Our brave leaded Snookums passed away but a week ago and I was sent on a mission to find another feline to rule our fine land. Would you be willing to cast aside your former life to become the greatest ruler of them all?
Miss Kitty thought about it. True, life with the girls was good. Still she felt something was missing. Willow and Tara were usually too busy with each other's realms below to lavish the proper attention on her. They might miss her, but they'd get by.
She agreed, following the gnome into the mystical, magical land of Riceronia. She rules to this day, feasting on the finest tuna and cream money can buy.
