Kirimi watched from a safe distance as her older cousin raced up and down the stairs, tearing in and out of rooms and flinging things around the house as she searched desperately for her precious hairbrush.
"This damned brush!" Blizard shrieked, her silver eyes wide with panic as she nearly flipped the couch over. "Where is the brush!"
Kirimi shrugged from her perch on top of the shelf, then barely dodged as a book flew past her head and crashed into the wall beside her. "Hey!" Kirimi spat. "That's one of my favorites!"
"Shut up!" Blizzard raged, her glaringly white fur was now ruffled and slightly dull-looking. "You know how much that thing means to me! My fur needs this brush for it to look shiny and smooth the way it does!"
Kirimi flinched as Blizzard raced into the kitchen and the sound of clattering dishes exploded out of the room. After a quick scream of 'Shit!' Blizzard was back in the living room, panting with heat and anger.
"This is crazy!" Kirimi cried. "It's just a brush! It's not that important!"
The blue fox let out a shriek as Blizzard jumped up and yanked the blue santa hat off Kirimi's head. "Give that back!" Kirimi demanded.
"No!" Blizzard taunted as Kirimi scrabbled down the bookshelf and landed in a heap of junk. "It's just a hat!"
"IT'S MY HAT!" Kirimi screamed as Blizzard began pulling at the cotton ball glued to the tip. "It's CUSTOM MADE! There's no other like it!"
"It's not that important!" Blizzard mocked as she began swinging it around, making sure to hit the walls and TV. "Just like my brush!"
Kirimi let out a scream of rage as she leapt at her arctic cousin. The two foxes clawed and bit at each other in a screeching whirlwind of possessive fury, neither letting up before Blizzard finally gave Kirimi a mighty Ninja Kick to the chest, sanding her sailing straight out the window in an explosion of glass.
The impact of the kick sent Blizzard flying backwards and she slammed into the dresser in her room. Blizzard flinched each time as an item fell of the dresser, dropped on her head and landed on her lap. The deoderant, her comb, her perfume and her Velvet Comfort Hairbrush.
Her hairbrush.
Blizzard let out shriek of joy as she jumped up and clutched her brush to her chest. "Epic!" she yelled in joy. "It was here the whole time!"
Meanwhile the bleeding, cut up blue fox outside let out a roar of rage and frustration.
This was a totally plotless, Just-Decided-To-Write fic to have Blizzard show up in. I don't own Happy Tree Friends or Mondo Media (If I did, there'd be some new episodes).
Review? ._. Please?