Bomba and Demeter

I had a whole line of toms wanting to go to Prom with me - and I didn't want any of them. I've always wanted what I couldn't have, and never wanted what I could have. I'm like Tugger, but the difference is that he's changed that and I haven't. I'm afraid that if I get what I want, then I won't want it anymore. Though in some cases, maybe it's not like that. I hope it's not like that. I mean, when I'm with Demeter I'm so much more different than when I'm with others. I'm myself. So maybe I want her and I'll continue wanting her.

I never realized I loved her until last year. She was always there for me, and why on earth would I not want someone who was there for me? She understood me more than anyone and I can go to her for everything. She's brilliant...

I decided to make her know I wanted her by asking her to Prom. I had no idea what to do. I tried to come up with a song and dance but that didn't work. I thought of buying her flowers and delivering them mysteriously. Or setting up a scavenger hunt. Or lighting candles in her den that spell out Prom. There were countless ideas I wanted to do. Though i knew Demeter and I knew she didn't want those type of things. She wanted the real thing. So then I had the idea of giving her more.

I wasn't that good of an artist. I could sing and dance, sure, but I couldn't really draw or paint. Though I tried. I took a big canvas, one that was the size of her wall in her den. I spent six hours painting the picture. It was of us, dancing together, looking at each other dreamily. I wrote above it, "Demeter, you've always been there for me, and I want to be there for you forever. Though for now, why don't we just start with Prom?"

I smiled, feeling so utterly achieved. I hung it up in her den and waited. I just couldn't wait to see her face. It was so beautiful and when she'd see the picture it'd be beautifully surprised and then she'd come running into my arms, holding me tightly, and then we'd kiss sweetly... I laughed lightly to myself. Who knew it felt this great to be in love? Gosh, I just wanted her so badly. I wanted to hold her and kiss her. I wanted to grow old with her, sit next to her in bed and sing with her and dance with her. I wanted it all.

Then I heard her coming, saying goodbye to someone. She came in, smile on her face, and then looked at me and the picture. She had the look of surprise, a smile, and then - a frown.

"What?" I asked.

She looked really sad for some reason. "Well...I'm really flattered, Bombi, but...Mungojerrie already asked me and I said yes."

"What?" I asked. "Mungojerrie? You're going to Prom with that idiot over me?"

"Bombi, he asked me before you. It's not that I don't want to go with you it's just that-"

"Save it!" I shouted. "You fucking tease! God! You lead me on all the time and I should've known you were just using me!"

She looked so hurt... "I wasn't leading you on. I would never use you. You're my best friend. I thought you knew that..."

I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out of her den, tears streaming down my cheeks. I ran to an empty milk crate and hid inside, crying to myself. It wasn't fair! I just couldn't have anything in this world. I can't have what I want. I don't what everything else. I'd be completely content in life if I just had Demeter. I'd be more than content! I'd be fulfilled and ecstatic and just so grateful. But no! That just can't happen to me! God...I'm so selfish...

What's the point of trying for something you can't have when you know you won't get it anyway? It's just a waste of time...