"Miss Honda? Miss Honda, is that you?"
A simple day in New York City doing exactly what I always do. Window shopping. That's all I usually get to do. I can't afford anything in those fancy boutiques. However, today's mood was quickly and drastically changing from ordinary to extraordinary. And it all started outside Shique Boutique.
Of course, that person behind me calling 'Miss Honda' was of no importance to me...for about a split second. The next thing I knew, arms encircled me and a person said, "Oh, Miss Honda, I'm so glad I found you!"
I'm not Miss Honda though.
And then on the busy streets of New York City, there was a puff of purple smoke. Suddenly, in place of the person who had grabbed me was a mouse. A little white mouse with purple eyes. As I turned around and started to tell the person I was not the 'Miss Honda' they were looking for, I noticed this mouse.
"Oh! How cute! A little mouse in the sidewalk...surrounded by boys clothes...Well, whatever." I scooped up the mouse and picked up the clothes and stared passed the boutique for a quick second, looking at the dresses, and moved on.
"How on earth did these clothes come out of nowhere anyway?" I asked outloud. "You have any idea, Little Guy?" I addressed the mouse. He looked up at me like he was actually going to answer me when suddenly a boy with orange hair ran towards me.
"You damn rat!" he shouted as he ran up to me. "I knew this would happen if we split up! You better've kept you mouth shut." The mouse, or should I say rat, looked angrily up to the orange-headed boy. "Thanks for finding him," he mummbled as he took the rat and the clothes and left too fast for me to get a good look at his face.
"Wait a second!" I called. I wanted to know who he was and proof he owned that rat.
I grabbed his arm but he pulled away with a, "Get off. I already said thanks. Now leave me alone!" So this time instead of grabbing his arm...
I grabbed him around his waist.
POOF!
Orange smoke all around. Another pile of boy's clothes. I was holding a cat around its waist.
The boy was gone.
...
"OH MY FREAKIN GOD!!" I started flipping out. How was it possible for someone to change into a cat? The rat must have been the person searching for the 'Miss Honda'. Of course, when I was thinking this I was blabbing nonsense. But once I started to realize what I was thinking it all started to come together.
"Please, Miss, please calm down!" the rat spoke in a quiet voice. "Just take us somewhere secluded and we can explain everything."
I took a deep breath and picked the rat up again, grabbed the clothes and headed for the most secret place I knew of.
My secret base.
