How did it happen? All he remembered was falling from that junkpile, "Hey, Cassie? Do you remember how I broke my arm?" Alonzo asked.
"A little. You were trying to save Pouncival from falling and you fell off that junkpile. Luckily he was okay. Why do you ask?" she questioned me.
"Just wondering. Oh, and Cass? Could you make me some hot chocolate? Please?" he asked putting on a cute face.
"Of course, Lonzy," she said walking away into the kitchen to make the warm drink. Hot chocolate was Alonzo's favorite drink, in fact he always said, "Hot chocolate could make anything better."
True to his word, it made him feel better. Of course he still felt a little pain, but it was dulled. He could have sworn it tasted a little funny, like Cassandra had put something in it.
He soon dozed off due to the medication put in the drink. He dreamt of odd things. Such as, him fighting an octopus with a rubber chicken. He was pretty used to those dreams, except for when they were extremely bizarre. Like when he dreamed he was kissing Jemima. He never told anyone about those.
A few hours later, Alonzo had woken up from his peaceful state of rest. He looked around the den, but saw no movement. He wondered where Cassandra was, but was soon answered when he saw her come through the door.
"Oh! Your awake! I thought you'd be knocked out longer!" she exclaimed.
"Glad to see you, too," he muttered sarcastically.
"I'm sorry, but I was hoping you would be asleep a little longer," she said.
"Why? Is it something to do with my presents?" he asked hopefully.
"Umm…maybe…I don't know…stop pestering me! Gosh!" she said running outside.
"Well that went well," he sighed. Today was a terrible day so far. He decided to go outside to do something. He walked to where Munkustrap was sitting and decided to take his shift.
"Thanks. I'm gonna go play with Jemmie," he added as an afterthought.
He sat on the tire and gazed around at the Junkyard. Everyone was bustling about. Victoria was dancing, Misto was practicing magic, Tugger was making fun of Misto, Jenny and Jelly were knitting, Skimble looked hyper and drunk all at the same time, and Demeter and Bombalurina were gossiping quietly to one another.
An hour later, Tumble came and relieved him of his duty. He quickly stalked off to find Cassandra. He picked up her scent and followed it. It ended in a deserted clearing that was spooky, even in broad daylight. He heard some mumbling coming from the right of him, so he ducked down and crept to where the sound was coming from.
He saw Cassandra quietly talking to Admetus, like they were discussing private business. Cassandra glanced around and Admetus touched her arm, as though to calm her. They soon got up and hugged for a goodbye.
Cassandra was slowly approaching, so as to leave. He scrambled away quickly. Once Cassie was gone, he fled after her.
He soon came into the den after her. She looked behind her, and saw Alonzo. She turned around and hugged him.
"Merry Christmas! Here's your present! Open it!" she said excitedly.
"Is that why you stalked off?" he asked. He decided not to mention the fact that he followed her.
"Maybe. Open it!" she repeated.
He tore off the paper and saw a collar. It was all black leather, with a single stud in front. It looked really fancy, like Victoria's. He put it on and hugged Cassandra. He went to the mirror and examined himself. The collar looked amazing on him!
"Cassandra, thank you!" he pulled her into a hug and lifted her off her feet.
"Your welcome Lonzy." She hugged back just as tightly.
"How much did it cost? Was it a lot?" he said reaching for his new collar.
"Not really. Just don't worry about it, ok?" she asked.
"Okay. I love you Cassie," he said.
"I love you too," she whispered in his ear.
