Fairy Cats: Millianna, Meet, Millianna

In which Millianna gets a birthday surprise.


"But I don't understand Erzie! Why are we going to see a witch again?!" Millianna pouted as she was dragged along behind Erza, not even trying to tug her wrist out of the much strong woman's iron grip.

"We're not really going to talk to Ultear, we're just going to her house. And she's Wiccan. Witch is politically incorrect," the redhead replied, frowning a little at Millianna, but finding it hard not to start grinning. The young woman in her grip had no idea what she was in for. She was going to be so excited!

"Witch, Wiccan, potato, tomato. Whatever. But why are we even here? Did she get me something for me birthday?!" The cat-ear-headband-wearing-girl perked up a little at the thought, her step gaining a little bounce.

"Not exactly, but I promise, you'll like it."

"Ok, if you say so..." the freshman said doubtfully. She loved Erza like a sister, but her idea of fun was not always the same as Millianna's. Or anyone's really.

They turned the corner and down the walk of a big Victorian house. Millianna raised an eyebrow. It looked like a pretty normal house for a witch to live in, though maybe a little more intricate and brightly colored than even a normal house would be.

Millianna pouted a little. The witch's house was a bit of a letdown so far. No cobwebs or anything. Erza finished dragging her all the way up to the maroon front door before releasing her and knocking firmly. It opened a moment later to reveal a beautiful young woman with black hair.

"Hello Erza, can I help you with something?" The question was directed at Erza, but her eyes were on Millianna, flicking quickly up to the cat ears she wore before returning her attention to the fierce redhead in front of her.

"Yes. Ultear, this is Millianna," Erza said proudly, with a grand gesture in her companion's direction.

The woman's eyes snapped back to Millianna and her lips pressed together.

"Ha ha, very funny. I expected better from you, Erza. Milli is not a familiar. She's just a cat."

Millianna screwed up her face in confusion. A familiar? A cat? She wasn't either of those things. She shuffled her feet.

Millianna wished she was a cat. That would be awesome.

"No! Ultear, you misunderstand!" Erza backtracked, grabbing Millianna's wrist again so she wouldn't leave. "This is my friend, Millianna. She loves cats. And it's her birthday. I was wondering if you would let her meet yours?" She grinned sheepishly. "I tried to call, but you phone's been out of service for days."

"Oh, yeah, a corner of our foundation collapsed and disconnected a buried wire or something. It's taken us days just to get the house level again. And the phone guy is coming sometime between eight and five! I was actually sort of hoping you were him, but...nevermind. Doesn't matter. Now, did I hear you right?" She turned to the smaller woman and directed the next question to her. "Your name actually is Millianna?" Her face suddenly lit up with a smile.

"Um, yeah...Erza, this is getting weird…" she whispered the last bit to her companion.

"I'm so sorry for misunderstanding! I'm so happy to meet you Millianna. Come on in, I'll go get her."

Millianna's ears perked up. She was always excited to meet a new cat. That's why she kept a bowl of cat food on the window box of her dorm room. She was always meeting new cats that way! At least the ones that could get to the third floor.

Erza followed her friend in, a self-satisfied smirk on her face.

Ultear returned a minute later carrying a large orange tabby.

"Well hello there you beautiful thing!" Millianna cooed, walking to meet Ultear and immediately taking the cat from her. "What's your name, gorgeous?"

"Would you like the honors?" Ultear asked Erza, who nodded her head solemnly in acknowledgement before turning to the girl and the cat.

"Millianna, meet, Millianna the cat!" she exclaimed.

The girl's eyes went wide and her mouth fell open.

"REALLY?!" she squealed, squeezing the cat before turning her in her arms so she could look in the kitty's face. Oddly, the cat Millianna seemed to be enjoying the experience as much as the girl Millianna, purring and butting her head against her fingers.

Cat Millianna stared up at the cat above her. She was like no cat she had ever seen! It was like she was a non-cat, but she had ears like a cat! And smelled like a cat! But she could scratch the good places too, like a non-cat! She was like the best blend of cat and non-cat there ever was!

Erza and Ultear looked on with similar indulging smiles on their faces from the doorway.

"This was a great idea," the Wiccan whispered.

"Yeah. Until we have to go home," the conservative, women's activist responded.

Both of their smiles fell.

In the end, it took the two women an hour, twenty feet of rope, a cage, two cans of tuna, a kilo of catnip and a promise that the Millianna's could see each other once a week to separate them.

Eventually, about a year later, Ultear finally gave in and gifted Millianna her cat.

Some things, it didn't take an ultrasensitivity to the supernatural world to figure out.