Chapter 10: The Squirrel and Heart
So tired feel so dead... Oh well
I gently rubbed my slightly swollen eyes as I waited for the red squirrel to arrive at our old meeting place. Looking up at the twinkling stars, I sighed and thought of the day Lord Mochro let me sit on his back an ride thorough the sky. I wondered if anybody was looking at the same scenery in a different place. Right when I was about to sigh again, I heard a noisy foot step that belonged to a blundering animal. "Jill, what's up?" I asked expecting her to not be able to recognize me. "Oh hey Cake," she laughed like she was unconcerned. "How did you know this is me?" I asked. "Easy, I follow your blog remember, and you never replied to my questions or accept my friend request on ," she replied through gritted teeth. Curse the Internet and its attractiveness. "Look I'm sorry, but you-" I started. "Now you're sorry. Now you're sorry huh. What made you change our mind? Did Lord realize what kind of female cat you are?" she interrupted. "What do you mean what changed my freakin mind?! You know you were the one that did that! You turned me into a human to get to my crush and spread the plague! Didn't you, you damn greasy bun!" I yelled as I experienced rage I had never before.
Then, she did the most retarded action a squirrel could do to an infuriated cat. She SMILED. That was the last straw. I slammed her sorry head into the ground. "What Cake? You angry?" she tried to ask innocently. I placed my foot against her throat. Suddenly, she broke into fear. "What I don't know anything! Cut me some slack! I knew this was going to happen, and I'm sorry I didn't warn you about this earlier," she cried. I had an urge to press my foot closer to her tiny throat, which was petite compared to mine as a human. I inched closer to her face and saw myself. I looked like a bloody murder in her beady blue eyes. Removing my foot, I sank down to the ground next to her and raked my hands through my blood encrusted hair. "Spill NOW," I growled.
"I always wanted to be your friend; for a while in elementary, you were. Then, you found Fionna and Terence (A/N the gender bent version of Tiffany) and left me. You forgot my birthday. You forgot me to go on adventures with Fionna," laughed Jill bitterly. For a split moment, I felt sympathy for the pathetic creature. I nodded to myself as I realized that she was correct. Urging her to continue, I started humming a familiar tune. "So as I said earlier, this week on your blog Mystery Dark posted that she/ he was going to change you. I didn't know he/ she meant physically. I was going to tell you, but I didn't feel like it… besides you kinda deserved it," she mumbled guiltily to herself. "Look, I'm sorry I'm wrong, but can you help me just this moment, friend?" I asked putting emphasis on the word "friend." I knew she was mentally debating to herself, so I added the magic sentence to put an end to the debate. "I'll add you on too." I pushed. "Fine, what do you need?" Jill asked begrudgingly.
"Tell me all you can about this Mystery Dark person with your iCandy phone," I started. The maroon squirrel connected to wifi in a matter of seconds. She intensely glared at the bright white screen of her phone and moaned, "nothing!" "How is that possible? No tracks, no online history. All it says is 'natural name is Pinky.' What does that mean?" Jill sighed. A light bulb seemed to click above my head. I knew that name very well, because Ice Queen would go around once in a while calling that name. The name was etched into my memory because of the sound of Ice Queen's screechy voice.
Tears threatened to escape with every blink as the image of the mauled wizard returned to my mind. "If this continues any longer, someone could get hurt, and you could lose the whole Candy Kingdom to the plague too," the creature beside me muttered knowningly. I raised my pearl white eyebrow, wondering how she knew. Jill rolled her eyes and gestured to the phone as to say "internet" to answer my question. A dark shadow flickered behind the nearest bush, so I decided that there would possibly be no way to find this person. "Thanks anyway," I sighed as I came to a conclusion. As soon as I got away from Jill, I heard obscene cough. "Wich, give me the next hint," I pleaded. "Two hints left," she taunted. "Dark soul I have," she stated with her voice suddenly echoing everywhere. "What that's not even a complete statement?" I muttered angrily. "Why do I know," I jotted down in my brain, "This person is nicknamed Pinky. He is a male that hates me and has a ribbon.
Maybe Ricarda is a male; after all, she is pink. I shrugged but still had the sense of crushing responsibility because of my short due date. "Think Cake. If you where Ricarda where would you be" became my mantra. Even in my drowsy state, I knew the answer: with Prince Gumball. Damn, that was still far away. Whatever better start walking anyway. I squinted lightly into the barren snow storm area. When my thin eyelids started to close, I noticed a red blur against the blinding white background. "Ricarda?" I asked uncertainly. In response the blur snorted. "And you are?" asked the revolting heart with a manly voice. "Catherine!" I replied in fear that Ricarda would recognize me. However, she didn't, and that could only mean one thing. She didn't make me human, because she didn't notice that the human in front of her was me. I ignored her in fury that I still didn't know who was the person who caused all of this. "Wich, where in H-E- double hockey stick are you? Give me my last hint!" I shouted completely avoiding Ricarda's questions. When the Wich finally appeared, she appeared weary and impatient. Smirking heavily, she shot back, "I'm black and white all over." Then it hit me; I knew who it was.
Guess who it is. Participate in poll. Few more chapters left. Thanks to all those people that read Stupid Cupid.