RamRamCaramelle: You like short and sweet? Good!
DNDK 38: Uhm, I don't have any idea how long this is going to be. Although I'm getting to a point where I need to decide that. I'm thinking I'm going to do this chapter, then speed forward a little bit. Oh! Magic's father- Old D. The tom from the last chapter- tom she and her mother had ended up staying with after her mother had left the junkyard and she had been born.
SummerRose12: My dear, dear SummerRose. How much of a blonde you are. This story isn't over! I'll tell you if it's over.
Vio: No. No, that wasn't Macavity. It was Majestic and Shimmer's not-really-their-father father.
Insanemisto: DANG! You're a blonde too!
Shimmer wandered around the junkyard later that day. Eventually, she ended up at Jellylorum's den.
"Something bothering you, Shimmer?" the creme queen asked at she cleaned Shema's, another kit Shimmer's age, fur.
"Yes," the gold princess said, sitting on the ground. "Tomorrow is Majestic's birthday. I don't know what to get her."
Jellylorum arched an eyebrow. "Majestic's birthday? How come we're only just finding out this date?"
"Cause she never wanted a fuss made over her. But she's turning fourteen. Isn't that a really important age for her?" Shimmer asked.
"Yes," Jelly said. "It's when the queen or tom of the day officially becomes an adult." Jelly paused in cleaning her daughter's fur. "Does Old Deuteronomy know his daughter's birthday?"
"Nope. I only know because I remember a really small celebration the day before Magic took me and ran. I've been keeping track since then."
Jelly sighed and continued running her tongue through Shema's fur. "Think about things Magic likes. I'm sure you can come up with something from there," the older queen said.
Shimmer nodded and slipped out into the fall breeze. She wandered over the fence and down towards the lake. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed bright colors. Shimmer stopped and turned, finding a patch of fall flowers. She gasped and dashed over to them. Sitting down among the pretty white flowers, she breathed in their soft aroma. The gold princess smiled and picked one, then happily skipped up towards the junkyard again. Slipping over the fence, she saw Majestic. The princess let out an inaudible gasp and ducked behind a torn up lounge chair.
The older sister passed by without noticing her. The black and purple queen looked relatively unhappy, mainly because of the prospect of her birthday looming ahead.
Shimmer slipped around the chair, then dashed towards Mistoffelees's pipe. "Misto?" she called out.
"Back here."
The gold princess walked towards where the voice came from. There was the tuxedoed tom, looking rather bored and sleepy. "Can you petrify this flower for me?" she asked, holding out the white flower.
Misto's bright blue eyes lit up at the prospect of doing something other than reading or sleeping. "Sure."
The tuxedoed tom took the flower. He twirled it around in his paws, letting it get faster and faster. When he stopped, the flower's petals were frozen. Smiling to himself, he twiddled his fingers above it. The petals tuned sparkly.
"Oh," Shimmer breathed, gingerly taking the flower back into her own paws. She looked back up at Misto, her aqua eyes shining. "Thank you. Magic's going to love it!"
Mistoffelees's brow furrowed. "Majestic?" he asked.
"Yep," Shimmer answered. "It's her birthday present. She turns fourteen tomorrow. Thanks again," she said, before turning and skipping out of the pipe.
"Her birthday? Shoot," he muttered.
Majestic stomped back to her den, more annoyed than she had been when she had unknowingly passed Shimmer. Tugger had just tried to flirt with her, resulting in part of his mane ending up singed. She pulled the heavy curtain back in time to see her little sister tuck something away under their pillow.
"What was that?" she snapped. Shimmer jumped about a foot in the air, then turned around with a guilty look on her face.
"Nothing," her little sister said. Magic instantly felt sorry for scaring her.
"I'm sorry. It's just....Tugger."
That pretty much summed it up. Shimmer's little nose wrinkled in disdain. Majestic laughed at the look on her little sister's face. Shimmer smiled grandly up at her.
"You know exactly how to make me feel better, don't you?" Magic said, pulling Shimmer in for a hug.
"You learn after a while."
While the sisters where in their den, the news of Majestic's birthday was ripping through the junkyard like wildfire. Cats were exchanging ideas on what to do for it all over.
"I can completely doll her up!" Bomba said, clapping her paws together.
Demeter raised an eyebrow at her. "And what reason do you have to do that when you know she'll hate it?"
"I actually have three good reasons. One: It's the Jellicle Ball tomorrow. Two: She turns fourteen tomorrow. And three: It's her birthday tomorrow," the red queen said, ticking them off on her fingers. "And another one: It's her first official ball as an adult."
"Let's all sing 'Happy Birthday' to her, right before the ball," Etcetera piped up. "Bomba can come out with her, all pretty-like, and then we can all surprise her and sing!"
A chorus of agreement came after it. And the plan was set.
Author's Notes:
Hi! Whatcha think? I don't understand how you guys thought the chapter before the last was the final one. Blondes.
