Pinky was sleeping on the windowsill when he heard voices. He woke up and
listened as they floated up to him.
"You can stay if you want, Rep," hissed one voice, "But I'm leaving!"
"But Catrina," said another voice "It's so nice here! I thought you'd changed."
"Like I said," said Catrina "You can stay here with this lace and fluff. And Rep, I never changed in the first place, did I?"
"But you were so sweet... like you used to be... B-before the Witchweed machine."
"Oh, forget the Witchweed Machine," said Catrina maliciously, "Those Bushwoolies, especially that purple one, need to pay for what they did. And so do the ponies!"
"Catrina!" pleased Rep, "Don't do this! Give the gem back."
"No!" said catrina, loudly and forcefully. A light turned on and a blue pony poked her head out, adjusting her spectacles. "Be quiet!" she hissed at them "Wan't to wake the whole damn castle?!"
Pinky saw a head of wild red hair, with two ears poking out, stick out the window below. "Sorry," said Catrina smoothly,"I'll turn the television down."
"See that you do." snapped the pony. Her head disappeared and the light turned off. catrina's head disappeared as well, and the conversation continued more softly.
"No," said Catrina, whispering, but still forceful. "That gem is even more powerful than the Witchweed machine! You think I'll just go up to Majesty and say 'Here is that gem that I stole!' and give up my revenge? Oh no..."
"What will you DO, Catrina?" asked Rep.
"Take over the castle and use the ponies as my minions, of course. The Bushwoolies will make lovely servants."
Catrina laughed hoarsely, and leaned on the window sill. Pinky leaned over more to see her, and felt himself slipping. He landed on his stomach beside Catrina's elbow with a small "Oof!".
"Well, well, well," said Catrina, grabbing hold of him. He struggled. "What do we have here? Seems to be a little eavesdropper, am I right?" She grinned down at him from an evil cat face, white fangs gleaming. Whiskers twitched amusedly as he tried to break free.
She lifted her thumb from around his mouth, and he immediately cried out.
"Fizzy! Help--!"
Her clawed finger reclosed hastily around his mouth.
Fizzy's head came in view staring down at them. Catrina whipped Pinky behind her back and grinned up at Fizzy, who stared drowsily at them.
"Did someone say my name?" she asked.
"No... You must be hearing things." said Catrina quickly.
Fizzy blinked sleepily down at her. "Right." she said, and shuffled slowly away from view. Pinky felt his hopes wilt. Catrina moved away from the window and sat in a chair. A giant lizard thing was watching from the bed, looking sadly at Catrina. Rep. That must be Rep.
Catrina held her paw over a table.
"If you try yelling again, I'll kill you!" she said. She dropped him onto the table, and he looked up at her. There was no pity in her gaze.
"What can I use you for?" she asked, scratching her chin. Her hand crept to her neck, and she pulled out a red gem. "You're lucky THIS cat doesn't eat vermin. Unless they are marinated and served hot at a banquet." She laughed.
"Do you know what this gem can do?" she asked. Pinky shook his head.
Catrina clutched it and grinned, showing her fangs.
"It can enslave, and make anyone I want do anything I want!"
"You can stay if you want, Rep," hissed one voice, "But I'm leaving!"
"But Catrina," said another voice "It's so nice here! I thought you'd changed."
"Like I said," said Catrina "You can stay here with this lace and fluff. And Rep, I never changed in the first place, did I?"
"But you were so sweet... like you used to be... B-before the Witchweed machine."
"Oh, forget the Witchweed Machine," said Catrina maliciously, "Those Bushwoolies, especially that purple one, need to pay for what they did. And so do the ponies!"
"Catrina!" pleased Rep, "Don't do this! Give the gem back."
"No!" said catrina, loudly and forcefully. A light turned on and a blue pony poked her head out, adjusting her spectacles. "Be quiet!" she hissed at them "Wan't to wake the whole damn castle?!"
Pinky saw a head of wild red hair, with two ears poking out, stick out the window below. "Sorry," said Catrina smoothly,"I'll turn the television down."
"See that you do." snapped the pony. Her head disappeared and the light turned off. catrina's head disappeared as well, and the conversation continued more softly.
"No," said Catrina, whispering, but still forceful. "That gem is even more powerful than the Witchweed machine! You think I'll just go up to Majesty and say 'Here is that gem that I stole!' and give up my revenge? Oh no..."
"What will you DO, Catrina?" asked Rep.
"Take over the castle and use the ponies as my minions, of course. The Bushwoolies will make lovely servants."
Catrina laughed hoarsely, and leaned on the window sill. Pinky leaned over more to see her, and felt himself slipping. He landed on his stomach beside Catrina's elbow with a small "Oof!".
"Well, well, well," said Catrina, grabbing hold of him. He struggled. "What do we have here? Seems to be a little eavesdropper, am I right?" She grinned down at him from an evil cat face, white fangs gleaming. Whiskers twitched amusedly as he tried to break free.
She lifted her thumb from around his mouth, and he immediately cried out.
"Fizzy! Help--!"
Her clawed finger reclosed hastily around his mouth.
Fizzy's head came in view staring down at them. Catrina whipped Pinky behind her back and grinned up at Fizzy, who stared drowsily at them.
"Did someone say my name?" she asked.
"No... You must be hearing things." said Catrina quickly.
Fizzy blinked sleepily down at her. "Right." she said, and shuffled slowly away from view. Pinky felt his hopes wilt. Catrina moved away from the window and sat in a chair. A giant lizard thing was watching from the bed, looking sadly at Catrina. Rep. That must be Rep.
Catrina held her paw over a table.
"If you try yelling again, I'll kill you!" she said. She dropped him onto the table, and he looked up at her. There was no pity in her gaze.
"What can I use you for?" she asked, scratching her chin. Her hand crept to her neck, and she pulled out a red gem. "You're lucky THIS cat doesn't eat vermin. Unless they are marinated and served hot at a banquet." She laughed.
"Do you know what this gem can do?" she asked. Pinky shook his head.
Catrina clutched it and grinned, showing her fangs.
"It can enslave, and make anyone I want do anything I want!"
