Growing Up

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The cook was sympathetic, not having forgotten what it was like to be a teenager but he also knew that while Ursa was stern, she was fair. He shook his head and cleared his throat, saying,

"You'll have other chances to spend with her. For now, I want you to take out that crystal," he pointed to the far cabinet, "and start to polish them. I have to go get some meat. And be careful Buddi."

The cub nodded and without another word went to do as asked. He despised cleaning things, especially dishes which was why Grubbi gave it to him. That much Buddi was sure of.

But he was not about to push Ursa anymore tonight.

Sunni should have been excited but she wasn't. She had heard what Buddi got and knew she wouldn't be seeing her best friend for a few days. It made her sad and angry at the same time. Why did the adults have to be such…children?

"You gave her NOTHING?!"

Sunni groaned and covered her ears. Ursa and Gruffi were at it again. The Barbics would only be there for the meal…all but Buddi. Ursa had made it clear he would be eating in the kitchen, away from the others.

"You Glens are too soft!"

"Better than being stone hearted!"

Sunni got to her feet and left.

Buddi could hear the laughing from the next room. The party had started. He knew the Barbics weren't participating but they seemed to be having fun nonetheless. He sighed and put his chin in his hand.

Someone smacked his back. Turning, Grubbi shook his head and pointed back to the sink. Buddi pouted,

"I know, I know. Sheesh!"

Grubbi raised an eyebrow at him but before he could say a thing, Ursa called to him from outside. He turned to Buddi and said,

"Keep it up. I'll be right back."

"Yes sir."

Grubbi inwardly winced. He hated it when Buddi was formal. Scarcely ever did he call him 'sir.' He almost never referred to Ursa as 'ma'am' so hearing that was a bit heart wrenching. But the Barbic walked out.

As he walked through the door, Buddi spied Sunni in the far corner. She was playing games, laughing.

And he couldn't join her.

The cub's Barbic temper rose up, as it had been more often than it should have. Buddi growled, picked up a plate and smashed it to the ground, shouting,

"Mijet!"

"Buddi Barbic!" the cub felt the anger leave as swiftly as it had come and looked up to see Gritty in the doorway, a shocked look on his face. The cub grinned sheepishly and said,

"Heh…hi."

Gritty didn't smile back.

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