Chapter 17
Trixie dashed into the bush sweat pouring down her forehead. All of this running couldn't have been good for her looks. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins as she had successfully outwitted her rivals. Keeping her mouth shut as the group of bullies ran through the park. She was supposed to be meeting with her therapist, but that wasn't going to happen. Sitting on the ground the ten year old kept herself mostly still not daring to push her luck. So far if anything was certain Trixie missed being rich, what would it take to get her old life back? Snickinger followed as her godmother who was a cat appeared out of nowhere. "How's it going hun?" Her godmother said, "I didn't know you were into cross-country running."
"Hahaha," Trixie glared at her godmother. Peeking out from the bush looking for Jessica or one of her goons. "Very funny. Can I have my old life back? I can't stand her or the fact my best friend hangs out with her."
"Well you shouldn't have done what you did," her godmother said. "Want me to poof you to safety? All it will take is a whirl with the words 'I wish'." Splinter replied. She was disguised as a cat with a collar around her neck that ended in a star. Another star was located on the tips of her tail which was dabbled white. "Come on baby give it a whirl I know you'll love it." Trixie glared at her.
"No, I don't trust you."
Splinter looked at her godchild with a cat's furry, but just grumbled. She had some difficult godchildren, but this one was aggravating. After Trixie was sure the woman and her goons were gone she stepped out from the bush. Brushing off her clothes and clenched her fist. Letting leaves, dirt dry as anger flared from her inside. Not to far away was the boy who had ruined her life or helped ruin it. With that she dashed into another bush and Splinter followed, "Relax he's going to pay the Trixie way."
"I don't like this," her godmother responded.
With that Trixie slipped into the bushes behind Timmy as his attention went from talking to himself to his surroundings. He stopped in his tracks, "Hello? Who's there? If this is you Vicky its' not funny." His eyes moved to where Trixie had formerly been sitting only to notice cat paws in the dirt. Walking over he looked confused as something in the bushes rattled and it was larger. Swallowing the rising fear in his stomach Timmy walked into the bushes. Only to step on a snare which wrapped around his feet and threw him into the air. "Whahahhaha!" He screamed and looked below to see a small blue inflatable pool with vapid angry pirinahsa.
Stepping out from the shadows Trixie emerged with hatred in her eyes. If it wasn't for the fact she was limited in the destruction she could do. He would've wished to never crossed her in the first place. "I hate you!" She screamed; as in her right hand was the rope that was the only thing keeping him above the piriniahs.
"Oh it's you again?" Timmy said, looking around confused. "Where did you get the piranhas from? Also can you let me down? Why are you crazy?" She glared and let the rope slip slightly only to grab it right above the piranhas, "Look I'm sorry whatever I did, but let me go!"
"I want my mansion and money!" His sweat dropped as he looked at the woman. "And I want you to pay for what you've done. And if you refuse, well let's just say you're going to be having a swim with the fishies!"
Timmy went to open his mouth, but thought for a moment. He looked over to some squirrels and whispered something. From his back pocket, "Is that? No It can't be," with that she sniffed the air. Her eyes winded, "Chocolate!" Only to slam him directly into the ground and snatch it from him. Which gave him more than enough time to dash away from her.
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One thing she couldn't get her hands out of was her godmother's fur. Even if she wasn't a cat it did help calm her nerves. How he had managed to slip out of her hands again? Was out of her league, but all she could do was sit there in the bush. "Okay you can stop now? I might be cute, amazing, fabulous baby. But can you stop this is getting on my nerves."
"You're my godmother right?" Trixie said with a smirk. Which caused Splinter to raise an eyebrow, but play along.
"Yes, your point?"
"And it's your job to make me your 'miserable' godchild happy right?" Splinter nodded her head, "Well I want to play with your fur, this makes me happy." Groaning her godmother just let the ten year old do her thing. After a few minutes Trixie thought for a moment, "But even if you're cute. And adorable I still don't trust you." It was only quiet for a moment before a familiar scream followed.
"Kitty!" One of the twins dashed into the bush and snatched Splinter from her hand. Staggering up as fast as she could and not falling over herself. Trixie took off running after her sister, "Mommy! Trixie has a kitty!" Dashing into the kitchen, Trixie's mother stood there with a cup in her hand.
"Give me my cat!" She snatched Splinter back from her little sister's who only whined. Well one of them anyway the other was mute as always."Why can't you keep your-"
"When did you get a cat?" Her mother asked.
"Uhhh I'm pretty," was her only response. Elizabeth looked at her daughter and facepalmed. "Now then I'm just going to go to my room. Come on Splinter."
"No you...Trixie get back here!"
"I wish that you would let me keep my cat," Trixie winced. This was the second wish she had made. I really need to be careful with my wishes, she thought. Her mother thought for a moment, but turned around. And turned towards the twins when Trixie slipped into her room. What was she going to do? Trixie had no idea.
