(A/N: I was asked about how old the kits are. In cat time, they're about 4 or 5 moons old. They are supposed to be about the equivalent of 8 or 9 year old human girls.)

The Tea Party

Nightcloud pushed through the door of Sparkle and Shimmer's bedroom, admiring the pale pink walls, frilly pink silk bedspreads, and crisp white curtains. The two kits were preparing for an activity at a small table in the center of the room, spreading a white cloth over its surface. They had set small white-and-pink china saucers on the cloth, with little china tea cups resting on the little plates. Each kit was wearing a ruffled pink dress and sparkly tiara.

"I come bearing biscuits and tea!" Nightcloud announced, setting the basket of freshly-baked biscuits on the tablecloth. She set the white-and-pink china teapot on a plate gently, watching steam rise out of the spout.

"Oh, goody!" Shimmer mewed, smelling the sweet scent of cinnamon tea. "This is going to be perfect!"

Sparkle grabbed a small dish from her bedside table and set it on the tablecloth, revealing several packets of jam. "I can't wait to try the elderberry!" she squealed. "I've never had this kind of jam before!"

Their mother smiled as she watched her kits sit down on white wicker chairs, staring at the tea and biscuits before them. "Would you like me to turn on some classical music for you?" she asked, padding over to a pink CD player sitting on a dresser. "You can't have a tea party without a bit of music!"

"Oh, yes please!" Sparkle mewed.

"Tchaikovsky, please!" Shimmer added. "We would like to listen to the music from Swan Lake."

Nightcloud shuffled a stack of CDs, reading the titles. "Mozart…Beethoven…Bach…oh, here we are! Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake!" She opened the CD player and put the disc in. Pressing play, she waited to hear the first notes before leaving the kits to their fun.

"Bye, Mama!" Sparkle mewed as her mother stepped through the door.

"Let me know if you need anything else, girls," the queen mewed. "I'll be in my room reorganizing my tutu collection if you need me."

Once their mother was gone, the two kits began to enjoy their tea party.

"Would you like a biscuit, Miss Shimmer?" Sparkle asked, lifting the basket of bread.

"Oh, yes please!" Shimmer breathed. "Would you care for a spot of tea, Miss Sparkle?"

Sparkle nodded. "It would be my delight." She placed a biscuit on her sister's plate and waited while Shimmer picked up the teapot. The tortoiseshell kit poured the hot tea into Sparkle's china cup slowly, allowing the scent of cinnamon to rise up and surround the table.

"I would like some jam," Shimmer mewed as she sat back down in her chair. "Would you please pass me some strawberry jam, Miss Sparkle?"

"Of course, Miss Shimmer!" Sparkle mewed, passing the jam. "I will have the elderberry."

The two kits spread jam on their biscuits and sipped their tea, quietly enjoying their treats while listening to the sound of classical music. They ate slowly, taking small, delicate bites so they would not spill jam on their dresses and sipped quietly because slurping would be most un-ladylike.

The kits were just about to enjoy a second cup of tea when their door swung open. "I'm here!" a black kit shouted as she ran into the room. "It's time to party!"

"Hashtag, get out of here!" Shimmer cried. "We're having a tea party!"

"And it's for little ladies only!" Sparkle added.

Hashtag ignored her sisters and ran over to the CD player, stopping the music and yanking the CD out. "You two have horrible taste in music! We're going to listen to my music now!" She put a different disc in the player and suddenly the room was filled with the sound of Eminem rapping very loudly.

"Oh, sister, turn that awful music off!" Sparkle wailed, covering her ears.

"That music is not ladylike!" Shimmer cried. "Put our Tchaikovsky back in!"

Hashtag laughed as she watched her sisters give her angry glares. She then padded over to their table and grabbed a biscuit, ripping it in half and stuffing it into her mouth. Her quick and careless action sent crumbs flying everywhere. "So whatcha doing?" she mumbled, her mouth full of bread.

"We're having a tea party and you're ruining it!" Shimmer mewed, wiping biscuit crumbs off of the table.

"Don't talk with your mouthful, Hashtag!" Sparkle scolded. "It's most un-ladylike! Use a plate!"

The black kit shrugged and grabbed the teapot, pouring the tea directly from the china pot to her mouth. She took a huge gulp, and then her face wrinkled up horridly.

"Don't take a big sip like that!" Sparkle cried.

"And don't drink straight from the tea pot!" Shimmer yowled.

Hashtag shook her head quickly and spit the tea out, spraying her sisters in the face. "This stuff tastes horrible! Why can't you be normal and drink Mountain Dew or Dr. Pepper?"

The tortoiseshell kits sent her furious glares as they attempted to dry up the tea that spilled on their tablecloth.

"You've stained it!" Shimmer sighed. "The tea will never come out!"

Sparkle shook her head angrily. "And soda was not around in the mid-19th century. We are proper Victorian ladies, but soda was not around until the latter part of the century. We only drink tea, coffee, and water."

"You two are so boring!" Hashtag grumbled. "I'll show you a much more fun game to play!" She grabbed two china cups and padded over to the wall. Taking a big swing, she smashed the cups against the wall, causing them to shatter.

"Stop that!" Shimmer cried. "These are our things! Go break your own stuff!"

Hashtag only shook her head and grabbed a few saucers, shattering them against the wall as well.

"Stop breaking our tea set!" Sparkle wailed, trying to grab the teapot before the black kit could get to it.

"Go to your room!" Shimmer ordered. "You are being very bad, Hashtag!"

The kit only laughed and grabbed the teapot handle, yanking it forcefully out of Sparkle's paws.

"Please don't break our teapot!" the tortoiseshell wailed as her sister smashed it against the wall. "Please stop!"

Hashtag smiled as she stared down at the carpet below her. The pink carpet was now littered with pieces of broken china. Her sisters' day was ruined. Laughing, she grabbed the rest of the biscuits and began tearing them up into itty bitty pieces.

"Mama!" Shimmer screamed. "Mama, come here!"

"Daddy!" Sparkle wailed. "Daddy, help us!"

"Daddy's not going to help you!" Hashtag mewed, grinning. "He thinks I'm the best kit ever. If you tell on me he'll only yell at you for being tattletales."

Sparkle folded her paws across her chest, huffing angrily. "We're going to tell Mama about this!"

Shimmer nodded. "You'll be in big trouble, missy!"

The black kit smiled innocently at her sisters. "Who? Me? I'm not going to get in any trouble. I've done nothing wrong!"

"You've done everything wrong!" Sparkle hissed.

Hashtag shrugged, grabbing a camera from who-knows-where and snapped a picture of the broken tea set, the crumbs on the floor, and her sisters' angry faces. "Excellent! My homework for How to be Evil for Beginners is complete! Ms. Mapleshade's gonna give me an A on this for sure!"