OK! Here we go! Last chapter, folks! But, not to worry. You'll like what I say at the ending. Also, I'd like the dedicate this last chapter to all my reviewers: PerryRocks, gecko-samedi, & MidnightGypsie! You guys rock! Thanks!
When Kitten arrived back home she rolled forward in the dust in front of the tree she'd been by. She shook her head and looked up. It looked like it was around 8 AM. She pushed herself up and brushed herself off. She looked at the date on her watch; 4-6-10; Monday. She was missing a little school time. Maybe she'd make it if her mom didn't kill her. She shook her head again and ran to her house. She knocked on the door. Suddenly, it flew open and she was knocked over. Kitten tried to get up as she rubbed her head as her mom walked out.
"KITTEN!" she shrieked, pulling her up. She quickly pulled her inside and shut the door. "I-I'm sorry! Are you ok?" Kitten looked up and smiled.
"Never better." she said.
"Where-Where-Where…have…you…"
"It's ok, mom. I'm fine." Kitten said, "I've been in no danger…ok, maybe a little."
"A little? What? What? Tell me what happened! Where you abducted?!"
"No, no. Well…" Harmoo had kidnapped her and tried to kill her. "Ok…how…on Earth…do I put this?" She thought for a moment. "I uh…ok, on Saturday, I went out to draw and I suddenly started getting dizzy. Then, I got knocked out by a frying pan."
"……What?" her mom asked, obviously confused.
"Ok. Before I continue, do not, I repeat, DO NOT, say anything until I finish… ok?" Her mom nodded her head yes. "Ok…here it goes…" Kitten found it a little hard to tell her mom every thing that had happened to her over the past couple of days. When she finally finished, they had ended up sitting on the couch, and they stared at each other.
"Well?" Kitten said.
"Umm…" her mom said, trying to decide whether she believed her or not. "We should…you must have hit your head hard…" Kitten gasped.
"NO!" she yelled. "What?! What did you just say?!" Kitten stood up, her hair falling in her face.
"What…did I say something bad?"
"YEAH, you did! I probably should have just said I fell asleep. I mean, what else is there? What's logical? That I…I fell asleep in front of the tree for two days and you didn't notice? No, I don't think so."
"Kitten…" Her mom got up. "You have to understand…would you…? What would you say to this story?"
"I…" Kitten paused, "You know what? You're right. I was just offended because you didn't believe me. That story was just for humor." She started to chuckle a little and her mom was forced to join her, "Just a funny! Ok? Ok? Ok, here's what really happened: Uh…umm…" Kitten tried to think of something that made sense.
"Ok, Jeannette came over. A-And…uh…she said she needed me for something urgent. So…I came with her. Turned out, her uh…little brother was being kidnapped. And we had to go on a mission to save him. We conquered the bad guy by calling the police just before he almost killed us. Yep. That's what it was…" She beamed, "Oh! And the police gave me this watch as a reward. And they gave Jeannette a make-up set. The watch is water-proof, too. Isn't that cool?"
"Oh, that's…that's very cool." her mom agreed, "But, how did he try to kill you?"
"We climbed up a tree and he tried to knock it down. But, I forgot his name. And he got arrested…So, me and Jeannette are supposed to meet tomorrow after school for about an hour to work on our project. Remember? The writing project?"
"Yeah. I remember…now."
"Right. So, how much school have I missed?"
"About an hour. Do you want to go ahead and go?"
"Umm…I guess… I remember some of my characters. It'll be a cinch." Kitten smiled as the two nodded. "So……what's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes, honey. I made some for Conner. I'll go make some for you, too. Then, I'll help you get ready for school. Also, I forgot to ask, did the criminal hurt you two? You're pretty scratched up."
"Oh, yeah. He had a…a HUGE dog! And it attacked me. But, I'm fine, now. I was saved by another dog and by Jeannette, who shined a flashlight in its face. The dog is very sensitive and hates bright intense light."
"Oh, ok…well…as long as you're ok…I guess…" She paused, "I'll go make pancakes."
"You do that." Her mom ran off to make breakfast. Kitten walked over to Conner's highchair and he giggled.
"Hey, Conner!" she cooed, "How are you doing?" Conner squealed and plopped applesauce on his shirt. Kitten smiled.
Later on, at school, Kitten arrived during Comm. Arts class and Jeannette was still pretending she didn't know her until they had to get together as partners.
"Ok, Miss. Creativity, surprise me! You'd better have a good explanation for being so late." Jeannette said, "I thought I would fail!!"
"Oooohh…" Kitten said, "The tragedy that you would've got for not trying!" Jeannette scoffed and crossed her arms. Kitten rolled her eyes and laid out three empty papers.. "Ok, I've been busy this weekend, so I don't have pictures. But, I do have some ideas."
"Uh…busy? I was busy at a fashion show. What could you possibly win?"
"Uh…I could win an award for being creative, for drawing, for writing, etcetera…and second; I don't believe you. Because I spent my weekend trying not to die, literally. I could've been killed doing what I was trying not to be doing. So, shut your yap and pay attention." Jeannette tried to make a comeback, but couldn't find one. She never could find one when someone actually made a point. "So! Here we go. What have you come up with this weekend? A fashion show is only going to last for part of the day. You had to have some time."
"Let's see…" She pretended to think, "Nothing. But, how about we do something on how popular girls are totally awesome?" Kitten paused and gave her a weird look. Finally, she came up with the clever,
"I wouldn't be caught DEAD doing something on a popular girl who gets away with everything. Not a chance." Kitten crossed her arms.
"Why? I could be the cool girl and you could be the uh…other person."
"NO. That sickens me. Why don't we try something a little more down to Earth?"
"What does that mean?" Kitten put her hand on Jeannette's shoulder as if pitying her.
"You will never know." she said, quietly. Jeannette crossed her arms.
At the end of class, Mrs. Brackon announced that the project would be due on Wednesday, not on Monday. Kitten was glad, because they weren't done. She could head to New Orleans and ask Facilier to help her with it. After school, Kitten walked home and ran into the open garage. She entered through her kitchen door and found her mom, reading a book.
"Hi, mom." she said, "Whatcha reading?"
"A Christian novel." her mom replied.
"Cool." Kitten replied, simply. "Hey, I'm gonna head down to New Orleans, ok?"
"Down where?"
"Umm…that's a name a gave to the tree out in the front yard. Because I love the Princess and the Frog so much."
"Oh, ok." Kitten put on her play shoes, grabbed her flash light and pencil, and ran outside. She stopped by the tree and looked through its leaves. The sun was shining through them and into her face. She turned a knob on her watch so it glowed blue, ready to transport. Kitten pressed a button and in a few seconds, was back in the vortex that took her back and forth from New Orleans. She felt herself changing; back into the girl she had drawn to be her in the PatF world.
Suddenly, she fell onto her knees in front of Tiana's restaurant. She looked around.
Cool, she thought, The watch takes me back to the last place I was when I transport. She got up and looked around. It was after three; just like in her world. They were connected, she realized. If it was five o'clock in her world, it was five o'clock in New Orleans. If she got hurt here, it would show in her world. She stood up and tried to decide what to do first. He heard a trashcan tip over and saw Lynn digging through it.
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty…" she called.
"Hey, Lynn!" Kitten called. Lynn beamed and banged her head on the can. She pulled herself out, dizzy.
"KITTEN!" she shouted, hugging her.
"What are you looking for?"
"…you."
"In the garbage?"
"Food." Lynn changed her response and shot back into the trash can to pull out an old banana peel, which she threw into the air and blasted to ashes with purple lasers coming from her eyes.
"Cool." Kitten said, "Come on, Lynn. Want some beignets?"
"Yay!" Lynn gladly followed her. Kitten walked into the restaurant and sat at a table, just before Louis galloped up to her. He backed up slightly when he saw Lynn, until he figured out it was her.
"HI, KITTEN!" he shouted, "Whatcha doing?!"
"Just ordering some beignets."
"One plate of beignets coming up!" Louis ran off to tell Tiana. Kitten chuckled.
"Hey, Lynn," Lynn perked up, "Go tell Vena and Facile that I'm bringing over some food." Lynn nodded and flew out the door. Kitten looked around. Then, suddenly, she saw Naveen playing his ukulele on stage with Louis. She smiled widely, as if amazed; She had an idea.
"Come on!" Kitten and Vena begged Dr. Facilier, "PLEASE?"
"Why do you wanna…"
"Please, please, please…?" Kitten and Vena had their eyes closed tightly by the time they finished, "Please, please, please?" Kitten opened one eye and looked to see if it was working. Facilier glared at them, but his expression softened. Lynn flew behind the girls.
"Alright, alright…" he agreed. Lynn cheered with the girls. When they finally quieted down, Lynn looked at them.
"What we doing?" she asked. The girls rolled their eyes.
"You'll see." Kitten said. "You can help."
It was nighttime. Kitten had to go back to her world for a few minutes to tell her mom she was going to a meeting with Shannon and that she'd be back at ten or maybe a little later. Kitten ran into Tiana's restaurant with a see-through scarf around her neck that she had gotten from home; it was blue. She had on a blue mink coat with no sleeves for style and a tan tank top under it. She had on dark brown jeans that fit her so well, she loved them. They were her favorite. She had on her usual shoes and a blue beret on her head. Lynn saw her running backstage to get ready for her event and squealed.
"Shh! Shh!" Kitten said, "You don't wanna freak anybody out." Lynn had morphed herself to wear her tiny pigtails and a T-Shirt and pants. Vena wasn't wearing anything in particular except a bracelet that she'd made from tiny pearls. Kitten ran up to Dr. Facilier and pushed her hair out of her face. "You ready?"
"Yeah, chère. I got all the magic I need in my pocket."
"Good." Kitten ran off to be hyper. Lynn squealed again and slithered after her as she ran to the front of the curtains to peek out at everyone. All of Tiana's regular or irregular customers were talking and waiting for the show to begin. Music began to play, so Kitten knew Naveen was playing his ukulele along with it.
"Ok, get into your places you two!" Kitten whispered. Lynn saluted and they ran off to stand next to each other. The curtains began to raise and Kitten tried to swallow her nervousness. She'd never sung in front of people before, but for some reason, she wanted to. She began to sing.
Spinning and spinning, beginning to lose the ground
Then, Lynn and Vena came in to sing this part.
It's like there's a party inside me on its way out
Kitten continued with their silence.
I know that you want it; I know that you want my sound
Lynn and Vena again…
Forget it, can't get it, it's mine and you're not allowed
Kitten chimed in the sing with them. Just as they began to sing the next line, fire works exploded off the stage and smoke filled the room. Lots of different colors were around them for awesome rock-star effects.
'Cause when I rock, no one rocks harder than me.
And I don't stop, 'cause I got that energy.
I got the bass and the drums, they're moving me along
Lynn and Vena mostly did this part.
Yeah! Ah! Inside my brain there's a song!
(You think I'm crazy baby?)
Inside my brain there's a song!
(I might just may be, baby!)
Inside my brain my brain there's a song!
There's a song…
Lynn and Vena sang this last line eight times. Then, Kitten took over again.
You call me crazy and maybe you might be right…
Then, Lynn and Vena.
The music inside me keeps going all through the night!
Then, Kitten again.
I'm Schitzo, Sublitso, what makes up for something bad…
Then, all three of them!
But baby, just maybe, it's better than what you have!
More smoke and fireworks came up from the stage as they began the next chorus.
'Cause when I rock, no one rocks harder than me.
And I don't stop, 'cause I got that energy.
I got the bass and the drums, they're moving me along
Lynn and Vena mostly did this part.
Yeah! Ah! Inside my brain there's a song!
(You think I'm crazy baby?)
Inside my brain there's a song!
(I might just may be, baby!)
Inside my brain my brain there's a song!
(You think I'm out my mind!)
Inside my brain here's a song!
('Cause my foot's keeping time)
Inside my brain there's a song!
There's a song
There's a song
Ah!
There's a song
There's a song
Ah!
There's a song
There's a song
Ah!
There's a song
There's a song
Ah!
(There's a song-song-song-song (Ah!) song-song-song-song…)
All three of them sang the rest.
'Cause when I rock, no one rocks harder than me.
And I don't stop, 'cause I got that energy.
I got the bass and the drums, they're moving me along
Yeah! Ah! Inside my brain there's a song!
(You think I'm crazy baby?)
Inside my brain there's a song!
(I might just may be, baby!)
Inside my brain my brain there's a song!
(You think I'm out my mind!)
Inside my brain here's a song!
('Cause my foot's keeping time)
Inside my brain there's a song!
For the last line, Facilier chimed in and the girls quieted.
And it goes a little something like this
Tiana's restaurant erupted in cheers as soon as everyone figured out Kitten was done. Kitten smiled as Lynn slithered up to her. Vena jumped onto her shoulder as Facilier walked up behind her and leaned over, smiling down at her. Everyone took pictures of them together.
SNAP!
Kitten would be able to look at her picture of her new little family for a long time.
--THE END--
"Wait…" Kitten said.
"What?" Vena asked.
"Where's the author?"
"Umm…"
"Here I am, Kitten."
"Ok, is this the end?"
"Well…yeah."
"Aren't you writing more?"
"Well, it's the end. Not exactly."
"Come on. I get sent to my favorite movie, defeat a bad guy, get kidnapped, & become friends with a witch doctor, a prince & princess, a shadow, & a talking doll. This all screams series!"
"Series?"
"YES."
"Well…that sounds tempting. Let's ask my viewers. Do you guys think I should make the story into a series?"
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